Getting dressed

“Okay well, I’m gunna go ahead and change into some better clothes. Meet you guys outside at what time?” Gabi asked. “You know what, I’ll text you when we’re ready Okay?” “Gotcha. Don’t take too long now.” Gabi waved at us as she turned around and walked away, leaving me being dragged by hand back to my room.

“I don’t know if I feel like going out though.” Ivan rolled his eyes and opened the door inside. “Then don’t think about it and go with it.” “Yea but I’m kinda feeling like staying here.” “Oh really, and do what?” He gave me a look as I stuttered. “Th-Things.” “Pfft, where are your clothes at? You need to put on some going out clothes.” “I thought I already was?” He looked me up and down before shaking his head.

He pulled out my drawer and picked out some clothes for me. “Really what’s wrong with jeans and a white t shirt?” I asked. “What’s wrong is that they’re okay. Nothing special and nothing bad, just bleh. You wanna dress up as a bleh? Do you want to dress to impress because the impression you give right now is bleh.” “Okay whataver fashion queen, what do you suggest?”

He raised his head up beaming. “D-elighted you asked!” He pushed me aside and fished through my clothing options before pulling out a few and raising them to me. “Really?” I asked, he smiled back. “Really.”

A moment later I was dressed in a blue shirt, skinny jeans and a denim jacket. Ivan settled for parting my hair to the side but keeping it as he described ‘poofy and full’ or something like that. I don’t know, but it was a bit embarrassing letting him play dress up on me. “Look at you, my god you’re hot. The skinny jeans were a good idea, really shows off what you’re working with.” I frowned. “You saying I have a big butt?” “I’m saying you have a delicious butt.” He smirked while spanking me much to my surprise. “Careful.” He giggled and held his hands up. “Sorryyyy, couldn’t resist there haha.” “Well what about you aren’t you gunna dress up?” “Oh honey, just gimme a few minutes and I’ll be done.” He stripped off his shirt and shorts and went to grab some other clothes, leaving me to admire my reflection in the bathroom mirror. It’s not my personal choice of style, but I had to admit I did look good. And clean, really clean. Maybe Ivan has quite the taste in fashion. I chuckled, that would be rich since he’s gay. Or is he bisexual? Or if he doesn’t care, would that mean he’s pansexual? All these labels, who cares anymore the point is he knows how to dress and that’s paying off well on me.

True to his word, a few minutes later Ivan spun around showing off his appearance. A red slim jacket followed by a striped white shirt and black pants. “Just one more thing.” Ivan smiled as he pulled out some shades and put them on smiling. “Perfection!” I chuckled as he fished out his phone. “Gabs is waiting for us, I’ll give her the go ahead.” I nodded. “So who’s car are we taking?” “Mine, I’ll be driving mind you. Don’t want no scratches on my baby after all.” “Fair enough.” “Alright, let’s go cutie!” He shouted, taking advantage and spanking me again. “Hey!” He giggled and blushed. “Worth it!”

Cheeky bastard.