Clueless Amber Outfits Novels & Stories

*Amber* "Is everything ready in the dressing rooms ?" Amber was looking at her assistant Anna. Anna, who was a young girl with short spiky black hair and a lot of piercings, nodded vigorously. "Yep, everything is exactly as ordered". "Good, I don't want any trouble tonight, Sam can be quite temperamental". Amber said. She, if anyone, knew that rock stars weren't always easy to work with, and Sam Quincy who was performing tonight was especially troublesome.

A red sports car came to a stop in front of a club in the middle of the night. Amber stepped out of it dressed in a skin-tight black dress, showing off her curves. Her bejeweled heels glinted in the light, giving her a striking appearance overall. "He's still inside, Ms. Altman. I've been keeping watch all this while." A lackey walked over to Amber from a dark corner. Amber tied her hair into a bun before decorating it with a silver hair stick studded with a ruby. Her beauty left the lackeys around her in awe.

“Another girl walks in and my mouth nearly hits the floor. Has she got the right bloody job? She looks like she belongs in the Escape Lounge with long, dark, straightened hair and a full face of makeup, complete with bright red lipstick. A tight black skirt and a white button up blouse hug her in all the right places. She’s got really good tits, too, and she’s wearing high patent stilettos and sheer black stockings. “Hi, I’m Amber.” She smiles. Oh, she smells good. “Hi, Amber.” I smile and feel the blood drain from my face as I shake her hand. I look down at my sensible mom attire. I’m wearing black pants, flat leather shoes, and a light blue, button up blouse that hangs loose. Shit… why did

She’s touchy. Seeing her hesitation, Amanda continued, “I have a coat. I could lend it to you. As for lingerie, that would be on you, pretty. Don’t tell me you don’t have a sexy pair? Every grown-up girl keeps a set, preferably in red.” They both turned to look at the video again.

I say, following her into her room. Our styles in clothes differ a lot. I like more comfortable and less revealing clothes, while Amber could care less if the whole world saw her naked. I didn’t have anything to wear for the club tonight. Amber told me she got something for me when she went shopping recently. I can’t wait to get my paycheck. I know I’ll have to pay off some of my bills before I restock my tiny closet. “No, it’s not here,” she jokes, handing me a shopping bag. I take the bag from her hand and remove a gorgeous dress. It’s a light green spaghetti strap style.

Even though Amber was happy that heavens had been merciful enough to give her a chance more, she still felt sad about the slave's death. "I really hope your soul finds peace" Amber said solemnly. She stood up from the bed but her movement halted as her eyes suddenly caught something. Wasn't she supposed to be a slave, why is her dress so elegant! She saw a huge mirror at one corner of the room and walked towards it. She was momentarily stunned as she saw her reflection.

141. BIRTHDAY DAY.... "Absolutely stunning," Melissa breathed as she looked at Amber, who stood before the mirror dressed in a mesmerizing black off shoulder dress. The dress stopped a little above her knee with sparkling diamonds adorning it, giving Amber this sophisticated and hot vibes. Amber's long, midnight black hair cascaded down her shoulders in gentle waves, framing her face and highlighting her delicate features. The black heels she wore added to her already impressive height, making her seem even more statuesque.

I giggled at her silly expression and went to change into practice friendly attire, snatching up my coffee and doughnut as I did. By the time the first few patrons had arrived, we were pretty sure we would nail the sequences and so we went to shower and dress, Amy turning into Amber as she slipped into her red leather bodysuit which exposed more than it covered, while I opted for a comfortable black lace set with little crystals which somewhat resembled my belly ring. Clipping a single pink hair extension into place and checking my makeup for the last time, I left the dressing room to help out in whatever way I could.

The salon itself was locked, which meant Ruby had already gone home. Amber's eyes slowly traveled over my dress. Then she burst out laughing. I was wearing a long dress and a pair of sandals. What was so funny about that? "Seriously?" Amber said between laughs. "You're wearing this to a party? Are you going to a church program or something?" "It's not funny?" Manon said, shooting her a warning look. "What?" Amber laughed again, switching to French as she continued talking. Then she looked at me once more and exploded into another round of laughter.

Having went away to college, she had stayed near school the last couple of years to work - only occasionally making it home in the summer to visit. Unlike the many summers of her youth, when she was Tom's cute little mischievous daughter running around the yard at the barbeque, now she was a beautiful young woman, and for some of the men from her father's station, she would be quite the surprising sight... Amber came out of her parents' house and into the blazing sun the drenched the huge back yard. Music, laughter, and the smell of hot dogs filled the air as she walked through the patio doors. She wore a tight white sleeveless linen blouse that buttoned down the front and stopped just above