“But what?” Dan said slowly.
“Remember that little black dress you liked?” Jenn replied.
“Yes?”
With a wicked grin, Jenn noticed a mirror in the hallway. Striking as sultry a pose as she could, she snapped off pic with her phone and sent it.
“Wow.” His response was breathless.
“I thought you’d get a kick out of that,” Jenn teased, thrilled that his response was everything she’d wanted. She didn’t, however, expect what came next… though in retrospect, she knew she probably should have.
“Are you wearing panties?” Dan asked.
“Yes… perv,” Jenn replied, with a nervous laugh. Admittedly, the little black thong she had on under the dress wasn’t much, but it was there.
“Take ’em off,” Dan said.
“No,” Jenn gasped, shocked.
“Take your panties off,” Dan insisted.
“No,” Jenn replied breathlessly. “You know how short this dress is.”
“Off. Right now.”
“Right… Dan, I’m in a hallway. I can’t.” Jenn laughed shakily. In fact, she’d reached the elevators at the end of the hall. Sure, it was empty now but someone could arrive at any moment. She could see herself reflected in the mirrored surface of the elevators doors, sexy in a slinky dress.
Dan said nothing. He was just waiting, she knew, daring her to do it, to step the game up one more notch. The little low-down flutter had become a full, rolling wave… a sultry, hot, wet wave.
Before she could lose her nerve, she reached up under the little dress and quickly pulled off her thong. Glancing at her reflection, she saw that, in the process, the perilously short hemline of her dress had been pushed from slutty to indecent. Flush with excitement, she pulled her dress up to allow an unobstructed peek at her pussy, snapped a quick pic of her reflection and sent it to Dan.
“Beautiful,” Dan panted over the phone.
“I’ll call you later, perv.” Jenn’s voice was husky to her own ears as she hung up.
A second later the elevator dinged and the doors open.
Jenn stood frozen, feeling sudden empathy for the proverbial deer caught in headlights. Despite her desperate desire to squeak and pull her dress down, she didn’t move.
Two men, plainly attendees at the same conference, stepped from the elevator, glancing at her with polite smiles. Both men froze suddenly. She saw their eyes widen as they took her in, her slinky black dress, her heaving cleavage, her hiked up skirt and the neatly trimmed landing strip of her naked pussy.
Red-faced, one of the men looked quickly away and walked on past. The other man hesitated for a moment, drinking in the sight of her. Under his hot gaze, Jenn felt a surge of unmistakable desire. She made no move to cover herself. She didn’t want to.
“Good evening,” the man said with a grin and then walked past her.
Breathing heavily, Jenn stepped into the elevator and pushed the button for the lobby. It wasn’t until she noticed her reflection the door again that she finally moved to fix her dress.
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Like what U C perv? Jenn’s heart was racing as she fired off the text message to Dan, thinking about the picture she’d just sent.