Tainted

23 - Vee: Skinny

"Do you think he found out?" I asked outside of Stella's dressing room, waiting for her to try on a new bra.

"Vee," she groaned, opening up the door to give me a scolding look. "He didn't. Ben'll call me back and let me know how it went, all right?"

I nodded weakly. "Well, he knows something's up and I'm scared - El, he's going to be pissed. He didn't sound angry but that's only because I basically seduced him over the fucking phone."

She bit her lip to stop her giggle, making me narrow my eyes at her scoldingly.

"Okay, okay, sorry. Listen, he won't find out you left unless you tell him directly. He can't force it out of you and if he does find out, you can just say you're an adult capable of doing what you want. Is he really going to be that angry for something this small?"

I bit my lip, shrugging my shoulders dismissively. If only Stella knew that it was sort of... Dangerous, per say, for me to be roaming around free of worries.

The worst part was that I wasn't sure as to why Colt had so much fear in me being alone, but there was a part of me that didn't exactly want to find out. All I knew was that I trusted him enough to let him tell me in his own time... Or maybe that there was a reason why I still didn't know.

"Don't overthink it all, babe. Seems like he forgot for now, if not, keep up the seduction and deny everything. All you're doing is harmless Christmas shopping. So, for now, go find something to buy. You're gonna need new bras to fit those babies."

I scowled, putting my hands up to cover my chest. "Only if you hurry up and come help me choose, then."

She rolled her eyes but smiled anyway, nodding as she shut the door. I decided to meander off on my own and browse the selection as Stella changed, browsing through the racks and racks of fancy Victoria's Secret bras.

I found a black, lacy one that had readjustable straps to create an X on the back and then a pink, flowery patterned one that fit normally, but looked nice against my skin tone.

I continued to browse, glazing my eyes throughout the large store when something red and lacy caught my eye. I glanced around to make sure Stella wouldn't see me, spotting her rifling through in the panties section.

I shook my head, smirking as I continued my overly causal gait towards the nighties. I picked up my size off the rack, loving the fact that the front was slightly roomy - maybe just enough for my new bump to fit without looking awkward.

It had spaghetti straps, a low cut neck line and a sexy circle cut out in the back to expose even more skin and a bit of the skimpy panties.

I contemplated for a few moments on what to do before I was rushing over to the fitting room to try it on. I scurried into a stall and stripped down completely, leaving myself in just my regular panties and bra.

Pulling the nightie over my head, I gasped, loving how it fit me already. I looked up to the mirror to see a the red lingerie hugging my body in all the perfect places.

I stood in awe, suddenly falling in love with my cleavage as I stared at the plunging neckline with admiration. I was starting to love these pregnancy boobs.

Everything about it was perfect. It was short enough to give someone a perfect view of all the leg I had, but just long enough to drive the desire to peep under the lace-trimmed hemline.

The sides of my boobs had minimal coverage as the material was cut in such a way to give a peek of the skin of my breasts, as a teasing feature. The stomach area was sheer and just like I thought, gave me more than enough room for my small bump to fit.