1. Meeting James Chapter Six, Part One


    Date: 8/13/2015, Categories: Mature, Author: Melanieatplay, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    that any further delay was just a stalling tactic. I let out a deep sigh and walked back into the closet and pulled “ his favorite” dress off the rack and looked it over. It was a black satin, corset dress that was low cut, but thankfully covered most of my breasts. The back of the dress had laces from top to bottom like a corset, hence the name. I squeezed into it and was able to reach around to the back and loosely tie the laces. As I looked in the mirror, I tried to remain calm gently pulling the hem of the satin material lower as if trying to make more of it appear somehow. Oh my God, it’s so short, maybe a couple of inches below my ass cheeks. This is something you wear in the bedroom I thought, not for an evening out. I picked out a pair of black pumps that he had bought for me last month and put them on, completing this, do I call it ‘a look’? I wasn’t wearing a thong and the dress wasn’t made to be worn with a bra which made me feel even more naked. I looked at the mirror in the closet one more time. I shook my head in disbelief and I felt like I would cry at any moment. I looked like I should be picked up by my pimp and delivered to the street corner. I had seen other girls in the clubs wear clothes like this, but I had never been brave enough to, until tonight I thought. But my motivation for wearing this dress wasn’t exactly bravery. Very hesitantly, I walked out of the closet and into the great room of the suite. James was sitting on the couch and instantly ...
    looked up at me, drinking me in. He gave me a huge smile. “Melanie, you look beautiful,” he said, gushing. I tried to force a smile. It made me feel a bit better because I could tell he was happy and he approved of the way I looked. He spoke slowly, as he studied the dress. “Something not quite right though. Come here and turn around,” he said. I walked over to him, my heels clicking on the marble floor. Once I was in front of him I turned around and felt him untie the black strings on the back of the dress and then pull on them hard, cinching the entire dress up tight. I instantly felt the satin material hug my body, pushing my breasts out and pulling my stomach and sides in, giving me an hourglass look. I saw my reflection in the window and my jaw dropped open as I let out a gasp. “That is perfect, you look stunning Melanie,” he said, as he examined me from head to toe all over again. Again, I tried to force a smile, “Now that I have my corset on, I just need to go find a dress to put on over it,” I said sheepishly. He laughed at my little joke, “Nonsense, it looks perfect, now let’s go.” I wanted a couple of shots of James’ whiskey before we left to settle my nerves, but decided against it. I just quickly put the dress out of my mind and tried to act confident even though I clearly didn’t feel it. I tried to get my mind off the little dress by concentrating on what James was wearing. He was in a black pair of slacks with a pressed white shirt. He also wore a black sports coat ...
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