blow your cover too.”
“So I’m going to distract them by wearing that dress,” she gestures timidly at the skimpy number waiting for her.
“You’re going to do more than just wear the dress. You done with your makeup yet?” I’m getting impatient. I want to get down to the private room well before Tony and Bobby arrive and make sure my staff is up to speed.
“Yeah.” She gets up and stands in front of me. She’s added dark liner around her eyes and a purple, shimmery shadow. Her hazel eyes are more piercing than ever.
“Take off your lingerie stuff.” A small expectant smile creeps over her face. She thinks I’m about to take her. “You can’t wear a bra with this dress,” I add shortly, “and I don’t want you wearing panties.”
A flash of disappointment crosses her face when she realizes I’m not going to fuck her. But she recovers quickly and does as I say, slipping out of the scraps of lingerie and dutifully reaching for the dress, slipping it over her bare body.
“How do I look?” She peers at me uncertainly.
“Like walking sex. Here.” I grab a pair of heels out of the closet where she’s keeping her stuff, the flashiest pair of sky-high stilettos I can find. “Can you walk in those?” I chuck them at her feet.
“Sure.” She slips them on and totters for a moment but then finds her center of balance and steadies herself.
“Perfect.” I pull her over to the full-length mirror so she can see herself. The deeply cut front of the dress leaves no doubt that she’s braless while the long slit up the front could well expose the fact that she’s not wearing panties either, unless she’s careful. She looks at herself in the mirror, blushing slightly. Meanwhile I admire her from the back. Her entire back is exposed and the satin material drapes gently over her ass before falling to the floor.
“I feel naked,” she says sheepishly.
“I have something that can help with that.” I reach into my pocket and pull out a slender black box. I open it with a click to reveal a sparkling diamond necklace. She gasps. “Here.” I nudge her so that she’s facing herself in the mirror again and bring the heavy necklace down over her head, clasping it securely in the back.
“It’s beautiful.” She carefully places her hands on the necklace, adjusting its position. It consists of two strands. The shorter, top strand sits snugly against the neck, almost like a choker. It's a string of small, square-cut, diamonds, which now catch the last rays of sun coming in the window and glitter ferociously in the evening light. The second strand hangs lower and has larger gems, in a teardrop shape, which drape down over Lilly's breasts.
“It suits you,” I tell her. “Every man in the room is going to be looking at you.”
“You too?” She lifts her eyes to meet mine in the reflection of the mirror.
“Of course, Lilly. I’ll always have an eye on you.” I give her shoulders a small squeeze. I can tell her nerves are building up. There’s no place for nervousness tonight though. “I want you to be bold and fearless tonight, Lilly. Just like this dress. I’m going to be relying on you.”
She nods with determination. “So what am I going to be doing, exactly? Other than wearing this dress,” she adds with a shy smile.
“You’ll be bringing me my drinks from the bar. Tessa will serve the other men, but I want you attending to me personally. When you bring me my glass, lean over so the guys can get a look down your dress.”
“Okay,” she replies meekly.
“As for that slit.” I reach forward and graze my hand up her thigh, almost all the way up, but then stop short. “Make sure to sit nicely with your legs crossed. But then…have you seen Basic Instinct?”
She shakes her head.
“For fuck’s sake. It’s a classic. There’s one particularly famous scene. Sharon Stone is sitting in a chair, wearing this short white dress. She’s got her legs crossed. And then she switches her position, uncrossing her legs and then crossing them the other way. She does it so slowly that the guy opposite her can see right up her skirt.”
She’s staring at me, her mouth making that little “O” again.
“Look, I don’t have time to educate you on Hollywood. But you get the idea?”
“Yes.”
“Now, when it comes to your drink, make sure to order something you can use a straw