I finally appraise myself in the mirror, smoky eyed make-up, and full red lips flawless. Killer blush on my perfectly made up face. My see-through under dress over black lace lingerie which has pushed and perked everything up. High cut lines and seductive contouring making my body look awesome. I topped it all off with lace edge top black stockings, suspenders, and a look on my face of pure unadulterated lust.

I slide my feet into the black stilettos I take everywhere, like a security blanket; and spritz perfume on across my bulging cleavage. This underwear does me wonders so I spill seductively, straining breasts above the low cut of the dress and I bronze between them to enhance them some more.

Can always use a little extra help.

The panties are a thong that shows clearly under the shimmering dress, everything made for seduction and I’m mighty pleased with myself.

Look at you go, girl.

I pick up my phone with a smile. I’ve been up here for about an hour and a half now, there isn’t much time before dinner tonight. Most of the company get changed into formal attire to eat, according to Sylvana. So, if I ask him to come zip me up then he will just assume I’m dressing for dinner. I text him and wait, standing in the center of the room, my blonde hair extra wild and falling over one eye, one hand on my hip as I pose.

I need your assistance in zipping up my dress for dinner, and your opinion as to whether I’m underdressed. xxx

fail at my before dinner seduction then it will easily pull over what I’m wearing, leaving him a clear image throughout the meal. The dress for dinner

into immediate apprehension as I see the confidence waver in his eye. I’ve at least thrown him, so I give myself

my lip seductively and his mouth parts in response, he sighs heavily. Those green eyes are dark and heavy, he can’t conceal

Carrero where have you

he looks ready to combust. He’s

abhorred me, and I kept everyone at a firm distance? Look at me

find the shoulders, he holds it up, looking how to drape it on me. He’s already changed into a dark shirt and pants, looking devastating as always with freshly styled hair and I wonder when he came in

lowering the dress so he can hold it open for me to step into, his eyes skimming me achingly as he pulls it up my body and over the tight mesh dress, keeping his hands

trust himself to touch me. Strike two.

a little internal applause. Leaning forward smoothly as he gets to face height, I open my lips mere millimeters from him, seeing him stop. He doesn’t move just waits, anticipating my kiss. Eyes heavily focused on my mouth, every muscle in his face pausing and waiting and that overwhelming lust radiating from his expression. I tilt my head, breathe on his soft mouth gently and

dress the rest of the way up with attitude. His

yelp and move away from him quickly. The storm starts brewing in

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