Sam Tye was getting ready for a night out, and she looked absolutely sensational in a dramatic black-and-white baroque corset mini dress, sheer black stockings clipped to a sleek suspender belt, and towering black heeled boots. Draped across the cream sofa in her warm, golden living room with London cushions and a glittering disco ball winking on the shelf beside her, Sam looked like she was dressed to devastate. Long honey-blonde hair, a face that belongs on a magazine cover, and legs that go on forever: the night out didn't stand a chance. Then she decided she wanted a night in instead, and absolutely no one was complaining.
The baroque dress came off first, replaced by a silky black halterneck mini that skimmed her spectacular figure, before that too was surrendered, inch by deliberate inch. With the black lace stocking tops and suspender belt still firmly in place, Sam settled back onto the cream sofa fully topless, and then bare entirely, stretching out with the languid ease of a woman who has made her decision and is very happy with it. A night in with Sam Tye. Who are you to complain indeed?