Page 29 of Ravish

Colby made his way to his workroom. He usually only worked at night or on weekends, but he wanted to work on this idea now.

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Lara stared at the box like it was a snake waiting to bite her. She plucked the note from under the ribbon and tore the envelope open.

Lara, after you left the store yesterday, an idea came to mind. I hope you like this. See you tonight. Don’t forget; I’m picking you up at seven. Colby.

Gathering her courage, she pulled the ribbon and lifted the white lid off the box to reveal white tissue paper. Carefully, she parted the paper and stared at the clothing below.

Her fingers trembled as she lifted the material from the box. Her breath caught in her throat. How did he know?

While Lara wasn’t an exhibitionist, she was well aware of the club rules on clothing. Colby as well.

She held the up the first piece of material. A halter top made of leather that laced up in the front. She carefully laid it on her bed and picked up the second clothing item. A leather skirt.

Yes, she tried a couple on in Colby’s shop, but she’d found them either too short or little too restrictive, and she couldn’t quite move the way she wanted to. But this one… Her fingers caressed the supple, buttery-soft black leather.

Lara blew out a breath. How was she to play this? These last few weeks, she and Colby had gone out to dinner a few times and to the classes at the club. He hadn’t pressured her for sex or even play. Tonight was their first night to play in the club if she choose to. She laid the skirt aside and put the box in her closet. Was she really going to wear what he’d sent her? She didn’t know yet, but it wouldn’t hurt to try it on.

She quickly stripped down to her underwear. Removing her bra, she slipped on the halter top and laced up the front. It wasn’t as stiff as she thought it might be. The built-in bra cupped her breasts and lifted them.

One down. Picking up the skirt, Lara held it up. This looked different than the ones she tried on in his shop. She slipped the skirt on and pulled it up. It was snug around her waist and framed her hips well.

She walked around her bedroom before stopping in front of her full-length mirror. Was that really her? Her cheeks were full of color; her blue eyes sparkled. She twisted and turned, keeping her gaze on the mirror.

While she had done a lot of reading over the last few weeks and talked with Sierra, Crystal, and Tessa, nothing prepared her for how she felt right now.

Lara had never considered herself beautiful. Passable, yes. But in this outfit… She felt sexy and beautiful. How did Colby know what she didn’t know? The man had unknown depths to him, and she was looking forward to exploring each and every one.

Shoes. She learned a long time ago she didn’t like heels, but the club had strict rules. She couldn’t really see herself going barefoot. Wait a second, she remembered reading something about… Darn it, she couldn’t remember.

Walking over to her dresser, she picked up her cell phone and texted Sierra. Within a few minutes Sierra texted her back a note with a picture. Lara looked at the picture first. That’s it. Ballet flats. Okay. She thanked Sierra and started rummaging through her closet and unearthed a pair of red ballet slippers.

These would work. But there was one more thing. She went back to her dresser and opened the drawer. Regular panties wouldn’t work tonight. She’d need something different.

She took off her normal underwear and slipped on a thong. She’d bought them on a whim but hadn’t worn them more than once because they were uncomfortable. They didn’t call it butt floss for nothing. Lara consolidated the other items she would take with her tonight into a small purse, excitement flowing through her veins. She was glad the club had lockers for them to put their belongings in, since purses weren’t allowed on the club floor.

Once that was done, Lara slipped on the ballet slippers and walked into her living room.

She had about ten minutes before Colby was to arrive. Oh wait, she needed a coat. There was no way she could walk around like this let alone… Maybe she better drive tonight.

There was no way she could ride Colby’s bike in the skirt. Opening the hall closet, she pulled out her long raincoat. Her doorbell rang. She looked out and saw Colby standing there.

She slipped her coat on. Something inside her wanted to surprise Colby. After buttoning the garment closed, she opened the door.

The disappointment on Colby’s face was priceless. “Did my gift not work?”

Lara’s lips turned up. “You’ll just have to wait and see.”

His eyes flared with desire. “Are you sure you want to tease me this way?”

She shifted from one foot to the other. “Since this is the only time tonight I’m going to be able to do this, yes.” Once they were in the club, he was in charge. A tremor of anticipation flowed through her veins.

“You and I are going to have fun.” He leaned over and brushed a light kiss over her lips. “Ready to go?”

“Yes, but I was wondering if I should drive. I don’t think I can ride your bike in this outfit.”

“No worries.” He gestured to the small green SUV sitting in front of her duplex. “I borrowed one of Damon’s vehicles. I knew it would be difficult for you to ride my bike. We’ll work something out so you won’t have to worry next time.”

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