Her eyes widened as she exclaimed, "Wait, what did you just say?" Lance never failed to amaze her with his audacity. She was almost taken aback by his words, but something inside her felt curious too.
Riyi couldn't believe what she was hearing. She looked at Lance, her eyes wide with disbelief. "Are you out of your mind?" she whispered, trying to keep her voice low. "My mom or even my mother-in-law might just suddenly appear out of nowhere!"
She gestured to the ground, implying that at any moment, someone could come up the stairs and walk in without warning. "Besides," she added, "I told him, 'You had your opportunity. Our relationship is finished.'"
Despite her protests, there was a part of her that was curious about what Lance might do. The thought of him on his knees, gliding his hands up her legs and imagining them reaching mid-thigh where her stockings ended and bare flesh began, sent shivers down her spine.
The image of him gently stroking her bare ass flashed through her mind, and she couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness. Riyi knew that this was a dangerous game they were playing, but the thrill of it all was too tempting to resist.
Despite her protests, Lance seemed determined. "Riyi, if you could please..." he said, his voice trailing off. "Let me see what he will be enjoying tonight."
As they stood there in silence, Riyi could hear the anxious beating of her heart. Lance remained unmoved, wearing a mischievous smile and feigning a pout. They stood there, anxiously listening for any creaking footsteps on the ancient staircase. Meanwhile, Lou, her maid of honor, chatted away on the phone in the adjacent room, oblivious to the tension.
Riyi could feel her cheeks turning red with embarrassment. She tried to reason with herself that it was just a small peek, for old times' sake. But still, the thought of Lance seeing her naked again made her nervous.
"Oh, come on, Riyi," Lance insisted. "Just let me take one final peek." Riyi hesitated, reassuring herself that he had seen her naked in every possible sexual position, and that showing him her legs or even panties isn't a big deal.
Taking a deep breath, Riyi asked, "Will you depart right away?" Lance affirmed with a nod. "Please have a seat," she gestured towards the sole chair in the room. "You won't lay a hand upon me."
As Lance sat on the rickety wooden chair next to the desk, Riyi tried to push aside the fact that in just thirty minutes, she would be entering into marriage with someone else. Her actions were morally questionable, but she couldn't shake the feeling of excitement and anticipation.
Riyi approached him and stood nearby, letting out a deep sigh to convey her annoyance. Locking eyes with him, she whispered, "This is the final occasion." Lance smirked, clearly enjoying the moment.
Riyi couldn't believe she was going through with this. Slowly, she folded herself in half, reaching for the hem of her wedding gown. Delicately, she gathered it up, creating elegant folds, and cautiously straightened herself.
Bit by bit, she exposed her long stocking-clad legs. She stopped at mid-thigh where her stockings ended. "There you go," she said, her voice quivering. "So, do you like my stockings?"
As Riyi exposed more of herself, Lance struggled to resist the urge to extend his hand and snatch her. He looked like he was holding back.
"Very... sexy," Lance said, his voice low and raspy. "More please." Riyi couldn't help but roll her eyes in response. Taking a brief pause to gather her thoughts, she slowly lifted her dress another few inches, revealing the lacy tops of her stockings and stopping just below her panties.
She could hear Lance's heavy breathing, and as she observed him, his eyes absorbed every detail of the scene. He looked hungry, like he wanted to devour her right then and there.
Riyi felt a thrill run through her veins at his reaction. It was intoxicating, and for a moment, she forgot about everything else. She stood there, her heart racing, waiting for his next move.
Riyi shifted her gaze towards the window, double-checking that they remained hidden from anyone below. Taking a moment to listen for any sound of footsteps on the creaky stairs, she turned her attention back to Lance.
A flutter of butterflies danced in her stomach. She should have dropped her skirt at that point, but instead, she pressed on. "And this," she said, pausing to build up the suspense, "Is what it looks like." With a slow and deliberate motion, she carefully lifted her dress, inch by inch, revealing her stomach.
Lance was left speechless as his jaw hit the floor. "Wow!" he exclaimed in amazement. Riyi looked down at his mid-region and recognized the big bulge she'd seen many times before. The sight of it made her feel light-headed.
She couldn't believe she was doing this, but something about the thrill of it all was addictive and too much to resist. She continued to tease him, knowing that she was pushing the boundaries of what was acceptable.
"I love how they're kind of see-through," Lance commented.
Riyi smiled, looking down at her predominantly white sheer panties with a solid white patch concealing her vagina.
"Adorable, right?" she asked, her voice excited. She stood there, holding her dress, giving Lance a chance to admire it from her belly to her toes. She secretly hoped he would also spot her new belly ring.
Lance eagerly requested a glimpse of the stunning view from behind.
Riyi laughed and playfully let go of her dress. "Nah, not gonna happen!" she said, shaking her head. Lance sounded disappointed. "Why not?" he asked. "I'm sorry, but no," Riyi replied firmly.
He asked, "How come?" Seriously? Didn't he get why she was hesitant? She let out a sigh, knowing she had to be blunt.
Riyi glanced at the clock on the wall, noticing how much time had passed. "Well, for starters," she began, pausing to glance at the clock, "I will be wedded in the next twenty-six minutes." She paused, taking a deep breath. "Secondly, there is nothing to see from behind."
Lance raised his eyebrows, and they both burst out laughing. "Oh, seriously?" he exclaimed. "So you're rocking a g-string down the aisle today?" Riyi shrugged, remaining silent for a moment. Then she finally responded, "It's a thong at the back."
She was grinning as she spoke, enjoying the reaction on his face when she revealed it's a thong. "Oh, I see," Lance replied, nodding his head and tapping his chin with his finger.
"No," Riyi shook her head, "You don't see."
Despite her protests, Lance couldn't resist the temptation. "One little peek. I won't touch, I swear," he pleaded. After a moment, Riyi couldn't tear her eyes away from the bulging mid-region against Lance's black suit pants.
With an exaggerated sigh, Riyi broke the silence. Turning her back to him, she glanced over her shoulder and whispered, "Just one little look." Lance saw his chance and swiftly reached over, grabbing the hem of her dress.
Riyi stood there as Lance pulled the dress up and pressed it against her shoulder, holding it firmly. As the cool air brushed against her bare butt, a warm sensation crept up her neck and face.
"My God, Riyi," Lance breathed, "you have such an amazing ass, so round and perfect."
Riyi couldn't help but smile as she felt Lance's gaze on her bare butt once more. It was exhilarating, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of power knowing that she had him under her spell.
She playfully reminded Lance, "Hey, you're supposed to be focused on my thong, remember?". Her heart raced as she heard his compliments about her thong disappearing between her ass cheeks. It was like a drug, the way he made her feel desired and cherished.
Lance chuckled and leaned in closer, his breath tickling the sensitive skin of her neck. "I love how the white string disappears between your little ass cheeks," he whispered.
Riyi shivered, her heart racing in anticipation. This was dangerous territory, but she couldn't resist the thrill of it all.
Lance's hand on her bare ass made Riyi gasp, feeling both excited and terrified. He gently patted her flesh exploring every inch of her ass, moving his hand from cheek to cheek slowly, which sent a wave of pleasure through Riyi's body. A part of her wanted to slap him, but most of her craved for him to take control and finish what he started.
Riyi tried to keep her composure, reminding Lance, "Hey, you promised! That's enough!" She turned to confront him, and Lance let go of the dress, allowing it to fall back into place.
"There, now you've officially felt up the bride," Riyi said, trying to sound angry. "I hope you're thrilled," she added, pretending to be annoyed.