5- Club Ambrosia- Part 1

Isabella

“HERE!” exclaims Angel. Pulling into the mall had to be the last thing running through our minds as we noticed just how packed it was. “This is NUTS” replies Caleb once I move to park the car.

“You're telling me.” Climbing out from the car, we slowly begin to head inside, still unaware of the suv that had been following us as they continued to stay hidden from sight. “This place is packed, it’s like a crazy town” I remarked, just as we entered the building, the smell of food all but hitting our noses as we did.

“Gods… I’m so hungry” groans Caleb, his stomach growling from all the delicious smells. Chuckling, I move to pat his shoulder. “Let’s eat, then shop that way we’ll have strength to shove past all the crazy people.”

“Isabella, you're such a saint,” laughs Caleb. “No I’m not, I just know you” smirking as we move to grab a bite to eat, each of us grabbing something at random. Once we all have what we want we move to find a seat off to the side only to find a booth.

“Perfect”

Satisfied with our choice, we move to sit down and eat. “MMMM” moans Angel, as she takes a bite of her pizza. “That good?” I ask, trying not to laugh at her.

“Uh ya, Pizza is heaven” laughs Angel, just as she moves to take another bite. “Agreed, except this philly cheese steak is also pretty good” chimes Caleb as he moves to take a bite of his own food. “Agree to disagree” I say, taking a bite of my own food.

“Oh ya? What did you get?” asks Caleb. “I got sesame chicken” gesturing with my hand I move to show them my plate of chinese food. “Eww, gross” remarks Caleb as he wrinkles his nose playfully.

“You're gross.” Nudging him, I go back to eating my food as does Caleb and Angel. Once done, we move to throw away the trash before moving to exit the food court, our bellies full. “Where too first” comes my reply as I move to look at Angel and Caleb.

“Uh, where do you think” smirks Angel. “Um, I don’t know,” I admit. Smirking, Angel quickly moves to grab my hand before pulling me in the direction of the lingerie store, Caleb slowly following behind us as Angel all but dragged me.

“First stop, Victoria Secret.”

At the mention of that store I can’t help but pale. Not that store, anywhere but there. Unfortunately my prayers aren’t answered as Angel continues to drag me along, making sure to grab things that we can both try on.

“Here try this” orders Angel as she hands me a lace 38C cup bra. “Um..how do you know my size?” I ask, unsure how she knew. “Simple, I asked your mom.” At the mention of my mom my mood instantly dampens, remembering the secret they had been hiding from me.

Some parents they turned out to be. Scoffing I take the bras along with a few other things including a sexy black strapless one and move to try them on. Upon entering the fitting room I start by trying on the bras.

Beautiful. Simply beautiful. Still staring at my reflection I can’t help but drift back to the man from earlier. The way his green eyes sparkled. His black raven hair slightly tousled. Mmm… if only he was here. At the thought of him rising I can’t help but notice how flustered my body was getting.

Damn it, I need to stop thinking of him. Unable to behave, I moved to run a finger along the top of my breast, imagining it was him. Continuing, I move to slide my finger between the fabric of the lace bra and my skin, grazing my nipple. Fuck. Biting my lip I continue, my body responding as my core shivered.

Feeling warm and slightly flustered I try to stop, not wanting to get caught for such indecent exposure. But, I want more. Then like on autopilot I gently pinch the nub, causing me to bite back a moan as my core tightens. The anticipation at being caught all too much. Then, before anything else can happen there's a knock on the door jarring me back to present as I move to remove my hand.

“Yes?” I called, once sure I was okay. “You done?” asks Angel from the other side of the door. “Ya, I’m just changing be out in a minute” I tell her. Mentally cursing myself for almost being caught.

For fuck sake Isabella, get a grip. Your practically engaged and your thinking of some random man fucking you right here in the fitting room. With that in mind I move to change back before moving to exit the stall. “All set?” asks Angel as I move to join her, Angel handing me matching panties for the bras.

“Of course” I remark, not wanting to tell her that I almost orgasmed in the changing room because of that man from earlier.

“Perfect then lets get going” then without further hassle we move to pay for our purchases before moving to meet up with Caleb who was sitting outside the front of the store.

“Ready” asks Caleb once he notices us. “Yep, let's move on to the clothes next” I say. Chuckling, Caleb can’t help but notice my flushed expression. Crap he knows. Glancing to Caleb I gare, telling him to shut it as we approach another shop, one that sold formal attire.

“Next stop, dresses.” Then like last time, Angel moves to pull me into the store, destination, sexy glam dresses for tonight's event. Club Ambrosia. I’m so doomed. Groaning, I move to follow as Angel moves to pick out different types of dresses each a different color, style and length before ushering me into the changing room once more.

Once alone, I can’t help but glance at each dress. Where did she find these? I question to myself, unsure where to even start, each dress holding very little promise as I move to reach for the first dress. Well here goes nothing. And with that in mind, I begin the process of undressing, the never ending pile of dresses now in front of me as I move to reach for the first one.

“Well? How’s it going?” asks an impatient Angel from outside the door. “Give me a second, I’m trying to figure these out” I tell her from the other side, not wanting her to enter the stall.

“Well hurry up.” Then with that said I’m left to my own devices as my eyes continue to scan the pile on pile of dresses. Where to start. Deciding on only one I move to look at each dress as a whole. Nope. Nada. Too Ugly. Dismissing dress after dress I almost give up hope until I see it. The dress. It’s sexy with just the right amound of indecency.

This-This is it. Moving to grab it, I move to put on the dress. This is mine. Once changed and dressed, I all but move to look at it over in the mirror. The dress itself was short, coming down to mid thigh which still covered the booty. The color of the dress a fiery red, silk satin with a slight dip down the front of it, showcasing the girls nicely especially with the right bra.

Am I hot or am I hot? Deciding this was it, I move to take the dress off, my mind officially made up as I move to throw my own clothes back on. “DONE” I shout to Angel who was holding a silver mini dress in hand. “That was quick” replies Angel as she looks at my dress.

Shrugging, I move to show her the dress. “Ya, well, I just knew what I wanted and those other dresses were not what I wanted.” I tell her my eyes moving to the cutest pair of silver strappy heels. My outfit now complete. Grabbing the heels and a little black clutch I all but move to check out as does Angel.