"BETROTHED" ✔️

Chapter Fifty (Getting Wet)

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We soon reached home and both went to the room.

"Um, let me go put the bikini on." I stammered.

"Good idea. I'll change here."

I entered the bathroom and closed the door behind me. Once undressed, I put on a bikini. I'd bought a bikini along with the swimsuit just in case. And I was right because I'd tried the swimsuit on first but it was way too small and didn't even go up my thighs and so I ended up wearing the bikini instead.

I was quite sexy in it but there was one problem, thought I'd entered it, it was tight. Very tight. The bottom of the bikini was tiny and I discovered only at home that it was a thong.

"Oh no, Shayenne. Were you blind when taking it? Didn't you realise it was a freaking thong?!"

I whispered to myself in frustration.

What was I going to do now? I looked like the girls who'd danced in those hip hop rap videos. I wasn't leaving that bathroom like that. No way.

"Shayenne? You're still wearing it?" Shane asked from the other side.

"No. I mean, yes. I can't come out."

"Why?"

"I bought a small swimsuit and very tight bikini. I didn't expect it to be like this on me."

"I see. I don't think it's that bad, Shayenne. Plus you don't have a choice."

"I can't."

"Let me see you first."

"No."

He chuckled.

"Shayenne, I'm coming in, no matter what."

"No." I ran to lock the door but too late. He was in.

When he saw me, his eyes grew wide.

"Damn." was the only thing he said as he looked at me from head to toe. "This is perfect."

I gulped. He smirked and approached me.

"I love it on you."

"Um really? Thanks." I was so nervous. Then I noticed he hadn't changed.

"You won't change?"

"I will. My short's in here. I forgot. Why don't you go downstairs and wait for me."

"Um, okay."

Slowly, I walked past him to the door. And as I did, he gently patted my ass. I looked at him.

"Naughty boy."

***

His pool was fantastic. Really beautiful.

The sun was shining bright and was hot. I sat on one of the beach chairs to wait for him. Then I remembered I had to send a selfie to Keisha .

I took a good picture and sent it to her.

-Here's a pic. How is it? I'm not really comfortable in it though.-

It was a pic I took while kneeling on the beach chair.

A minute later, Kee replied.

-Damn girl. You look fine. I'm unable to recognise my shy Shayenne. You gorgeous. Shane won't last. Hahahaha ;-p. Have a good time.-

I smiled to myself.

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Minutes later, I went into the house to look for Shane. I found him in the kitchen drinking a little bottle of water. He was in white swim trunks. They were as tight as boxers.