PORDEE ONESHOT/S SMUT (Michelle G!P⚠️)

⚠️🔞- At a family occasion

⚠WARNING: DO NOT read if you're uncomfortable with sexual content, the description is self-explanatory. 🔞

⚠Please let the author know if you see any other unfamiliar names.

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Anntonia rarely dreads a night out with Michelle.

Quite the contrary, she loves to get dressed up for Michelle, to paint her lips red and push her breasts up as high as she can manage, to slide into a dress that fits more like a second skin and finish it off with heels that make her legs and ass look tempting.

Anntonia loves to see her fiancé's reactions, to watch her try to control herself throughout the night while her eyes devour her. Michelle bites her lips and groans whenever Anntonia brushes past her, squeezes her arm, or even her leg under the table. It's a torture, and Anntonia loves every minute of it.

But tonight, they will not be alone, and Anntonia cannot watch her fiancé fight against the urge to stare at any expanse of skin she sees when she's forced to make small talk with her fiancé's family, over dinner.

Anntonia is in the bathroom, applying the last of her mascara when the short-haired woman knocks on the open door, leaning against the frame as she watches Anntonia in the mirror.

"Hello, gorgeous." Michelle greets, and Anntonia grins in response, batting her eyes at her. "I have a gift for you" Michelle lifts her arm, revealing a red gift bag with matching tissue paper stuffed at the top.

Anntonia's eyes widen as she places her makeup back on the counter, turning to face Michelle and reach for the bag dangling from her fingers.

"And what's the occasion?"

"The occasion is I love you." Michelle leans forward, placing a soft kiss to the top of her head as Anntonia peaks in the bag. "And I know you're not thrilled about the triple date tonight. So I thought I could spice it up a bit."

Anntonia arcs a brow at her fiancé and places the bag on the bathroom counter, pulling out the paper to reveal her gift- a black lacy bra and matching panties. Lingerie, of all things.

"This seems like more of a gift for you than me." Anntonia teases, holding up the bra to examine it while Michelle chuckles softly.

"Admittedly, yes, I would love to see you in that once we get home. But I know you like dressing up, so I thought this could help you feel sexy during our uneventful evening."

Anntonia grins at her, shakes her head and huffs a laugh. "I suppose I can enjoy the look on your face while you try to mentally undress me across the dinner."

"Exactly," Michelle says with a smile, and presses a kiss to her lips while the latter places the lingerie on the counter. "Now get dressed, we have to leave at five."

Michelle then smacks her ass playfully, making her jump and squeak, and Anntonia swats her arm as the short-haired woman leaves to change into her dress.

Anntonia closes the door and removes her clothes, blouse first and then her pants, before removing her plain beige bra and underwear to put on Michelle's gift.

She grabs the panties first, and she notices that they're not exactly what she had thought they would be. They were solid black, lace on top of what looks like silk, but the front was surprisingly firm, hard even, as if there was a piece of plastic beneath the fabric.

Anntonia frowns, confused as to why Michelle would buy her hard underwear, but she slips into it regardless, and is surprised by how hard the surface molds around her. It's not uncomfortable, and Michelle must have her reasons, so Anntonia just ignored it, and slides the bra on as well.