Dahlia's POV
Walking into the mall, I couldn't contain my excitement. I was finally going to have sex with my boyfriend. We've been dating for eight months now, and I kind of felt guilty because anytime he wanted to touch me, I always resisted—not because I didn't feel like it; it was more like I was feeling a little insecure about my body, and also because I wasn't sure if I wanted Scott to be my first....yep I'm a virgin, and my girlfriends have been using it to tease me my whole life....ok not exactly my whole life.
Don't get me wrong. I did love Scott very, very much, but I didn't know if it was the right time. I just got back from Pennsylvania yesterday. I went to see my parents because they wouldn't let me breathe. They have been seriously bugging me for the past few months, saying they wanted to see me and spend time with me. I don't actually blame them, though; I am their only daughter and youngest child. My older brother, Ryan, didn't really have time to visit since he was busy with his life and stuff.
Scott didn't know I was back; in fact, no one knew. I wanted to surprise him. I wanted to see the look on his face when he opened his door and saw me right in front of him. I really wanted him to enjoy tonight, so that's why I went shopping to get a very cute dress and very sexy undergarments. I had been searching for a whole thirty minutes, but I just couldn't find the right one.
"Miss, may I help you?" one of the girls working there asked.
"Umm..... Hey..... I'm looking for a very nice sexy dress and sexy undies too," I said, going straight to the point.
"My....my....looks like you have a lot planned for tonight, don't you?" she smirked.
"Oh, you don't know the half of it," I giggled.
"Ok, come with me," she said as I followed immediately. She led me to a section of the mall with a lot of dresses.
"Do you have anything in mind....or you just want to buy what looks good on you?"
"Definitely what looks good on me." I didn't think twice before replying. I was so excited, and time was running out. It was already 5 p.m., and I hadn't even found what I was looking for.
"Do you like this one?" She pulled out a white straight long-sleeved short dress from the rack of clothes. I would have considered wearing it, but it was white! There was no way I was going to wear that.
"Nah," I said, shaking my head.
"O.....k then what about this one?" She pulled out a long red velvet dress with a long slit that was definitely going to show a lot of skin. I couldn't wear that tonight, plus that dress was definitely not me.
"Too formal," I said, and then my eye caught something shimmering in the pile of clothes. "Can I see that one?" I pointed as she took out the dress and gave it to me.
It was a black short sequin dress that had openings by the sides that were going to eventually show some part of my tummy, and one side of the dress was off-shoulder but with a sleeve....it was perfect. I tried it out in the women's room, and it fit like a glove.
"This is the one." I came out so the girl I was with could see me in the dress.
"It really does suit you. It makes you look incredibly hot," she smiled.
"I know right," I said, twirling. I was so excited.
"Your man won't be able to take his eyes off you tonight, or any other man for that matter." I was so happy about my new dress that I completely forgot about the undies I wanted to buy.
"Oh shit!" I exclaimed, "I forgot about the undies."
"Oh, that wouldn't be a problem. You can stay here and change back into your clothes while I go pick a few you'd like...then you can choose from what I've brought," she said about leaving.
"Oh, thank you very much; you've been a big help to me." I thanked her.
"Oh, there's no need to thank me; it's my job to help the customers," she said before leaving. She wasn't wrong, though; it was her job. I shrugged nonchalantly and went back into the changing room so I could change back into my normal clothes. A couple of minutes after I was done, she walked into the changing room with about ten different sets of lingerie hanging from her hands.
"Oh wow... I thought you said a few." I laughed as she smiled.
"I figured it would be a lot easier for you to choose from a lot more than 'a few'," She emphasized 'a few, which made us burst out in giggles again. She laid them down on the dressing table so I could see them better, but no matter how I tried, I just couldn't pick one. I had to ask for help.
"Can you please help me? It's kind of hard to choose...they all look so good," I pleaded.
"Oh, that's fine....like I said, it's my job to help you, but before that, do you have any particular color in mind?" I didn't think so, but when she asked, I gave it a quick thought and said it should probably be black like my dress.
"Black, no red, or probably both. I don't know any of them," I shrugged.
"Alright, alright, maybe this," she showed me, a black-laced one. "Or this one," She put out a red one....the red was kind of giving off this beach party vibe, so I ended up taking the black one.
We hurried up everything, and I went to the front to pay for the things I bought. They weren't that expensive, but they weren't cheap either. I made my way out of the mall and took a cab home. I had a very long shower, and when I was done, it was already 6:15 p.m. I put on my makeup as usual, styled my hair into a messy bun, and took out a few strands to frame my face. I put on the underwear, the dress, and my black leather knee-high boots.
I grabbed my brown purse, which was going to match my brown coat by the door. I looked at the mirror for the last time, and I couldn't help but shriek. "Scott is so going to love this," I said to myself before grabbing my coat and leaving the house. I locked the door as usual, and I put the keys in my bag. I wasn't really a fan of leaving my keys under my floor mat, in my flower pot, or whatever. I called for a cab, and off I went, and it was just 7:45 p.m. I did go late, though, later than I was expecting, but it was still fine; it's not like he knew I was coming or anything. The driver dropped me off, and I paid him. As I turned around and saw Scott's house, I was already fired up. "Tonight's going to be so much fun," I said as I walked towards his porch.