Sydney
Justin and I had arrived back at his place after dinner. I had a plan for a movie afterwards, but we decided we wanted to return here instead because I had another plan in my head—a naughty one.
“Go to the bedroom, strip down to your boxers and sit on the bed to wait for me,” I demand.
“Yes, ma’am.” He chuckles.
I swat him away, “Run along then.”
He nods and disappears to his bedroom. I head for the bathroom and strip out of my dress and heels. I have a red silk and lace slip on underneath. I had hit a pair of black stockings to match it in his bathroom because he would have noticed them under my dress. I run my fingers through my hair and top up my lipstick. I give myself a glance in the mirror and smirk.
The slip is low cut and makes my cleavage look incredible. I look
