My Girlfriend's Wardrobe Novels & Stories

"Well, I'm going out on a picnic with my boyfriend, Seth. So nothing too exquisite and nothing too dull either. I want it to be just right." "Okay then, madam. May I see the dressing you've picked out?" "Well I really couldn't decide yet. I was hoping once I got the shoes I'd have the clothes." I saw a pink flower patterned, short sleeve top, a pair of knee length shorts and two light dresses. They were all beautiful clothes I had to admit. But then, something caught my eye. In her open wardrobe, there was a thigh high denim skirt that looked so perfect with the flower top.

"I want you to meet my family because you're important to me." "Great, I'll straighten my hair. Now what about the wardrobe?" "What's wrong with the way you dress?" He demanded. "It turns me on." "Yeah but that's not the goal, Windsor. I don't feel right wearing clothes Grayson bought me. And sure, I like the way I dress too. Mini skirts and thigh high boots are a way of life. But they don't exactly scream 'Spring Break with your boyfriend's bougie family.'" Lee grinned. "Boyfriend?"

Her dress features a front tie with a plunging neckline and a cute cut-out with dainty ruffle sleeves, which I really wanted to untie right this second. "Look me in the eyes, Elliot, and stop checking me out." Did she really think I wouldn't check her out? She is insane if she even thinks that way. My girlfriend is absolutely on fire. Anything she wears just fits her perfectly. "Answer my question, babe? Do you think this is the right outfit and look for me today?" I took a step closer to her and tried to give her a bear hug, but she quickly stepped back from me, making me frown. "Sweetheart, just what is the fuss about all of this?" I bring it into question. "You look absolutely perfect and

My gaze averts to the person seated opposite to me leaving the corner seat empty, she looks around as she runs her hand through her short black hair, my vision follows her actions when she removes her black leather jacket revealing the plain white t shirt. Her dressing sense always seem off. “I can't believe that my girlfriend dresses like this,” I snarl letting out a loud dramatic sigh, leaning behind I rest my shoulder on the chair head, my gaze moves down and up again at her. She furrows her brows and looks at me for a while “Do you expect a mini skirt and sleeveless blouse,” she arches a brow perfectly. Moving forward I place my arms on the table and lean forward with interest “I just im

Cassius’s strange spare room not only has a crib in it, but also a full wardrobe of spare clothes. There are a few women’s clothes mingled in, and I feel a little guilty when I pull out a spare T-shirt and pajama shorts to wear. But it’s either this or put my work dress back on to deal with babies, and frankly, this seems like the lesser of two evils. I’m Cassius’s girlfriend won’t mind me borrowing this shirt as long as I wash it after. It looks pretty worn-out.

"Just be you! Maybe he will be interested in people who have a positive energy like you?" "Definitely no!" "Why not? A man with a few words like him perfectly for a girl like you!" Dove believed a man who is cool as a cucumber would go crazy for a naughty girl. Clara has this mysterious charm that makes any man fall in love. She's humorous and shines like a star. The difference between them is a key to making them into each other. "May I try to be a shy girl?" Clara said. Clara wanted to act like an innocent girl. She wanted to swear pink and have thick glasses. Maybe she chose a "nerdy" look. She is girl shy outside, and a good bed is the best.

We are getting to know each other, our likes and dislikes over the weekends. Today is a Thursday but I don't have much work. Next week, my fashion show is going to happen and I just wish it happens smoothly. Lying on my bed and missing his touch, I realized that my wardrobe has drastically changed over a month. Earlier one could find the usual business suits and modest clothes but now I have a wonderful collection of myriads of sexy lingerie and other skimpy clothes in a variety of colors and types. I, at times, wonder if it's my wardrobe only.

I sat frustrated in front of my wardrobe. I've never really bothered about this before, but when I got a boyfriend, my head started to hurt choosing which clothes to wear to meet Roy. Well, I don't own any dresses or pretty girly clothes. My wardrobe is dominated by jeans and T-shirts. This doesn't look appropriate for dating. I took my wallet and rushed out of the room. This seems like a good time to use the credit card my dad gave me. *** And here I am, right in front of a boutique in the mall nearest to my house.

But, if we have to leave the pack, so be it . Pulling my dress out of the wardrobe, I heard a knock on the door. "Come in". Kodessa sheepishly entered the room. "Hi Gwen, thatś a pretty dress" "Is that what you are wearing tonight?" My dress was a light blue that brought out the blue in my eyes. It had delicate white lace fringing on the collar and sleeves. It corseted tightly across the back and accentuated my waist and breasts. I decided to cut Kodessa some slack, and there is no point fighting anymore. This may be the last time we get to be together as sisters.

“What’s this?” “It’s swimwear. My girlfriend was supposed to come but she cancelled at the last minute. It would be a waste to let it sit in the closet when you can use it. Don’t worry, it’s brand new,” he assured me when he probably noticed how much I stared at the garment inside the paper bag. When he mentioned his girlfriend, I was almost tempted to ask him about Jacob’s sudden marriage to an Alpha’s daughter, but I restrained myself. I was taught not to ask when not told. “Whoa, that’s nice of you!”