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He had to chuckle at her comment.

“Yes you are right, there are a lot of creeps out there who would try,” he smiled, “...prey...on young girls like you.”

He could see she was struggling not to keep spying out his cock. That was good, he wanted her to wonder. Was it as big as it looked, how would it feel inside her. The more he thought about it, the more he regretted not having taken Susie up on her offer. So what if Madison had walked in on them, she could watch, she already suspected something had happened and didn’t seem fazed. He was so horny and he knew that the young girls flirting would allow her to get the better of him. She already had, he knew he was going to make offers he shouldn’t.

“I was planning to leave for my country estate tomorrow, but I don’t mind delaying if you enjoy spending time with me.”

He managed to hold back from inviting her to his estate. That would be a disaster, she might discover too much.

“And don’t worry about going alone clubbing, I will join you, I am sure I can protect your virtue.” He said it with such authority that she would be convinced that it was true.

“As to the boutique, I don’t mind accompany you,” he smiled wickedly, “if I am to buy you a dress, I at least want the enjoyment of watching you try it on.”
 
“I was planning to leave for my country estate tomorrow, but I don’t mind delaying if you enjoy spending time with me.”


“Well I’ve been in your hotel suite for about 20 minutes and you still have me intrigued.” Madison said coyly. She downed the rest of her whiskey, letting the last of burn from the alcohol resonate with her. Clubbing did sound like fun and perhaps it would get him to loosen up a bit if he thought he had a chance with her.

She let her gaze sway for a minute down to his crotch and for the briefest of moments wondered if he’d try to seduce her the way he had Susie or Katie.

What was so intriguing about this older man that had girls her age and a bit younger falling over themselves to write their number on a Starbucks cup?

“Clubbing or even just the night life does sound fun, but are you certain you can keep up?” She said playfully with a wink. “And watch me try things on? Like physically in the dressing room? I’m not sure my fiancé would be too pleased about that.” She wondered if he liked the chase or was he the type of man that wanted a girl to submit to him right on the spot?

That would tell a lot about what happened to Katie that night or even prior nights before. Katie had always been....a people pleaser anyways. While Madison always enjoyed the game of cat and mouse, Katie just enjoyed sex and would’ve literally bent over backwards to get it.
 
He smiled at her little jibe, she had no doubt seen that he was fully up for her.

“I am sure that for a beauty like you, I could keep up all night.” Again his confidence showed and she would have no doubt he meant it. “If not I am sure I know a spell that would give me the energy to be a good party animal for you.”

He stood and stalked towards her slowly, his eyes glinting with delight, before he leaned over to take Susie left behind underwear from where it lay. This brought his hardness so close to her face, she would be able to see the length and thickness of the caged monster.

“If it will make you feel better, I promise to keep my eyes closed while you are at your most vulnerable while you change.”

He straightened, looked down at her and smiled.

“I would just like to have a say in what my money is buying,” he held up the panties nonchalantly, “and besides you have underwear on anyway.”
 
His confidence was overwhelming and incredibly attractive. Though that shouldn’t have mattered. Still, Madison always found a guy who knew what he wanted to be far more appealing. Even Mr. Ward while being confident did it with charm which was another appreciative quality.

He stood and reached for the panties Susie had left, his cock pretty much mocking her, almost begging her touch to reach out for it. Jesus, it had been at least 48 hours since the last time she’d had sex, 2 days before she’d left California. She wasn’t a nympho but something about Mr. Ward definitely made her body tingle with anticipated pleasure.

“A spell huh? Are you a witch now?” She said with a giggle.

“If it will make you feel better, I promise to keep my eyes closed while you are at your most vulnerable while you change. ”

As he straightened, his cock wasn’t so completely in her face but already she had images of what could’ve happened, most of that involved her on her knees or just sitting in the chair was he fucked her mouth.

“I would just like to have a say in what my money is buying,”

“Alright I guess that’s fair...I’m trusting you to make me look good then, Mr.Ward I guess I’ll wait hear until you get dressed unless you plan on going downstairs shirtless. ” She said purring his name.
 
“A spell huh? Are you a witch now?” She said with a giggle.

Her giggle made him smile slyly at her, it was both cute and alluring.

“Technically I would be a warlock then, if I was able to cast a spell that is.” His grin was telling.

“Alright I guess that’s fair...I’m trusting you to make me look good then, Mr.Ward I guess I’ll wait hear until you get dressed unless you plan on going downstairs shirtless. ” She said purring his name.

“My dear you will look beautiful,” he smiled, “in and out of your dress,” he looked at the underwear in his hand. “We will probably need to get you something that matches what we pick out.”

He paused to give her one last chance to savor the view of his near nakedness before stepping away.

“Yes I better put on something more appropriate, you are ogling me as if I am a piece of meat for you to devour.”

He grinned before turning away to go into the bedroom and change, purposely leaving the door open as he slid his shorts off. He knew that if she moved a little she would maybe catch a glimpse of his muscular backside and with the door wide open the dresser mirror would perhaps give her other tasty treats.

After a minute or so he disappeared into the on-suite bathroom and was there for a few minutes as he freshened up further. When he returned, he was dressed in a pair of long pants (which were looser and hid his now less prominent erection better) and a button up shirt, no underwear (which she wouldn’t be able to tell) and barefoot.

“It helps me...control my surroundings..” he said pointing to his bare feet. “Shall we,” he offered his hand, “I am really eager to find something...nice...for you to wear.”
 
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“We will probably need to get you something that matches what we pick out.”

“Well I’ll just have to trust you tonight won’t I?” She did a once more look over his body before looking away feeling slightly ashamed as he jokingly made a comment about how she looked over his body like it was a piece of meat. When he disappeared once more, Mr. Ward left his phone open.

Well not obviously open but by now she knew all she had to do was swipe and it would open freely for her.

She did just that and her hand hovered over the video section again. She’d already seen a video of Susie. Her hand accidentally tapped the photo section though. As she moved through the pictures one grabbed her. It was Katie in her knees with a cock that Madison could only assume was Mr. Wards in her hand as she (Katie) was guiding it in her mouth or at least that’s how it looked.

It was dated the day Katie died. She heard footsteps and quickly got out of the photos, closed the phone and set it back on the table. She frowned noticing he wore no shoes. He made a comment about being more in control with them off which was an odd thing to say.

“Who am I to judge? Lead the way, Mr. Ward.”
 
“My pleasure Madison dear,” he picked up his phone of the table and guided her towards the door, with a hand on her lower back.

He removed his hand to open the door, and allowed her to exit the room first before closing it behind them. Again he guided her down the corridor, but this time he placed his hand firmly on her backside, spreading the fingers to encompass an entire cheek. He decided to treat it as a nonchalant action and only remove it should she object or shrug his hand off.

In the elevator ride down he spoke for the first time. His thoughts had been racing between the decisions of whether to stop the lift and force her to her knees in front of him, or whether he would keep his promise and actually close his eyes while she changed.

Talking would be best way to stave off his need to have her right there in the elevator.

“The boutique will be empty except for us and a helpful attendant, so you won’t have to worry about your modesty while you try on things. Remember try things on until you are fully happy, I don’t mind watching and price is no obstacle.”

Again his eyes gave her a thorough once over.

“Speaking of which, what do you do for a living,” he smiled, “You have a stunning figure, were you a cheerleader at college, do you do modeling now?”

He hoped that her protracted answers would at least get them to the boutique where his wild thoughts would be tamed a little by the presence of another person and the task at hand.
 
Madison stood thankful that he hadn’t been suspicious of what she did while she waited for him. Though now after the picture she saw the image of his cock if that was indeed his cock was ingrained her head. She already had a decent idea of how big it might be just from the outlining of it in his pants earlier before he changed though. It wasn’t like she hadn’t taken a few not so secret glances at his crotch.

“The boutique will be empty except for us and a helpful attendant, so you won’t have to worry about your modesty while you try on things. Remember try things on until you are fully happy, I don’t mind watching and price is no obstacle.”

As he guided her out of the hotel his hand briefly led her by the small of her back which was no big deal. It wasn’t until he closed the door and then placed his hand on the small of her back again, sliding down just a tad til it cupped her ass did it somewhat cross the line. She clinched but did nothing to stop him. She was playing a part.

Little pricks of pleasure ran through her body as he gave her another appreciative once over. God why was he affecting her like this? It wasn’t like she was a desperate horny college girl like Susie or a nympho like Katie had been.

“Speaking of which, what do you do for a living,” he smiled, “You have a stunning figure, were you a cheerleader at college, do you do modeling now?”

“Ah...no actually.” She hesitated unsure of what he might have known about Katie. “I was in a sorority though. I was a cheerleader in highschool though. I figured that since I’d already gone through my cheerleading phase as a teen that doing it as a college student would’ve been I dunno, boring. Being a sorority girl was just as good if not better. I still got invited to lots of parties and....stuff.” She had a bit of a secret smile on her face.

“I don’t model though, but thanks for the compliment. “
 
“Well I think you would make a fine model,” he smile thinking about how firm her arse was and how perfect he thought her body. “Perhaps if you wouldn’t mind, you could model a few snapshots for me.” He waved his phone to show what he meant. “Don’t worry I will not spread the pics over the internet, it’s for my private collection.”

He let her decide if he meant just normal photos of her, or more candid shots while she perhaps tried on clothes.

The lift door opened and he waited for her to exit. This time he accidentally allowed his hand to brush past her midriff, tasting the curve of her stomach briefly. He nodded in the direction she should go, and no longer guided her, but instead kept his hands to himself.

“Still got invited to parties and stuff,” he said quietly repeating her earlier words. “That sounds intriguing, I would love to know more.”
 
“Perhaps if you wouldn’t mind, you could model a few snapshots for me.”

She hesitated. Was that his m.o. get a few pictures of a girl and then kill her when he was finished. “I don’t know... if they started to get around and my fiancé found them, I probably would t be allowed out of the house without him chaperoning me.” She said with a laugh though her fiancé wasn’t that possessive of her but he definitely wouldn’t want some random guy taking pictures of her.

“Don’t worry I will not spread the pics over the internet, it’s for my private collection.”

“Wow you’re rich, you collect photos of pretty girls, what other mysteries do you hold?” She teased though she was completely serious. Why had he killed her? Knowing Katie she would’ve done anything to get laid, literally. So it wouldn’t have been because she wasn’t following his directions.

“I guess a few pictures won’t kill me.” She had to get him to trust her. And when his hand brushed against her stomach it felt like a burning lust had entered her. Maybe. She wasn’t sure what was happening. She stepped into the boutique and looked around. The clothes were gorgeous and way out of her normal price range.

“Can you help me choose?”
 
“Oh you don’t want him to help you choose dear,” a melodious female voice broke in, “Dexter has no taste, he would just pick the most revealing dress he could find.”

The woman who spoke up was obviously the shop assistant. At least she was dressed the part and had a name tag that read ‘Melody’. She was probably early thirties and would be considered pretty by most standards. Strangely like Mr Ward, she was also barefooted.

She gave Madison a long appraisal before turning back to Mr Ward, “she must be the prettiest you have ever brought here. Stunning figure, she will look good in anything.”

Melody offered him a champagne flute, “sit down Dex and I will help your new girl to find something that will make you stand to attention.”

She turned back to Madison and leaned close, “the secret to wrapping old Dexter around your finger,” she whispered, “is picking something you know he will like. Show him how flirtatious you are, he likes that.”
 
Madison’s brow lifted, ah so his name was Dexter Ward. She made sure to put that in her memory bank. Though who knew maybe she could’ve gotten his name if she pried a bit more. Obviously, she knew he’d probably choose the most revealing outfit for her but it wasn’t like it would matter. Once she figured out what he’d done to Katie that would be the end of this.

“she must be the prettiest you have ever brought here. Stunning figure, she will look good in anything.”

Ah so he was a creature of habit. Good to know. How many girls had he brought here and seduced before killing them? Was she next on his hit list. Eventually she followed behind the lady. “He’s brought other girls here? “ she said feigning innocence. “Wow if I wasn’t feeling special before I feel it now.”

As she played the jealous love interest, she glanced down at the woman’s bare feet. There was something about that whole no shoe thing that called her attention. Not everyone should have had the same habit so it was peculiar that both this woman and......Dexter both walked around shoe less which was trivial but even the smaller things mattered.
 
Melody laughed, “don’t be jealous dear, it is not as many as you may think and you are the first in a long time. In fact I think the last was a certain European Princess, the one that was a very mediocre pop star and that was years back.”

Madison would have remembered the story from back when she first started college. A beautiful wannabe pop star had met a European royal. It had been on and off between them amid rumours she had a sex tape out on the internet. In the end they became happily married and no tape ever materialised.

“Yes that was the last time, so long ago,” Melody mused, “but don’t worry, I don’t think he will drop you so easily. He told me he was heading to LA because 'The One’ was there, and here you are.”

She turned to look Madison over, “and if he does, I would gladly take care of you.” She smiled, “you are very beautiful and I sense the something special Dexter sees in you.”

She took Madison’s hand and looked her in the eye, “yes I can sense it, you have an intelligence and mystery to you, and you are not just after fame or fortune.”

Melody patted her hand, “oh and don’t call him Dexter, he likes to be called Mr Ward. Now let us see something pink, you like that, a little bit innocent and letting him know that he has to work to get you out of your dress. Let’s start there and work Mr Ward up till he is willing to do anything.”

She released Madison’s hand, “lets work our way up to the more appealing colors, dark ones, but not red or black, but blue or green for you.”

She began to pick things off the rack, all in colors that Madison liked or suited her, “you ready to give old horny a show?”

She grinned, “but being bra-less might give him too much to see, although like me you have great tits.”

Madison would have found it surprising how everything she picked was just perfect for what she would like. Melody would take things off the racks, put them back when they were too revealing. Keep some that were borderline with comments about it will make Dexter splash the cash.

"It is the barefoot," she said as if reading Madison's mind about how spot on most of her choices were, "keeps me in tune with my surroundings."
 
Now that she thought about it she vaguely remembered the report of a pop star when starting college but hadn’t paid much mind to it because he media got hyped if a pop star just breathed around royalty. Though it made her wonder about what the connection would’ve been for Dexter....Mr. Ward

Dexter.

She did like that name it was a shame she couldn’t use it though but apparently according to Melody he didn’t like being called by his first name. That was also strange to her. Dexter wasn’t a hideous name so why didn’t he like it? They both refused to wear shoes which was technically an abnormal thing and both had the same excuses ‘It keeps me in tune.’

Madison had so many questions some that had to do with Katie and others that had to do with just Mr. Ward himself with no connection to Katie.

Had Katie been ‘the one’ when he last visited Los Angeles? It certainly hadn’t been her right? No, it couldn’t have. He didn’t even know Madison at the time. She was about to tell Melody that but words got caught in her throat as she stared the most gorgeous dress she’d ever laid her eyes on. The pink dress Melody had chosen was tight but didn’t put her body on display. It was subtly sexy with laced flowers for sleeves.

Ironically it would’ve been a dress she chose on her own. She took her light blue dress off and as suggested kept her underwear on and stepped out of the dressing room wearing the pink dress.

Madison spun around and gave Mr. Ward a dazzling smile. “What do you think? Too much or too little?”
 
Dexter was caught off guard as he lounged on a viewing couch with the champagne in his hand. He had expected them to take longer, perhaps haggle over what was wearable and what was not. He had also been deep in thought. What would he do if she accepted his subtle advances more. Would he make the fatal mistake and invite her to his country estate. Would she be willing, would she understand the consequences and would she discover his secrets.

“Shit,” he exclaimed as he fumbled for his phone and spilled champagne down the front of his shirt. “Can you do that spin again, so I can capture it for prosperity,” he smiled sheepishly. Perhaps at his clumsiness or maybe that he realized what he was asking. She had suspected that his meeting with Susie had not been all that innocent, surely she would know what his thoughts when viewing the video would be.

For a few brief moments he struggled with his conscience before his grin returned. He looked briefly at Melody with an enquiring expression.

“Yes she very much likes it,” the assistant replied, “I picked out a few others that I think she will like, they are hanging in the changing room. I will go pick out some other items for her,” Melody said before disappearing amongst the clothing racks.

Dexter nodded as he rose from the couch and stalked slowly towards Madison.

“What do I think?” He asked as he approached her. Raising a finger her twirled it around to indicate to her to do another slow spin. “I like it, it looks very cute on you and you like it which is what counts.”

He stopped in front of her, “maybe it is a little too much for me and I can see the briefest hint of your bra at the bottom of the v.”

It was true, it was barely visible but the contrast in colors made it a bit more noticeable. It also indicated where the bulk of his attention had been.

“Do you mind if I see how it feels against my touch?” He was now only a few feet away from her.
 
She was somewhat surprised by Mr.Wards reaction after only seeing the first dress. By the way he was fumbling though he liked it. It was kind of cute. When he asked her to spin around again because he missed it, she bit her lip and nodded before spinning around again. It was crazy but she almost felt like a princess.

She barely missed the glance between Mr. Ward and Melody, barely. She wasn’t sure what the look meant though and if she should be worried about it. Though Madison partly wondered if she was over thinking everything.

“I picked out a few others that I think she will like, they are hanging in the changing room. I will go pick out some other items for her,”

When Melody disappeared behind the curtain, Mr. Ward made a signal for her to turn again but this time he wasn’t taking pictures or videos still her heart thumped against her chest as the images of what was already in his phone infiltrated her mind.

Was she slowly falling for the same trap Katie had fallen into or even more recently Susie?

“I like it, it looks very cute on you and you like it which is what counts.”

“I do like it.” She agreed honestly.

“maybe it is a little too much for me and I can see the briefest hint of your bra at the bottom of the v.”

“I could always change bras or buy another one but you wouldn’t be able to get a picture of that.” The words not yet hung barely on the tip of her tongue and she wondered where that thought even cane from. “You’ll just have to trust that I can choose my own underwear.”

There was also the option of just going braless but she wasn’t going to suggest something like that.


“Do you mind if I see how it feels against my touch?”

Alarm bells went off because she knew she shouldn’t but....

“Sure...”

He was already within her proximity that she could practically feel his body heat which was just as enticing in itself.
 
His smile was both mischievous and a little wicked.

“I detect a little reluctance, are you worried that you may also leave a souvenir for me.” He winked at her, a reminder that she had been the one who had brought up Susie’s gift earlier, “and I did promise not to watch you if you were naked.

This could not be, she was so perfect, so beautiful, so arousing, but the portent had foretold of another. What had gone wrong, she had been a disaster and he had taken drastic action.

He reached out and touched the dress, brushing his hand over the lacy curve of her stomach. Looking her in the eye he slowly dropped his hand down until his fingertips would be almost where her panty-line would be.

“It feels good to touch,” he flattened his hand out, so that his palm curved around her stomach.

Slowly he walked around her, his hand following around her stomach, over her hip and into the hollow of her back, his fingertips now barely brushing over her.

Now behind her, he leaned down to whisper in her ear, his voice with a low resonating tone.

“I wonder what it would feel like against my lips.”
 
She stuck her tongue out at him playfully when he teased her about leaving a souvenir for him. “Are you implying that she left them there on purpose then?” There was still a light joking tone to her voice and a twinkle of play in her eyes. Still her heart continued beating quickly as he circled her as if she was prey.

Like he was the lion and she the innocent lamb.

She felt his hand move from her panty line to her stomach all the way to her back. Her body began tingling again which was crazy because she didn’t cheat. It was strongly against it especially considering she’d been on the side of being cheated on.

“I wonder what it would feel like against my lips.”

She wasn’t even sure how to respond to that. Madison was supposed to find out what happened to her friend but at what cost?

“I bet you do...” she ended up saying coyly, “but I think I have more clothes to try on.” She said pulling from his touch. She smiled briefly at him. She was losing resolve around him that was an issue. “I will return shortly.” She said her hand finding her engagement ring and twisting it around her finger nervously as if silently reminding herself that she was engaged as she disappeared to go see what else Melody had chosen.
 
Are you implying that she left them there on purpose then?”

“I guess she must have...she was probably jealous knowing you were coming...I mean her panties wouldn’t have just magically fallen off.”

He knew very well they hadn’t. He had been the one who had slipped his hands up Susie’s legs and pulled them down as payment for his help.

As he stalked Madison he wondered if he would asked her the same would she also comply. He felt his erection stiffen as she teased him about the touch of his mouth. Had she known what he would have done if she said yes.

“I will return shortly.”

“Don’t take too long, I am anxious to see what you have chosen.”

He had to hold back from following her into changing room. He had seen her fiddle with her ring. She couldn’t be the one, she seemed happy with her fiancé, not someone whose lover had betrayed them.

“Oh and this time if the dress doesn’t suit it, please don’t keep your bra on, I want to get the full impact of your modeling.”
 
“Oh and this time if the dress doesn’t suit it, please don’t keep your bra on, I want to get the full impact of your modeling.”

She nodded her head at his statement then disappeared in the back where there were a flurry of blue and green dresses.she was shook, Madison wasn’t sure what was going on but it was easy to just base it off primal human attraction right?

He was all man and she was a woman who was away from her fiancé granted for maybe about 24 hours including her plane trip over here. However she didn’t want to chase Mr. Ward off and sex seemed to be the way to get closer make him bring his guard down.

Melody was still choosing clothes for her, practically a new wardrobe which was odd since she was under the impression they were just going to a night club.

Still she grabbed the jungle green dress, there were three different shades like green, jungle, and pale green. The dress was slightly more risqué than the one she wore. Unlike with the first dress, this one was a bit more low cut so she’d have to not wear a bra in order to give the full effect. The dress was a neon green that revealed a pretty generous amount of her breasts.


She came back out to where Mr. Ward was waiting for her again not waiting for Melody’s advice but feeling a slight eagerness for Mr.Wards attention. She could still feel the slight tease of his fingers on her body as if the sensation was now burned in her skin.

She spun around slowly like she did before. “What about this one?”
 
This time he had been expecting her quick return and he held his phone up to record her slow pirouette.

His nod of approval was audible.

“It shows your assets of very well.”

“Wait…” Melody’s soft voice whispered behind her. “Let me help you adjust something.” The assistant would have been very silent to have snuck up behind her.

She pretended to adjust the dress slightly as she moved her lips to within earshot of only Madison’s ear.

“The more you show, the more he expects you are willing to offer.” She adjusted the dress a little more, “he is probably going to ask for your underwear next…understand the consequences,” she gave the Madison the briefest peck on the cheek, “but you do look gorgeous.”

She stepped away to continue her task of creating a whole new wardrobe of clothes for Madison, who she still assumed was the woman Dexter had gone to LA to find. She was also eager herself to see the younger woman model some of the more intimate wear.

Again Dexter approached her, the predatory look in his eye was now visible as he circled her. His hand cupped her one arse cheek fully, the fingers giving a slight squeeze.

“This one feels very good to the touch,” he said hoarsely, “your fiancé is a very lucky man.”

He had been purposeful in reminding her about the man she was betrothed to and was also reminded about his last lover in Los Angeles. She had been a professional and was willing to do anything for money, except she had held back on fully offering herself to he requests, with the words that she shared that only with her boyfriend.

Moving around her he looked down at her, a look of desire burned on his face.

“I am going to see how this dress feels against my lips.” It was more of a statement than a question and he took her silence and slightest nod as consent.

Dropping to his knees he looked up at her, “remember I am Mr Ward or Master, and you will refer to me as such.”

He kissed her bare flesh in the tiny window formed by the straps in the front of her dress. Slowly he worked his way down the curve of her stomach, his kisses getting more eager as he approached her more intimate areas. His tongue leaving slight damp spots as it hinted at his intentions.

Slipping his hands underneath the hem of the dress he grinned up at her, “do you mind if I take a souvenir of our meeting.”
 
“The more you show, the more he expects you are willing to offer.” Melody had whispered in her ear and had even gone as far as predicting that he would probably ask for her underwear as a souvenir next. But how could she possibly know that?

Clearly this must have been a habit for him.

When Melody left, again he continued his assessment she supposed she could call it and felt Mr. Wards hand grab her ass. She couldn’t resist the moan that escaped her lips.

Unlike with the first dress she wore his touch was more bold, as if just like Melody implied, just wearing this dress was a consent of its own for something more . She even found herself nodding when he stated he would see how the dress felt against his lips.

He told her she would refer to him as Mr. Ward or master as if he’d told her that before. She would not call him master though as she kept Melody’s words in mind. She assumed that her warning was for everything not just clothing.

She felt his mouth go down the open caged part of her dress which showed off most of her cleavage and her mouth parted as tiny moans escaped her lips as his lips travelled downwards. She almost lost the sound of the warning bells going off in her head when he stopped short at the hem of the dress.

“do you mind if I take a souvenir of our meeting.”

It was just as Melody predicted and then she got the confirmation about Susie’s ‘souvenir’ she hadn’t left them on purpose to make her jealous but because he’d asked for them.

She looked down at him as he met her eye with a mischievous look, “ As kinky as that sounds, those are my favorite pair of panties so no thank you, Mr. Ward.”
 
“So you put your favorite pair on just for me,” he grinned, “Now I really have to see them.”

He kissed the curve of her stomach again, this time with a little more urgency and desire.

His breathing was now labored with his feeling for her.

“I like this one,” he said as his tongue explored the stretched fabric just above her womanhood. “It feels rough on my lips, you can have it as well.”

Madison would have noticed movement off to the side as Melody appeared in her eye-line and raised a piece of intimate clothing.

Try this on, she mouthed, hoping that Madison would consent.
 
She couldn’t bring herself to move as he seemed to appreciate that she was wearing her favorite panties “for him” The truth was she hadn’t changed since this morning and didn’t think they’d be going this far. She’d never once cheated on her fiancé Jason. She hadn’t cheated on anyone since highschool.

“Ohhh my god....” she whimpered as his tongue dig into her panties as if they were trying to reach through to her pussy. Out of the corner of her eye she spotted the chemise that Melody held up and motioned as subtly as possible to come try on.

It seemed like with each different piece of clothing he had a different reaction.
The first dress was pink and he wasn’t as intimate with his touches on her, they were more subdued and this dress he was all but ready to rip it off of her and keep her underwear. At some point her nipples had begun hardening slightly through the dress

Had Katie gone through this too? Susie as well? Though it seemed that Susie had gotten to the point of giving him a souvenir. She was curious as to how his reaction would be if she tried on the chemise.

She stepped out of his grasp again and bit her lip smiling. Ignoring the tingling rush that went through her body. “Slow down, there are a few more things I’d like to try on for you.” Madison again smiled coyly,”You can’t eat the dessert before it’s ready, Mr. Ward.” It was like an unspoken promise she was giving him while also setting up a bit boundaries. Though she hadn’t realized how deep into the lions den she’d already stepped into.

“I’ll be back.”

She made her way back to the dressing rooms, her heart beating quickly and her pussy throbbing like crazy. She looked at the blue chemise and chewed on her lip nervously.

“You just told me becareful with what I wear and how much I’m willing to show. Isn’t wearing basic lingerie just screaming I want to fuck you?”

At this point she wasn’t even sure if these questions though directed towards Melody were actually for Melody. She shook her head, she couldn’t lose her nerve now. Her panties were already wet with her own juices and his saliva. He already probably had it in his mind that he’d fuck her.

“I’m sorry, I’m just a bit flustered. I will try it on...”
 
Although she was looked an attractive woman in her middle thirties, Melody let out a little teenage shriek of joy and jumped up and down, causing her fair sized breasts to jiggle. She quickly gathered herself and smiled at Madison, trying to look dignified again, which despite her outburst she accomplished rather well. Melody’s eyes showed a wisdom well beyond her thirty plus years.

“Looks like someone is as excited as me about what is going to happen,” she touched her own breasts to indicate to Madison that her arousal was beginning to show.”

There was already a fair collection of clothing, covering all aspects of day to day life, hanging up on the racks, and although a lot was revealing, it was all look expensive and couture.

“Old Dex must be fuming, you walking away with his dessert before he got to taste it.” She offered Madison the chemise with a look that showed she couldn’t wait to see the younger woman try it on. “You must really be the one, or he would have followed you in here and fucked us both hard for pulling that stunt.”

She leaned against a wall, intent on watching what Madison did next.

“I have never been so aroused and intrigued by one of his girlfriends before.”

———————-​

What Melody had said was true, Dexter had been astonished that she had walked away, and he had almost followed her. He had chosen to let out a growl of frustration rather and resolve to make her pay for it later.

She had said she will be back, so he stood and waited for her, his cock now fully erect and creating a giant sized tent in his trousers.

Yes Madison, you will know what is coming for you, he thought to himself.
 
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