I actually finished long before I thought I would, I'm trying to stay on top of it for all of you. I am almost done with chapter six, it will be longer than this chapter, and there will be sex. This is more of a transition in Neveah and Vince's relationship, but it is also a way to show you more about their life. Don't judge me too hard I don't have an editor. I hope you enjoy.
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"Vince you're not listening to me. I'm not stepping a foot out the house while looking like this," Neveah stood at the top of the stairs looking down at Vince.
"Why not, Babe? You look freaking amazing! How could you not grace the rest of us mere mortals with your presence?" He stared right back at her with a dopey smile on his face.
Neveah was not going to let him make her laugh at the moment. She was trying to be serious and he was messing with her, "Because I look like a prostitute in this dress."
When he had told Neveah about them all going out to dinner, she was perfectly fine with the idea.
It had been a few weeks since they hung out with their friends, all together. Problems only arose when she heard about where the restaurant they were going to. Then the issue became that she didn't have a dress suitable enough to wear to such a fancy restaurant. Being the doting husband he was, Vince went out and bought a dress that he knew would look good on Neveah, and fit the upscale vibe of the restaurant.
When he had saw the beautiful lacey white dress hanging on the mannequin he knew that it would hang beautifully on her slim frame. Looking at her now he knew he was right. He just didn't understand how she couldn't see what he was seeing.
When he had saw the beautiful dress hanging on the mannequin he knew that it would hang beautifully on her frame. Looking at her now, he knew he was right. He just didn't understand how she couldn't see what he was seeing.
On any other person this dress might have looked amazing, but on Neveah's taller fuller frame she thought it looked all wrong.
She didn't like the length of the dress for one. It had looked so long on the hanger but it really only went to three inches above her knee. She was sure she couldn't go the whole night knowing that her legs were exposed to anyone who walked by their table . She also felt as if she would bend over then her breast might just pop out the top of the sweetheart cut strapless dress. She was never sure if her breast were going to be enough to hold up the material.
"I look as if I'm trying really hard," she scowled down at him.
Vince trudged up the stairs to meet her. They were going to be late if they didn't leave soon "You look beautiful honey, what are you talking about?"
"You can see everything," she whined," I have so much skin exposed. I feel as if my boobs and my cooch are both popping out. "
"If you think you're showing a lot of skin now, you would have cringed at the dress I wanted to get you. It would have been nice and tight on your ass and you look good in royal blue. Trust me; the skin you are showing is nothing but flawless and smooth. "
"Are you sure? " Neveah looked over herself.
"Come with me," he led her into the corner of the bathroom where the only full length mirror stands. "What do you see when you take a close look at yourself."
So many thought pass through her head. What exactly does she see in her reflection? Progress perhaps? Some progress had been made since she decided to change her appearance all those months ago.
"Princess, I wish you could see how gorgeous you look. The dress perfectly enhances your already beautiful body. It hugs your breast making them look straight delicious, "he wrapped his large hands around her little waist. " The way the big purple belt shows how small your waist is now. The hem is short enough that I can peek at those toned legs of yours all night. And with how simple you do your makeup. You couldn't look better, "he leaned into her neck getting a whiff of her natural scent. "I don't think it's possible for you to look any more beautiful. "
"Are you sure? " She asked as eyes started to water.
"Now don't cry," He whispered as he wiped a fallen tear, "We don't need you ruining your eyeliner. You already complain about it smudging easily"
That seemed to put the humor back in his princess as she laughed at his knowledge of her makeup.
"You always make me feel better," she said as she gave him a quick peck. "Now we must get going before we end up late."
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