p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;""Eloise, if anyone asks, I'm shopping with friends," Daphne says to her younger sister, who was currently lounging on her bed with a novel in her hand. "My dear sister," Eloise drawls with a flair of dramatics, and Daphne wonders once again how it was that she had never joined the drama club, "Aren't you going shopping?" Eloise throws her a knowing look and Daphne feels herself flush, even though she has no reason to. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;""I am," she confirms, and finally chooses the cute flowery top that emphasizes er small waist and makes her boobs look good. Even though they're small. Damn it Daphne, she scolds herself, not the time to get insecure about your boobs of all things. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;""Just not with friends," Eloise says, her smart brain already knowing what's up, "You're going shopping with Simon, probably for some sexy stuff because you're kinky like that." /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"Pulling her skirt op, Daphne quirked an eyebrow at her younger sister. "And what exactly do you know about my kinkiness?" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"Eloise groaned, throwing her head back, her book abandoned. "I need a drink for this," she started, "But you once left your phone on the kitchen table unlocked. Anthony was home so I wanted to hide it for you, but me and Hyacinth were curious. Too curious for our own good to be honest, I think you might need to pay for Hy's therapy. Poor girl is traumatized to her core." /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"Daphne just sighed at this news. For some reason it hadn't surprised it one bit that they snooped in her phone. At least she admitted it. "That's probably karma for reading stuff that wasn't supposed to be read by your eyes." /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"They held eye contact before Eloise snorted, laughing in an way that probably had their mom scolding them if she'd heard, "No lady laughs like that," even though they are in the twenty first century. "I just can't believe that you're hiding it from Anthony. You're having the hottest, most mind blowing sex you've ever had and you've managed to not spill all the beans at the dinner table." /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"Daphne snorted at that herself, "Imagine that, 'emAnthony, dear, don't drink anything for a second. I've been fucking your best friend from your frat times for a few weeks now'/em, he'd have my head and you'd know it." /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;""No, no," Eloise cuts in, "Imagine how mom would reply. She would be totally okay with you fucking him, you remember how she adored him whenever Anthony took him home to stay over when they needed to get actual work done and the fraternity wasn't cutting it? She would scold you for the fact that you didn't make him work for it." /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;""Who says I'm not making him work for it?" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;""Well, considering you are going to be the one modelling for him today, I'd say he's making you work." /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;" /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"Ah, Victoria's secret. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"Simon had wanted to take her to an even more expensive, high end lingerie place, but Daphne had told him that VS would make his pockets hurt enough already, especially considering how much he's picking out right now. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;""Simon, if you will continue like that I'm not even going to have enough nights to wear al that!" She whisper-yells as loud as she can without drawing the attention of the elder women at the end of the aisle, who had eyed them disapprovingly earlier, probably knowing more than Daphne would've liked. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;""Daphne, don't worry about such things, I'll give you more than enough opportunities to wear these kind of presents," Simon said, his breath tickling her ear when he leaned in to her, voice louder than she would've liked, probably knowing exactly how much the older lady could hear. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;""Now let's get you all dressed up, doll," Simon said. Daphne swore she didn't react to the nickname but Simon's face told a different story. Smug bastard. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"They had chosen a pretty quiet time to go, only two other fitting rooms were occupied. While the idea of fitting lingerie and letting Simon see it, it was awkward in reality, especially with women and the occasional men walking in and out of the fitting room. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"So they had decided to do it a little more practical – and save the fun for later. At least, that had been the plan. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"She sorted the sets Simon selected, quietly observing what Simon's taste was like. She couldn't really find a trend in them, it seems like he didn't have one particular preference, but colder colours did seem to find their way back. Excluding that hot red piece, she definitely needed to try that one on. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"Fitting into them should be considered torture, nothing sexy about it, honestly. But the way she looked definitely made the struggle worth it. She was glad she decided to wear heals, even though they weren't really practical during shopping, because she promised Simon some pictures. And really, these heels added some flair to the whole sending-sexy-pictures-in-fitting-rooms. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"Simon's replies were so worth it. He was waiting outside her dressing room, she knew, and the occasional intake of breath or even a groan whenever he got a picture made her confidence grow. That was her man, and that was the result of pictures of her that she sent him. It's her body in the lingerie he choose that made him react like that. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"She was an independent woman that could live perfectly fine without a man, at least she thought so, but she wanted him to take her, own her and remind her of such too. It made her hurry with the fitting, the silent promise of hot sex having her craving it, so much. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"The last picture sent, she satisfied turned off her phone screen. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;""Daphne," a low voice growled, really close to the curtain, the only thing protecting Daphne from being taken right there and then, she knew it. "If you don't get out of that hot piece in five minutes I'm going to drag you out, have the cashier scan the tag while it's on you and fuck you in the car."/span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"Ah, nothing better than the promise of hot car sex. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;""I'll take as much time as I need," a pause, "emsir/em."span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span/span/p