Wednesday afternoon…
Puck is driving home after Glee practice, singing the song he is suppose to be learning for the New Directions performance next Friday. His phone starts playing a song by the Who. He uses the song "Who are You" for people that aren't in his contact list.
He is tempted not to answer it, but he looks at the number and a slow smile plays on his mouth. He does know the number, its her. Puck answers the call.
"Hello", is the only thing Puck can think of saying to her. He mentally kicks himself for not having a sexy comment or even just saying his name with a sexy tone of voice.
"You need to pick up your package this week", she tells him in a soft voice. "It is at the men's department of Macy's. Just tell them your name and they will give it to you", she explains to him.
"Okay, um everything is there at Macy's?", his voice quivers a bit at the thought some guy will see the blind fold and the cuffs. He hears he laugh softly and thinks he must sound like such a idiot.
"Noah, your part is at Macy's along with a note", she says in an attempt to calm him, "the rest will be waiting for you, including me".
He needs to sound like he is in control even though his mind is reeling at the thought of what she has in store for him.
"No problem baby, I will be there", his voice sounds stronger to his own ears. He hears the click of her ending the call.
Thursday afternoon….
Puck goes to the mall and heads straight to Macy's.
He hates places like this, the clerks look at him as if he doesn't belong in their snooty store.
Puck walks up to the older man at the desk in the men's department. The well dressed clerk asks what does he want and Puck is tempted to tell him to go fuck himself, but he knows that he has to follow the rules.
"Uh, my name is Noah Puckerman and I was told to pick up a package here in this department", he tells the stuck up clerk. Once his name is heard by the guy everything suddenly changes.
The clerk becomes super friendly asking him what size he normally wears, pants and shirts.
Noah just stares at him for a moment and then asks him why does he need to know what size he clothes he wears.
"For your suit, you are being a fitted for a suit ensemble", the clerk says a little to eagerly as he ushers Puck to the fitting area.
"Hold on princess, I am suppose to pick up a package not let you feel me up", Puck says flashing a death glare at the clerk.
"Ms., er uh, Baby said that I am suppose to fit you for a suit and not to answer any questions about her", the clerk says with a red face.
"Ms Baby told you all of this herself did she? Prove it what does she look like?" Puck tries to coerce the knowledge from the clerk.
"Mr. Puckerman, I told you I cant answer any questions about her. She said to remind you of the rules." The clerk is fidgeting with his hands.
'Okay, but no unnecessary touching or I will forget the rules and will lay you out in one punch, got it?", Puck says with a glare and emphasis on the last part.
The next hour is spent with Puck and the clerk battling for control of the fitting.
Puck slapping the clerks hands away as he tries to measure his inseam and measuring his waist. After a few pin pricks, a couple which were on purpose and Puck slapping the clerk on the back of the head with each needle prick, the fitting was completed to both their satisfactions.
Puck stands back and looks in the mirror at his reflection. He cant believe what he sees, he has never looked this good. Even the noose of a tie looks good on him.
That was another ten minutes of arguing with the sales clerk. Puck didn't understand the need to wear something that would choke the breath out of him. And Puck didn't know how to tie the damn thing either.
The suit is a soft charcoal grey pinstriped , the shirt is a light, soft blue and the tie is grey with soft paisley designs on it. The clerk made Puck knot the tie in front of him before he would let him change back to his street clothes.
He tells Puck to have a seat in the waiting area and that the alterations would be ready in about twenty minutes. While he waits another clerk brings a few different styles of dress shoes to him. He tries them on picking out a simple black pair that have laces.
He notices that the clerk hands the shoes over to his clerk along with a pair of socks.
He sits back and waits for the alterations to be finished, thinking about what she could have in store for him Friday night.
The clerk delivers his suit in a garment bag and shoe box in less than twenty minutes, handing the packages to Puck. As Puck turned to leave the clerk stopped him by mentioning the letter was in the left breast pocket of the coat and to read it when he arrived home.
Arriving home….
Puck hung up the garment bag in his closet and unzipped it reaching for the note. He crossed the room, kicking the shoe box out of the way and lay down on his bed before opening it. He could smell her scent on the envelope.
A key card fell out of the envelope along with the note. He set the key card on his night stand and began reading the note.
Noah,
Please be at the hotel at eight p. m. and save some of your appetite as I have something special planned for you.
Baby
She liked that I called her baby he smiles at the thought. Puck falls asleep with all types of fantasies playing out in his mind…..
Friday evening….
Puck is in his room looking at the beautiful suit hanging in the opened garment bag. He lets the fabric slide between his finger tips down the lapel of the jacket. The feeling reminds him of her skin, soft, gentle and smooth.
He walks to his dresser and opens the drawer pulling out a small bag from one of the department stores in the mall. He pulls the box out, looking at the designer label on it.
He lifts the lid of the box and can smell the cologne without unscrewing the cap. The smell of leather, woods, and musk fill his nose. He remembers the headache from smelling so many different fragrances until he decided on this one.
He puts some of the expensive cologne on as he thinks how nice she always smells when they are together. He feels the cool the liquid on his body as he touches his hands to his neck and chest. He inhales the smell enjoying it.
He slips on a white undershirt and a pair of silk boxers. He knew that most guys wore either a tee shirt or undershirt with a dress shirt.
The silk boxers was another treat for himself. He liked the way the material felt against his dick, like being inside of her, slick and soft.
He walks back to his closet where the garment bag waits for him. He takes out the jacket first, gently laying it across his bed. He slips the shirt on and notices there aren't any buttons on the sleeves. He thinks maybe she wont notice in the dark and continues to button it up almost to his neck.
He takes the pants off the hanger and feels the material slide over his legs. He can feel his dick twitch at the sensation. He smiles at his reflection in the mirror, his ass looks great in these pants.
He sits in the chair at his desk reaching for the box that contains the new shoes and socks. He slips the socks on closing his eyes, letting the feel of the soft wool tickle his feet.
He stands and reaches for the belt that was in the bag. He slides it through the loops on his pants. He thinks back to the first time she took off his belt, feeling the leather pass through each loop.
He slips his feet into the new shoes and takes a rag wiping them off. He has never had a pair of shoes that cost the same amount as his mother paid in rent each month. Hell this whole outfit would pay the rent on this house for several months, if not a year. He shrugs the thought away admiring the way he looks in the mirror.
He tucks in the shirt into his pants and fastens the leather belt. He grabs the tie that is hanging in the bag and puts it around his neck slipping it under the collar of the shirt. He finishes the buttons on the shirt.
He remembers the instructions the clerk gave him on the tie and begins to slowly make a neat knot that slides into place almost perfectly.
Puck grabs the jacket from his bed and slips his arms in the sleeves. He pulls the sleeves of his shirt down, since without buttons they slid up almost to his elbows.
He smoothes the front of his jacket down and feels something in the breast pocket. He reaches inside and pulls out a rectangular box, opening it he is stunned to say the least. A pair of cuff links, gold cuff links with his initials engraved into them, sit in the box.
He tries putting them on and he just cant seem to figure out how to wear them. He puts them back into the box with the thought that maybe she can show him how they work.
He checks his look in the mirror. He gives his Mohawk on last smoothing tweak. He walks to his dresser grabbing his keys and wallet. He shoves the wallet in his back pocket and then retrieves it placing it in his breast pocket.
He slips down the stairs quietly to the back door. He yells at his Mom that he will be back later. It wasn't that he didn't want her to see him, but he would have a hard time explaining the badass suit and new shoes. He would get the third degree and he just didn't have time for that at the moment.
He hears her say bye and to be careful tonight. He gets into his truck and starts on his way to the hotel.
The hotel…..
She sits in the darkened hotel room, with only a few small candles burning scattered around the room. She looks around the room at the bed, the chaise lounge, and the table that has a few surprises on it.
It is almost eight so she rises from the chaise lounge and walks to the dressing table. She gently picks up the mask that is laying there looking at it. It is black with purple beads around the edges and is made of silk.
She places the mask on her face, enjoying the feel of it against her skin. She pulls the ties back behind her hair and begins to tie it. When she is finished she looks at herself in the mirror. She admires the woman looking back at her.
She gently brushes her long, full red hair letting it fall down over her shoulders and breasts. The curls hang loose and frame her face. She runs her hands down the sides of her dress smoothing it over her slim hips.
She is so nervous about tonight. She has enjoyed the last few adventures with Noah. The naughty games she played with him were great. She loves to watch him lose himself, he enoys the game as much as she.
Then when she called him Wednesday he called her baby. It is just a nickname because he doesn't know her real name but still he thought enough to pick a name for her.
Her thoughts are interrupted at the sound of someone at the door. She takes a deep breath as she watches the door slowly open.
The other side of the door,
a man seeking something
With
Trembling hands
Shaking knees
Racing heart
Labored breath
To fulfill a wish, a dream
To be who he wants to be
Not what the world sees….
Puck stops outside of the door, the key card in his hand. He pulls at the tie trying to make it more comfortable. He takes a deep breath, slips the card into the key slot on the door and opens the door.