Spring Fires by Spring Fires

Author:Spring Fires [SR-21] (v1.0) (mobi)
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: 0
Published: 2012-11-28T01:33:01.492000+00:00

That evening, standing in front of her closet dressed in a lacy bra and bikini panties, Stacy's hand hovered over her selection of dresses, but then, defiantly, she grabbed a soft jersey jumpsuit and closed the door on her other choices. Quickly slipping into the outfit, she fastened the long row of gilt buttons up the front and at the cuffs of the full sleeves before she lost her courage.

Drew won't think this unfeminine, she noted mentally as she inspected the reflection in her full-length mirror. The narrow gold mesh belt emphasized her narrow waist, and the supple cinnamon fabric molded her full breasts and trim hips. Then she brushed her hair around her shoulders and fastened several gold chains which draped over the skin between the lapels.

She began to raise her hands to do up one more button, but she was distracted by the chiming of the doorbell. She picked up her skimpy little shoulder bag and slid the cord up over her arm and, thrusting any doubts aside, walked swiftly to the front hallway.

Slightly flushed, she flung open the heavy door and faced Drew, unable to speak over the thudding of her heart.

"Hello, Stacy." His eyes raked over her slowly from head to foot before he quirked an eyebrow. "Has your father seen you in that?"

Stunned by his uninhibited perusal and now his comment, Stacy struggled for an answer. Gathering her wits, she straightened her shoulders and lifted her chin. "No. Daddy is out for the evening—but he's never criticized my taste."

"He should when he sees you in that."

She tossed her head, causing the fabric to strain across her breasts. "It's very comfortable."

"I'm sure it is," he said impudently, eyeing the deep cleavage. "Ready?"

"Certainly."

When they were settled in the car, Stacy twisted to face him. "Where are we going?" Her stomach was starting to protest its empty state, and she hoped that they would not be driving far.

"I thought a home-cooked meal would be nice… I've been eating out too much lately." His eyes flickered down at her. "So we're going to my place."

"Oh, really?" she said with as much aplomb as she could muster. She had not reckoned on this!

"Yes. I need to know if my future wife is as skilled in the kitchen as she assured me she was." She did not detect his mischievous gleam.

"That's hardly relevant under the circumstances."

"You never know… If you can cook as well as you look, I might not be able to resist."

"I'm sure many girls could fill both those requirements."

"Not as well as you." As they were stopped at a traffic light, his smoky eyes intimately roamed down her curves.

Grateful for the dim light which concealed her burning cheeks, Stacy broke away from his smoldering gaze and, looking out the windshield, prosaically pointed out, "The light has changed."

"Thanks." He shifted gears, his sinewy forearm brushing her thigh. She edged slightly closer to the door to conceal her quivering response to his fleeting contact.

By his husky chuckle she realized that her maneuver had not gone unnoticed.

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