Temptation(48)
Nurse Summers,
In this box is a promise, when I get my week with you, you will wear this and kiss my boo boo away again!
Monday night I will need you to accompany me to the Tel V Awards, please go and see Clarissa she has a dress for you.
Your Mr Clark
This man is something else, I had a sneaking suspicion of what to expect when I opened the box, so it didn’t come as a surprise when I lifted the rather erotic Nurse Costume from beneath the wrapping. Cheeky bastard. I read the note again, he wants me to accompany him to the Tel V Awards, shit how exciting.
I placed that note with the other and made my way down to Versace, as I passed through the lobby, I stopped at the Concierge Office in the hope I would see Samantha to remind her about lunch. She was at the computer showing Chelsea something, I cleared my throat.
“Uh um, excuse me Sam.” She looked up.
“Are we still on for lunch?” Chelsea looked up too and flashed me her unpleasant, smugness.
“Yes, can’t wait, where do you want to go?”
“Somewhere private, we need to talk, I’ll pick a spot and meet you here at noon.”
“Oooh sounds serious.” I smiled reassuringly at her.
“Don’t worry, I’ll explain later, anyway I’ve got to go to Versace and pick up my dress for the Tel V’s.” Both hers and Chelsea’s jaws dropped. Take that Chelsea you bitch. I walked off and if it wasn’t so obvious, I would’ve fist punched the air.
When I walked into the store, Clarissa was elated and extremely attentive as usual.
“Ms Summers, the dress Mr Clark ordered for you has arrived please come with me and I’ll assess the fit, you are going to love it, it’s incredible.”
She closed the store and led me to the circular change room. Hanging in the very room I experienced my spine tingling encounter with Bryce, was a magnificent red dress.
“Wow! Is that for me?” She nodded and ushered me into the room.
“Ms Summers, I will need to help you but if you are not comfortable with undressing in front of me then…..”
“No, no, that’s fine, I’m just scared to even touch it let alone put it on, it’s simply stunning.” I turned around and she helped unzip my dress.
“That’s a beautiful Corset Ms Summers but it will have to go, the dress comes with matching lingerie, I’ll leave you to put it on and be back in a moment.”
I began the frustrating task of unclipping the Corset’s hooks one by one, as frustrating as it was, I did enjoy luxurious underwear, I had always worn beautiful lingerie, even before I started wearing beautiful labels, labels that I had only ever seen in magazines like Vogue and Cosmopolitan. The Versace dress dipped at the front and back therefore you could not wear a bra, so the matching lingerie that accompanied the dress wasn’t really a set, it was a teeny tiny little lace G-string and it was something special, if I closed my eyes, I swear I wasn’t wearing anything at all. I gotta get me some more of these babies, but only if they come with matching bras!
“Alexis, are you ready for the dress?” Standing in next to nothing, literally, I answered.
“Yes Clarissa, come in.” She helped me into the dress.
“If you have not already realised the bra support is built into the gown, I know it plunges at the front but you should feel secure.” I did feel secure, it was extremely elegant but also daring, much more daring than anything I would have chosen for myself, I’m guessing that’s why Bryce picked it. It plunged down the front stopping half way in between the bottom of my breasts and the top of my navel, the long skirt fell in a drape with a split to my mid-thigh. The strap on my left shoulder was covered in small red leather scales that went over the shoulder and down the back following the dip, then across like a belt which in turn went around the waist. The scales then continued up around the outside of my right breast and to the right shoulder strap, then across the back of the neck connecting with the left shoulder strap. You could say the detailing looked a bit like large shiny leather sequins, it really was unique and very sophisticated, it also had an edge of sex kitten to it. I felt like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman and I dared to think of how much this dress actually cost.
“Ms Summers, you look simply beautiful, such a great choice for you. Are you happy with how it sits?”
“I am but the plunge at the front, is a bit revealing.” I really didn’t know if I could pull it off.
“We can raise it just slightly if it makes you uncomfortable but Ms Summers you are a beautiful, sexy young woman who should not be ashamed to show off a bit of skin.” A bit of skin, try a lot of skin. I understood what she was saying though.