Shannon sidled across her bedroom, undoing the buttons on her blouse, thinking about what the night ahead had in store for her. She'd sucked her grandfather's huge cock a couple of times now, and tonight, he'd promised to fuck her with it. She couldn't wait. She stepped across to the bed and saw two large boxes lying on top of the covers, each one done up with a big colorful ribbon tied into a bow. One had a tag attached that said: "FOR DINNER TONIGHT" and the other said: "FOR LATER".
Like a kid on Christmas Day, she opened the box that said "FOR DINNER TONIGHT", undoing the ribbon and lifting off the top. As she pulled back the sheets of folded tissue paper inside, a glittering brightness spilled forth. She almost jumped back in surprise as the light hit her. She pushed the tissue paper all the way back and then reached inside, drawing out a dress.
"Oh my, it's gorgeous," Shannon said under her breath as she held the dress out before her. It was a one-shoulder mini dress made of a sheer, almost gauze-like, material. It was almost totally covered in thousands of tiny gold, silver, and black sequins. Holding it up before her, she could see that on the side that had the single strap that went over your shoulder, the area near the indented waist was almost totally barren of sequins, which would give it an almost transparent look. Looking down the length of the little dress, she noticed that the number of sequins covering the whole thing diminished as you went lower, with only a few scattered around the bottom of the hem. With the dress being so short to start with, and similar to that transparent section near the waist, this would make the upper thighs of the wearer more visible through the sprinkling of sequins. She knew it would look devastatingly sexy.
She reached into the package and drew out a flat rectangular-shaped package. It was a new pair of sheer-to-the-waist pantyhose in natural tone, but she could see that it had a fine gold shimmer to it as well. It would make her legs glisten provocatively, as if she had applied a thin layer of shiny oil.
Looking back in the package, she drew out another item—a pair of sexy high heels. They were gold as well, with a slim 4" heel and ribbon-like straps that would cross over her foot just above the toes, with another slim gold strap that would secure the shoe by circling her ankle. She held them up next to the dress and saw they complimented the sexy dress perfectly. Right next to the shoes was a little clutch purse covered in the same tiny gold, silver, and black sequins. It was a perfect accessory for the outfit. When she lifted it out, she could feel that there was something inside the purse. She opened it to find a hairclip and a lipstick. She opened the lipstick and spun out the waxy tube, a smile coming over her face as she looked at the brilliant cherry-red color. She knew there'd be traces of that along her grandfather's huge cock before the night was over.
Seeing that the gorgeous dress had a strap that only went over one shoulder, she wondered if her grandfather had bought her a strapless bra as well. She was curious to see if there'd be panties to match. She rummaged around in the box, pushing and pulling at the numerous sheets of tissue paper, but there was nothing else there. She remembered Claudia telling her that when her grandfather had an outfit prepared for her, he would take care of everything and she was only to wear what he had chosen for her. Flummoxed by this strange turn of events, she picked up the dress again, turning it around. She was able to look inside the dress, and she noticed that there were structured bra cups actually built right into the dress.
"Well...well, isn't that something," she said to herself as she undid the zipper in the back and looked closer inside. She could see that the built-in bra was not full size, but almost like demi-cups, or even quarter-cups, that would fit on the sides and lower portions of her sizable breasts, with the support ending just below her nipples. She ran her fingers over the partial bra cups, feeling the substantial wire hidden beneath the fabric. She knew it was push her breasts together and up substantially, creating an impressive shelf that would leave her sizable nipples to push against the front of the sequin-covered fabric. She noticed a little label sewn into a seam at the side. She brought it close to her face and read: CLIENT—SHANNON WESTBROOK, SIZE—34DD.
"Oh my gosh," she thought to herself as she almost gasped out loud in surprise—her grandfather had had this dress made specifically for her! She couldn't believe it. No one had ever done anything like that for her in her whole life. Her heart swelled with love for the older man, and she felt herself tearing up at the thoughtfulness and generosity he was showing by doing this for her. With waves of emotion rolling over her, she realized this caring gesture made her want to please him even more than ever.
She looked at the second package, the one that was labeled "FOR LATER". Her hand reached out for it, and then she stopped in midair. As curious as she was to find out what was inside it, she knew she'd love the anticipation of finding out what it was even more. Summoning up her willpower, she resisted the urge to pounce upon the beckoning package and find out what sinfully wicked apparel her grandfather had chosen for her to wear once they returned. Instead, she placed her outfit for the evening on the bed, turned her back on the unopened package, and finished undressing. Shannon put the clothes she'd been wearing in a laundry bag she found in the closet, and slipped on a huge fluffy robe that was folded on a shelf in the bathroom.
The bathroom was enormous, and opulently decorated, with a number of pots of fresh flowers, just like the rest of the penthouse suite. It had a massive shower lined in marble with glass walls around two sides that rose almost to the ceiling. Next to it was a huge soaker tub, which drew her gaze instantly. She ran the tub and poured in some bubble bath, and then lit a number of candles that were placed around the room. She fiddled with the sound system on one of the walls, and the room filled with gentle soothing sounds. With the comforting scent of the flowers, the warm glow from the candles, and the caressing sound of the music, it felt like a spa.
"Perfect," Shannon said under her breath as she slipped off her robe and stepped into the soaker tub. Steam drifted above the foamy bubbles as she settled in, totally immersing her body in the huge tub. She closed her eyes and let the soothing sensations wash over her, her body totally relaxing as the hot fragrant water lapped at her huge tits. It was deliciously tranquil, and she let her body surrender to the calming warmth as she lay back, eyes closed, savoring the new experience. She let her fingertips trace over her body, loving the way her newly-painted nails looked against her smooth young skin. She brought her hands to her sumptuous tits, watching with a smile on her face as the red talon-like nails toyed with her nipples.
"Mmmmm," she purred like a kitten as the little buds responded, stiffening and poking up above the water. With her nipples like little bullets, she squeezed her sizable breasts, filling her soapy hands with the voluptuous globes. She pictured her grandfather's huge cock, and how wonderful it had felt filling her mouth, the massive head stretching her lips almost to the tearing point as he'd slipped it inside. As she thought about what that powerful cylinder of flesh was going to do to her later, she let her fingers slide down her body and between her legs, her thighs eagerly rolling open to each side. Her fingertips found her clit, and she tweaked it teasingly. She gave a little gasp of delight as the tingling sensations shot through her. With one soapy hand groping her huge tits, and the other one rubbing her slippery pussy, it wasn't long until she brought herself off, images of her grandfather's huge thick cock stretching and filling her young teenaged pussy running through her head.
