"What d'you think of this one?" Dakota stepped out of the fitting room and twirled in a purple, floor length, chiffon dress. "aren't I beautiful?" She giggled. " of course you are." I agreed, smiling fondly at my effortlessly gorgeous sister from my seat on the sofa in the waiting area. "But you have to make sure you would like it in our color." Dakota pouted, glancing at her reflection, "nothing's pretty in powder pink!" She complained, heading back to the fitting room. "Its not powder pink!" I objected, hearing my phone go off and digging in my purse to find it. "And every thing is pretty in pink." I giggled, seeing that Harry had texted me.
Rolling my eyes as Dakota griped, I unlocked the phone, " please, just try it on in pink?" I begged, a blush covering my cheeks as I read.
H: Daddy already misses you, babygirl ;)
W: we've only been gone for an hour, my love :*
H: it seems like years without your sexy little body curled up in my lap while I work
W: well we have one more stop after this and then I'll be home :)
When Dakota's voice pulled me back to reality, I locked the screen as quickly as I could , "what? Huh?" She arched one eyebrow, seeing through my doe eyed expression. "You guys are getting married...you don't have to freak every time someone catches you sexting." She giggled, looking over the pink dress in the mirror, "ya know I thought it was going to be horrid...but it's growing on me." "It looks beautiful...and we were most certainly not sexting!" I denied, because we weren't really...we have...a lot but not currently. "Whatever you say sis." She replied, bending over slightly to check how the dress would hug her curves, "ugh! I'm still not fond of this A-line shit but...I do like this dress."
"Seriously?" Shopping with my sister was never easy, you can't take a model shopping and expect it to be a small task. But after six dresses she seemed pleased with it. "Oh shut up! We haven't even looked at that many but yes, now we can do your shopping." She smirked, winking at me. "Change clothes or I'm leaving you I threatened." Ignoring her comment referring to our next stop. "I get the feeling you've worn plenty of lingerie for Harry, so why are you all squeamish now? It's just Victoria's secret!" Hoping that no one was within hearing distance of her, I just rolled my eyes and looked back at the messages I had closed in such a hurry.
H: Do you have to??😣😣 Jillian can pick this stuff up! No amount of wedding decorations are worth being here without you😤
W: Jillian can't pick this stuff up love😂😙
I typed, slipping the phone back into my purse as Dakota stepped back out with the winning dress in hand. "You're going to look like a goddess." I gushed. "I'll do my best." She giggled "in the meantime let's go make sure you look like Harry's own personal goddess."
Sighing, I followed her out of the store and across the food court, to the dimly lit, dark pink store. Underwear and silk robes lined the walls, bras and panties overflowed every drawer, and the Victoria's secret fragrances invaded your senses as soon as you stepped in the door.
"Ohhh! Okay I'm not letting you leave this store until you have tried this on!" Dakota exclaimed, grabbing a shear, black lingerie set and thrusting it into my arms before pulling out another set but this one is white and more innocent looking. "I'm going to keep looking! You go and start trying things on!" She urged me toward the back, where the secluded dressing rooms were. Locking the door behind me, I sat my purse down and checked my phone. Surprised by how needy Harry was being, I opened the newest message from him.
H: why not? 😣 it's in her job description to get anything you need for the wedding
Smirking, I decide to give a more visual response. Slipping out of my clothes, I shimmy into the tiny black underwear and snap a picture.
W: it's not for the wedding...it's for you, Daddy
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Blushing at my sudden burst of confidence, I quickly dropped the phone back into my purse and began changing into the next set. But as I clasped the bra behind me my purse erupted with the sound of my ringtone. "Hello?" I answered, keeping my voice down to avoid disturbing any of the other shoppers. "You continue to claim the title of the world's largest tease." Harry voice came through the speaker, frusration clear in his voice.
Feigning innocence, I Pouted "what ever could you mean? I was just answering your question Daddy...I thought I was being a good girl." I whispered, my voice coming through as raspy and seductive as I could muster. "You are baby...always such a good girl." He groaned into the phone, " it just fucking sucks to be here while my babygirl is picking out outsfits for her daddy."
Hearing Dakota's voice on the other side of the door, I hurriedly whispered, "well, maybe if you're a good boy today I'll let you are every single one of them in person tonight." Before hanging up and unlocking the door.
"Did I just hear what I think I-" Grabbing the lingerie from her hands, I closed it as quickly as I could, avoiding her questioning look.
Because yes...yes she did hear exactly what she thinks she heard.
