ARE YOU WEARING A BRA?
Are you wearing a bra?
It doesn’t look as if you are
I think underneath your shirt
Your breasts are free and pert
And clearly if they are
Then you don’t need to wear a bra
ARE YOU WEARING UNDERWEAR?
Are you wearing underwear?
Or are you naked under there
Have you gone commando?
Oh I really do hope that’s so
I like to think you are bare
Walking around sans underwear
ARE YOU WEARING A BODY STOCKING?
Are you wearing a body stocking?
Something chic, sheer and shocking
Sexy all in one and figure hugger
I bet your bum still looks like a mugger
ARE YOU WEARING BLACK?
Are you wearing black?
Yes it’s a funeral I know
But underneath the garb
Is that all black also?
No, it’s not irreverent
Picturing you in lacy black
There was no bigger letch
Than your dead uncle Jack
ARE YOU WEARING ANYTHING?
Are you wearing anything?
When you hear the phone ring
And do you reach for a negligee
Or are you comfortable that way
I know that when I give you a call
I want you to wear nothing at all
So when next you hear it ring
Please don’t be wearing anything
ARE YOU WEARING LONG UNDERWEAR?
Are you wearing long underwear?
Something with its own trap door
Well no matter how good they look on you
I’d like to see them on my bedroom floor
ARE YOU WEARING ANYTHING AT ALL?
Are you wearing anything at all?
When you make a phone call
From your big desk in the study
Do you sit there in the nuddy
I certainly pictured you that way
When you called me the other day
ARE YOU WEARING PANTS?
Are you wearing pants?
And if you are, are they brief
Or thongs with high cut leg
That barely covers your underneath
ARE YOU WEARING SILK?
Are you wearing silk?
Against your luscious skin
Beneath that pretty dress
Are you dressed for sin?
Garments of sensual silk
How I crave to be within
ARE YOU WEARING SILK, SATIN OR LACE?
Are you wearing silk?
Or perhaps satin and lace
Or maybe you’re wearing nothing
If so you are a disgrace
You’re not wearing any, are you?
I can tell by that blush on your face
I doubt anyone else would suspect
With not a hair out of place
No one would suspect
With that innocent look on your face
But I know you are a commando girl
And I want to share in your disgrace
ARE YOU WEARING LACE?
Are you wearing lace?
To decorates that place
I can’t tell from your face
There is no hint or trace
I think black lace does grace
Your fine pert brace
Oh my thoughts are base
And that image I can’t erase
Of the garments of lace
That cover and encase
ARE YOU WEARING BIG KNICKERS?
Are you wearing big knickers?
Those good old fashioned drawers
That cover everything that matters
But are still the source of phwors
ARE YOU WEARING A VEST?
Are you wearing a vest?
Fitting snugly to your chest
Well it’s about your vests cosy fit,
I’d like to come twixt you and it
ARE YOU WEARING JUST A SMILE?
Are you wearing just a smile?
Beneath your uniform all the while
Though outwardly well uniformed
You stand there unadorned
Beneath your starchy exterior
You are naked front and rear
Nurse, nurse check my breeches
I’m about to pop my stitches
ARE YOU WEARING A BASQUE?
Are you wearing a Basque?
Is it a black one may I ask
Do you have a matching mask
And will you take me to task
ARE YOU WEARING TIGHTS?
Are you wearing tights?
Or do you call them Pantyhose?
Maybe later I will find out
We’ll have to see how it goes
ARE YOU WEARING ANY UNDIES?
Are you wearing any undies?
Beneath your Christmas gear
You had them when you left the house
Perhaps you should explain my dear
ARE YOU WEARING THERMALS?
Are you wearing thermals?
To keep all your bits nice and cosy
Fitting from neck and wrists
All the way down to your toesies
I’m sure it’s a sight worth seeing
I wouldn’t mind a good nosy
ARE YOU WEARING SUSPENDERS?
Are you wearing suspenders?
One of my favourite seven wonders
That miracle of engineering
Both practical and endearing
Oh what a ransom I would pay
If you would kindly see your way
To show the smallest glimpse of thigh
That would be most pleasing to my eye
ARE YOU WEARING CAMI KNICKERS?
Are you wearing cami knickers?
Why does that provoke snickers?
I like the roomy French lingerie
Are you wearing them Môn Cheri?
Oh how they elegantly flatter
And the colour doesn’t even matter
I don’t care if they’re silk or cotton
But tell me that you have them on
ARE YOU WEARING POP SOCKS?
Are you wearing pop socks?
The thought of it really rankles
Those little black stocking socks
Cutting into your chubby ankles
ARE YOU WEARING A SHEEPDOG BRA?
Are you wearing a sheepdog bra?
Don’t answer I can see that you are
Because the rounded up confections
Are pointed in the right direction
ARE YOU WEARING A TEDDY?
Are you wearing a teddy?
Does that mean you’re ready?
For a spot of bedroom play
If you are you just have to say
Please tell me that you are
Awaiting me in your boudoir
ARE YOU WEARING SEXY GARTERS?
Are you wearing sexy garters?
Answer me that one for starters
Beneath your dress up high
Around your black clad thigh
Where the black sheath is stopping
Where they are lacy at the topping
Are there lacy garter rings
Sexily placed decorative things
Please answer this one for starters
Are you wearing lacy garters?