Tighter (18+)

Once

“You want me to wear that on our date?” Ava exclaimed, pointed to a red dress hung on her wardrobe.

“Yes. Why? Something wrong with that nice dress? C’mon, try to put them on
“ Erick asked with raised eyebrow. He already in his suit.

Ava sighed. She got her shirt and pants off and put that red dress on. She watched herself through the mirror. It was made of satin with a hi-cut slit, low-cut cleavage and a halter neck.

“Hmmm, almost perfect,” Erick commented, “remove your undies, dear, they don’t fit well with this gown.”

“You want to put me on display for all of the people in restaurant, don’t you?” Ava grunted, yet obeyed his command.

“Mainly only for our guests, Av. Any other audience would be just a bonus,” Erick answered with a cunning smile.

“There, like this? I’m not comfortable at all of being exposed, you know.” She pouted. Her body, though, said something else

“Are you sure you don’t like this outfit?” Erick smirked, his gaze planted on the hardened jewels at the top of her twin peaks, protruding from underneath the silky cloth, “I bet you are slippery now down there, aren’t you?”

“Erick!” She exclaimed, blushed, covered her chest.

“And these will be my pair of shoes, I guess?” She switch the topic and took a pair of heels with sparkling glitter and jewels calf high lace from inside the wardrobe.

“Hmmm, nice and sexy,” she commented her appearance with that stiletto, but quickly add, “but I’m still not comfortable with going commando.”

“Oh, of course I won’t let you go out just like that, honey,” Erick reached into the shelf of the wardrobe and took something.

“What is ...?” for a second Ava tried to understand the thing on Erick’s hand. Once she realized what it was, her eyes widened in horror. She shook her head, back off, and exclaimed in panic, “No! No! No! I’m not going to wear that!”

“It’s okay, dear, it’s not that bad and I’m sure will enjoy it,” Erick persuaded, walked towards Ava as she continued to walk back. He held a C-Type undies.

“Please, Erick, I mean it, please,” Ava begged as her back reached the mirror, “that’s too kinky!”

Erick smiled to calm Ava down. “Come, let me help you put this on,” he said as his hand reached for Ava by the hip and gently pulled her body toward him and kissed her.

She tried to wriggle herself free for a moment but finally succumbed to him. She wrapped her hands around his neck and returned his passionate kiss.

Still kissing, Erick put both of his hands around her and, without looking, peeled the adhesive tapes at both ends of the C-Type off. Then his free hand went down under the cut of her dress. Ava blew air sharply when he ran his finger along her slit, to make sure she was ready .

She was, so Erick, still kissed her deeply, brought the C-Type undies towards its intended place.

Ava pulled her face from him and gasped. She looked at his eyes with the a mixed expression of horror an anticipation as Erick directed the silicon protrusion in the middle of C-Type and then slowly plugged and gently pushed it in until it sat firmly inside her.

“There,” Erick said after he fixed its position with the adhesive tapes, “how does it feel?”

“Oh, my...” Ava hissed and gulped, looked at him closely while she felt that soft thing filled her cavity.