Fashioned For Sin

Chapter 12

As we strolled through the mall, I watched Blair’s eyes light up as we passed the array of store displays.

After browsing through a few stores and finding some nice outfits, nothing truly captivated her until we stumbled upon a boutique with an elegant collection of evening gowns.

Her gaze fixated on a particular dress—a stunning, champagne-colored gown that shimmered under the boutique lights.
It hugged the mannequin’s curves with such elegance that I could already imagine how breathtaking Blair would look in it. The top of the dress had a halter neckline with thin, delicate straps that accentuated her graceful shoulders and collarbones. Just below the bust, there was a daring circular cutout that added a touch of allure, offering a glimpse of skin in a tasteful yet enticing manner.
“This dress is gorgeous,” Blair murmured, running her fingers lightly over the material.

“You should try it on,” I encouraged, eager to see her in it.

She glanced at the price tag and hesitated. “It’s too much, Leo. I can’t let you spend that kind of money on me.”

I saw the tag—two hundred and fifty dollars. For me, it was a trivial amount, but I can't force her to accept.

Despite her refusal, I couldn’t get the image of her in that dress out of my mind, I'm going to surprise her. She deserves it.

As we headed back to my penthouse, I suggested, “Why don’t you stay over tonight? It’s closer to the restaurant, and we can enjoy Sunday evening without rushing.”She smiled, nodding.

"I mean, I don't have anything else to do other than the dinner, fine, I'll sleep over but don't get any ideas."

Leaning closer, I whispered teasingly, “And I’d love to help you out of that beautiful dress after dinner, or not, I could just take it off for you."

"You wish.” She says laughing, giving me a wink.

"I do." I chuckle, "it's fine, Leo. I'll find something else to wear for dinner, something from my own closet." She says, a hint of sadness in her voice.

I have to buy it for her, she won't only look amazing, but it'll be a present from me, an early birthday gift, hopefully her birthday hasn't passed already. 

"When's your birthday?" I ask. She looks at me in confusion, "July 20, why?."

"No reason." I chuckle, well that's good, it's only May, plenty of time for many early birthday presents.

Well, that was totally an unnecessary question.

As we left the mall, Blair walked beside me, her expression thoughtful and a little distant. She was still thinking about the dress, I imagined, but she also had that look that told me she was mulling over something else entirely.

"Blair?" I asked, catching her attention. "I know tonight's kind of a big deal, meeting my family and all, but would you want to spend the night at my place afterwards? It's still Sunday, and it would be nice to continue enjoying the weekend. Plus tomorrow we could work from home or go to the office together. Might be nice to avoid the Monday rush, I know you hate Mondays."

She hesitated, biting her lip as she considered my invitation. "I don't know Leonardo." She said slowly, "sleeping at your place is a lot too! The whole family thing is going to he stressful, I don't know." She says, looking at me in the eyes as she fidgets with her nails.

"Come on, Blair, we'll be fine. I don't have bad intentions." I say, trying to convince her.

"Fine, just this one time, okay? Let's not make this a habit."

"Deal," I said, grinning back at her. "Let's head to your place and grab what you need for tonight. I'll drop you off and head to the supermarket to get some groceries. My fridge is kind of empty since I always buy takeout." I say, chuckling.

"Of course you do." She laughs.

We drove to Blair's apartment and smoked a cigarette on the way there, the city buzzing around us as we made our way through the afternoon traffic. She dashes inside to collect her things as I drive off.

Once we were back at my place, Blair started gathering her outfit for the evening while I exused myself to the kitchen under the pretence of organising groceries. Truthfully, I slipped back to the mall after dropping her off, picking up the dres she really wanted to get. I couldn't resist, I just wanted to see the face she'd make when she'd see it.

Money is never a problem for me, so I had to get it for her.

As Blair was about to change, I walked in, expecting to catch her still in her usual clothes, but instead, I was greeted by the sight of her naked body on full display.

My gaze lingered on her curves, and I definitely miss spanking her bratty ass.

She noticed my unabashed staring and gave a little laugh, reaching for a t shirt to cover herself. "Take a picture. It'll last longer." She joked, "we can take many pictures if you'd like. We can take videos, too." I said, leaning against the door frame.

Blair rolled her eyes, but there was a playful smile on her lips, "You're impossible." She said, but I could see the amusement in her eyes.

"I have a surprise." I said, taking the arm from my back, which is holding the dress in a zip bag.

I held up the dress. Her eyes sparkling and her smile was bigger. "You didn't.." She said, walking towards me, "I did, I had to. It'll look perfect on you." I replied.

She pulled me in, kissing me, her warm, soft lips on mine ignited a familiar warmth inside me, my dick was already hard from seeing her naked anyway.

My hands reached underneath her the shirt, gripping her ass firmly. Before I could deepen the kiss, she gently pushed me back out.

I dress in my suit as I wait for her, adjusting my tie in the mirror, trying to shake off the lingering heat from our brief encounter. Blair emerged shortly after, looking every bit as stunning as I'd imagined. The dress looked like it was painted on her body, the delicate shimmer highlighting her body.

"If anyones eyes lay more than 2 seconds on you, I'm afraid I might have to rip them put." I walk to her, my hands slowly gliding across her body.

"I think we have plenty of time for that after dinner." She whispers in my ear as she taps my back, walking past me to my car.

Her vanilla perfume is leaving a scent as she walks by.

The attitude she has in her, my god.

We left the penthouse at 7:30 p.m., giving ourselves plenty of time to navigate through New York's traffic. As we drove to the restaurant, arriving just on time.

As we stepped out of the car and approached the restaurant's entrance, I felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. I glanced at Blair, who looked stunning in the dress I had surprised her with, her smile contagious."Ready to meet my family?" I asked, trying to sound casual despite the butterflies in my stomach.

Why am I so nervous that she meets my family?

"Ready, darling?" I ask, politetly, we established I'll be calling her darling so my father really believes we're together. "No, definitely not." She chuckles.

We entered the restaurant, the ambience warm and inviting. As we made our way to the table where my family was waiting, I noticed Blair glancing around, taking in the elegant decor.

As we approached the table, I saw my family already seated and waving us over. But just as we were about to sit down, my gaze drifted to the table next to ours.

There, sitting with a group of friends, was my ex-girlfriend from college, looking as surprised to see me as I was to see her.

Our eyes locked for a moment, and I could feel Blair noticing the shift in my demeanor.

Blair raised an eyebrow, leaning closer to me. "Is there something you forgot to mention?" she whispered playfully, sensing the tension.

"Let's just say tonight might be more interesting than I anticipated," I replied, forcing a smile.