The not so little Red Dress

I remember when you bought me
That short red dress,
Laid it on the bed,
With your usual finesse.

Beautiful silk and
Trimmed with lace,
You said the price was worth it
For the look on my face.

It took away the years, made me
Feel special and sublime,
And though it was too large,
You said it was the design.

But I know too well what is to blame,
Although you would never confess,
While I'm out so you feel unashamed,
You parade around in my sexy red dress.

I should point out this is fictional.
If my husband knew I had written this he would throw his purse at me : )