Unbuttoned Blouse Novels & Stories

He stood in front of her. “Bath time.” He unbuttoned her white silk blouse. It wasn’t white anymore it was dingy from her recent ordeal. She knew if she was sober she probably would be mad. The sherry seemed to take the edge off, and she couldn’t help but smile as she watched Inigo unbuttoning her top. He slid the fabric off of her and started lifting and surveying her arms. She was about to protest when he spoke.

You know "Operation hide the baby bump." I stepped closer, squinting at my reflection. The outfit was simple but carefully chosen. I had on a soft cream blouse that flowed loosely over my stomach, the kind with ruffles near the hem that made it look like it was just a fashion statement, not a cover up. Over that, I threw on a tailored black blazer, the one that always made me feel a little more put together even when I was running on fumes. My trousers were high waisted and a little stretchy, thank God for that. The trousers were charcoal gray and straight cut, professional enough to blend in, comfortable enough not to choke me.

Probably I was also avoiding her unsure of what to do. She unbuttoned the top three buttons of her black blouse, revealing a generous amount of cleavage and a hint of her lacy pink bra. Sauntering over to me, she moved with feline grace, slow and deliberate. "Landon," she called. I looked up from my computer, raising a brow. "Venita?"

Unbutton your blouse slow one button at a time eyes on mine. Fingers obeyed trembling slight first button at collar then next exposing collarbone, third showing lace edge, fourth fifth tits swelling into view bra cups overflowing soft flesh spilling top. Blazer slipped off shoulders falling to carpet silent, blouse parted wide now nipples hardening under lace gaze heavy. Good he murmured hand cupping one breast full palm squeezing firm thumb circling nipple through fabric until it peaked stiff. Skirt next he said voice dropping lower unzip it let it fall. Zipper rasped slow metal teeth parting, skirt pooled ankles black lace panties visible slit front sheer panel hinting mound shaved smooth.

"If you know you are hiding something, you can tell me, Maya." "I- I am not hiding a- anything." "You can keep saying that and by the way, where did you get this blouse from?" He huskily asked, slightly tugging on the material. The shirt I wore is a silk baby blue blouse that didn’t quite reach my belly button. I had it worn with high-waist jeans. Ashton’s hand wanders around my blouse and he trails his hand under my bra making me shiver. "I don’t think I like you wearing this blouse in public." He whispers huskily

I said painfully. She slowly brought her hands to her button of her blazer and popped it open. More of her beautiful skin is revealed to me and I can now see how large and firm they were. Her face reddened as she popped another button and her blazer finally released her breasts from being constrained. I stared in anticipation, waiting eagerly for her to pop the last button. When she did, I noticed she wasn't even wearing a bra to begin with. She opened up her blazer to expose her perky nipples but then I heard a very loud sound. -------

To complement her outfit, she added an extra snug white blouse that she casually left the top three buttons undone making it abundantly clear she was not wearing a bra underneath. She looks in the mirror for one final appraisal. She smiles. The cleavage she is exposing under her new blouse is nothing short of devastating. Surely poor Jimmy will find it hard, very hard, to keep his eyes off his mother's tits, she muses to herself as she heads out of the bathroom.

She started to fidget with the top button of her blouse, then stopped contemplating, and decided to undo the first button. She teased a finger around the top line of her bra cup, which we could now just see was beige like her blouse. This went on for a few mote seconds as she took another sip of her wine, as if pondering what she felt like doing. It got the better of her, and she stood up and proceeded to undo the rest of her blouse buttons from the top down. Her beige t-shirt bra came into view as she pulled the short sleeve blouse off over her shoulders and off her arms. It was just a plain everyday bra,

Meanwhile, I got my picture on the Forbes cover, dressed in a black turtleneck and blazer, the headline reading: “The Billion-Dollar Rebel.” I snorted when I saw it. Texted it to Silvia with a caption that read, “Still not wearing the tie.” She sent back a single emoji: 😏. I saved it. --- Damon remained silent. Which was somehow louder than if he’d thrown a tantrum on camera.

Some were placed on hangers while others neatly folded on the long shelves within. But the thing that surprised me the most was the collection of skincare products sitting on the left side of the shelf. I slowly walked to them and noticed different moisturizers, beard oils, perfumes, lip balms, sunscreen. I blinked in shock. “Why does this man own more skincare than Violet?” I shivered at the thought as I couldn’t bring myself to completely accept this different version of River. I looked to the section to my right and spotted a hint of color within all the clothes. It was deep red and neatly folded.