I could see the change in Jared's facial expression. The surprise was clear on his face and to be honest, I was just as surprised at Mr Miller's request but I didn't- couldn't say anything. I had to make the situation feel normal by reasoning with myself that he only wanted to come with me to go dress shopping? And there's nothing wrong with that. Jared quickly composed himself and smiled widely, "it's lovely to meet you, Mr Miller," Jared even went as far as winking at Mr Miller and my eyebrows raised in surprise at the gesture, but to be honest, it's not the first time anyone's ever flirted with Mr Miller.
Mr Miller is an extremely good looking man and everyone falls victim to his good looks.
"Can we get started?" I asked Jared because I didn't want to waste Mr Miller's time. I was here during his time and I don’t want him cutting my pay check in half at the end of the month because I needed every penny for what my wedding.
"Oh, you look fabulous darling," Jared complimented with a grin as he took my hand and spun me around slowly, "you look stylish, as you always do."
"Thank you, Jared," I thanked him, until I realized I hadn't introduced Mr Miller to Jared, "Mr Miller, this is Jared, my wedding planner."
"Let's get going," Jared said, pulling my hand as we started walking through the elegant store with plenty of jaw dropping dresses. We were getting my dress custom made by a famous local designer, and when we had briefed him about the kind of dress I wanted he had offered to make three since I was all over the place about the kind of design I wanted my engagement dress to be.
The designer, Nathan stepped out from behind a curtain and then smiled at us, "the future Mrs Smith," he sang when he set his eyes on me but gasped when he set his eyes on Mr Miller, "Mr Miller," Nathan breathed out in a surprised whisper before he ran his hands through his hair and cocked his hip, "oh my, aren’t you just a refreshing sight for sore eyes, Mr Miller," Nathan purred flirtatiously.
"Uh yes," Mr Miller responded, completely used to how everyone reacts to meeting him, "wonderful. What about her gowns?" he brought the attention back to me and Nathan let out an awkward laugh, apologizing for his reaction.
"Come see, my darling," Nathan said with a proud smile as he extended his arm for me to accept, "the dresses are everything that you wanted but you will have to pick your most favourite for your night," he told me as we stepped on the final stair that led us to the top floor of his store and we were immediately met with the three dresses draped on three mannequins.
"Oh my," I gasped when I saw them, "are these mine, Nathan?" I asked in shock.
"Oh shit..." I breathed out as I walked towards the dresses, running my fingers over the first dress which was a short white dress with a plunging back and silk ruffled front.
"Whichever dress you decide to wear, my darling, I promise you, their eyes will be on you the entire evening," he told me and I was sure they would be because these pieces were the most beautiful dresses I've ever set my eyes on.
"Put them on," Jared urged excitedly.
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Jared let out a wolf whistle when I stepped out from the dressing room, wearing the white dress. The dress looked better on me than it did on the mannequin and Nathan had done an excellent job. The dress reached until my midthigh and it wasn’t too short that it would be inappropriate for the engagement party where we’ll have a lot of family over to celebrate. The straps were thin and only made the plunge seem far more dramatic. I wasn’t someone who had big breasts so the dress seemed very tasteful from the front because there was no serious cleavage, you could only see my collarbones and the sides of my breasts peeked out a little.
The dress fell over my body like water and didn’t cling onto any curve but it made me feel very comfortable and sexy. I did a sultry walk towards Jared and Mr Miller because I was enjoying how the dress moved as I walked.
"This is sexy," I said as I looked at myself in the full length mirror, smiling excitedly at Nathan and he nodded in agreement.
"You look phenomenal," he told me as he eyed me up and down with a satisfied look.
"While the dress looks absolutely amazing on you, I can’t help but feel like it’s a little revealing and risky," When Jared pointed that out, I did feel a bit deflated but I understood what he meant. While it was a little bit covered, it would not be acceptable to wear on that night, especially since my Pastor will be attending. I don’t want anyone to be struck by lightning. I nodded my head but my eyes met Mr Miller’s. He was sitting the chairs that sat facing the little run way, just moving his wrist to swirl the whiskey in his glass as his eyes just watched me.
I didn’t want to make him feel excluded and it felt weird to put on clothes and model for a man who was sitting in a chair and drinking whiskey, so I thought to ask for his opinion.
"Mr Miller..." I hinted as I smiled at him, "do you agree with Jared? I do get his point as well."
He cleared his throat, "spin," he said as he made a motion with his hand that I turn around.
I didn't think too much about it, so I spun and then faced him again, "well?"
"It shouldn’t be a problem and it wouldn’t be for myself, but you are more conservative. So it would be best to go for a dress that’s more modest," his husky manly voice overpowering the two gay males in the room.
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"That’s a lot better," Jared nodded his head with thoughtful eyes as I stepped out of the dressing room for the second time. I did agree with him as I looked at myself in the mirror, pleased with the length of the dress. I realised how much more appropriate this dress was than the previous white dress and this dress seemed to capture more attention than the other. It was a red, completely bedazzled red dress and it was covered in rhinestones and diamonds. It caught the reflection of the light and it’s red colour completed my mocha skin. It had a sweetheart neckline and a corseted back that made my body fill out the top parts effortlessly before the dress fell in beautiful waves to the floor, dragging behind me, and I felt like I was about to walk the red carpet.
"I really like this dress…" Jared said with a huge smile, "nobody can miss you in that."
I smiled at my reflection in the mirror "I agree, it’s a lot better than the white dress. This one is the one to beat," I spoke aloud, glad that I had Jared who would give me his honest opinion. I locked eyes with Mr Miller in the mirror to make him feel included, "better than the previous one?" He gave a simple nod and I smiled in response before I let Nathan help me off the podium and back into the dressing room to change into the final dress.
I knew that the third dress was the one, the second I slipped into it. I suddenly had butterflies and a huge smile on my face even though I hadn’t seen my reflection just yet. The way that the dress fit my body already gave me the confidence that this would be the dress that I would walk out of the store with. When I stepped onto the run way and the two men in the room could see me, you could hear a pin drop in the silence that ensued.
I wanted to run towards the mirror to see myself but I took my time in finally revealing the surprise that was me. When I did finally look into the mirror, I was also taken aback and knocked out of breath at how the dress looked on me.
The dress was a midnight blue and it had boning on the outside of the corset that was hugging my figure. It was strapless and had my shoulders and collarbone exposed, while the long sleeves started right at the top of my bicep. Where the corset ended at my waist, the bottom part of the dress began and it was a velvet midnight blue that accentuated my hips and hugged my figure tightly before it exploded into tulle at the bottom of the dress. There were no diamonds and rhinestones, and honestly, there was no need for it.
"That's it," Jared finally spoke, "that's the dress..."
"Mr Miller?" I asked him, wanting o hear his approval for some reason.
"Mr Smith is one lucky man."
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Junior and I both live terribly busy lives. Whenever I’m free, he’s not and whenever he’s free, I’m not but we don't stop trying to make this relationship work. I work hard at my job and I make sure I know everything there is to know about my boss, Mr Miller. I have to be there at his beck and call even if it's midnight on a Saturday night and I'm lying in Junior’s arm. If my phone rings and it's Mr Miller, I have to be there.With Junior, he had to prove himself all the time even though he was more than perfect at his job. He had to fight his way to the top, or more like fight his way into being a permanent employee at his company. All of his struggles have paid off. He’s not all there but as much as I live a beautiful life, so does Junior. He has a stunning loft apartment, a BMW X6 and excellent credit.We both understand how much hard work goes into living so comfortably so we give each other the
"So," Mr Miller spoke up as though he couldn't sense the awkwardness surrounding us at this moment, "Mr Smith, why don't you tell me a bit about how the two of you met?" he asked as he looked at me, then his eyes moved to Junior briefly, before his eyes were on me again and I distracted myself with the pizza on the table and then poured myself some more red wine."We met in school," Junior said simply and I looked at Junior to see if he was feeling some type of way about Mr Miller and I gathered from his eyes that he wasn't too fond of Mr Miller.I placed my hand atop of his, calming him down. At the end of the day, this was my boss and I do as much sucking up as I need to do, to ensure that check, "we were high school sweethearts, Mr Miller," I smiled at him, and then looked at his date Yolanda who was watching me with an expressionless face, "he was a jock and I was the good girl who was his tutor. We dated from tenth grade until sen
The ride back home with Junior was silent. I tried to crack several funny jokes but it didn’t work and Junior didn’t even grace me with a scoff or huff, he just gave me the cold shoulder. I was dreading whatever we would have to talk about but I knew that a fight was coming. I parked my car into his extra assigned parking space and we both got out of the car. He threw his arm over my shoulder as we walked into his apartment building and made our way up into his loft apartment.I didn't want to go inside because I knew the moment we did, there would be an argument. I watched as he unlocked the door and opened it. I held my breath as I walked into his apartment and watched as he began taking off his jacket. He tossed his keys onto the kitchen counter and he finally faced me to give me a pissed off look."What the hell is going on between you and your boss?" he snapped at me and looked at me expectantly."
I could feel Stanley's eyes on me as I stiffly sat in one of his chairs in his office. I had stormed in here, poured myself some of his strongest whiskey and gulped it down before I filled an entire glass and threw a whole tray of ice into it."Fuck!" I exclaimed, slamming my hand on his desk as I formed my left hand into a tight fist, unable to stop my angry outbursts. I've had one every single day, especially after I see her. Ever since I found out she was fucking engaged.Zara, engaged? Who the fuck did she think she is? Letting some man marry her."Well, did you find out anything about him?" I asked Stanley through gritted teeth, He was standing in the corner of the room with his hands in his pockets. Today, he was the calm one.It was always the other way
When Mr Miller calls, I come running because he is, after all, my boss. So when he called me at 10 pm just when I was all snuggled up in my bed, trying to sleep, I got up and threw on some decent clothes. Well if you think that a pair of yoga pants and one of Junior's hoodies and a pair of Adidas sneakers as decent, then I was decent as hell.I loved wearing Juniors clothes, they were so big and cosy on my 5'7" frame.I was at Mr Miller's mansion in less than an hour and I walked inside his house, already having keys to his home. Every night he sends all of his workers home including his house keeper and butler, the only security he has are the guys at his front gates leading up to the house.He gave me the keys to his house a year ago because he didn't want to keep answering the door."Mr Miller?" I called out as I walked through the foyer of his beautiful home and looked around for him. I won
When I started eating, he had already cleared his plate and I regret not eating while he had been eating because his undivided attention was on me now. I could feel his eyes because he stared with intensity that I felt the hairs on the back of neck rise while I tried to ignore him.I cleared my throat, trying to not choke on my words as I built up the courage to finally look at him and say something, "you're making me feel uncomfortable, Elijah," I told him but his face was blank and his eyes still held that intense stare.He didn't say anything, but he held my gaze. I bit the inside of my cheek, unsure about what to do next, "me simply looking at you, makes you uncomfortable, Zara?" he asked me, filling his glass with even more champagne and then refilling mine for me."I-it's more like...yes, it makes me uncomfortable," I tried to talk but I couldn't find the words because he was still looking at me and I saw the
I had prayed long and hard before I went to work today. I prayed for forgiveness from God for whatever wrong I've done Him and begged for His protection from Mr Miller because I didn't ever want to betray Junior. I didn't want to go to work but I had asked for Friday off in preparation for my engagement party on Saturday night, so I had to make up for my off weekend by being at work every day until.I covered up as much as I could before I came to work because I still had to look professional. I don't know how it's going to help me today since I'm always covered from head to toe every day because even though I was covered last night, he still had an effect on me. My clothes served as a shield.I was dreading seeing him, so I avoided him for the most part. I asked the secretary to give him his cup of tea and scones, and she was all too happy to do so. She had a very big crush on him and everyone at work knew. I mean, all of the women he
"I can't wait for the engagement tomorrow night," Junior and I had just come back from having dinner with his lovely parents. They were the kindest couple ever and they accepted me from the very first time we met with big smiles and warm hugs. I loved them like they were my own parents.I didn't have to go to work today so I stayed at Junior's apartment and enjoyed being pampered by him. I was trying to distract myself from Mr Miller and I felt terribly guilty as though I had actually cheated on Junior. I needed to get Mr Miller out of my system. I was probably just going through this internal conflict because I haven't had sex in a while.I looked at myself in the mirror and looked down at the lingerie I was wearing, I wanted to turn Junior on and I was excited to show him the lingerie I was wearing beneath my dress. I wanted to remind myself who my man was, and that was Junior."Baby," I called out to him, unlock