Wonka and the Whipped Cream Factory

red velvet dresses

I left the tv room and started the venture back towards my new bedroom.

As i entered through the tall wooded door to my room, I smiled to myself remembering what had happened prior throughout my day. This visit to the Wonka factory has been better than I ever expected. Especially not for the reasons i expected.

'I'll make sure we do that again' I thought to myself as I shut the door to the bedroom. Catching my eye, I noticed a long, flowy dress was hung on the backside of the door. It was made of dark red velvety fabric, and had gold trim around the sleeves and neckline. My mouth fell slightly agape as i looked down the dress.

I had never owned anything as beautiful as this in my entire life. It felt so elegant and sensual. What was he trying to do with me tonight?

I blushed lightly at the arousing thought, then noticed a small note on the hanger of the dress. It was on the same cream colored paper as the original letter he had sent to my doorstep days ago.

it stated, "Dear Helen, I hope to see you wearing this tonight to dinner. I'll meet you in the dining room at 6 pm sharp. Love, W."

The golden letters swirled in my mind for awhile. Oh i'll be wearing it Will. I grabbed the dress down from where it was hung and layed it out on the bed. Then I began to head towards the bathroom and shower.

I couldn't help but think of him while i was under the warm water. Arousal filled inside my body, everywhere in my body. I couldn't help but imagine him being in this shower with me. No clothes to conceal our bodies away from eachother. Just my skin with his, and the warm water running down our bodies.

Get a hold of yourself Helen. I turned the shower off and stepped out, wrapping myself in a dark purple towel and beginning to dry my hair. Later on when my body was dry, I curled my dark hair perfectly with all the curlers the man had left in my room. Anything i'd ever need was in here, makeup, hairspray, perfume, etc.

Once i'd completed all of that, I looked in the mirror for a moment in awe of my new look. I'd never seen myself more beautiful in my entire life. The broken window at home even hides my real reflection.

I put the dress on and it added even more the already growing beauty on my body. I twirled around in it for a second, feeling like some kind of royal princess.

I heard a knock at the door, but when it was opened I didn't notice anyone come in. I was confused for a moment before looking down slightly and realizing it was one of those oompa loompas. He looks up agape at me.

"You look fabulous, Mrs. Barnett!" he stated. I smiled at the little man and gave him my thanks, then he stated, "It is 5:50 ma'am, Mr. Wonka will be expecting you shortly. May I take you down to the dining room?"

I nodded, "yes, you may. Thank you." and i followed him out the door, and down those purple velvety steps.