Sasha Blouse Novels & Stories

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.

My eyes widened as I realized the significance of the blouse Isaac had sent me. Carefully unwrapping the paper bag, my heart skipped a beat when I saw the exquisite garment within. It was a high-end blouse, crafted from luxurious fabric and featuring intricate details. The price tag, discreetly attached, revealed that it was triple the cost of the blouse I had stained. The black off-shoulder blouse was a perfect complement to my white coat. Its sleek and stylish design added a touch of elegance to my attire, accentuating my figure with its flattering silhouette. The combination of the two garments created a striking contrast, exuding confidence and sophistication.

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."

Sasha stared at the two dresses in front of her. One was Blue while the other was purple. She wanted to wear blue but suddenly purple also felt cute. "I am wearing blue one." Lora warned her while Sasha knitted her brows. "I wasn't going to wear blue anyway." She shrugged her shoulders and picked the purple dress. "It is more pretty than yours." Sasha scanned the dress which was a cute body con dress. Both of the dresses were bought for them by Sasha's mother for the event.

After a minute, she got up and said, " Let's go." Sasha was wearing a velvet cream blouse with a grey skirt that dropped till her knee. She had long legs, that were gleaming without any flaws and was toppled with the effect of her high heels. Anya was not gay but she couldn't take her eyes off of Sasha's legs. " Wow you must have become a model, Sasha." Anya blurted out. Sasha looked surprised, " I am a model. I'm doing it part time." She smiled. " That's great. You must be a versatile in the time managing department."