Unbuttoned Blouse Novels & Stories

“I didn't expect that even student council president got to joined this stupid charade." He looked at me. I saw how he frowned as if he noticed something wrong. “Your button’s open," he said as he averted his gaze. My eyes travelled down to my uniform. I just realized that one button of my blouse was open. My black bra was showing. I pursed my lips as I buttoned it up. “Next time, wear a bigger uniform." I heard him say. I looked at him and playfully raised my brow. “Oh, what if I don't want to?”

And now, Jessica Hargrave called to finalize it. Priscillia was almost done styling me. As I stood in front of the mirror, she adjusted the cuff of my blouse, ensuring the delicate pearl buttons were fastened just right. The fabric was a luxurious ivory silk draped effortlessly over my frame, its high neckline and subtle pleats exuding quiet sophistication. The long sleeves tapered at the wrists, cinched with slim cuffs that added just the right amount of structure.

" I've given it a thought and I think it's a pretty good remedy for you. I'm positive that it will help with your motivation. " " Positive?" A fearful shaky voice. " Mhm," Amanda nodded. " Do you want to hear what it is?" Now it was my turn to nod, my heart pounding nonstop against my fragile chest, afraid it'd break my ribcages off. Her left arm would then cautiously slide back up her torso in a slow exaggerated way , my eyes anticipating and curious as it followed the trail of her perfectly manicured fingers as they brushed her alabaster buttons to her rose pink Charmeuse blouse . With the first three buttons to her shirt undone, the slight peek of her cleavage came to view, her fingers st

"Don't go there." Chloe opened a couple of drawers before she found one with shirts. Rummaging through an assortment of t-shirts, she settled on a Chicago Cubs jersey. It was a short-sleeved button-down affair that came down to mid-thigh. She slipped it on and buttoned it all the way. In the mirror, it didn't look quite right. She undid the top two buttons, exposing just a hint of the valley between her breasts. Better, she thought.

Wow! I hate pink but it's looking so pretty with peach. The blouse felt heavy when I held it after a shower. It's embroidered with silver and pink thread, white, pink and peach stones. The blouse is laying perfectly with my curves. It has broad strips. I can feel the heaviness of my skirt when I hold it in my both hands and lift it slightly up.

“Then let me see you.” Jubilee began to unbutton her blouse, her hands shaky. It seemed to take an eternity, and by the time she reached the last button, she was tempted to tear off the blouse in sheer frustration. It fell to her hips, exposing her fanciest bra, which was a taupe color and not really all that fancy. Jubilee had always bought comfortable underwear—not the kind you’d wear to seduce a man. She almost apologized, but the heat in Heath’s eyes made her bite her tongue.

I mean to unbutton my blouse, except I yank the fabric so hard that several buttons go flying across the room. And I don't even care. I yank my skirt up over my hips so that it's bunched around my waist, and pull my panties down to my knees, not even bothering to take them all the way off. They're damp, the way they've been since this morning when Marcus gave me his gift.

I unbutton the first button of my blouse. His hardened cock throbbing as he shakily unlocks our door and slams it shut behind us as he unzips his jeans. A blush crosses my face as his jeans and boxers hit the floor. I unbuttoned the rest of my blouse, and much to Adam's surprise, I had also been prepared, as much to Adam's surprise and amusement—my black lace bra cupped my perky tits as I slowly uuncladit with the front clasp. As a light blush brushes his face, my breasts appease him. I giggle. "No need to blush; we've been married for two years." He leans into me, sucking on my exposed neck. "And you never get any less breathtaking. Come out to the balcony with me." Adam grabs my hand. I go

Sharlynn looked so excited as she started to look through several women's clothing stores. She stopped when she saw a blouse with a large bow accenting the belly. It was sleeveless, white, and looked elegant. The blouse was displayed on a mannequin in a store. Richie approached Sharlynn and saw that she seemed interested. "Do you want the blouse?" Richie asked. Sharlynn turned her head, a sweet smile on her beautiful face. The beautiful woman nodded firmly. "But it's still too sexy. Look for a plain t-shirt or blouse with less transparent material," Richie snapped.

" I push him off and head for the door. He grabs my wrist, pulling back to him and the unbelievable happens. The sleeveless blouse I have under my blazer tears. I look down, Desmond looks down. The blouse rips from the neckline down to the waist, dividing the front into two and exposing my tits that's sparingly covered by a black tubeless bra. I look up, but Desmond is still looking down. I always knew it was bad material but it has served me in the past, why did it have to give up here in a tiny room alone with Desmond?