Atticus Underwear Novels & Stories

“Fine. Have a fun workout.” “Thanks, mom!” I wave at her before running out of the door. Since I got held up talking to my mother, I am running a bit late to our appointed meeting time that I had to jog a bit to the park. When I got there, Atticus is already sitting on one of the park benches while looking intently at his phone. He is wearing a blue-fit shirt that highlighted his arm muscles and his usual black jogging pants. His blonde is starting to get long and curling over his eyes, is pushed back by a headband, which shows his silver-blue eyes.

Thanks to my irresistible charms that the lady guard still allowed me to get inside the mall despite its closing hours. I quickly searched for the ladies’ wear boutique and when I found one, I roamed inside and asked the sales lady to give me five branded undies. I doubted Drey’s size at first but I just told her to give me those who would fit someone with close to 36-24-34 vital statistics. She happily assisted me with a bunch of branded undies with assorted styles and hues, but I just chose those with dark colors. I even asked if those were already washed and ready to wear because I cared for Drey so much that I didn’t want her to attain any infection by using those.

I put on my underwear there, then looked at it strangely because of its unusual style. "So this is Atlas's taste?" I asked the mirror that showed me in a pair of panties resembling a beach bikini and a lace bra. "What's with the underwear he chose?" I straightened the bra that strangely fit my chest. Did he estimate the size because his hands memorised my chest size? I quickly shook my head and wore a black dress with a red gradient at the bottom. The dress has a cut that shapes my body with a sultry-like material. On the top, the dress hung in a spaghetti strap fashion while behind my back, it was almost more than half exposed. On my legs, the side cut of the dress defended high enough to g

I don't want to interfere with other people's lives-- I stopped walking and held my hand. "No, don't interfere, Althea," I said myself. But I found myself going back there and slowly entering the men's bathroom. I saw five men who seemed to be looking at something. They're laughing, looks like they're up into something inside there. "What are you waiting for? Christmas or new year?" "Hey, Rebecca? Do you want me to rip that huh? Rebecca? I approached them, grabbed the two men by the shoulders, and shook them so that I could pass. I saw this woman leaning against the wall, I noticed that all the buttons on her uniform were open. I can see her red bra and her hair is very messy.

said Charisa finally, she do not bear to see Anna’s disappointed face. "Ahh Charisa, let's come here ... I forgot to buy something.” Anna directly dragged Charisa’s arm, she asked the girl into a department store. It sold many underwear. Charisa glared as she looked at all the merchandises displayed on the department store window. Underwear in various forms, Male and Female underwear, until underwear was from lacy material until a lingerie looked so sexy.

“Come with me. Our Pink collection has more cute and fun underwear, now our Victoria collection is sexy.” We walked back passed the registers and into another room that looked more adult, which instantly made me feel out of place. She bent down and started sorting through the underwear, pulling out one after the other. “Try these on. Leave the hygiene sticker in, and I suggest keeping your underwear on for safety.” I swallowed once I stood in the dressing room in my worn white bra and Wednesday undies. Sadly, it was Wednesday and I realized I was that girl. The nerd that not only wore them, but also matched the days.

I know his chiseled body would be enough to keep me warm at night, not to mention how much I long to be tangled in the sheets with his broad arms embracing me. When he puts me down I pass the walk-in closet with all the brand's clothes it is equipped with. It’s so well organized too, one side is for my use and the other one is for Atticus attire and stuff. There is a three piece mirror and a chair on a corner, shelves for the shoes and purses and drawers for our underwear and other small accessories and in the middle of the room there is an island made out of marble with a glass on the top to display its content. Is breathtaking, I’ve had big closets before but this one looks more like the

Cleo said, holding one up to show her. “Um why is there no back?” Emma said as she examined the underwear for herself. “It’s to show off your ass!” Cleo winked and posed like one of the models in the banner at the front of the store, making all 3 of us giggle like children. “But I have no one to wear this kind of stuff for,” Emma frowned. “Besides, I doubt Elliott would want to spend his money on sexy underwear for his mate’s friend.”

I stared at the gray undergarment, studying the yellow Batman symbol on it. My mind was bouncing around one thought: Jace Storme liked my underwear. Or at least he'd said. My mind was dancing happily—Jace Storme had liked my underwear!—but my heart was telling me that he was just joking. Nobody, especially not Jace Storme, could like anything I owned. I was a nobody. He was a somebody. No, he was Jace Storme.

Phoenix told her they were just going out for lunch, so Atticus was completely taken aback when he brought her to the mall instead. After their meal, he began shopping for her, buying clothes, shoes, and accessories. Despite her repeated protests, she couldn’t stop him. He knew her body measurements so well as if he’d memorized them by heart. Every time she asked how he knew, he only responded with a mysterious smile. Because of their shopping spree, they ended up spending half the afternoon at the mall. They didn’t return to his office; instead, they headed straight back to the penthouse.