Page 18 of A Wife's Duty

Arriving at one of the boutiques he knew was popular among women, he parked his car and climbed out. He rounded the vehicle and opened the door, waiting for Lucia. She climbed out, and he noticed her covering her thighs as she did so.

Taking her hand, they walked into the boutique. The moment he did so, he looked for the saleswoman, and spotted her already heading toward them.

“Hi, I’m Louise, is there anything I can help you with today?” Louise asked. She had her hair pulled back into a tightly coiled bun. She wore a suit which included a pencil skirt, crisp white shirt, and matching jacket. Small heels on her feet, and her smile actually seemed genuine.

“My wife is in need of a new wardrobe. Whatever she wants, she can have.” He let Lucia’s hand go.

His wife looked at him with fear in her eyes.

“Go and find something you like.”

With that, he turned his back and started to look through the store. Not only was Lucia going to get what she wanted, there might be one or two items he would like to see.

He kept glancing over at Louise and his wife. Lucia was very stiff. She wasn’t relaxed.

He gave her time. Clicking his fingers to one of the other staff, he pointed at a few items he wanted her to try. Sending them to her, he watched Lucia’s eyes widen when they were interrupted. She nodded her head, and he smiled. She would get used to it soon enough.

For a little more fun, he made his way toward the lingerie department and looked through several different sets, imagining his wife in them. Lucia was going to look stunning, and once again, the assistant that had been following him took the lingerie to his wife.

After he was done having fun, he made his way toward the changing room, settled down onto the sofa, and waited.

His cell phone buzzed in his pocket but he ignored it. Checking the time, he knew the news would be now active, and the footage leaked. It was going to start.

Louise appeared. “Would you like to see some of the choices your wife has made?”

“Yes.”

And much to his surprise, the first outfit Lucia stepped out in was a pair of jeans and a shirt. The jeans hugged her body, emphasizing her shapely ass. The shirt cupped her tits and flared out. She looked so pretty. Her face was a beautiful shade of red.

“Do you like it?” he asked.

Her gaze went wide and she nodded her head.

“Then get it.”

Again, she looked ready to faint.

“Show me more,” he said, leaning back and waiting.

Lucia had picked up many different pairs of jeans, pants, and trousers, including lounge pants as well, which he found so cute. There were a couple of dresses, some of them more revealing than the ones she was used to wearing, and ones he couldn’t wait to see her in as well.

Her choices were stunning and he couldn’t wait to see her in everything. He also couldn’t wait to take Lucia to see her parents, dressed exactly how she wanted. There would come time for that. For now, he had to let a few cards fall into place, before he started to play with Valdez.

Lucia didn’t show him the lingerie he had chosen, but there would also come time for that. Only if she was willing. He was not going to force his wife to have sex with him. This was about freeing her—breaking the chains that confined her.

With the last item finished, Lucia came out to him, and he stood. Looking toward Louise, he smiled. “Please have everything delivered to this address by the end of the afternoon.”

He handed Louise a card. It was for the address of his current apartment. She gave him a big smile and said he would have nothing to worry about. He didn’t doubt it for a second.

Taking Lucia’s hand, he walked out of the store, into the warm sunshine.

“I want an ice cream. What about you?”

“Huh?” Lucia asked.

“Ice cream? You want one?” he asked, and then glanced across the road to the park, along with the ice cream truck. “Come on.”

He hadn’t let go of her hand, and he pulled her along. There was a line for the ice cream, and he stood waiting. As he stood in line, he couldn’t help but think back to a couple of years ago, on another line he’d been standing in.

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