But the glass door of the fireplace was a pretty good mirror, and I had a darkened, but reasonble view of her as she slipped the dress on.But the glass door of the fireplace was a pretty good mirror, and I had a darkened, but reasonble view of her as she slipped the dress on. I did not see much, since she wore a bra and panties, but I was struck by how slim her waist was. I thought I might be able to get my hands around it completely, thumbs touching in front, middle fingers in back. I felt myself getting hard again, especially when I noticed how strained her bra was. Her mom had not noticed how much Kelli had grown and bought her a larger size. Her appearance in that tight bra was extremely sexy, since it emphasized the fact that she was just then blossoming into womanhood. She came out from behind the curtain. The dress, which was obviously intended to be mid-calf length, piled up on the floor, and the waist was somewhere between her hips and her knees. Not the proper effect, but sexy as hell since the neckline, already intended to plunge, was almost to her navel. We tried and tried to adjust the dress, and during this time I had several chances to run my hand over her tummy and the small of her back. |