Fashion Show: Getting Brave.

I can hear some slight rustling of clothes being taken off and put on behind the curtain, I lean back on my left hand and read the message from Vi that came in some time ago, its an image and a message. "Ellie was assigned the early morning group, so I walked around the house in this, Matt looked like a cartoon the way his eyes and mouth were open and wide hehe." An outfit I've seen plenty of times whenever Vi and I have spent a night together. It's a simple pair of black underwear, hugs her ass nicely completed with a simple black singlet, her nipples protruding ever so slightly through the material, a simple creamy pink robe hangs off her shoulders. I grin and as I begin to type out a reply the curtains to the changing room move to the side, I look up and with a grin and a slight lick to my lips I put the phone down.

She's getting bold. her face is rosy, not nearly as red as before, she's eyeing me less nervously now, a different flame flickering behind her eyes now. I scan her body from top to bottom, her dress is tight and form fitting. A light green dress that features a fancy twist detail at the neckline, Heidi's toned shoulders, collarbones and arms are bare as she rests her hand on her hip. The dress ends abruptly high on her thigh, her long pale legs extend downwards to her bare feet. Heidi may not have anything in the way of breasts but her build really forms out on the bottom half of her body. Wide hips and a large, dancers bubble butt. When she turns to show off the back of the dress, her thigh muscles flex and move exquisitely. The dress hugs her ass, the material forms to the shape perfectly and it kind of seems that the smallest of movements will cause the dress to ride up.

"I was thinking I could use this one as a clubbing outfit or going out outfit?"

I nod and make it very clear that I am appreciating the way her clothes hug her tight body, "Heidi that dress looks great, I can't look away." I look down at her ass, "It really fits perfectly in all the right places."

She bites her lip, the compliments making her more confident. She turns and ever so slowly bends down and grabs a pair of heels from inside the change room, she looks over her shoulder and hangs the heels on her shoulder as she arches her back and eyes me with a certain intensity. "You think these heels match?"

I nod with a flirty grin "I do."

She grins and closes the curtain again.