Page 32 of Sexting His Son's Ex
“I’m Jovie. Thank you so much for getting me in here.”
“Anytime. If you need another push, let me know.”
“Am I allowed to try lingerie on?”
“Yes. We just have a rule that you have to keep your underwear on,” she smiles. “If you need a fitting room, come snag me, dear. And if you don’t mind me making a suggestion.”
“Oh, please do,” I practically groan.
She taps her lips before she saunters over to the right side of the store. “I think this would look fabulous on you. With your redhair and fair skin, this deep purple would look fantastic. What do you think?” She eyes me up and down, nodding, then spins around to finger her way through the sizes.
Sally holds up a beautiful lace teddy with flower designs embroider into the lace. The straps are wider to give support to my larger chest. The neckline is deep, cutting into a tight V that crosses into the stomach area. The back is very low cut, angling into another V that would stop just before my butt shows, covering the crease by a thread. The gown is short, probably stopping mid-thigh. There’re slits on either side that tease my hips with how high they are cut.
“Wow.” I reach out to touch the material, shocked by how soft it is between my fingers. I know it would feel weightless on. “It’s gorgeous.”
“And I have this emerald green set that I think you will adore. Follow me and then we’ll get you into a fitting room. What do you think?”
She likes to ask that a lot and I find comfort in it.
“Sounds perfect.” It’s almost like I don’t have to do any shopping at all with how comfortable she makes me feel.
“Look at this one. It isn’t the typical lingerie piece, but I adore it, and no one has bought it yet because it reminds them of bedtime, but that’s where the action happens, right? Now,” she takes the nightgown off the hanger and lifts it in the air. “It’s that deep green that will have your eyes look even redder. It’s long. It’ll probably stop at your feet, but it has a small, delicate train. There’s lace details along the sweetheart neckline and there are two slits.” She flips the gown around and the slits travel halfway over the butt to show it off. “And I think this is so unique. It’s ahalter so it ties behind your neck, and there’s this long gold chain that lies flat against your spine, traveling all the way down to the bottom with a beautiful and real, emerald.”
It's one of the most gorgeous pieces I’ve ever seen. I’m speechless. “I love it. I never imagined lingerie like this. I pictured cut out bras and hole in the bottom of my panties.”
She wiggles her brows. “We have that too.”
I toss my head back and laugh, the stress I put on myself fading.
“Perfect. Let’s go up to the fitting rooms and if you see anything else you like, snag it.”
I follow behind her and stop when I see a light pink silk robe. I’ve always wanted one. The sleeves are in a belle shape, nearly hanging down to the floor. From the thigh down, the silk changes to a tulle, becoming flowy and whimsical.
I have to have it.
Snagging my size, I follow Sally up the stairs, and she puts me in a room that’s nicer than my own apartment.
“I’ll be right outside waiting to see if you want anything else or any changes made.”
“Thank you so much. I appreciate all your help.”
“Anytime, Jovie.” That soft smile returns just as she eases the door shut.
There’s a floor to ceiling mirror in front of me and a mini chandelier hangs, providing a dim sexy light. To the left, is a small velvet bench and to the right are hooks on the wall followed by a small coffee table to place your folded clothes on.
My phone vibrates with a message. Every few seconds it goes off and when I’m naked besides my panties, I dig into my purse again to see numerous text messages from Santino.
Him: “Let me help.”
Him: “Let me take care of you.”
Him: “I want to.”
Him: “Where are you shopping? Maybe I can come by and can finally meet you.”
Him: “I’ll need to find out who you are soon. Whether you tell me or not.”
Him: “I can’t stop thinking about that video you sent me. I’ve played it a thousand times, Ms. Smith. Look what you do to me.”
