Sasha Blouse Novels & Stories

I asked, "Oh, Alexa, is someone calling me?" Turning to face her in the parlor, Alexa slowly nodded her head at where she was sitting pressing her phone, with a friendly smile on her face. "Coming!" I replied cheerfully. and hurriedly walked through my bedroom to my closet, quickly pulling out some comfortable casual clothes. After taking care of my hair and makeup, I quickly made my way into the parlor to find out what Alex wanted this time."Hey there, Sassy!" She greeted me brightly when she saw me come downstairs.

“Right! Now we should find a boutique for that!” We started walking until we finally found a boutique. Mira dragged me inside like a kid. Sometimes it really confuses me if I’m really the youngest between the two of us. My older sister often acts so childish than me. “This one, Sunny, for sure Henry would love it because it’s his favorite color!” Mira said, showing me a red knitted sweater with a knitted figure of bear on its center. “Mira, Henry’s favorite color is blue, not red.” I said.

With that said, she left. Sasha took a breath of relief and decided to have a quick bath in order to clean herself. With much difficulty, she cleaned herself up. The pain in her ankle was making it hard for her to stand properly. Once she was done, she wore her dress. It was a dark blue colored dress, with velvety clothing. Most of her dresses were simple and with less flow. Sasha couldn't manage dresses very well because she had never worn them on a regular basis before like she does now. She cleaned the floor and picked up all the pieces of broken glasses.

Louis face turn crimson red realizing who the woman is. She was dressed in a blue crop top and green tight pant, her red hair neatly plaited into a ponytail, her ocean blue eyes shining, and she put on a light make-up on, she looks absolutely gorgeous. Sasha Mack twenty six years old, the owner of ISAB fashion store named after her friend and chair woman of XANADU an orphanage for children, she's also the fiancee of Micah codds. "How's that monkey ? I can't believe you guys came after a long time and went straight to the office" she said smiling.

Not that I know much about women’s bodies and how they work. A slap on my back brings me out of my thoughts. I turn to see Sasha. Wearing a teal blue dress. “What are you doing out here? You’re supposed to be with Sofia…” I remind her. She rolls her eyes. “They’re all still getting ready. I don’t get why it’s taking so long. When Sofia saw it, I was getting annoyed she asked me to check on you. You good?” she asks. I nod. “Of course, why wouldn’t I be?” I ask her.

Sasha scoffs, crossing her arms with a smug smile. “Give me a sec.” Kayla says as she gets up from her seat, giving me a view of her familiar bedroom. “Where do you think she went?” I asked Sasha who shook her head. “I have no idea.” “Do you really have a onesie?” I asked, wanting to be sure. She nodded, squaring her shoulders with pride. “Yep.” She said, popping the ‘p’. “Customized.” I covered my face with my palm, laughing. “Do I want to know what it says?”

“Okay, this is insane. Jace, you’ve been hiding this from us? You’re officially my favorite boss now.” Sasha rolled her eyes but smiled, clearly excited. She had swapped her usual suits for a breezy beach dress that hugged her curves perfectly, her blonde hair falling loosely over her shoulders. Leo’s gaze lingered on her a second too long, and Sasha caught him, smirking knowingly. “Eyes up here, Leo,” she said lightly. Leo flushed. “I wasn’t…..” “You were,” River said flatly, dropping into one of the seats. Leo groaned. “You’re no fun, man.”

She ordered and it was all I could do not to roll my eyes as I picked up the phone from the table and made my way towards my closet to show her my clothes. After trying on at least 15 of my dresses, Sasha decided that one of my dresses, a black one which I had one on my 20th birthday was the chosen dress. I couldn’t blame her though because the dress was indeed pretty, and sexy, and everything you wanted to wear if you wanted a man’s head spinning at the sight of you.

With just a glance, her brows immediately tightened. Sasha was well dressed—she wore a pink figure hugging hip dress without any shoulder straps with a thin layer inside. The attire had two lines on each of her sides that revealed her thighs. On the outside, she only wore a thin silk cloth with her hair loosely drawn behind her head while her face was covered with a slight delicate makeup. Even though her body was small, she had a distinctive and gorgeous body shape. At that moment, she was holding a tray with her right hand while her left hand slightly supported her body. On the tray was a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses, making her look even more charming.

"You like what you see?" "I am not a whore." I looked pretty with the makeup on, but it was too exotic and would give Blaise the impression that I would enjoy what would go down tonight. I did not want to put in effort for him. Sasha took out the translucent robe with flower hem and handed it to me. "Wear the bra and panties first, then cover it with this robe. Let it fall like this." She demonstrated as she spoke. "Let it pile around your legs, and while you undo your bra, step out on the robe and maintain eye contact."