Seducing My Ex's Father In Law by Caroline Above Story

Chapter 0047

I knew she was right.

It took a few more minutes, but eventually, Irene found a blouse along with a skirt. I frowned at the skirt and raised my eyebrows at her.

inting to my pants.

“My pants are fine,” I told her, pointing to my

“Yeah, but this blouse requires this skirt,” she told me. “Trust me, I know fashion. I bout them as a pair and they deserve to be worn as a pair.”

I sighed and shook my head at her.

“Don’t you have a singular shirt that doesn’t require any other attire?” I asked her.

“Yes, but this would look so cute on you,” she said, jetting out her bottom lip. “Humor me, Judy. Try it on and if you hate it, you can change it into something else. But I truly believe you’ll look gorgeous in this.”

“I’m only going home, Irene. I don’t need to look gorgeous in anything,” I reminded her.

eyes and waved off my

she begged

and relented.

I finally said after a beat of silence.

me the biggest smile as she handed me the blouse and skirt. I had to admit, they were a cute combo, and I hated that I actually liked her clothing. I hated that I liked her, but Irene made it difficult to hate her.

back in a few minutes,” she told me, giving me a grateful and excited smile as she quickly hurried past me and out of the

room, feeling at a loss. Ethan’s scent was so potent that if my eyes were closed, I would have thought he was standing in front of

bedroom reminded me of a teenage girl’s room; it was clear that this had been her room since childhood.

since ch

pictures on her dresser from prom, her date cut out of them. She wore a tiara, indicating that she was in fact that prom queen. She

from hardwood with a big pink rug that matched her

throat as I stripped off my remaining shirt. I walked over to the trash

placing them on

the tip, dipping into a V shape where my cleavage would be displayed, I knew my bra wouldn’t look good underneath it wished I had a better bra on, but I certainly wasn’t going to borrow Irene’s. I also wasn’t about to give her the chance to

onto the bed, my breasts breaking free from their restraints, I walked over to the full–length mirror on the other side of the room and glanced at my body with a frown. My breasts were full, and my hips were curvy; my belly had small