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“Please, you look just as hot and you have the boobs to make it look even sexier.” I nod toward her cleavage that’s already spilling out of the top of her dress. She leans over, pushing her breasts up a little more.
“You gotta give the people what they want.” She smiles. “I’m just finishing up my lips. Give me two minutes, then we can head out.”
I wait for her to head back into the bathroom before snapping another photo in the floor-length mirror in my bedroom. I jut one hip slightly forward, my leg extended so it looks a mile long while I give my best pouty face. I feel ridiculous. Before I can talk myself out of it, I send it to Cyrus.
Cyrus: Fuck. How do you even wear panties under that thing?
Me: Gotta run!
I giggle as I toss my phone into my clutch just as Serenity exits the bathroom.
“Let’s go party!” We head downstairs to our waiting Uber and off to dinner.
I have no idea how many hours have passed since dinner, but I’m having the time of my life. Serenity gives me her best model walk across the dance floor, a martini in each hand as she reaches our high-top table.
“I thought my feet would be killing me by now, but I don’t feel anything,” I shout in her ear over the music.
“Thanks to all these drinks.” She laughs, handing me another as we clink our glasses together.
We dance, we laugh so hard I’m afraid I might pee, then drink and dance some more. This is exactly the kind of night I needed.
“What time is it even?” I ask Serenity as I reach into my clutch for my phone.
“Who cares?” She laughs, dancing in her seat.
I notice there are two messages from Cyrus. I completely forgot that I had left him hanging again earlier.
Cyrus: You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.
I look at the previous text to remember what he’s referring to. The question about how I even fit panties under my dress.
Cyrus: If you think that last spanking hurt, it will feel like a massage compared to what’s coming next.
My stomach coils with excitement. “I have to go to the restroom.”
Serenity looks over her shoulder to where they are, then back at our fresh drinks. “You go. I’ll stay here to watch our drinks.”
I slide off the stool and walk back to where there’s surprisingly no line. I step into the restroom and look under the two stalls. I’m all alone. I reach over quickly and lock the door. Then I stand in front of the mirror, backing up so that you can almost see my full body. I hold the camera up higher, sliding my dress up over my hips to reveal my sheer red thong and snap a picture, sending it back to him. He responds immediately.
Cyrus: I bet you taste like a fucking dream right now. Matching bra?
Me: No… no bra.
Cyrus: Prove it.
I slide the straps of my dress to the sides of my shoulders, my bare breasts pressed together as I snap another picture and send it.
Cyrus: Perfect. All they’re missing is my cum on them.
Tingles shoot through me at the thought.
Cyrus: Thanks for the pictures. Be safe and get home soon. Hope you’ve had fun.
I’m not ready to end the conversation.
Me: What are you doing for the rest of the night?
Cyrus: I’m going to use your pictures, then take my tired ass to bed.
