9.
Saturday afternoon, just as Jennifer had promised, a package was delivered to Tess’ apartment.
Jennifer had told her everything she needed would be in the box.
Tess was excited as she opened the large white box and found a small card lying on top of a beautiful, light blue cocktail dress. She picked up the card and read the handwritten note. “See you at 9PM. Be ready. Love J.”
Tess put the card aside and lifted the dress out, laying it on her bed. The remaining items in the box were black heels, a black quarter cup bra with blue trim, a matching garter belt and silky sheer, lace topped nude stockings.
Just like Jennifer had done when she received her box in Paris, Tess went through everything twice, looking for panties. She assumed that she was to supply her own, although Jennifer had said everything she needed would be in the box. She had stressed the word everything.
Tess checked her watch. She still needed to get her nails done, so she had to get moving if she was going to be ready on time.
A few hours later Tess stood in front of a full length mirror. The dress fit perfectly and looked amazing from every angle.
Jennifer had chosen well, although it was Anthony who deserved the credit.
She sent Jennifer a quick text, thanking her again for the invitation and the beautiful dress.
Jennifer replied, -*You’re very welcome. How does it look?*
Tess grabbed her phone from the nightstand and snapped a few pictures.
She chose two photos and sent them to Jennifer.
-*What do you think?*
-*Wow! You look amazing.*
-*Thanks.*
She turned from side to side,capturing a few more pictures.
The bra pushed her breasts up giving her fantastic cleavage, but her exposed nipples rubbed against the material of her dress making them stiff, and she was beginning to get aroused from the sensation.
Tess took a selfie that showed off just how fantastic her breasts looked and sent it to Jennifer.
The reply was almost instantaneous, an emoji with bulging eyes.
Tess fired back, -*LOL.*
She adjusted the seams on her stockings, then continued shooting as she lifted the hem of her dress. Higher and higher it rose, exposing the lace tops of her stockings and garter straps.
She turned toward the mirror for one last picture, her dress now high enough that she could see her smooth pussy peeking out from under the fabric. Tess had treated herself to the works at the spa. Hair, mani, pedi, she even got waxed, although she made sure she she kept the tiny tuft of hair on her mound.
Tess was about to send the final picture to her friend, her thumb hovering over the send button. She had shown Jennifer the other pictures, why not this one? On the one hand, she felt a strong connection to Jennifer, and wanted to show her new friend her body. On the other she felt it wasn’t right. In the end, she chickened out at the last second. Explicit pictures had gotten her in trouble before.
She couldn’t deny that she was aroused though.
Lifting her dress again for another peek, she wished she had time for a little fun. She moved her hand slowly toward the soft skin, but stopped when she noticed it was time to go.
Tess reluctantly smoothed out her dress and stuffed her phone and lipstick in her sequined handbag and headed for the door.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/xp4s5s/the_desire_a_jennifer_stokes_story_ch9
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