Violet Ends by Jisa Dean

Author:Jisa Dean [Dean, Jisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HP
Published: 2019-10-08T04:00:00+00:00

Ten

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I pull at the top of the dress I wore. I still can't believe I put something so tight on. I should have never asked for Zander's opinion on what I should wear but it's not like I spend my nights going around to the club scenes in America so I have no idea what to go with. Zander told me the club we are going to tonight is on the light side of kink. One of the main reasons I am wearing a dress instead of pants.

Even if the dress is hella tight, it still looks cute. It isn't too short, in fact, I would be considered overdressed at the college I teach at because the skirt goes down a little past my knees. The top is what keeps giving me issues. It has a simple scoop neck with a little split right in the middle that lies perfectly in between my breasts but every time I move I worry I might fall out of it. I'm more on the well endowed, sturdy farm stock side of feminine as opposed to the waifish, model type that seems to be heading into the club.

I did not expect people standing outside taking pictures of people going into the club. It gives me a moment of pause. I've kept myself mostly in the shadows for so long that being in the light feels wrong. Zander doesn't live by the same feelings of right or wrong though. He takes me by the hand and pulls me from the car he hired to drive us to the club.

"Relax, Cherry. This club is very popular with young musicians and movie stars in the area. That's the reason their taking pictures. Smile and show them all you are the most beautiful thing to ever walk into their club."

His words work to make me smile, even if it's only a tiny one.

Once inside and past all the flashing lights, I find myself moving closer to Zander. There are a lot of people in this club and I've never done well in a crowd, even before the incident. He steers us to a table and orders drinks for both of us.

"Now what?" To be perfectly honest, I am not sure how I'm going to get off this stool in this dress. Going up seemed fine but now that I'm up here I realize just how tight this fucking skirt really is.

"Now we wait for him to contact us. We're both here in the same area and both of us want to meet. One of us will eventually go looking for the other one. Stop acting so nervous." He takes my stool and pulls me closer.

I tell him of my dress dilemma once I'm close enough to whisper in his ear but he doesn't see it as the problem I do. The bastard laughs. Easy for him to laugh it off, he's in a dark dress shirt with the top unbuttoned and black dress slacks. He can move all over the place and not be restricted.

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