After towel drying her body and hair, Scarlett stood naked in front of the bathroom mirror. She certainly hadn’t lost any weight over Christmas. If anything, she’d put on a couple pounds but she was happy with her body and not because she had gone down from a size sixteen to a fourteen to please Robert in preparation for the engagement ring he dangled in front of her nose like a carrot for a rabbit. Davis had brought Scarlett back to her senses. At a time when she felt thrown away, he had not only been attracted to her, he had gone out of his way to pursue her. He’d brought her cookies, taken her for a romantic sleigh ride in the mountains and made love to her as if she was the most beautiful woman in the world.
She squirted some of her best department store body lotion into her palm, before beginning the careful process of ensuring her skin was soft and smooth. She started with her neck, shoulders, arms and elbows, rubbing in the emollient substance and its light, cherry-blossom scent over her flesh. While closing her eyes, she imagined it was Davis’s hands as they slid over her breasts. Her fingers molded the ample lobes while the tips of her middle fingers rubbed lotion into her hardening pink peaks. A jolt of excitement resonated in her freshly groomed pussy, making her eyelids pop open as a moan slipped from her lips.
The view of her own erotic expression knocked her for a loop, and she laughed at herself. Girl, you got to stop this fantasy shit and get ready for the real thing! Grabbing the lotion, she squirted another dollop into her palm, plopped down on the side of the tub and bent over to lotion her feet and work her way up her legs. She stood as she rubbed more lotion over her abdomen and then finished the process by rubbing down her ass, lifting her cheeks to pay attention to the area where her large globes cover her thighs.
“There,” she mumbled to herself while nervously trying to decide on her next step. “Ah… Lingerie!” When she’d run off to the mountains, she hadn’t expected to get laid and hadn’t packed any special underwear, just the everyday stuff. Now she’d pull out the big guns. Shortly before she caught Robert cheating, Scarlett had purchased a gorgeous, blush-colored satin corset. She stepped out of the bathroom and strolled across her bedroom’s light-gray carpet before opening her dresser. She retrieved the long-length, steel boned garment, holding it up to get a lock on how to get it around her assets. The lace-up back was mostly for show but would allow her to adjust the size a little if needed. After wrapping the corset around her fleshy midsection, Scarlett fussed with the hook-n-eye closures that fastened along the side until her breasts were boosted to perfection and her waist was perfectly cinched. Surprisingly, the get-up wasn’t too uncomfortable so perhaps the sticker shock she’d experienced when purchasing from a retailer specializing in fashions for big girls was well worth the extra cash.
She took a look at her reflection in the dresser’s mirror. Damn! I should wear this thing every day! Scarlett ran her hands down over the stretch-lace overlay trimming around the breasts and cupped the sides, giving them a gentle push together as she vamped it up, blowing a kiss at the mirror before rolling her eyes at her own idiotic behavior. She ran her hands down the sides of her waist until they rested on her hips. While staring at her reflection, she wondered if she should put on some panties or just slip on some nude-colored, thigh-high stockings and attach them to the corset’s garters, leaving her bottom and pussy free.
Grinning mischievously, she removed the stockings from the drawer and sat down on the edge of her bed. The extra time she took to slather her body with lotion was already paying off, allowing her to get into the hosiery with easy. Once she had snapped the garters in place, Scarlett stood and moved back in front of the mirror, backing up until she could see the tiny tuff of sandy-blonde pubic hair underneath the corset’s generous lower-abdomen support. Turning so her back faced the mirror, she gazed over her shoulder to get a good look at her rear end. She scrunched up her nose. That is one great big bubble butt! Not that it would look much different if I wore a thong.
Something about the idea of the cool air hitting her ass and pussy made Scarlett quiver. Did she dare? What would Davis think? Oh hell, she’d fucked him the first day they met so if he was hung up on double standards, she wouldn’t be getting ready for this New Year’s date. Fuck it…what am I worried about? Giving Davis the “right” idea? Scarlett laughed and covered her face as she noted the warm blush covering her cheeks in her reflection. Shit! I’ve got it soooo bad!
She walked over to her closet before opening the door and rummaging around until she found her dress. Scarlett unzipped the teal green, Hepburn-inspired dress and removed it from the hanger before stepping into it. While pulling it up, she slipped her arms through the sleeveless armholes and reached around for the zipper. It took some maneuvering but eventually, she managed to get her clothes fasten up. The dress’s purple butterfly pattern, high neckline, and over-the-knee, flared skirt gave her an air
