Three

382 30 203
                                    

• Countdown: 6 Days •

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.


• Countdown: 6 Days •

raerae ☀️: I'm outside
V-JJ 😹: kk, be out soon ☺️

Reah checked her phone for the umpteenth time. Seeing no new texts she sighed pushing up the sunglasses that began to slide down the bridge of her nose. She relocked her phone as her foot tapped impatiently. She was already exhausted from the numerous meetings she had to sit through today and on top of that the custom-tailored Givenchy suit she wore had begun to feel quite restricting. She was more than ready to get this last meeting over and done with—but of course this was the most important one. The one with her lawyer, the judge and her soon-to-be ex-wife. The only thing she was missing right now was said wife but in usual Victoria fashion she had decided to take her sweet time. "How long does it take to throw on some clothes" Reah grumbled beginning to grow anxious and restless as she checked the time again debating on whether she should try calling the girl. As she began to unlock her phone again the front door finally opened.

"About time..." Reah began to scold, trailing off as her gaze settled on the sight before her.  There Victoria stood in a short, vibrant orange, one sleeve, Versace bodycon dress. Reah tipped at her sunglasses further down to get a better look at the luxurious looking woman as she slowly sauntered her way down the steps and towards her. "Sorry to keep you waiting." Victoria greeted with a knowing smirk. "You look..." Reah began to say, her eyes trailing with her words as she observed the soft, velvety material that hugged the woman's every curve. It was as if Versace himself came and painted it on. Her eyes continued to trail down the supple skin of the woman's exposed legs as she shamelessly licked her lips.

"Eyes up here, sunshine." Victoria teased as she stopped in front of the woman. "My bad" Reah said without an ounce of regret in her tone. She cleared her throat, fixing her glasses before meeting Victoria's smug expression. She tore her eyes away from the sultry siren as she opened her car door. "Thank you" Victoria politely said placing her hand on top of Reah's successfully drawing the woman's attention back to her. Victoria leveraged herself up smoothly leaning in towards Reah and placing a chastising kiss onto the corner of her mouth before lowering herself down into the confines of the car's white leather interior. Reah stilled for a moment caught off guard by the unexpected gesture. Victoria chuckled, sliding her own sunglasses onto her face. "You can close it now." She instructed as she buckled up. Her smirk never once faltered as she settled in awaiting the woman.

Reah cleared her throat again, bringing herself out of her trance before closing the door. She straightened out her suit as she rounded the car to the driver's seat, Victoria's eyes following her every move in amusement. Reah took a moment to get comfortable under Victoria's watchful eye. "What?" Reah questioned beginning to feel a bit uneasy by the woman's scrutiny. "Nothing. You look good. I like this...." Victoria's words trailed off as she allowed her acrylic to dance down the collar and seam of the majorly unbuttoned shirt, lowering until it reached the end of the dainty gold chains that hung below the crevice of her breasts. "fashion choice." She finished bringing her eyes back up to Reah's shaded face. Though Reah wanted to respond she knew Victoria had something else on her mind. "But?" Reah questioned, trying to coax out the rest of her thought  "Are you wearing pasties?" Victoria blurted out. Reah rolled her eyes with a shake of her head. A small smile ghosted her lips as she started the car. "You're so unhinged" Reah chuckled as she pulled out of the driveway.

VEGASWhere stories live. Discover now