11-Ryon

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Come on out” Tristen yells from the living room.

I stand in a skin tight dress that she picked out for me. It’s all black and has a slit between my breasts although. The dress looks alright itsself but on me it makes me exceptionally uncomfortable because I know it would look better on her and anyone else.

She knocks on my door and it falls open because I didn’t close it completely.

“There’s no way you were taking this off without me seeing you right?” she was complimenting me. 

“I don’t feel comfortable it’s not something I could wear” She stops mid examination and closes my bedroom door and forces me to stand in front of the mirror.  She stands directly behind me slightly taller and places her hands on my arm.

“Not saying you have to keep the dress, but you should know that you look stunning” I catch her eyes in the mirror.  

“You fill it in all of the right places” she playfully runs her hands down my sides and over my hips and bottom gently.

“You’re showing just enough skin.” Her finger runs down from the top of my dress and down the V and exposed part between my breasts. And every time she touches me she’s leaving heat in its path.

“And even out of the dress you’re gorgeous.” She backs away and smiles.

“Thank you.” I smile. “Can you please unzip me?”

“Definitely, you should never undress yourself.” I catch her eyes in the mirror again and she doesn’t look away when she grabs the base of the dress and runs her hand back and forth along the bottom, letting her knuckles brush against my thighs.

“On second thought.” She leans closer and I feel the urge to lean forward for a bit of distance, which only makes my butt rub against her, part of me wants her to step closer now, her eyebrows raise and she smiles and she steps closer, and whispers “Keep the dress.” She winks, lets go of my dress and backs away smiling.

She watches me and I watch her in the mirror, and suddenly the dress is alot more alluring.

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