Chapter One Hundred-Fifteen–Valorie’s Birthday

Julie slipped into a sapphire blue evening dress with intricately draped gathers that stressed her curves. She’d felt fat until she put this dress on because its construction hid the included shape wear in its design. Rather than wearing multiple garments, she only had to struggle with putting on the dress for the desired effect.

Michael came out of his closet affixing a cuff link and stopped mid stride. His eyes roamed over her body with a heated gaze Julie now knew well.

“Michael Barron no. We can’t do that right now, we’re short on time. We’re running late as it is.” He gave her a cheeky smile.

“I could have you sit in my lap in the car, entertaining us both as you bounce.”

“My dress will wrinkle. We’ll do it later when we’re heading home.”

“You promise?”

“How about I promise to give you my panties before we leave the car? You can help take them off.”

“Only you could say such things seriously.