relatively tame, coming straight across my collarbone to end in slender straps that went over my shoulders. It clung to my curves, showcasing them beautifully. The front was amazing. But it was the back I had bought it for. Aside from a slim strap that went from shoulder to shoulder across the base of my neck, there was no back. The sides draped down from my shoulders, showing a little side boob which I thought was sexy, and finally draping at the base of my back, showing the twin dimples of my ass. It was drop dead sexy. And very modern. This is probably why it was still hanging in the closet and hadn’t been worn before now.
I left my hair down and in loose waves, pinning it to one side, leaving my neck bare on the other. After adding small diamond earrings and my black stiletto pumps I was pretty much ready for the evening. I had done my makeup, going for a much more natural look than I normally did. Meghan was going to be shocked when she saw me. I couldn’t remember the last time I had gone out on the town without a corset or bright red lips. I felt like a new me, and I liked it. I hoped that people around me did. Frowning I remembered a time when the people around me didn’t like who I was. When they made my life a living hell and made me want to end it every day. Not wanting to put a damper on the evening I shook the feelings off, telling myself that I didn’t need them to say I was beautiful because I had a man that did that for me.
I went to the kitchen where I could hear dad watching the Barrett-Jackson car auction in the other room. After pouring myself a glass of wine, I settled in to the couch next to him to wait for Meghan. Dad looked up and his eyes went wide.
“Teagan, is that you? What the hell. Heck. What is this? Am I being punked? Are you wearing this outfit to see if I love you as much in this getup as I do in your normal attire?” he said, struggling to get the thoughts out coherently.
I laughed. It felt good to be more relaxed. I felt good.
“Dad, seriously, it was in my closet so I decided I ought to wear it. Besides, it’s crazy hot.” I stood and turned so he could see the back. I heard a choking sound and whipped back around to see him wiping off his shirt and setting his rum down.
“Damn sweetheart, don’t do that again. I’m too young for a heart attack. That dress should be illegal on daughters. I would tell you to go change but since that would never happen I will tell you how amazing you look and to be safe tonight. Have fun but please be safe.”
“Dad, I am not new to this you know” I rolled my eyes, feeling a little like the child he still thought I was.
“I know, but you are my only child and I’ll always fear for you. I love you.” He said
“I love you too dad.”
It was in the middle of this heartwarming conversation that the doorbell rang and Meghan walked in as only she could, yelling, “You ready bitch!?” When she rounded the corner and saw me, her jaw dropped.
“Shut your whore mouth, you’re catching flies. I thought you wanted to catch men. Let’s go.” I said, heading off the questions about my look.
I giggled and my dad rolled his eyes, muttering, “And you wonder why I worry,” causing me to laugh even harder. “I’m coming Meghan! Let’s do this. Bye dad. Be good. No red rooms or grey ties while drinking.” I laughed and kissed his head. He just shook it and shoed me out.
*****
Meghan and I had decided earlier on a club called Nightshade. It was a classy place, for a dance club. It had been so long since I had been out just for fun. When we got there, people were already crowding the dance floor, moving together with the pulsing music. Their movements so closely mimicking sex that I was pretty sure some of them were actually doing it on the dance floor. Meghan grabbed my arm and pulled me to the bar. Waving down the bartender she looked at me, “Drink rule tonight- only drinks with sex in the name. I am gonna start us off easy. If
I left my hair down and in loose waves, pinning it to one side, leaving my neck bare on the other. After adding small diamond earrings and my black stiletto pumps I was pretty much ready for the evening. I had done my makeup, going for a much more natural look than I normally did. Meghan was going to be shocked when she saw me. I couldn’t remember the last time I had gone out on the town without a corset or bright red lips. I felt like a new me, and I liked it. I hoped that people around me did. Frowning I remembered a time when the people around me didn’t like who I was. When they made my life a living hell and made me want to end it every day. Not wanting to put a damper on the evening I shook the feelings off, telling myself that I didn’t need them to say I was beautiful because I had a man that did that for me.
I went to the kitchen where I could hear dad watching the Barrett-Jackson car auction in the other room. After pouring myself a glass of wine, I settled in to the couch next to him to wait for Meghan. Dad looked up and his eyes went wide.
“Teagan, is that you? What the hell. Heck. What is this? Am I being punked? Are you wearing this outfit to see if I love you as much in this getup as I do in your normal attire?” he said, struggling to get the thoughts out coherently.
I laughed. It felt good to be more relaxed. I felt good.
“Dad, seriously, it was in my closet so I decided I ought to wear it. Besides, it’s crazy hot.” I stood and turned so he could see the back. I heard a choking sound and whipped back around to see him wiping off his shirt and setting his rum down.
“Damn sweetheart, don’t do that again. I’m too young for a heart attack. That dress should be illegal on daughters. I would tell you to go change but since that would never happen I will tell you how amazing you look and to be safe tonight. Have fun but please be safe.”
“Dad, I am not new to this you know” I rolled my eyes, feeling a little like the child he still thought I was.
“I know, but you are my only child and I’ll always fear for you. I love you.” He said
“I love you too dad.”
It was in the middle of this heartwarming conversation that the doorbell rang and Meghan walked in as only she could, yelling, “You ready bitch!?” When she rounded the corner and saw me, her jaw dropped.
“Shut your whore mouth, you’re catching flies. I thought you wanted to catch men. Let’s go.” I said, heading off the questions about my look.
I giggled and my dad rolled his eyes, muttering, “And you wonder why I worry,” causing me to laugh even harder. “I’m coming Meghan! Let’s do this. Bye dad. Be good. No red rooms or grey ties while drinking.” I laughed and kissed his head. He just shook it and shoed me out.
*****
Meghan and I had decided earlier on a club called Nightshade. It was a classy place, for a dance club. It had been so long since I had been out just for fun. When we got there, people were already crowding the dance floor, moving together with the pulsing music. Their movements so closely mimicking sex that I was pretty sure some of them were actually doing it on the dance floor. Meghan grabbed my arm and pulled me to the bar. Waving down the bartender she looked at me, “Drink rule tonight- only drinks with sex in the name. I am gonna start us off easy. If
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