Something Classy

You pull first one dress and then another out of your cupboard, sighing or grunting a little at each one. Troy wanders in and out as he dresses in a simple suit, black pants coat and white shirt, leather shoes and no tie. You decide you want to wear something that will turn heads. If you have to go, you might as well look good.

You stand in your walk in robe, wearing a simple pair of white knickers, smooth and seamless. You look at the dress you've chosen and smile before slipping a skin tone, strapless and again seamless push up bra . You slip into the beautiful white, silk dress. A zippered evening dress, with blousey sleeves, and a full, pleated skirt that just hides your knees. You do a twirl, the dress spinning and you giggle playfully. You decide against any jewellery, preferring a simple look that accentuates your pale skin. You apply some light makeup, making sure that it simply hides any blemishes you might have. Finally, you slip your feet into a pair of elegant, heeled sandals the straps wrapping up your calves.

Troy walks in and his eyes bulge. "You look amazing!"

You look over at him and smile. "Thank you"

He shakes his head. "You're going to turn every man's head in that. You look beautiful, like an angel."
You blush a little at his compliments and take his hand in yours.

A few moments later, the two of you are jumping into the cab you've ordered and on your way to the party.