𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐅𝐄 : Where Opposite Attracts

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VANSHIKA'S POV

"Hmm so it's final! I'm going to wear this dress and make him hard. Woah what a genius I am." I smirked at my one idea, exactly imagining his painful face but with a bedrock under his pant.

"Do you mean a piece of cloth Vanshika? Because- the way it looks I don't think it can even cover anything." Mansi took the dress on her hand, examining it with a frown.

"Wait, you're- right? Then what should I do to make him hard?"

She is right. The straps and the design, everything is.....revealing.

What if he will fuck-

Nah screw that damn!

What is really happening to me? Why I'm getting dirty day by day? Have he cast some special kind of magic into me?

She rolled her eyes, "Do you want my suggestion like what if you preferably reject it?"

I shaked my head, "Come on bring it."

"I think that you should send him the picture of you wearing your undies only."

My eyes went wide that it may come out anytime. Have she gone mad or what?

Is she on her senses?

"I think it's better that I wear this damn piece of cloth, Mansi." I replied, giving a side smile.

"You're not getting Vanshi! I'm telling you to wear your undies only because that'll make him super fucking hard and your revenge might be successful. But- if you're going to wear this.......it will be same as this is a damn piece of cloth." She suggested, drinking her wine.

I stood up from my armchair and walked towards the large window of my room, spectating the outside bustling city.

Placing a finger on my chin, I thought about it.

If it is to make it clear, then this dress is actually showing all that areas which can easily shown through bra and panty but there will be a reason that atleast I'm wearing a cloth.

But when I'll just wear only my underwears, it will be like I'm not wearing any other clothes.

That's a good idea!

"Perfect! So which one?" I asked her, with a wide smile.

"Red. They are men's weakness." She replied, tilting her head to see what I'm doing.

I raised my eyebrows, "And how do you know it miss?"

"Practice babe practice."

"Now shut up and don't ask me anything. Go change yourself to make yourself more hot." She stood up and eventually pushed me into my dressing room before I can ask her anything.

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"I'm done." I yelled from inside because she can't see me like this.

"Click a picture and forward it to him with your boldest comment." Her voice came from outside.

I looked at myself, covered in only red lacy bra and panty. The softness was comfortable and so good.

Staring at the mirror I could see myself, fully.

"I hope he won't mind." I mumbled, trying to cover my cleavage which clearly visible.