I could feel my breath coming short as my heart pounded harder and harder.Somewhereinside a little voice was screaming thatIhad to stop—that this waswrong.
ButIdidn’twantto stop, damn it!Noman had ever looked at me the wayKorwas—Ididn’t want it to end.
“I…IthinkIhave one or two more to try on,”Isaid, looking in his eyes.“Doyou want to see them?”
“Yes, of course.”Hisdeep voice sounded slightly ragged.“Keepgoing—try them all on.”
“Okay.”
I stepped away from him reluctantly and went back to the boxes on the counter.Ireached in and pulled out whatIthought would be another sundress…only to be surprised by a garmentIhadn’t ordered at all.
“Oh my—what’s this?”Iasked aloud asIopened the bundle of fabric and saw a collection of skinny strings and small patches.
“Looks like a bikini,”Korsaid hoarsely.“Asmallbikini.”
“I didn’t order this,”Iprotested, still turning it over in my hands.Hewas right—it was pretty small—probably not even my size.Therewas a tag attached to it, with some printing on the back.Iflipped it over and read aloud, “Weappreciate your business.Pleaseenjoy this complimentary swimsuit from our newSensual-swim line.”
“Wow—they gave you a freebie,”Korremarked.“Nice.Nowyou have something to wear when we go swimming tonight—the pool should be ready by then.”
“Oh,Idon’t thinkIcould wear something like this,”Iprotested, feeling my face get hot with a blush.
“Why not?”Hiseyes were still heavy-lidded as he looked me up and down.“Youcertainly have the body for it.”
“You really think so?”Iasked uncertainly.
He shrugged.
“Only one way to find out for sure—try it on.”
I nibbled my lower lip.ShouldIreally go this far?Thebikini was so small it would fit in one hand ifIballed it up and the white fabric looked really thin.Iwould be practically bare ifIput it on.
Which was exactly whyIwanted to wear it.
“All right,”Isaid at last.“Stayhere—I’llbe right back.”
“Hey,I’myour captive audience.”Heheld up both hands.“I’mnot going anywhere.”
“Good.”Inodded and hurried back to the bathroom, the tiny bikini clutched in my hands.
But whenIgot back to the bathroom,Inearly lost my nerve.Ihad to take off my panties, of course, and the bikini was so small it barely covered me.Thelittle white triangles at the top were wide enough to cover my nipples and part of my breasts, but the generous under-curves and the side curves and of course, my cleavage, were all bare.
That was nothing compared to the bottom, though.Thelittle white triangle was just barely big enough to cover my mound—Iwas gladIkept my curls neatly trimmed or they would have escaped from the sides and top.Asfor the back—it was nothing but a string that ran up the back of my behind.
“It’s a thong,”Imurmured, looking down at myself in scandalized awe.Ihad seen such things on theInternet, but never dreamedIwould wear anything like it myself.Ifelt half naked and asIlooked in the mirror andIhad to admitIlookedhalf naked, too.
The white fabric was thin—really thin.Youcould almost see the dark circles of my areolas and nipples through it.Anddown below, the fabric dimpled inward, outlining the slit of my pussy.
I bit my lip and hastily rearranged it, smoothing the tiny bottom triangle and then looking at myself from all angles.Iwas too curvy to be considered conventionally beautiful, but that didn’t seem to botherKorat all.Infact, he seemed to really like my body.
MaybeIshould have taken off the bikini and put back on the boring black dressI’dworn to town.Infact,IknowIshould have.Butthe feeling of him looking at me and liking what he saw was too addictive—Iwanted more.Afteryears of being toldIwas ugly and undesirable, feeling pretty and hot was exactly whatIcraved.
Ignoring the warning signs that were flashing in my brain,Iwent back to the kitchen, wearing only the tiny white bikini.
NINETEEN
KOR
I couldn’t fucking believe it when she came back to the kitchen that third time.Herbeautiful body was completely on display.
