She stands perfectly still, slightly bent forward and reaching just so, until he does.

A quick call to the computer, and a soft drums-and-strings piece plays. And Dahlfes, very, very excited and eager still, will take her time and give her master a proper show. She tries to convey everything she's feeling -- admitted anxiety, but trust, love, and raw lust -- as she peels and steps and sways out of the dress and shows herself off, her eyes always returning to him when they can, even when her body is turning and bending -- and spreading -- every possible way.
She wants him to see everything.