was laughing as I stared into his eyes. We stepped back after Vivian cleared her throat.
“This way please,” she said, looking a little less happy as we walked toward the back of the store. I couldn’t believe she thought that she actually had a chance with him. He was in here with me, buying me a dress, and she thought she had a chance? Bitch please.
“Is there anything I can help you guys with now or are you okay?”
“Thank you, we’re fine.” I said frostily and waved my hand at her in a dismissive fashion. I knew I was the one being the bitch now, but I couldn’t help myself.
“Ooh, catty, I like it.” Connor said with a grin. “Okay. Why don’t you go and change?”
He handed me all the dresses. “Which one do you want to put on first?”
“I’ll surprise you.” I said. I walked into the dressing room and looked at the dresses on the hangers. Which one did I want to wear first? I had no idea. I took off my Doc Martens then I slipped off my jeans and pulled off my top, so that I was standing there in my bra and thong underwear. I studied the red floral dress that I’d looked at first and grabbed it. “Maybe I’ll try this one.” I slipped it on and stared at my reflection in the mirror. It looked super cool. Not like anything I’d ever wear, but super cool. It was a lot tighter and a lot shorter than I would have normally worn, but I didn’t care. I opened the door slowly and walked out to show Connor. “So what do you think?”
“Not bad,” he said looking at me intensely. “I quite like it, though...”
“Though what?” I said, frowning.
“Does it really work with a bra?”
He looked at my chest line. He could see the black material of my bra peeking through the top of the dress. “Well, no, it doesn’t really work with a bra, but then I’d have to go braless and well,” I shrugged. I wasn’t about to tell him that as I had a big chest, I didn’t like to go braless in dresses.
“Take off the bra and let me see how it looks.” He said.
“Oh no, I couldn’t do that.” I shook my head.
“Do it, please, for me.”
He gave me his most beguiling smile and I smiled back. I just couldn’t help myself. His boyish good looks just got to me in a way that no other man ever had before. “Fine, hold on.” I said and walked back into the dressing room. I quickly unzipped the dress and pulled it down. Took off my bra and pulled the dress back up. I stared at my reflection in the mirror and my jaw dropped. My boobs were about to pop out. I was slightly embarrassed to show him. I didn’t really want him to think that I was putting the goods on display just for him. He knocked on the dressing room door.
“Gemma, what’s going on?”
“I don’t think this is going to work.” I said with a laugh.
“Open up the door and let me see.”
“No, I don’t think so.”
“Gemma.”
“Fine,” I said, opening up the door quickly. I stood there in front of him shyly. His jaw dropped as he looked at me and I saw his eyes narrowing as they went down to my breasts. “Wow.” was all he said over and over again. My heart was thudding as we stood there, mere inches from each other.
“So as you can see, I don’t quite think it’s appropriate.” As I spoke, he pushed me into the room and closed the door behind him. “What are you doing?” I said, breathlessly, taking another step back.
“What do you think?” He said with a devilish grin. He licked his lips and I took another step back until I was hitting the wall. “Connor, I don’t think you should be in here, I don’t think Vivian would like it.”
“Who gives a fuck what Vivian thinks,” He laughed. He put his hand up on the wall behind my head and then leaned down and kissed me.
“I quite like this dress, a lot.” He said. I felt him unzipping the dress and it fell to the ground. I stared up at him in shock.
“Connor, what are you doing?” He took a step back and stared at my body. His eyes were full of lust.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous.” He said, and before I knew what was happening, his lips were