“Good.” Bonnie unraveled the cloth tape measure and stretched it between her hands. “Alright, hold your hands up in the air and I'll get your waist measurement.”
Bonnie moved around Lily quickly, taking measurements and immediately jotting them down onto a small notepad. It was clear she had done this thousands of times before. She didn't even have to speak. She just went to work.
“You're fast,” Lily said.
Bonnie shrugged. “I've done this a time or two. That's really all it is. Practice, practice, practice.”
She continued to take some measurements and Lily stood still. Her mind was doing anything but resting, though. She was far too excited. Not only for her date with Wyatt, but for the chance to try on this amazing dress that hung in front of her.
“So what do you do
, Lily?” Bonnie asked, without looking up from her clipboard.
“Oh, I work at a coffee shop at the edge of town,” Lily replied.
Bonnie lifted her gaze and she seemed a bit surprised by Lily's response. “Coffee shop?”
Lily nodded innocently. “Yeah. It's just a small, Mom and Pop type store. It gets pretty busy, though.”
“I don't want to sound rude, but you do know how much this dress costs, right?” Bonnie asked.
Suddenly, Lily felt really embarrassed and also, a little annoyed that Bonnie would say something like that.
Who cares that I work at a coffee shop? Lily wondered. Am I not allowed to shop here, just based on what I do for work? Maybe I'm really good at saving my pennies, or maybe my parents are rich. It's not like she would know one way or the other.
“Yes, I know how much it costs,” Lily said, although she didn't actually know the exact number. It didn't matter what it was, though, because this transaction would be on Wyatt's account. “My friend is buying it for me.”
Bonnie's face relaxed. “Oh, okay. Is Wyatt his name?”
Lily's jaw dropped a bit. “Yes, how did you know?”
Bonnie smiled. “He called earlier this morning and said someone would be in buying a dress. He gave me all of his credit card information.”
“Yeah, that's him,” she replied.
“Well then, you're all taken care of,” she said, jotting a few more notes down onto her pad. “As far as your measurements, I've got good news. That dress should actually fit perfectly, with the exception of the length. I may have to hem the bottom. Luckily, that's a quick job for me and you'll be able to get the dress in less than an hour. That is, of course, if you end up liking it after you try it on.”
“I can't imagine a world in which I wouldn't like a dress this beautiful,” Lily said.
Bonnie set her notepad down and then took the baby blue dress off of the hangar for Lily. She handed it to her, and Lily cradled it across her arms like it was the most valuable thing on the planet.
“Thank you,” Lily said. “I'll head back to the dressing rooms.”
“I unlocked Room Two for you,” Bonnie said. “Go ahead and try it on and let me know what you think. If you don't see me, I'm probably just up front at the cash register.”
“Sounds good.” Lily turned and head back toward Room Two. She stepped inside and closed the door, carefully laying the dress down onto the velvet bench that was against the back wall of the room.
She took off her skirt suit, which now felt cheap and flimsy compared everything she'd seen in the shop. Standing just in her underwear, she picked up the dress and pressed it against her front. She faced the mirror and cocked her head to the side, smiling wide. It was almost like she was practicing her smile, getting ready to put it to use later that evening when she saw Wyatt.
Alright, she thought, as she began to step into the dress. Time to put on the most expensive article of clothing I've ever had touch my body.
The silky material slid easily up her legs and her sides, as she pulled it all the way to her shoulders. The front rested perfect against her chest. It cradled her tits just right, exposing a fair amount but not enough to where she looked slutty. In fact, it looked more like she was about to take a stroll out on the red carpet.
Lily tied the string around the back of her neck, which held the dress in place. She almost cried when she looked at herself in the mirror.
It's beautiful, she thought, running her fingers down her sides. It's so perfect.
The baby blue silk was shining as it reflected the overhead light in the changing room. For the first time in her life, she felt just as beautiful as a movie star or a model. She slowly turned to side and placed a hand on her hip, flashing a flirtatious smile at herself in the mirror.