As she walked out into the lounge Faris's mouth dropped open. He had never seen anyone more beautiful girl in his entire life. Selina was the picture of grace, elegance and femininity. He was astonished at how gorgeous she was, and Selina gladly received the silent praise and adoration that was emanating from his eyes. She walked up and down the lounge as if she were on a runway, each time she turned she would look him deep in the eyes before continuing her walk. After a couple of minutes she stopped at the doorway of the lounge. Faris was spellbound and couldn't utter a word. She smiled and softly said "Box two. Coming up"
Back in her bedroom, Selina stepped out of the cocktail dress and opened the second box. She pulled the second dress out. It was gorgeous. She had a moment where her heart was dreamily filled with gratitude for Faris, his exquisite taste, and the way he had gone out of his way to help her and take care of her. Not just today. She realised that over the previous 3 years this man had always been there for her. He deserved this show she was putting on for him.
As she looked at the second dress a realisation crossed her mind. This blue dress, though beautiful, was shorter and more revealing than the previous one. She stopped for a second. She looked at the numbers on the boxes. There was a progression here. What if the reason for this order was that each dress was going to get more revealing than the last? She eyed the third box for a long moment, then the fourth. She hesitated for a moment, and decided not to open them yet. "Maybe...?" She asked herself. "Maybe thats what he is going for... Maybe the dresses become more and more revealing." As she put on the second dress, she quietly thought to herself, what she should do if her suspicion turned out to be right. And as she finished putting on the second outfit and looking at herself in the mirror, a feeling of love and passion flooded her mind. She thought back at earlier in the day, when a similar feeling flushed though her body and while in front of him in the fitting room she had unzipped the pink and beige dress and stood in front of Faris in her underwear. She had only allowed him to look for a brief moment, but that moment did something to her. That feeling was amplified when she thought of Faris mentioning the pink scarf that she had worn at their first meeting 3 years earlier. "He's amazing." She said to herself quietly, as she studied herself in the mirror. "If that third box contains what I think it might, then he deserves to see me wearing it." She looked at the remaining two boxes, breathing intensely. "And that fourth box... And then... Maybe..." She held the thought in her mind. Looking at the third and fourth boxes, she whispered to herself "I will be with you in just a second. Don't let me down". A decision had formed in her heart. And she was going to go through with it. "He deserves this".
Faris had been sitting in the lounge quietly, she had been gone for about 10 minutes. The initial shock of witnessing Selina's indescribable beauty as she modelled the first outfit had faded into a strange mix of anticipation for her in the second dress and growing dread at the thought she might have opened all the boxes and was about to throw him out of her house in offence at his audacity. He needn't have worried. From behind him he heard a shy "Hello again", and watched as Selina walked out into the lounge with a radiant smile on her face, wearing the contents of the second box. She was the personification of his dreams. The dress showed off her beautiful legs, the edge of the neckline was delicately draped on her chest in a way that he could see the outline of her generous pert breasts.
She elegantly and confidently walked up and down the room, this time constantly looking into his eyes. He was transfixed, mesmerised. He had never thought he would get to see Selina in such a dress. She stopped her catwalk when she was right in front of him and turned to face him. At the store Faris had fantasised about the fact that the neckline of this second dress would provide the opportunity to spy into her cleavage if she were to be caught in the right pose. As if by telepathy Selina now stood in front of him, and reached for the hem of the dress, and slowly started to lift it up. Just as she was about to reach the spot where her the edge of her panties would have been exposed, she bent forward at the waist, the neckline drooping low to give Faris an unobstructed view of her pendulous breasts, precariously held back by her bra. She winked and blew a kiss at Faris and skipped out of the room with a giggle.
Faris was awestruck, he had never been able to admire so much of her bare skin, the pressure kept building up in his jeans, when suddenly a realisation came upon him. If she hadn't already, she was about to see the contents of the third, and maybe fourth box. Panic rushed through him and he quickly turned to the corridor leading to the bedroom "Selina! Wait!" She didn't turn back and from inside her bedroom he heard her distant voice "Stay there Mr. Faris, Selina will be back shortly!" He eased back on the sofa, slightly concerned about what turn the evening was about to take.
In the bedroom Selina looked at the third box and took a deep breath. As she opened it she picked up the skimpy pink babydoll and took another, deeper breath. One part of her, the old her, from the past 3 years was a little shocked, but that part was quickly drowned out by a newer flood of emotions. She had guessed it. The dresses were getting more and more revealing. A new, unfamiliar feeling filled her head, that took her by surprise: she was ecstatic, and she was aroused. It slowly dawned on her that Faris, her closest friend, was about to see her in this extremely sexy and revealing outfit, and she decided that not only did she want this to happen, but she was going to make it as good as possible for him. "Turns out Mr. Faris wouldn't mind seeing little Selina in a trashy outfit after all..." she whispered to herself. She quickly slid into the baby doll, then grabbed her hairbrush, two hair bands and ran to the mirror. After studying her face and hair for a second she started styling two pigtails on each side of her head. Selina admired her reflection for a second. She was a gorgeous slutty little girl, and Faris was about to see her like that. After a second look, she took her heels off and stepped into the corridor, tip toeing all the way into the lounge. She was going to have fun with this one.
"Hello Mr. Faris" he heard a sweet cooing innocent voice say. He turned around and his eyes bulged out of their sockets. She was delicious. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. She started waltzing and twirling around the room, giggling like a schoolgirl. Faris's heartbeat went crazy, this was not supposed to happen, he was supposed to play it out like this was a joke, and yet here was Selina, her dress barely covering her panties, her beautiful plump breasts almost exploding out of the cups of the babydoll, dancing in front of him, spinning around so that her dress would lift up to briefly expose her panty. She made cutesy faces at him, once again leaned over, her breasts barely being restrained, and then she did something that floored him. She cupped her breasts in her hands and he was sure that she gave them a slight squeeze. Batting her eyelids multiple times, and pouting her lips she said "Is this what you wanted to see all these years Mr. Faris, sir?"
Faris tried to speak, the word "Yes" breathlessly coming out of his mouth in a stammer. Selina smiled stood straight and then tiptoed around slowly revealing her back and her ass, the light fabric of the dress delicately perched on, and barely covering her butt cheeks. Selina looked over her shoulder at him with pouty lips, then she bent her knees and went down with her whole body, her feet still balancing on her tip toes. From there Selina straightened her legs, until her legs were upright but her torso bending over at the waist. Her ass completely uncovered, the fabric of her panties tightly stretched out over her butt cheeks, and between her legs. His face was inches away from her pussy. His one got a whiff of a scent emanating from her that drove him wild and he could swear he noticed a small wet patch. His heart was pumping, his head filled with lust. She straightened up and turned around to face him again, putting her hands on her hips. "I hope you are enjoying your little reward Mr. Faris?"
"Yes.. yes... I am" he said while gulping for air. She sat down next to him on the couch, legs together, hands on her knees, and turned to face him. She moved in until her lips were right next to his left ear. In a soft husky voice she whispered "I know what you're up to Faris. I know exactly what you are up to..." Faris closed his eyes and swallowed hard. Finally he had confirmation, she knew what his plan was and she was going to go ahead with it. He could not believe his luck. Selina stood up, she had let go of the baby girl persona, and looked right at him "So lets see whats in this last box" she said, with a loving smile on her face. And with that she scooted out of the lounge.
Faris was floored from what he had just witnessed. But instantly he realised that he was about to see Selina wearing the seductive and erotic lingerie that he had picked. His pulse quickened again, and the pressure in his jeans started to become unbearable.
Back in her room, Selina opened the last box. With another deep breath she took out the matching bra and panty. It was beautiful. She quickly discarded the babydoll, slid down her purple panties and stepped into the lace bottom piece bringing it up to cover her pussy. She pulled off the pigtails and stood in front of the mirror and started to replace her purple bra with the one from the lingerie set. As she removed her bra she stopped and looked at herself in the mirror. Her pert, porcelain youthful breasts were now free. The light brown areolas were tight as the delicate pale skin of her breasts firmed up at the contact with the open air. Her nipples hardened and started to point out firmly.
She was a beauty. She kept looking at herself dreamily, and started to lightly stroke her right breast with the back of her hand in a delicate motion. She looked down at the panties she had discarded and saw a small dark patch in the middle. Selina started to realise that her vagina was suddenly feeling wet. Selina closed her eyes and tilted her head back, opened her mouth and let out her breath. Yes, earlier she had been saying to herself that Faris deserved this. But now her feelings were morphing. Her body was telling her how she felt, not just how she wanted Faris to feel. Selina was now at the mercy of a lust that she had always sensed when thinking of Faris but never with this intensity.
Exposing her body to him, in this slow and deliberately daring manner was having a violently erotic effect on her. Selina knew Faris well. She knew that it had taken a lot of courage for him to enact this fantasy, she also knew that he was very likely to claim that he was just jesting in case she had not been receptive to this daring attempt to expose more and more of her exquisite body. But in the fog of her growing arousal the only thought that held firm in Selina's mind, was that Faris had conjured up this opportunity in a masterful way, and because of that she was now hornier than she had ever felt in her life. She studied her excited figure in the mirror, cupped her breasts with both hands, squeezed them and let out a breathy whisper "Faris..." Something was changing. She was feeling comfortable. Excited. And dangerous ideas were blossoming in her head. Selina came out of her thoughts and slowly reached for a red lipstick on her desk which she applied, and then plumped up her hair. Finally and slowly she covered her breasts with the lace bra. She didn't put shoes on again, and stepped out into the corridor, a walk that seemed longer than the previous ones. "Here I am, just the way you wanted me Faris" she whispered to herself. Tonight I make your fantasy come true"
Selina walked into the room, wearing only the white lace lingerie. Faris looked up and in an instant felt his entire being freezing as he sat on the edge of the sofa. His body and his mind were bursting with arousal and desire as the object of his sexual fantasies for three long years stood in front of him wearing the erotic lingerie he had brought her. The delicate fabric so sheer it clung to her like a whispered secret, revealing far more than it concealed. Her full, heavy breasts strained gently against the intricate lace cups, dark nipples already stiff partially visible beneath the gossamer weave, rising and falling with each deliberate breath.
The matching panties sat low on her hips, the fine mesh doing little to hide the soft, trimmed shadow of her pubic hair or the smooth, swollen outline of her pussy lips that pressed insistently against the delicate material. Her waist curved dramatically into wide, womanly hips and thick, toned thighs that brushed together with a faint, silken whisper as she moved. Selina walked toward him with slow, confident grace, bare feet silent on the rug, hips swaying in a hypnotic rhythm that made the lace shift and shimmer over her skin. She stopped just a few feet away and posed with innocent elegance: one hand on her hip, then both arms raised above her head as she turned, letting the light play across the faint sheen of arousal glistening on her inner thighs.
Faris's mind reeled in a storm of raw, conflicting emotion. Disbelief that this was actually happening, and a fierce, almost painful surge of desire that made his cock throb hard against his jeans. A deep, aching wave of reverence mixed with guilt for how desperately he wanted to reach out and touch what she was so beautifully offering washed over him. Every slow pose sent fresh heat flooding through him; he felt exposed, humbled, and utterly intoxicated by her, his introverted heart pounding with wild, exhilarating freedom as he realised he was witnessing something sacred: the woman he had fantasised about for so long finally revealing herself, barely clothed but with her full beauty on display, body and soul, just for him.
Selina stopped posing and stood still in front of him, breathing softly. The playful energy in her eyes softened into something deeper, almost vulnerable. She stepped closer until she was standing between his knees, looking down at him with shining eyes.
"Faris..." she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. "I need you to hear this. All of this... tonight... it's not just because of how you helped me today. It's for every single time you've been there for me these past three years. Every late-night call when I was stressed, every time you made me laugh when I felt alone, every time I needed to feel a little piece of what to me is home, every quiet moment you chose to be kind and respectful even though I always suspected... no... I knew that it wasn't easy for you. You've made me feel special, cherished, and safe in a way no one else ever has. You deserve this reward. You deserve to see me like this. I wanted you to know how much you mean to me."
Tears glistened in her eyes. Faris rose slowly from the sofa, overwhelmed. She stepped into his arms and they hugged tightly. The feeling of her nearly naked body pressing against him, warm, soft, trembling, sent a wave of heat and tenderness through his chest. Her full breasts crushed gently against him, her lace-covered hips brushed his thighs. Selina sensed an instant of restraint on his part and then tightened her embrace, and held him closer, with the clear intention of letting him feel the most intimate parts of her body pressing against him. She slowly whispered into his ear, "It's okay... you deserve this too."
They pulled back and smiled at each other, a quiet, intimate smile full of years of unspoken affection. "I'll go change now," she said softly, brushing his cheek with her fingers, and with a languid expression on her face, she turned around and disappeared again into her bedroom.
Faris sank back onto the sofa, struggling for his next breath. His heart racing, a dazed smile on his face. He felt profoundly grateful. This had been more than he had ever dared hope for. A beautiful, generous gift from the woman he had admired, adored and pined for, for three long years. He told himself the show was over, and that was more than enough. He closed his eyes, trying to steady his breathing, already cherishing the memory. Tonight had been magical.
In her room, Selina stood for a few minutes, the shallow quick breaths coming out of her mouth a testament to the uncontrollable arousal that raged through every part of her body and her soul. She closed her eyes and put her hand on her chest, trying to calm the storm inside her. She opened her eyes and once again faced the mirror. Caught in the middle of this tempest of emotions she looked at her face, and then slowly moved her eyes down her beautiful body, covered only in one white lace bra, and one lace panty. She smiled at herself and after a few moments she whispered "Yes. I'm going to do this."
Faris was revelling in the glow of the feelings that his sweet friend had set ablaze inside him on this magical night. He put his head back and with his eyes closed, quietly said "Oh Selina, what have you done to me, you beautiful, beautiful girl?" As he lay there suddenly from the bedroom, Selina's voice floated out in a calm, almost matter-of-fact way:
"Erm... Faris so I have one more thing to show you. There's actually a fifth box."
Faris's eyes snapped open. He woke up to the reality that surrounded him. Now that his reward was over he made the conscious decision to return to being the same old Faris. He was determined not to make Selina feel awkward, embarrassed or regretful about what she had just done for him.
"A fifth box huh?" He smiled to himself. "OK well back to being Selina's trusted fashion adviser. I guess." he figured out what was coming up. "She wants to show me the pink and beige dress I chose for her, one final seal of approval, and maybe a thank you because she knows I picked the best possible option". He was not going to complain, seeing Selina in that dress may not have been as erotic as seeing her in lingerie but he didn't care, he knew she looked astonishing in her new dress. He wanted to see her in it again. He heard muffled steps coming back down the corridor. With a smile on his face, he turned toward the corridor, slowly recovering his breath.
But when Selina appeared, the world stopped. As did his heart. Selina was standing in the doorway. She was completely naked.
It took him a moment to realise what he was witnessing. She stood there, nude with an innocent yet desperately aroused expression. Her body was breathtaking, astonishing, perfect. Her full, firm breasts sat high and proud on her chest, her dark nipples stiff with arousal. Her waist curved elegantly into delicate, feminine hips, and between her thighs, lay the most intoxicating sight Faris had ever seen. A soft, neatly trimmed patch of dark pubic hair crowning her swollen, glistening pussy. The sight of Selina's naked pussy made something primal snap inside him. His already burnt out mind screamed in shock pleasure, his body responded with ferocious hunger. His cock strained painfully against his jeans as he stared, completely lost.
Selina's cheeks were flushed deep red, but her eyes burned with excitement and love. She had put on her heels again, and she walked slowly like a devastating nude goddess and stood in front of Faris. Her eyes spoke to his soul, they told him she was feeling a mixture of shame and desire, but she needed this more than she needed air, and she wanted more shame, because the shame gave her pleasure, and she wanted him to witness. She needed his eyes to devour every inch of her naked skin.