CH 12: Getting Ready

The morning light filtered softly through the curtains as Andrew let out a satisfied breath, his body still pressed against Lila’s. The heat between them lingered, the final pulses of his release fading as he remained buried deep inside her. She lay beneath him, flushed and breathless, feeling the warmth of his cum settling inside her. Neither of them spoke for a moment, just enjoying the lazy intimacy that followed.

Andrew finally pulled back slightly, gazing down at her with a smirk.

“That was nice,” he whispered, brushing a few strands of hair from her face.

Lila let out a small, contented sigh, stretching beneath him.

“Yeah ... it was.” She smiled up at him.

He chuckled softly, pressing a lingering kiss to her forehead before rolling onto his side next to her. His hand found its way to her chest, fingers tracing slow circles over the soft swell of her small breasts. She closed her eyes, relaxing into his touch, a faint hum of pleasure escaping her lips. He continued to gently caress her, his hand wandering over her curves, as if savoring the feeling of her warm skin beneath his fingertips.

“I’ve got a business get-together this afternoon,” he said casually, still caressing her. “And I want you to come with me.”

Lila blinked, glancing up at him in mild surprise.

“Really?”

“Hana and Amara will take care of everything. The will get you cleaned up and help you pick out something suitable to wear. All you have to do is look gorgeous and keep me company. You can handle that, can’t you?”

“I think I can manage.” She smiled, nudging against him playfully.

“Good.” He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her lips, his hand still resting lazily on her chest. “We’ll leave in a few hours. Until then...” His fingers slid down her body, dipping between her thighs, his fingertips stroking her sensitive slit, gently pushing his cum deeper into her pussy.

She moaned, arching her back slightly, her body responding eagerly to his touch. Her hands drifted down his body, her fingers wrapping around his semi-erect shaft, pumping slowly as she coaxed him back to full hardness.

“This time, you’re on top.” He smirked.

“Yes, sir.” Lila giggled, sitting up and straddling him, his cock pressing against her pussy.

She slowly eased him inside her, her eyes fluttering closed, the sensation of his thick length stretching her still overwhelming. She braced herself against his chest, her nails digging into his flesh, a low, breathy moan slipping from her parted lips.

As soon as he was fully sheathed inside her, Andrew grabbed her hips, guiding her movements. She started to ride him, her hips rolling forward, grinding against him. She bit her lip, stifling a whimper, her body tensing.

Lila started cumming as Hana fingered her in the bathtub. Her back arched, toes curling, thighs squeezing together around the maid’s hand. A low, desperate moan escaped her lips as her body quivered. Amara’s hands kneaded Lila’s breasts as the orgasm coursed through her, the sensation of her fingers teasing her nipples heightening her pleasure.

“Oh fuck,” Lila panted, her body sinking back into the warm, sudsy water. “I really needed that.”

“You’re welcome, miss,” Amara smiled, releasing her hold on her breasts.

“Mr. Barrington told us not to miss a single spot,” Hana grinned, easing her fingers out of Lila’s pussy, eliciting a sharp gasp from the petite girl. “So we didn’t.”

“You girls are amazing,” Lila sighed, leaning back against the tub, her body relaxed and spent.

“Thank you, miss,” Amara replied, a hint of pride in her tone.

“Now, we don’t mean to rush you, but we’re running a little behind schedule,” Hana added, a touch of urgency in her voice.

“Right.” Lila nodded, forcing herself to stand in the tub, her skin prickling from the sudden shift in temperature.

A thick towel waiting for her. Amara wrapped the fluffy fabric around her, enveloping her in a warm embrace. The two maids worked quickly, drying her off and putting the towel back on the rack, before leading her naked body back into her bedroom.

“We’ve picked out a couple options for you,” Hana explained, gesturing towards the bed. “Feel free to try them all and decide which you like best.”

“Okay.” Lila nodded, surveying the selection.

“And don’t forget,” Hana reminded her. “This is a formal event, so we want to make sure you look elegant and refined, but you know that Mr. Barrington does enjoy showing you off, so many something ... provocative.”

“I remember.” Lila laughed.

Hana and Amara exchanged a knowing look before stepping aside, allowing Lila to take in the selection spread across the bed. The dresses weren’t just elegant, they were designed to draw eyes, to make her a vision of desire. Andrew enjoyed showing her off, and each option reflected that in its own way.

Her fingers brushed over the first dress, a deep red silk that felt like liquid sin against her skin. The plunging neckline would cradle her breasts perfectly, dipping low enough to invite stares, the delicate fabric threatening to slip and expose her at any moment. The material was impossibly thin, so sheer that if she held it up to the light, she could almost see through it. It was the kind of dress that whispered temptation, leaving just enough to the imagination to make men stare and wonder what lay beneath.

Next was a black dress, wicked in design. The high slit ran dangerously up her thigh, promising glimpses of smooth skin with every step. Sheer panels ran along the sides, stretching over her curves like a second skin, offering tantalizing glimpses of bare flesh beneath. But it was the neckline that made the black dress truly sinful. The bodice plunged deep, which would barely containing her small, perky breasts, leaving them framed and vulnerable, the delicate fabric pressing just enough against her nipples to hint at their shape. The daring cut extended all the way down to her navel, her belly button would be fully exposed, a teasing focal point that drew the eye downward.

The third was a dark purple, rich and sensual, with fabric so fine it felt almost air beneath her fingertips. The neckline plunged even deeper than the red, barely structured enough to hold her small breasts in place, designed more to highlight than conceal. Delicate straps would sit uselessly on her shoulders, leaving most of her chest bare, the fabric clinging just enough to tease the curve of her nipples beneath. The bodice dipped all the way to her navel, fully exposing her bare stomach and showing the top of her bare mound. The dress was long and flowing, but two high slits ran up each side, rising past her hips to her waist. Every step would leave her entire leg exposed from ankle to hip, revealing every inch of her slender legs and smooth, creamy thighs.

Lila exhaled slowly, fingers still grazing the delicate material of the purple dress. It was stunning, undeniably seductive, but for a first time out with Andrew, it was too much. She could already picture the stares, the way the slits would part with every step, flashing her ass and her pussy with the slightest movement. She knew the straps over her breasts would slip the first time someone bumped into her, fully exposing her tits for everyone to see.

She glanced back at the red dress, running her hand over the silk again. It was beautiful, elegant even, but it wasn’t slutty enough. The fabric was too soft, too safe, lacking the sheer audacity that she knew Andrew liked. He wanted her on display, not just admired but desired. The red, though tempting, left too much to the imagination, even though it revealed almost every curve.

Her eyes returned to the black dress, taking in the way the plunging neckline that would barely restrained the curves of her chest and show off her stomach. How the sheer panels hinted at her body without fully revealing it. It was the right mix of elegant and sexy, revealing and concealing. She could already imagine the reactions, the way the men would stare, the way their eyes would linger on her exposed flesh. She knew Andrew would love seeing her in it, but more than that, she knew he’d love the fact they could only imagine what her body looked like beneath it, while he would have the honor of taking it off of her whenever he wanted.

She picked it up, holding it against her naked body.

“This one,” she said, looking to the maids for confirmation.

Hana smiled approvingly, nodding her head.

Amara walked over and handed Lila a small bundle of lace, black panties, thin and barely there, designed to sit low on her hips.

You won’t need a bra, Miss Lila” she explained, already anticipating Lila’s question. “The dress is designed with Nano-Adhesive Fabrics. Once it’s in place, it’ll stick to your skin and stay put, keeping everything exactly where it should be.”

“So, no wardrobe malfunctions?” Lila asked, a hint of amusement in her tone.

“Not unless you want one.” Hana smirked.

With that, they set to work. Lila stepped into the panties, sliding them up her hips before standing still as the two maids carefully slipped the dress over her head. The silky fabric cascaded down her body, molding against her curves like it had been painted onto her. The sheer side panels stretched perfectly over her skin, offering tantalizing glimpses of bare flesh, while the deep neckline framed her small breasts just as she’d imagined, exposed enough to show off as much as possible but held firmly in place by the invisible nano-adhesive. It remained loose and free flowing around her stomach, draping over her navel and hanging low enough to only hint at the bare mound above her pussy.

Hana adjusted the fabric over Lila’s chest, smoothing it with delicate precision while also giving her small breasts an occasional squeeze, earning a playful glare from the petite girl.

“See? No slipping, no shifting,” she said, stepping back to admire the way the material clung to Lila. “It’s like it was made for you.”

Lila glanced at her reflection, tilting her body slightly. The dress was perfect. It revealed everything it was meant to while keeping just enough hidden. Her breasts were on display, the neckline framing her small mounds like a piece of art, her navel was accentuated by the dip of the fabric, her smooth stomach fully exposed. The sheer panels teasing at what was beneath, drawing the eye to her delicate curves. The slits rode high up her thighs, revealing her slender legs with every step.

The men at the event would be staring, wanting, imagining. And Andrew? He would be watching them, knowing she was his.

“I feel like a sexy goddess,” Lila joked, running her hand over her body.

“That’s exactly the look Mr. Barrington is going for.” Hana winked.

“Just one last touch,” Amara added, picking up a small box from the nightstand. “He wanted us to put this on you.”

Opening the box, she pulled out a delicate necklace. It was a simple platinum chain with a single, tiny stone dangling from it. As Lila tilted her head, she realized the stone was shaped like a heart, and the longer she looked at it, the more she could swear it was throbbing.

“What is it?” She asked, turning her attention to the maids.

“It’s a bio-engineered nano-organism, created by Mr. Barrington’s company,” Hana explained, taking the necklace and stepping behind Lila. “Designed specifically to stimulate your clitoris and G-spot simultaneously.

“What?” Lila gasped, suddenly feeling the necklace clasp around her neck.

“Mr. Barrington will have a remote to control it,” Amara continued, her voice calm and steady. “He can use it to stimulate you, make you cum, or keep you on edge for as long as he wants.”

“It also has a nano-adhesive coating,” Hana said, running her fingers along the chain. “It won’t come off until Mr. Barrington removes it.”

Lila stared at herself in the mirror, her fingers brushing against the stone, feeling it pulsate ever so slightly against her neck. The idea of the necklace was both exciting and terrifying. On one hand, she loved the thought of being made to cum, forced to orgasm while surrounded by people, but on the other hand, it was a level of control she had never given up before, not to mention the fact she would have no idea when Andrew would activate the necklace.

“It is completely optional,” Andrew said, as he pushed open the doors and entered her room, looking dashingly handsome in his suit.

Lila turned toward him, her eyes flickering with surprise and anticipation. Andrew’s gaze traveled over her slowly, taking in every inch of her in the dress he had chosen for her. His expression was unreadable for a moment, but then his lips curved into a smirk, and she knew she had made the right choice.

“You look breathtaking,” he said, his voice smooth, confident.

He stepped closer, reaching out to brush his fingertips along the bare skin of her stomach, moving up towards her breasts, a light, barely-there caress that sent a shiver of excitement through her.

“Thank you,” she whispered, her breath catching in her throat.

“Exactly how I imagined you—elegant, seductive, irresistible.” He paused, his hand resting against the side of her face, thumb stroking her cheek. “And yet still so innocent, so pure.”