Fight Me(55)
“Come over here,” Avery says as she drags me to a section filled with bra and panty sets.
“What size are you?” she asks.
“Small underwear and a 32C cup,” I say as I try to hide my face behind my hair conveniently hanging down in my face.
“You seem like a very simple, but elegant woman. I think you should go timeless and classic.”
“Okay.”
“Sure, you can go all super-slut and throw on some lace garters and crotchless panties – and I’m sure ‘Jeff’ would appreciate that – but I think you would feel more comfortable in something less scandalous.”
“I agree. So what does that leave us with?”
“This!” Avery exclaims as she holds up a black and white satin and lace bra. The basic bra is white satin that feels like silk to the touch. There’s touches of thin black lace over the cup of the bra and even has a little red heart hanging from the center between the cleavage. I’ll admit, it’s beautiful.
“I like it.”
“I think it’s very you. It’s classic and sexy but with an edge. And here,” Avery says as she digs in the drawer full of matching panties. “There are several different styles of panties, but I think these are hot!” Avery holds up a pair of white satin and black lace boy-cut underwear. “You won’t have to worry about wedgies all night long with this cut. Boy cut is super cute and will flatter your firm butt.”
“I have a firm butt?” I ask with a raised eyebrow.
“Of course you have a firm butt! That’s like the first thing I noticed when Jake brought you over the night we moved.”
Well then.
“Go try these on!” she exclaims as she drags me towards the dressing rooms in back.
When I get inside the dressing room – and thank you Jesus that Avery didn’t insist on coming in with me – I stand and stare at the undergarments in my hands. I can do this. I can be sexy for my man!
The soft satin feels amazing against my skin. I’ve always wore whatever cheap Target bras I could find, but I have to admit that this material is amazing. The black lace is a stark contrast to my skin tone and the white satin is thin enough that you can see the pink outline of my nipples. As I slide on the matching panties, I can’t help but already feel the difference that a pair of great underwear makes. I feel instantly sexy. Desirable. A vixen.
As I look at the back, I have to agree with Avery. My butt looks pretty damn good in these!
“How do they look?” Avery asks through the closed door of the dressing room.
“Amazing. I can’t believe I haven’t made purchases like this before. I’m definitely getting them!”
“And ‘Jeff’ will die of heart failure when he strips you out of your clothes later tonight,” she says through the door with a chuckle. “Since you’re all set, I’m going to go find my man a little something to discover later on tonight. I’ll meet you up front at the register.”
As I dress back in my basic bra and panties, I can’t help the huge smile that is spread across my face. I can’t wait for Jake to make his own discovery later tonight, too.
*****
The limo pulls up in front of my house at six o’clock. Before I can even get my door locked, half dozen girls are pouring out of the sunroof and doors of the limo. We’re a small group tonight which includes Avery, her best friend Holly who planned the party, Maddox’s sister Jessica, his mom, Avery’s mom, three girls that went to high school with Avery and Holly who immediately introduced themselves as Amber, Cara, and Robin, and of course, me.
I stumble a little in the heels I’m wearing for the evening. I am sooo not used to wearing heels. I’m more of a flats girl for work, but Avery convinced me that these sexy black pumps were the way to go. So, after sliding into a pair of dark skinny jeans and a black sweater with a very deep plunge in the front and back that is so tight it’s almost hard to breathe, I put on the borrowed black pumps and made my way - very carefully - down the front steps of my house.
My hair was down in soft curls that extended past my shoulders and my make-up is soft yet sultry. I’ll admit…I look good.
After piling in the limo, which Holly rented so that no one had to drive from stop to stop while drinking, I was handed a glass of bubbly champagne. It’s been a pretty long time since I’ve had champagne, so I start to feel the effects of the mixture of bubbles and alcohol after my first glass.
Our first stop is to St. Charles for dinner. We’re heading to this seafood place that Maddox and Avery went to on their first date – when they were still sneaking around and hiding from everyone. It’s a nice little place with mismatched everything. Avery right away tells everyone the story about the hostess who was working that night several months ago who was flat out hitting on Maddox in front of her. I laugh along with her dramatic and energetic version of the story, but it makes me think of my pizza date last night with Jake. It actually feels good to know that I’m not the only one who gets ignored while the man gets propositioned.