Desires

by Holly J. Gill

  The first few racks were full of various types of lingerie, bras, panties, matching garter belts, in a rainbow of different colours and a myriad of different styles. After the first few racks of frilly underwear, simple bras and panties gave way to more seductive ensembles. Satin garters dangled from ruffles of black and crimson lace, and tiny strings hung below curtains of gauze sewn to bras with holes in the front, clearly designed to show nipples.

  In one alcove, a rack full of bemusing garments made of leather and decorated with studs caught her eye. There was even a riding crop displayed prominently next to the display. Stacie shied away from the racks of scary leatherwear that looked like something you’d put on a horse. She picked up a black and pink garment that looked like a bra – but had no cups! It was as if someone had cut out the entire cup from the bra, leaving just the wire, and then decorated it with a bit of ribbon and lace.

  She needed something dainty and pretty, yet sexy at the same time. She daringly picked out a pink open nipple babydoll with crotchless panties. Browsing farther into the store, she was stunned to see the variety of kinks that were catered for, right here on the high street. If it hadn’t been for Desires, she wouldn’t even have known what half these things were. Remembering what Dan had said about being tied up, down in the dungeon, she chose a blindfold, lace handcuffs, and tickle ties.

  A display of rainbow bottles and tubes caught her eyes and she was shocked when she saw bottles of something called Dick Lick. Picking one up, she discovered it was pretty much what it said it was. You put it on your guy’s dick, and lick it off. She picked out a bottle of the strawberry-flavoured one and added it to her basket. She gave the inside of the shop one more glance before going to pay. Time was running short, but she would definitely have to come back here.

  She was glad the assistant put her purchases in a plain brown paper bag, though. She might be becoming more sexually liberated, but not enough to parade her purchases through the town centre. She’d had her mum’s present gift-wrapped in the shop. She sat in the car and wrote out the card before reluctantly heading to her mum’s house. She’d much rather be going back to Desires.

  Her mum loved her present, but Samantha spent the entire time talking about her perfect life and her wonderful kids and when was Stacie going to start looking for another man? She’d already let one slip away, and she wasn't getting any younger, you know. Stacie tried to hide her distaste for her sister’s lack of any social graces, but managed about half an hour before she stood up.

  “Sorry, Mum, I have to go. I’m meeting someone.”

  “Who?” Samantha demanded. “Who’s more important than Mum on her birthday?”

  “It’s a man actually,” Stacie hadn’t intended to reveal anything about Dan, but her sister’s pointed comments about her failed marriage and letting Graham ‘slip away’ like he was such a good catch, had stung.

  Samantha was actually speechless. For about ten seconds. “You? A man? Where did you meet him?”

  Now that she definitely wasn’t going to reveal. “Um, a friend introduced us. It’s early days yet. Listen, I’m sorry Mum, I do have to go. Enjoy the rest of your birthday.” She got up and kissed her mum on the cheek. “Bye, Samantha.”

  As Samantha blustered behind her, Stacie grabbed her bag and swept out the door, almost running back to the car.

  She couldn’t get back to Desires quick enough. Once parked, she opened the boot and smiled in anticipation as she grabbed her bag of raunchy gear. She couldn’t wait to show Dan. Stacie flew through the hall to reception. Bailey was seated behind the reception desk.

  “Hiya,” Stacie said.

  “Hi, Stacie, how are you?” Bailey answered, a happy smile on her face.

  “I’m great. I was wondering is there anywhere I can go to get changed before I go back up to the room?”

  “Of course,” she told Stacie. “Follow me.” Bailey got to her feet and led Stacie to a door that said Staff Only. She opened it to reveal a very elegant powder room, decorated in red and cream, with shoe shaped chairs and a dressing table with a huge mirror. “Would you like anything else?” Bailey asked. Stacie turned around to look at her, seeing Bailey’s eyes glowing.

  “No thank you,” Stacie replied with a polite smile, waiting for her to leave the room.

  As soon as Bailey left, Stacie stripped off her clothes and put on the babydoll and crotchless panties. She toyed with the idea of just wearing these to go up to the room. A powerful jolt of arousals weakened her knees at the thought. She’d worn that red babydoll last weekend and paraded through the club. But this one had her nipples and pussy on show. And last weekend she’d had about two bottles of wine inside her. Sober, it was a little different. Picking up her long winter coat, she covered up her ensemble.

  She touched up her makeup and smiled at her reflection, seeing nothing but excitement in her face at the anticipation of seeing Dan’s expression.

  Stacie headed back to reception. “Everything all right?” Bailey asked, smiling at her again.

  “Yes, wonderful, thanks.” Stacie walked up the stairs slowly, much as she wanted to run. It would do no good to be all out of breath and sweaty. With every step down the corridor, Dan was getting closer and Stacie was getting more turned on.

  Stacie knocked on the door. It opened barely a second later. She walked into the room, deliberately brushing her body past him.

  “How did it all go?” he asked, closing the door and turning to watch her.

  Standing with her back to him, Stacie slowly unbuttoned her coat and let it drop, revealing her outfit.

  “It went very well, thank you,” she told him, glancing over her shoulder to see his reaction. It was quite satisfactory. His eyes widened and he looked as if his birthday and Christmas had all come at once.

  “Wow,” he said, whilst Stacie shot him a naughty smile. She turned around, revealing her naked nipples, stiff and erect with her arousal. She was tempted to go straight to him, but the urge to tease came over her and she shimmied past him to the table, while his jaw dropped to the floor.

  The bottle of wine from last night was still in the ice bucket, although the ice had long since melted. Stacie poured herself a glass and took a sip. It was a little flat and not as cold as she liked, but it wasn't bad. He moved closer to her. “Is everything okay?”

  “Perfect,” she replied, taking a seat at the table. She leaned back in the chair and put one foot up on the table, revealing her crotchless panties. Dan sat on the bed opposite her, staring hard, his tongue was all but hanging out, while Stacie tried her hardest to act like everything was normal, and that she was not dressed so naughtily.

  “So was your mum pleased to see you?”

  “I guess so. You know what, I quite fancy something to eat,” she told him.

  “Like what?” he asked. She wondered if he meant sex or food.

  “Food, I’m starving,” she replied. His face dropped.

  “Okay, I’ll get the menu. Do you want to, er, eat downstairs, or have something ordered up to here?” he asked, keeping his eyes very much fixed to her body. Stacie considered going downstairs dressed like this, as she had considered it in the powder room.

  “Here, I think.”

  Stacie perused the menu and decided on a light snack, not wanting to fill herself up if they were going to the ball later. While Dan ordered for them both over the phone, Stacie lay on the bed, assuming a seductive posture as Dan turned around. He put the phone down and lay next to her. “Is everything okay?” he asked again.

  “Yes, fine, I was just thinking about the ball,” she said enjoying tormenting him, acting like everything was perfectly normal.

  “I see,” he said, turning on his side. He placed his hand onto her knee and she promptly moved it away. She wasn't about to allow him access yet. “Well,” he went on, a little nonplussed. “The dress code is formalwear. I have sorted a gown out for you. It starts at eight.”

  “Can I have sex with other people?” she asked, watching h
is face keenly, wondering what his reaction would be.

  His face was impassive. “If you want to, that’s totally up to you.”

  Stacie didn’t answer, not wanting him to know she wasn't that keen on having sex with others. Whatever went on tonight she would still have Dan tomorrow. “What will you be doing?”

  “When?” he asked, sounding unsure.

  “Tonight.”

  “Probably fantasising about you all night.”

  “Really?” she replied, stretching out her body and watching Dan’s reaction. He leaned over to her and put his hand onto her stomach. Stacie picked it up and placed it back on his abdomen. As he reached out to her again, a knock came at the door. She rolled off the bed, and went to answer it. She was reaching her hand out to open the door, when she remembered what she was wearing. Glancing down, her nipples were erect and on show, and her crotchless panties didn’t cover much. A frisson of excitement shot through her pussy. She’d had sex naked in front of a room full of people last week. She could certainly open the door to a stranger with her boobs on show.

  Stacie opened the door. Bailey was outside, pushing a trolley with their food order on it. Her eyes widened and her gaze flicked up and down Stacie’s body. “Thank you,” Stacie said, pulling the trolley into the room.

  “No problem,” Bailey said to Stacie’s breasts.

  Stacie smiled and shut the door. She pulled the trolley over to the table and set the food up. A discreet glance showed Dan watching her constantly.

  The food ready, Stacie sat at the table, one foot up on the opposite chair. Dan’s eyes got wider and he licked his lips.

  “Is something the matter?” she asked him. He stared at her without saying a word. Stacie picked up her sandwich and began eating, taking small bites and chewing delicately. “What do you think of Bailey?” she asked, curious. He didn’t answer for a second, clearly distracted.

  “Um, Bailey?” He shrugged. “She’s just the receptionist.”

  “Does she ever get involved in the activities in this place?”

  “Not that I’ve seen. She keeps to herself.”

  Stacie could tell Dan wasn't interested in talking about Bailey. She pulled a few bits off her sandwich and ate them, closing her legs and crossing them at the knee. Dan stood up abruptly.

  “I think I will have a shower.”

  “But you had one a few hours ago,” she said.

  Nonetheless, he stood up, making his way to the bathroom. Looking at Stacie, rather than where he was going, he reached out for a door handle that wasn't there, as the door was already open, and almost fell into the bathroom. Stacie turned her head to cover a giggle. She was enjoying this.

  She heard the bathroom door close and smiled to herself. When he came out, she planned on giving him even more of a treat.

  She finished off the rest of her sandwich and headed over to the end of the bed, deciding to wait for him, wanting to give him an even bigger mind blowing image. She never thought that seeing him in despair, desperate to touch her in any way possible, could turn her on so much. The power was intoxicating. She positioned her bottom on the bed lifting her feet up so they were just on the edge of bed, then widened her thighs and began to slowly toy with her clitoris. She sucked in her breath in a gasp as she touched her folds of flesh, already slick and wet.

  She dipped her finger in her vagina and drew it out gleaming with her juices. Stacie placed her finger in her mouth, tasting herself, enjoying the taste. She covered her fingers in spit, and then lathered her clitoris. Her nerve endings buzzed with sensitivity. She would never have thought that dressing up could make her so horny.

  As one hand played down below, Stacie brought her other hand up to pinch her nipple, causing it to harden. She felt an answering quiver in her pussy, as if the two were directly connected. She again slid her fingers over the folds of flesh, inserting her fingers deeply into her pussy, hearing the moist sounds, wishing Dan was out here watching her toying with herself. Stacie circled her fingers inside her vagina, letting herself cry out with delight, afraid that if Dan didn’t show up soon he would miss the show. She took her fingers out of her juicy pussy, using her moisture to lubricate and torment her folds of delicate flesh.

  Suddenly, Stacie heard the bathroom door open. She twisted her head round to see Dan standing at the bathroom door, quirking an eyebrow at the view. He walked over to stand in front of her.

  “Don’t stop on my account,” he said, dropping his towel to reveal a stiff cock, rearing up and ready to go.

  “That’s naughty,” she told him.

  “And what you’re doing isn’t?”

  “No,” she replied, removing her fingers from her sodden pussy, placing them into her mouth to lick off her own juices.

  He reached out for her, but she rolled away again, slipping off the bed to wander over to the table. A knock came at the door. They both looked at each other. Neither moved to answer it.

  “Are you going to get it?” she asked him.

  He sighed, obviously not keen, with other things on his mind. He picked up his towel and was about to wrap it round his waist when Stacie called out, “Naked!” He turned around, glaring at her, but she just shot him a cheesy smile. “I’m the boss, remember. You have to do what I want.”

  Stacie made sure she got into a good position to watch. Another knock sounded round the room as Dan walked over to the door. Surprisingly shy, he hid his body around the door as he answered it. Stacie cracked up laughing.

  “Hello Dan. Sorry, am I disturbing you?”

  It was Angel’s voice. “No, please come in,” Stacie called out, modestly putting her knees together. For some reason, this whole scenario was turning her on, very much so. Angel appeared, and Stacie noticed the way Angel stared at Dan, evidently surprised to see him stark naked and ready for action.

  “Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt,” said Angel. “I’ve come to see if Stacie’s report is ready. I can come back if you prefer.”

  “No, it’s okay, I’ll sort it for you,” he replied, looking at Stacie for approval. She inclined her head in the affirmative.

  “Would you like to join me in a glass of wine?” Stacie said to Angel.

  “Yes, I would love to,” she replied, approaching the table and sitting down. Stacie stood up and poured them both a glass. “That’s a really sweet outfit.”

  “Thank you,” Stacie replied, handing Angel her glass. Stacie noticed Dan going for his towel again. “No, you can do the report naked,” she commanded him, finding the whole experience exhilarating.

  Dan turned around, displaying a massive erection. Stacie began to think maybe it wasn’t such a good idea but, with Angel being the boss, she was sure she had seen it before. As the girls had taken both chairs, Dan sat down on the bed, attempting to write his report.

  “So, Stacie,” Angel said, looking directly at Dan. “How are you getting on at Desires?”

  “It’s very interesting. I have to admit I had my doubts, but I’m glad I made the decision to come back,” Stacie replied, widening her legs, allowing Dan to see her pussy.

  “Wonderful, I am so pleased. Are you both coming to the ball this evening?”

  “Dan?” Stacie said.

  He looked up anxiously. “I can’t see why not. I have a stunning dress for her,” he replied, then turned back to writing the report.

  “I am pleased to hear it. It should be a good night. Will you try out the other rooms today?”

  “I think there will be enough excitement in this room.” Stacie told her, staring hard at Dan as he struggled to concentrate on the report.

  “Yes, I can see.”

  “I’ve finished, Angel,” Dan said, holding out the report.

  Angel downed her wine and stood up, taking it from him. “Well, have fun, children,” she said, then left the room.

  They both sat staring at one another.

  “What are you playing at, Stacie?” Dan said eventually.

  “What do you mean?”
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br />   “You know what I mean. You come here, dressed like that, then you won’t let me touch you. You make me do that report naked, in front of Angel, while you both sit staring at me. What’s going on?”

  “What do you think is going on?”

  “I don’t know, that’s why I’m asking.”

  “Maybe I realised that I’m tired of the man being in charge all the time. Maybe I want a bit of control. I’m paying you to do what I want, right?”

  “Right.”

  “Well, in that case, from now on, you are only allowed to do what I permit you to do, and nothing else. Understood.”

  “Understood. Is there anything you would like me to do?”

  Stacie stared at him, standing there, magnificently erect, awaiting her whim. “I want you to wank yourself.”

  Dan began to run his hand up and down his long hard throbbing penis, while Stacie’s hand dropped back down to her clitoris. It responded instantly, throbbing with intensity. She inserted her fingers into her pussy, feeling her juices flowing.

  “Would you really do anything I told you to do?” Stacie asked, watching him, seeing his face screwed up with concentration as he watched her.

  “Anything.”

  “What about if I told you to go down to the ball with me naked.”

  “I would do that.” Dan’s breath was starting to come shorter.

  “What about handcuffed and tied up?”

  “That too.”

  Stacie spread her legs wide over the chair, throwing her head back but watching Dan through slitted eyes. She brought up a mental image of a bound and cuffed Dan following her naked through the ballroom, obeying her whims. She was shocked at the intense surge of sensation the idea brought.

  The fantasy changed. Now she was riding some faceless man’s massive cock, watching Dan’s face as he watched her get fucked. Her crest crashed over her, her body began to jerk and shudder. Stacie looked over at Dan as he ejaculated all over his stomach. Her entire body shuddered and she screamed. Dan dropped back onto the bed while Stacie jerked in the chair, thrusting her pelvis high into the air.

  Stacie turned to the table, holding on for support as her breathing slowed back to normal. She felt drained, and her pussy pulsed with aftershocks. Her gaze dropped to the table top, on which sat two bowls of chocolate mousse they had ordered with their food, but never got around to eating. That gave Stacie an idea. Maybe it was time to get out the goodies she had bought.