First Thing I See by Vi Keeland Page B

of him.   At least not overtly.    By the time it was unbearable to be in
my own house with her, Dad was starting to heal from the torture she had put
him through and I couldn’t bear to see him hurt again.  So I took it all, and
after a while, she convinced me her words were true.  If it weren’t for Shauna,
I don’t know how I would have gotten through those years.  She was my light in
the darkness and the best friend anyone could have. 
                    “So does this Kennedy have a last name?”  I
thought about making one up, because I knew he would be calling a buddy to run
a background check that afternoon if I didn’t.   
                    “His last name is Jenner Dad, but please
don’t send all your buddies on a mission to find dirt.”   
                    “Now would I do that baby girl?”  Yes, dad
you most certainly would.
                    “Okay dad, I have to get going back to work
now.  Be good and I’ll see you on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving.”
                    “I love you baby girl.”  I could hear him
sigh through the phone.  He missed me and I knew it.
                    “I love you too Dad.” 

Chapter 1 5
     
                    Kennedy surprised me with a new dress for
the Charity event we were going to Saturday night.  “Did you really pick this
out all by yourself?  It is the most beautiful dress I have ever seen.”  The
dress was obviously antique couture.  The style was far removed from the harsh
angles and lines of the current art deco fashion and was instead designed to
show beauty and grace.  The entire dress was decorated in light shades of pearls
and iridescent beads.  It looked like something out of a 1920’s flapper movie,
without the over the top flapper fringe.  The pearls were set in a way to give
the appearance of lace and then the dark beading appeared to shadow the lace. 
It was dusty rose and something I would have never picked out for myself.  The
neckline was low, but had layers of sheer fabric that made it appear romantic
instead of overly sexy.
                    “You are killing me Hope, do you think I
can’t pick out something beautiful?”  He arched one eyebrow and I saw the hint
of a smile beneath the pretense of his hurt feelings.
                    “I didn’t mean that, it’s just so unique and
beautiful, you must have had to spend a lot of time looking.” 
                    He took a sip of his wine with that sexy
mouth.  “You are right, I did.  You really have to keep your eyes open for
something that unique and beautiful.”  I could tell he wasn’t talking about the
dress anymore and I flushed.  This man has seen me naked and in some pretty
compromising positions, yet his words could still make me blush like a school
girl.
                    “Why don’t I put it on for you?”  I smiled a
devious smile.  I had already put on the lingerie I had purchased for this
weekend and was feeling confident at what his reaction would be.  I kept my
eyes locked on his and slowly untied the long green silk robe I was wearing.  I
let it hang open for a minute so he can see a hint of lace, before shaking my
shoulders a few times to cause the robe to slowly slip down my shoulders and
form a puddle at my feet.
                    His eyes darkened and bore into me.  My
breasts were pushed up and barely contained by the nude colored lace half demi
cup bra.  On the bottom, I wore matching lace boy short panties that fit me
like a second skin.  My thin shapely legs were covered by thigh high sheer
stockings with a ribbon of satin and lace at the top.  When I saw the lingerie
on display I knew it was the perfect mix of innocent and sexy that Kennedy
would love.  I stood there for a moment and watched him drink me in.