Falling for the Secret Billionaire: Part 1 Read Online Free

Obviously I’m going! I have one hour to get ready before I leave. I need your wisdom! Help me!! Oh god you know I need help. What the fuck am I even going to wear? I have to look stunning!”
     
                  Keisha grabbed the blender and the two-margarita glasses and motioned for me to follow her to her bedroom. She poured me a margarita as I sat down on her bed and she immediately began pulling things out of her closet.
     
                  “No offense Jasmine, but your clothes are all a little uhhh conservative to put it in a nice way. You need to look H-O-T tonight. Here try this on!”
     
                  She handed me a skimpy scarlet red dress with some strappy stiletto shoes. I slid my dress off in front of her and squeezed myself into her dress.
     
                  It accentuated my large breasts and hips with clinching at the waist just enough. The scarlet red looked fantastic on my skin tone but at the same time, I was not used to this at all. I had never worn a dress that felt so revealing. I had to trust Keisha’s opinion and put on the stiletto shoes next. I could see Keisha behind me in the mirror checking me out.
     
                  “Dayummmm. You look fine” she said.
     
                  “Haha thanks Keisha but isn’t this a little… you know… slutty?”
     
                  “Oh my god Jasmine. No! Not enough. You need more baby!”
     
                  She grabbed a beautiful golden chained necklace with scarlet red gems handing off of it match the dress. She draped it over my neck and tightened the clasp so that it would fall right in between my cleavage.
     
                  “Guys like a nice view” she said as she winked at me.
     
                  Keisha continued to grab her make up kit and completely transform my face. With a smoky cat eye, I felt like a brand new person. She gave me a ruby red lipstick to match my outfit and with a smack on the ass I was out the door.
     
    *****
     
                  As I strolled down to the pier, I daydreamed. I imagined how far things could go tonight. Would he kiss me? Would more happen? My head was drowned in thoughts and expectations of the night. As I got closer to the water, I could see a figure standing at the end of the pier. Dressed casually, wearing a plaid shirt with a pair of worn in jeans he was holding a bushel of jasmine flowers. It felt like a rock had dropped in my stomach. I hadn’t had butterflies since I was a teenager and never this intense. There was more to go along with the butterflies. I felt all my organs in my body pull towards him. I felt myself become wet as I approached him. Finally, I made it to the end of the pier and he smiled at me reaching the flowers towards me.
     
                  “Hello Jasmine, I’m glad you came” he said with a cute smile.
     
                  “Hi James, I’m happy to see you too.” I said as I gently grabbed the flowers from his hands as I brushed my hand against his.
     
                  I felt instant electricity between the two of us. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening. He bent his elbow and I thread my arm through his as we walked shoulder to shoulder down the end of the dock to the beach.
     
                  “Now Jasmine, I don’t want you to get the wrong impression of me. I’m not wealthy and I don’t want you with me because you think that I am. I just know a lot of people in this city and have some good connections.”
     
                  As he was talking he led us down to a small table set up at the beach lit by candlelight. It was a big shock to hear that he wasn’t a man of wealth, but at the same time it all made sense now. The reason for why he was shopping at the budget grocery store. Everything else could be explained with having good connections in this town.