Seduce Me Please Shirt Novels & Stories

he was cladded in a plain black pants, topped with black shades and a black vintage long sleeve shirt, his dark brown hair that always looked permed, brushed to the back with a few strands let down on both sides of his forehead, graciously as he walked inside but halted as soon as his eyes fell on me who was standing just some steps away from him. His Adams apple bumped up and down as his eyes roamed over my entire petite figure from my dark silky curls which were let down, falling gracefully on either sides of my shoulders and my face, my red provocative transparent night wear which was a pair of a small top with thin line hands, exposing a provocative amount of my chest, neck bone and shou

Her shirt was see-through. Her shirt was fucking see-through! You know what that means? I got a detailed sight of what hid behind that white crisp button down shirt of hers that was soaking wet and to add spice into the already arousing sight, the fabric of wetness appeared to be clinging onto her like a second skin. I couldn't peel my gaze away from her. I was momentarily hypnotized by the evident black bra that was calling out for my attention in a silent plea of seduction. Her breasts....

Hey Devi (Goddess) maa save me. And I couldn't form a single word. 'Hmm my sweet little Baby Dove will look good in white tee. ' He said rubbing his nose with mine. Now I am gone for sure. I felt like hiding somewhere. My cheeks got red. How can I wear his shirt. I wanted to face palm myself. 'Umm Sid what's the need to waste your shirt? I mean they are so expensive. Just for sleeping at night is it necessary to put on it? ' I said as he made me sit on near by chair.

I needed to seduce her into lusting after me and wishing that I hold her tonight. I pulled off my shirt and called out to her. Monalisa turned and she was left slack-jawed as she noticed me shirtless with water dripping down my chest. Now that's how we started with our seduction session.

The suit's fabric embraced his form with precision, sculpting his frame in a way that conveyed strength and elegance in equal measure. The darkness of his attire was punctuated by a bold statement: a deep red shirt that accentuated his confidence. The top buttons of the shirt remained undone, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of his tattooed chest. The inked patterns danced across his skin, a testament to a hidden side of him that few were privy to witness. The intricate designs told stories of his past, a tapestry of experiences woven into the very fabric of his being.

Since the shirt was white, he could see a rather blurred image of my nipples framed against the smooth fabric when I lifted my arms and smoothed my hair behind my back. I remember reading somewhere that men had a thing for women dressed in their dress shirts. Keeran got off at just the sight of me in his clothes so I'm sure that it wouldn't hurt to give him the fantasy that most men wanted. If this doesn't get him panting like a mess under me then I don't know what will. I gave him an innocent smile before sauntering over to the bed with a lazy swing of my hips, trying to be as seductive as possible.

“The good news is that you can wear some of my clothes.” “And why is that good news?” “Because they’re my clothes,” he said as though it were the most logical thing in the world. And then I understood: Pure male pride. “You’re absolutely right,” I conceded with a laugh. “That is excellent news.” His smile was immediate. “I knew you’d see it my way.” He pressed a quick kiss to my shoulder, stood up, and headed toward his closet with an almost childlike sense of satisfaction that made me shake my head.

He saw that of course. "What's that?" "Your favorite shirt. I brought it." What ?! My favorite shirt is Zenitra brand and it is worth A dollars! and that's only in the US! He must kid! I suddenly pulled out the Zenitra paper bag! and looked at it! Peach color and yes! it is my fav shirt that even daddy never bought to me! "Oh my!" I almost screamed and covered my mouth. All grief was thrown away and replaced by joy! I saw him smirk.

Enough for us to have a good view of each other. The only thing that is covering his body is the bedsheet. If he dared to make a move, I would highly appreciate it so that I can see how that buddy of his is doing under that sheet. "You are too bold and I like it." "As long as you pay me. I am available. I don't want to spend time with you if it turns into a waste," I smirked and bit my lower lip when he stared at my nipples. I am wearing a see-through shirt. It is the best way to seduce him. I know he would fall for it and I am right.

I replied stunned. -BACK TO PRESENT TIME- Shit this mini Versace shirt dress is uber short, it’s white, gold & black and very cute. But it looks like I’m just wearing one of his buttonup shirts and it barely reaches mid-thigh to cover my goodies. And these lace crotchless undies he insisted I wear ain’t helping, ugh. He’s wearing a gold short-sleeved buttonup shirt that’s open, white tank and black cargo shorts.