Blushing, Lucy skittered to the front of thestore.
Joining Sophie on the pedestal, Asherapproached and stood almost close enough to feel the smooth silk ofher dress. “You embarrassed her,” he admonished with a teasing liltin his voice, his eyebrow raised in challenge.
Rolling her eyes with a goofy grin, Sophieteased him back. “You embarrassed her more. Besides, I think shehas a crush on you. Your tailoring was quite meticulous.”
Shuffling in her homely steps, Lucy hurriedback as fast as she could muster. Out of breath, she shot Asher aglare until he moved off the pedestal. Holding up a strapless,well-padded pushup bra, she handed it to Sophie. “Try this.”
She unzipped the back of her dress and loopedthe bra through her top, just managing to keep covered. Lucy triedto hide her blush this time but failed miserably.
“That looks awfully difficult to secure. I’mgood with my hands; I can help,” Asher offered quite magnanimously.Poor Lucy’s cheeks turned a fiery red.
Working a few contortions, Sophie finallymanaged to secure the bra herself. Pulling and tucking, she figuredit out better than he had his tie. Zipping up the dress, she turnedto show off her new look. Breasts fully on display now, like abusty barmaid from the good old days, she flashed Asher acome-hither wink.
Voice downright shrill now, Lucy backed away.“That bra works much better with the dress. You’re all set then.I’m going to take a lunch break. I’ll have my grandmother notify mewhen that other groomsman arrives.”
Watching the mousy little thing run out ofthe fitting area, Sophie stifled her laugh. “I’m told she’s anexcellent seamstress. Don’t scare her away.”
“Hey, you’re the one that winked at me withthose spectacular breasts on display.” Lucy actually was prettyunder all the shyness with her big, expressive chocolate eyes; shejust didn’t quite seem to have a comfort with people.
With a final show-off turn on the pedestal,Sophie stepped down to go change. Without waiting for permission,Asher followed her into the dressing room, closing the door behindthem.
Facing away from him, Sophie pulled her hairup and out of the way. “Mind getting my zipper for me?”
Leaning against the door, he folded his armsacross his chest. “I liked watching you do it better.”
“If you’re not going to be helpful, then getout.” She sounded like she wanted to be serious, but her heart justwasn’t in it.
“Fine. If you insist.” Stepping up close,Asher gently pressed his body against her backside. Painstakinglyslowly, he lowered the zipper, grazing his hand along her skin ashe went. Lowering each thin strap separately, he kissed hershoulders in turn. “Happy birthday,” he whispered against herskin.
The silky dress slid down and drapeddelicately at her feet. Reaching around, he ran his hand along thetops of her breasts, still extraordinarily ample in the pushup bra.Slipping his hand into the bra, he teased her tight bud. Sophie letout a soft whimper before she caught herself and quieted.
With a quick flick of his wrist, Asher hadthe bra off and flipped it across the room in a flash. Breastsfree, standing in nothing but strappy heels and a whisper of a pinksatin thong, Asher watched her reflection in the mirror. Caressing,grazing his hand along the side of her breasts, then grasping herperfectly shaped breasts with both hands from behind, he watched asher head tilted back in erotic response.
“Open your eyes,” he whispered in her ear.“You are so beautiful.” Sliding his hand into her thin panties, herubbed her center.
Her skin heated against him. Listening to herbreaths coming quicker, he increased his pace and firmly circled,driving her wild until she panted faster and faster as her climaxapproached.
Loving how he could make her feel, he brokecontact for the briefest of moments, turned and backed her againstthe wall. “Keep watching,” he insisted.
“Hurry.”
Not a sound from outside the dressing room,he continued his exploration. Dammit, he should have waited untilthey were at home, where he could draw this out. When he couldtruly let her know how beautiful she was.
Slipping the scrap of satin she wore out ofhis way, he dropped to his knees in front of her. As she stoodthere wearing nothing but stiletto heels, he about came at thesight. Warm velvet against her slick petals, he ran his tongueacross her core. She moaned before remembering where they were andbit her tongue.
Spreading her legs apart at his silenturging, she held his head for support, and pulled his mouth againsther in desperate need. Flicking, vibrating, sucking, he drove herrapidly into overwhelming, triumphant orgasm.
The sensation coming so quickly, sheshuddered and clung to him before she collapsed. Pleased withhimself, Asher kissed her inner thigh before pulling away.
Catching her breath, Sophie suddenlyremembered where they were, blinked away the moment and abruptlysearched for her underwear. Asher grabbed it off the floor andreturned it reluctantly. Fuck, she’d tasted so good.
It had taken every last scrap of willpower tonot beg for more. “I don't think that counts as sex, right?”
Sophie laughed as she pulled on her jeans,“I’m really not sure that’s true, but let's not argue semantics andjust go with it.”
“Thank god. Me too.”
Sophie fastened her pants and slipped on hershoes, but looked frantically for her own bra.
