Shopping with Megan

“You did not!” Megan whisper shouted in both pride and disbelief “when did you get so naughty?”

Lily’s face was red as she shuffled through the racks of clothes. For the last several weeks she had been replaying the events of the river on repeat in her head. Sometimes shed think about it while alone in bed or in the shower. Other times Jake would mention it during sex, convincing Lily that he had enjoyed it too.

“So now that you’re a bonafide slut, we have to get you some hotter clothes!” Megan teased.

“Shut up!” Lily snapped.

“Come on don’t you want to feel sexy again?” Megan pried.

“I’m going off to school, what’s the point of buying sexy clothes if Jake can’t even enjoy it?” Lily said, more to convince herself than anything. The truth was that she was thrilled at the idea of turning the heads of strange college classmates.

“Come on, you’ve never experimented with your style. Just try these on and see how you feel.”

Lily wasn’t a prude, that much was clear by how much her and Jake have experimented in the bedroom. She didn’t dress modestly because she felt it was necessary, she did so because it’s all she’s ever known. She always envied the girls who could confidently go out in public showing off their midriff or upper thighs. Lily grabbed the dress that Megan had hand picked for her and stepped into the changing room.

It was a low cut red dress with a frilly hem. It hugged Lily like a second skin and fell high up on her legs. She loved it, it was unlike anything she had ever worn before and it made her feel like a goddess. She pulled out her phone and snapped a picture to Jake.

Jake’s message filled her with butterflies. It was all the encouragement she needed. Even still, Lily felt a pang of guilt hoping that the dress would have a similar effect on other men. Even if she had no intentions on doing anything with anyone else. She followed Megan through another store and Megan picked another dress for her, this time with matching shoes. She noted how this one’s hem fell much higher than the last and she worried about bending over.

At the next store, Lily picked out her own dress. This one was everything she loved seeing on other girls, a mix of leg, midriff, and cleavage.

Lily came away from the shopping trip feeling she was embarking on a brand new adventure. She was both scared and excited to go out in public in these dresses and she wasn’t sure which feeling was stronger.