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“Did you have fun?” he smiled. His expression was soft.
“Yes,” I answered quickly.
“Why don’t we eat dinner together and then you can be a good girl and model the dresses for me?”
My stomach growled loudly, and he chuckled.
“Take a seat at the table. It’s almost ready.”
I agreed and scurried over to the table. He stood up from the couch, and I watched him walk over to the oven.
I gulped, feasting on the sight of his male form from behind. The firm shape of his ass filled his black slacks far too well. He turned around a bit too quickly and caught me watching him. I stared down at the table, sheepishly waiting as he carried over a pan of food.
“Have you ever had lasagna?” he asked.
I shook my head.
“This is another of my family’s recipes,” he grinned. “I promise you, it doesn’t get any better than this.”
“Oh?”
“Yup. I’d bet on it,” he winked.
He cut a piece and served it to me. The first bite was just as good as he had promised, the indulgently rich cheese melting on my tongue and mixing with the sweet garlic of the tomato sauce. The noodles were still a little firm, but soft enough to cut with nothing more than a fork. I took another bite, trying to savor it.
We chatted a little bit about his home. He lived on the outskirts of Pacifica, somewhere along the western coastline of North America. We were about fifty miles outside of the main city on the edge of a nature preserve, which was the main reason why this area hadn’t been developed. He told me there were several ruins left behind from the old age. When my eyes opened with excitement at the mention of the Space Needle, he promised that he would take me soon.
When we finished eating, he sat back and cocked his head. Immediately, the atmosphere grew more tense and I shifted in my seat. His gaze zeroed in on me and I lifted my chin with a bit of defiance.
“It’s time to show me the dresses you chose, little girl,” he instructed, his voice stern and dangerous. I swallowed heavily. He felt so powerful sitting there before me.
I wanted to tip the balance between us, to put us back on a more equal footing. I didn’t know if it was possible, but I wanted to try.
“Okay. Be right back then,” I replied quickly. I hid my face by looking down, hoping to hide the tentative smirk on my lips.
I had an idea.
My pussy twitched with anticipation. Tonight would be the night I got him to fuck me.
I got up from the table and slipped down the hall into the bedroom. I stripped off my t-shirt and leggings. I pulled on the first dress and looked in the mirror. This particular one had a zipper hidden in the side and I made sure it was done all the way up. When I was ready, I walked down the hall with my head held high.
In the time I’d taken to get ready, he’d cleaned the dishes and packed away the leftovers. Now he was settled on the couch, waiting for me. His eyes feasted on me, slinking up and down my body with a ravenous hunger that made my clit pulse greedily.
That first dress covered my body completely, but it hugged my hips closely enough to show them off. He said nothing, but he didn’t need to. I could tell that he liked it.
The second dress I left slightly undone.
The third I only buttoned up halfway.
The fourth I simply held in place.
The last one, I let slip a little out of place to reveal the pink hue of my left nipple. I pretended like it was an accident, but his smirk told me he knew it wasn’t.
With each subsequent dress, his expression darkened with lust. I’d started off with the most chaste of them all and ended with the most revealing.
“I know what you’re doing, little girl,” he murmured, his voice low and precarious.
“What?” I replied, trying my best to act as innocently as I could manage.
