Chapter 8 – Revenge

I woke up the next morning in Edward's bed. I expected him to be there but the bed was cold and empty next to me. Maybe he was in the kitchen. I sat up and threw the covers back. I noticed that my clothes from the previous day were folded neatly on the dresser with my shoes. I went to get dressed but my panties weren't there. I looked to see if they had fallen but they were nowhere to be seen. I dressed without them and headed towards the kitchen but Edward wasn't there. I was beginning to get a little confused and worried and I decided to search the house. He wasn't anywhere inside. The door was locked and his car was gone too.

"FUCK!" I called out to myself. "The fucker left me here!"

I found my purse and looked for my cell phone. It wasn't there. I heard it ringing and found it in the kitchen. It wasn't a familiar number but I answered it.

"Hello?"

"Is this Ms. Swan?" the person on the other end asked.

"Yes."

"This is Frank with Accidental Friends Collision Center. I was calling to inform you that your vehicle is ready and you can come by any time to get it."

"Thanks, I will be there as soon as possible." I said before hanging up. I called a cab company and had to search for a piece of mail to tell them Edward's address. They assured me that they would be there in 15 minutes and I headed outside to wait. I was worried that Edward might return too soon and hope that I was gone so I started to pace. The taxi finally showed up, it had only been 12 minutes, and I told the driver where to take me.

A ten minute drive later and I was dropped off at Accidental Friends. I walked inside and up to the service desk. A man was standing there with the name Frank on his shirt. I hoped that I would never have to work somewhere that I was forced to have my name on my tit.

"May I help you?" Frank asked me.

"Yeah, I am Bella Swan, here to pick up my Ion. It was towed in late last night."

"Swan, Swan, Ion, oh yeah. I called you a little while ago. Let me get the invoice for you." Frank disappeared then came back quickly, a paper in his hand. I was dreading the bill and hoped that I had enough on one of my credit cards to pay for it. "Here you go," he said, depositing the keys in my hand. "Bill's already been taken care of."

"By who?" I asked.

"A Mr. Edward Masen. He was in here about an hour ago and paid it in full."

"Oh," was all I said but I was fuming inside. Did he think that paying my repair bill was some sort of payment for sex? I was NOT A WHORE! "Thank you." I turned around and headed out to the parking lot. I found my Ion quickly, got in, and sped off home.

I was fucking pissed! First, I wake up and I am locked in his house all alone. There was no note or phone call or anything to let me know to get the hell out. Then my fucking underwear was missing. I bet the asshole kept it as a trophy. I almost wished I had snooped and looked for it to see if I found a drawer full of ladies underwear. He probably kept all the panties from all of his conquests.

I growled and grumbled to myself the entire drive home. All I wanted to do was shower his stench off of me. What really fucking sucked was that I had really enjoyed myself up until this morning when I woke up. Hell, I had slept better in his bed then I did in my own. And the sex with him…OH MY GOD! That was the only way to describe it. Why did the fucking man of my dreams have to fuck me then fuck me over?

I got home and headed to the shower immediately. I stripped off my clothes and sank into the hot water and steam and started crying. I felt used finally. It was ironic. Here I was using all these people and that was my original intentions for Edward. But I thought we had a connection and I woke up all alone with no way to my vehicle. Hell, at least my Major had been kind enough to take me back to my car.

I quickly washed and got out of the shower, wrapping myself up in a towel. I heard my cell phone ringing and ran to answer it. It was Jessica Eskew, my publisher. I really didn't want to talk to her today but I couldn't just ignore her. Jessica was only 5'7" and maybe weighed 135 pounds. She had a slight natural tan to her and had long dark brown hair with a reddish tint to it. It was almost like chocolate blood. The most surprising thing about her was her mood swings. She would always start all sweet and nice and fun loving and at the first sign of anyone going against her, her head would do a 360 degree turn and I swear she would spit pea soup out. She would grow horns and hold a fiery pitchfork but the fear would come from the flat, low tone that she would speak with. It was ominous and scary and would make your knees knock. Then, like nothing had ever happened, she would be the sweet, nice, fun loving person again with nothing but smiles and sunshine. She was someone that you needed to start off with a fun and happy attitude and try to not go against her wishes. It was with this in mind that I answered the phone.

"Hi Jessica!" I said, trying to sound enthusiastic at her being on the phone.

"Bella darling! How is the research going?" Jessica asked.

"Pretty good, the one from last night was great but this morning wasn't so fantastic."

"Oh shug, what happened?"

"Nothing really. I drove my car over a tree limb and he came to my rescue. Then we had great sex but when I woke up this morning he was gone and I was at his house with no car. I had to call a cab to take me to the body shop to get my car."

"Well that does suck. Sorry to hear that. At least the sex was great huh?"

"Yeah, at least he can be good in the book. So, is that was you were calling for?"

"Well, yes and no. I have looked over what you sent me so far and I noticed that you lack appropriate attire."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, jeans and a t-shirt. Come on Bella, where is the lingerie and stilettos?"

"Jessica, I don't do stilettos." I immediately regretted the comment. I could almost hear the horns growing and the head spinning around.

"Listen here Bella; I am taking a chance with you only because I think that your book will be a best seller with all the sex crazed people in the world. I have set up an appointment for you with one of our personal shoppers, Rosalie. You WILL be there and you WILL go shopping and you WILL buy some skimpy attire and there better damn well be matching stilettos to go along with it. The company is paying for it and I will not hear you say no to this. Do you understand me?" That damn tone! I could handle her screaming at me but that damn tone that she used killed me. It was almost as if my mother, grandmother, and great grandmother were all rolled into one being and were all simultaneously scolding me. I sighed audibly.

"Ok Jessica. I will be there. Where exactly is there?"

"Satin and Lace on 5th Avenue. Rosalie will meet you there at 2:00 pm. She has long blonde hair and she will be expecting you. Her number is 206-555-7399. And Bella?"

"Yes?"

"Don't be late and enjoy yourself shug. You deserve some play time that you don't have to write about later."

With that Jessica hung up the phone. I looked at the time and realized that it was already 12:30 pm. I had to hurry to get ready and get there. I was sure that if I was late the wrath of Jessica would descend upon me. I blow dried my hair and looked through my closet. Surely I wouldn't have to dress up nicely for this shopping excursion. Hell, I wasn't going to since I would be purchasing a whole new wardrobe it seemed. I threw on a pair of white skinny jeans, an emerald green halter style top, and green flip flops. I was going to let my feet be comfortable for as long as possible before the damn stilettos took over. I added a touch of light makeup and left my hair down. I walked out the door at 1:15 pm and headed towards Satin and Lace.

I pulled up and parked then headed for the front door. I was greeted outside by none other than Barbie! EDWARD FUCKING MASEN'S BARBIE! Could this day get any worse?

"Bella?" Rosalie asked, eyeing me up and down.

"Yes, you must be Rosalie," I replied under her scrutiny.

"I see that Jessica was right, your clothes are pathetic and FLIP FLOPS? Bella, you can't be serious!"

"What? There is absolutely nothing wrong with my clothes." I was getting furious. This was Edward's little bitch and she was trying to tell me that I couldn't dress. Hell, looking at her she looked like some stuck up bitch that had her panties in a major wad.

"Look, let's just shop. I don't feel like explaining you not buying anything to Jessica," Rosalie said as she entered Satin and Lace.

Rosalie was like a tornado inside the store. She started grabbing items and thrusting them into my arms. I saw leather, lace, satin, silk, corsets, bustiers, garters, and she had an impressive stack of shoe boxes in her arms. Every time I tried to suggest something she would sneer at me and I just kept my mouth shut. I was still pissed off about Edward anyways.

I don't know why it was bothering me so much. I haven't had anyone yet that had bothered me or gotten under my skin as much as he had. And it was a slap in the face that I was now shopping with his Barbie. I just wanted to get through with this and go find some man to fuck the shit out of and get over him.

Rosalie seemed satisfied with her choices and pulled me into the large fitting room. It seemed more like a small bedroom of sorts. There were two red velvet chaise lounges in it and mirrors on 3 of the walls. The room was huge and didn't have the typical open top walls like what you would find at most stores. It was complete privacy in here. There was also a table and hooks for the items.

Rosalie started organizing the items on the table and I cringed when I saw some of the selections. The one that had me worried the most was a leather and chain bra and panty set. The bra was just strips of leather that made up the outline of the bra shape. The cups were made out of vertical hanging chains and there weren't enough of them to cover anything. The panties were similar and I did not even want to think about wearing metal down there. The bra attached to a leather and chain collar too. It was freaky! Definitely not my style at all.

"Here!" Rosalie said, snapping me out of my daze by handing me a navy blue corset and matching panties. There were pale pink and beige flowers on it. She set out a pair of navy blue pumps to go with it. I stood there waiting for her to leave the room but she just crossed her arms and tapped her foot. "What are you waiting for?"

"You to leave," I spat at her.

"Well, that ain't going to happen! Besides, you will need someone to adjust it for you. And you don't have anything that I haven't seen or touched," Rose said and the idea hit me like a ton of bricks. I wanted revenge against Edward. Rosalie knew Edward. Rosalie was a woman. I haven't had a woman chapter yet for my book. OH YEAH! 3 for the price of 1! I smiled as seductively as I could manage and started stripping off my clothes.

I noticed Rosalie peeking at me some but then trying to act like she was busy sorting the outfits she grabbed. I picked up the panties and slid my legs into them and then picked up the corset. I was trying to decide which was the front and which was the back when Rose chimed in.

"The lacing goes up the back but there is a side zipper so you don't have to keep readjusting it once you get it to fit right."

I slipped my legs into the corset and shimmied it up my body then zipped it up. Rosalie walked around behind me and started pulling at the lacing.

"Pick your breasts up and make sure they are where you want them," Rosalie instructed and I adjusted them. I noticed her watching in the mirror. She tugged on the laces and then I felt her tying it up. "Done!"

I looked and I had a new figure in this corset. It made my breasts look fuller and perkier like gravity had never been an issue.

"Wow," I almost whispered. I still couldn't believe that this was my body.

"Wow is right. You definitely have the body for lingerie," Rosalie said nonchalantly. "Here, this one next."

She handed me a pink ruffled bikini bottom and a fitted lace camisole that left most of my abdomen exposed. I slipped into it and twisted and turned in front of the mirror. This outfit was added to the pile with the first corset. I guess they were buys. The next thing I tried on was a see through tailored long sleeve black shirt. The collar and cuffs were silk and the panties were silk too. It looked like a men's shirt but was completely see through. I loved the feel of it against my skin and apparently loved it so much that I made my nipples perk up. I noticed Rosalie lick her lips quickly before turning away.

She turned back around with matching see through, push up bustiers. They had garters attached to them and she had the matching thigh highs and panties to complete the ensembles.

"Try on the white one. If it looks good we will get both because I have already seen you in black," Rose said as she helped me slide into the bustier. It was different from the corset and the straps needed adjusting before it created the perfect cleavage. I slid into the thigh highs and Rosalie knelt down to attach the garters. I looked almost angelic in the mirror.

I was staring at myself when I noticed that Rosalie was still knelt down beside me, her hands lingering on my thigh. I shifted it slightly and her finger tips brushed against my exposed skin. I had to fight to contain the moan that threatened to escape my mouth. Rosalie jumped and then quickly released the garters from the thigh highs. She muttered something to herself and then turned around and started shuffling the remaining items around. I undressed quickly and placed all of the items in the 'to buy' pile. I was standing there naked waiting for Rosalie to hand me the next items but she seemed lost in thought.

"Rosalie?" I asked her in a low voice. "You ok?"

She spun around and gasped when she saw me standing there completely naked staring at her. This was getting easier and easier to complete. Rosalie seemed extremely flustered by me and my actions and she was fucking hot. I hadn't been with a woman since I was 16 and experimented with my best friend Crystal. I had enjoyed it but I really really really liked dick so I had stuck with it. Maybe I would have to broaden my horizons more often. I was snapped out of my ogling of her body by her handing me some more things.

I looked down at the flaming red and black items in my hands. I started to put them on and discovered that there was a red g-string with black edges, a red corset with black lacing in the front and on the sides but hook and eye closures (like a bra) in the back, red garters, and black thigh highs with red lace at the top. I was able to dress myself completely except for tying up the corset.

"Little help?" I asked Rosalie and she started tightening the laces on the sides first.

I noticed as her small hands made quick work but would occasionally graze the side of my breast. I struggled to breathe normally. Rosalie moved to the front laces and started at the bottom, tightening them until I had the hourglass figure again. When she neared my breasts she shocked the shit out of me by reaching in and adjusting my breasts herself. I saw that she was panting slightly but that her hands weren't shaking. She let her hands linger longer than normal on my breasts before resuming the tightening of the laces. I almost grabbed her that instant to kiss her but I held back as I noticed the last two outfits waiting to be tried on. I smiled as the plan materialized in my head.

I slipped out of this one and deposited it in the 'to buy' pile along with everything else I had tried on. I did have to admit that Rosalie knew what worked on my body. Rosalie handed me the leather and chain number and I crossed my arms and shook my head.

"No way. That is not going on me. I would be afraid I would pinch something up in the chains. Besides, it isn't my style and I know for a fact that I would never wear it," I said, standing as firm as I could for standing there naked.

"Bella! How do you even know?" Rosalie asked, mirroring my position. I just shook my head no. "Fine! Try on this one instead. I will go put this 'offensive' one back." Rosalie handed me the other outfit.

"I have a better idea. You seem to like it so much, why don't you try it on and if you like it then buy it but say it was for me," I suggested with a wink. Rosalie looked deep in thought for a moment then her face exploded with a smile.

"Deal!" Rosalie said winking back at me. I started to get dressed in the last outfit while Rosalie stripped off her clothes. It was the first time I took notice of her wardrobe. She was in a pair of tight khaki pants, chocolate brown heels with metal rivet accents, a button down long sleeve fitted brown shirt, and a cream colored scarf.

I watched her slowly remove all of her clothes while I slowly pulled on my next selection. I slid into a black vinyl bra and panty set. It seemed simple from a distance but a closer examination would reveal that there was a slit vertically through each cup and through the crotch of the panties. The slits were held closed by little vinyl ties done up in bows. There were no garters or thigh highs for this one. It was simple and sexy and I was shocked I liked it so much.

I finished tying the bows up and stood there watching Rosalie. She had slid into the chain panties and was working on the bra. This set even had fishnet thigh highs and when she bent over to slide one up her leg I couldn't hold back any longer.

I was behind her in a split second and had my body pressed against hers, my hands on her hips as I pulled them against me. I felt the bare skin of her ass cheeks rub against my body and moaned audibly. Rosalie had frozen the moment I touched her but slowly started to stand up when I moaned.

"Shhh," she said before pressing her back against my breasts and shifting around slightly. I fought back the groan and thought to myself that two could play at this game.

I let my hands weave themselves into her hair before grabbing it and sliding it to one side and over her right shoulder. I lowered my mouth to her exposed neck and licked it from shoulder to ear then gently nibbled on her ear lobe. She pushed her ass into my crotch and I could tell that she wanted more. I brought my hands up her body, letting my fingers gently graze over her exposed flesh. My fingers continued on their journey north until they felt the chains of the bra. I slid the chains slightly and they brushed against Rosalie's nipples. She let out a low throaty sound and it was my turn to shush her. She bit down on her lip as I continued.

I traced the flesh around her nipples before letting my knuckles graze over them. Rosalie ground her ass into me more and I knew she was enjoying herself. I placed open mouth kisses up and down her neck as I started to palm her breasts and pinch her nipples. She wrapped her arms around my head and held it to her neck. I started to nibble at her neck as I let one of my hands travel southward down her body. I knew where I was when I felt the band of leather and the few chains that were barely covering her glorious slit. I could feel the heat rolling off of it as I inched my fingers closer and closer to her heaven.

Rosalie adjusted her stance by spreading her legs wider to accommodate my hand. It was my silent signal to continue. I felt the parting of her lower lips and realized that Rosalie was shaved completely bare. The revelation of this fact caused a surge of moisture to flow from my core but this was now going to be all about Rosalie and revenge on Edward. I parted her lips with my index and ring finger, exposing her clit to my middle finger. I flicked it lightly a few times and Rosalie's hips propelled forward at the contact. I continued nibbling on her neck and playing with her nipple as I gently stroked her slit, running my fingers up and down the length of it and coating them in her juices.

Rosalie kept thrusting her hips forward every time my fingers neared her entrance. On the 5th thrust I slipped my middle finger deep into her heated core and she bit down on her lip to try and stifle the moan that escaped her mouth.

I kept working my finger in and out of her core and used my thumb to massage her clit. I kept massaging her breast and nipple with my free hand and moved my mouth to her ear lobe. I could feel Rosalie's legs start to tremble so I added in a second then a third finger and kept sliding them in and out of her moist, hot core. I added some pressure with my thumb to her clit and that sent her over the edge. She gasped loudly as her orgasm ripped through her body.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. We both froze and a voice sounded out. "Ladies, are you almost done? Do you need any help?" the sales lady asked.

"No, we are almost done, thanks!" I called out and then Rosalie and I burst into giggles.

We quickly got out of our outfits and dressed. I grabbed up all of the items while Rosalie grabbed the shoes that matched each one. We headed out to the counter and completed the purchase before heading out of the store.

"Thanks for everything Rosalie! Oh and can you tell Edward hi for me?" I called out over my shoulder before I dashed to my car. I hoped like hell that she called him right away and told him all about it. That is what he gets for leaving me high and dry this morning.

I smiled smugly as I started my car and headed back home. I had a new sexy lingerie wardrobe, several pairs of shoes, and a new chapter to add to my book. Public places plus a woman plus pleasuring instead of receiving. This one was going to be fun to write out.