Magne knew that he would like the way she looked, just from the things that they talked about before. She knew that he liked the way these kinds of clothes looked, especially as practical as they could be, and he'd gone out of his way to make sure that she knew he liked the way she looked all on her own. So, she knew that it would be a hit.
And then he's stymied by all of it out together, and it feels all the more gratifying, if a little bit embarrassed as he looks her over from head to foot.
Taking in the way that he looks at her Intensifies that mild embarrassed, though it also stokes the low heat that she always seems to feel in her gut when she's around him and he's so earnestly interesting in her. It's such a new feeling for her that she honestly feels a little silly for letting it affect her in this way. It dies back down only slightly when he takes her hand, holding on loosely and following the way that he guides her through the spin. Almost instinctively she shifts onto one foot to allow the smooth motion.
"I was thinking I might wear this to work when I get used to it," she muses, laying her free hand against the taut, firm side of the corset that very subtly cinches her waist in such a way that it exaggerates the way her shirt puffs up over the top of it. The thoughtful expression on her face turns mischievous as she adds, "I could find another one later, fit for your eyes only."
He's so easy and she loves him for it.
And then he's stymied by all of it out together, and it feels all the more gratifying, if a little bit embarrassed as he looks her over from head to foot.
Taking in the way that he looks at her Intensifies that mild embarrassed, though it also stokes the low heat that she always seems to feel in her gut when she's around him and he's so earnestly interesting in her. It's such a new feeling for her that she honestly feels a little silly for letting it affect her in this way. It dies back down only slightly when he takes her hand, holding on loosely and following the way that he guides her through the spin. Almost instinctively she shifts onto one foot to allow the smooth motion.
"I was thinking I might wear this to work when I get used to it," she muses, laying her free hand against the taut, firm side of the corset that very subtly cinches her waist in such a way that it exaggerates the way her shirt puffs up over the top of it. The thoughtful expression on her face turns mischievous as she adds, "I could find another one later, fit for your eyes only."