She Only Wore a Shirt to the Funeral

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While attending a funeral in a church, Brent can't help but notice a girl who sits in front of him wearing, in place of a dress, a simple black shirt over her underwear. From the glimpse of her panties as she sits down, to the knowing grin she gives him as he leaves, there's something special about this encounter. But it's at the reception that things really heat up.

Contains explicit sex.


“I was beginning to think you were chicken”, said a sultry voice from behind me. I turned around slowly, trying to use the time to think of an appropriate response.

No appropriate response was possible. Jade was sitting on a chair by the washer, her legs crossed enticingly. She wore the same smirk she’d given me from the cry room, her hands folded on her lap in such a way as to pull the shirt down, covering her legs just a little bit more.

I shook my head. “Just careful. Private talks should remain private”, I replied.

Her eyebrow shot up, and one of her fingers touched her upper lip, then ran down her chin. “Mmm. And what exactly do you want to talk about?”, she asked.

I leaned against the wall, next to the door. “Well, you’re the one who asked me in here, so I think that’s for you to say. By the way, I’m Brent, and I’m not part of the family.”

“Good to hear. My name is Jade, and I think I caught you looking up my dress.”

I shrugged. “I don’t think you can call that a dress, Jade. As far as I can tell, it’s just a long button-up dress shirt. And you can’t blame a guy for looking - it’s a strange sight, and you’re hard to ignore in it.”

Jade giggled. “This is my a dress shirt, and that still has the word ‘dress’ in it. Don’t you know it’s rude to look up a girl’s dress?”, she pressed.

I rolled my eyes and stepped closer to her. “Afraid that doesn’t count. I mean, look at this”, I said as I gestured at the open slit in the front, below the lowest button. “I couldn’t see your panties if you were wearing a dress. I’m sort of sorry that I looked in church, but you’ve got to be kidding me that you thought this was appropriate to wear.”

Jade put her hand to her chest, like a delicate Southern flower who’d just been offended. “Why, I can’t imagine why you’d call this inappropriate!”, she said in a shocked tone. Her words were accompanied by her uncrossing her legs, switching which one was on top. The scene was very Basic Instinct.

I grinned. “I can imagine a lot reasons to call it inappropriate”, I informed her. “Not the least of which is that you were wearing panties when you did that. Don’t you know you’re supposed to go commando?”

Jade’s smirk turned into a grin. “Lock the door, stud. This is going to get fun.”

Fiction & Literature
February 12
Ken Haramiru
Draft2Digital, LLC

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