Page 14 of Show and Tell
My words are true too.I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of the saucy brat, although I genuinely believe that Lily needs time to spread her wings and see the world before I lock her down for good.After all, I’m not into the Stepford Wife act.I don’t want a woman to be stuck at home, unhappy and barefoot, wondering about what she missed in life.Instead, I want Lily to see what the world has to offer before I lock her down for good, filling her tummy with my babies.When that happens, all bets will be off.Lily will be over-the-top busy as she’ll be continuously pregnant, with dozens of children underfoot.Frankly, I can’t wait for that time to come.
But before it happens, I’m helping Lily see the world, and the bowling party tonight is the first step in terms of spreading her wings and savoring new experiences.Coming to the Secret Garden will ensure that the brat’s dressed appropriately for tonight’s event, although of course, the lace will hit the floor within twenty minutes, I’m sure.
But it’s fine.The saleslady smiles prettily as she turns to lead me to the back of the boutique.
“This way, Mr.Kenneally,” she says in a throaty tone.“Follow me, please.”
I watch as her hips sway.Maxine is attractive, but not exactly my type.She’s likely in her late 20’s, but her features are faintly frozen, like she’s had a few too many ampules of Botox.Plus, her hair is styled in a stiff bun that looks like it’s been hair-sprayed within an inch of its life.Why do women do that?I much prefer Lily’s curls, which are lush and loose as they ripple like silk between my fingers.But the salesgirl’s hairstyles aren’t my business.She leads me into a semi-private room where I take a seat on an overstuffed couch, and then blinks invitingly.
“What would you like to see, Mr.Kenneally?”she purrs, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.“Sexy lingerie, just like last time?A DD bra and size medium panties, right?”
I think for a moment.Again, Maxine is attractive enough, with a curvy body and eager smile.She’s wearing a prim blouse tucked into a knee-length skirt, and she’s got high heels on, which is odd seeing that she likely has to be on her feet all day.
But I don’t really care what Maxine wears because I’m here to buy lingerie for my stepdaughter, and I intend to spend well into the four figures, if not five.This woman is going to be the happy recipient of a hefty commission by the time I’m done, and I swear, she can smell the money from a mile away.
“Yeah, but let’s make those panties smaller,” I growl.“They don’t need to cover much.Really, just enough fabric to shield a woman’s clit is enough, so there’s no reason to get a size medium.How about a small?”
Maxine nods eagerly.
“Actually, I can make a special suggestion.We have a special new style from our Luxe line which specializes in providingonlyclit coverage,” she murmurs.“It’s made for discerning gentlemen like yourself, who prefers for his lady to be more ...ah,revealed.Let me get a couple samples for you,” she simpers before turning away, a slight flush on her cheeks.“It’s hard to explain, and I believe seeing it in person will clarify things.”
With that, Maxine scampers off, and I lean back on the overstuffed sofa to wait.Again, I’m in a semi-private room at the back of the store and it’s fancy.There’s a three-way mirror in one corner, a pedestal positioned before it, and plenty of flattering lighting.The walls are done up in pink damask, and of course, the sofa I’m sitting on is upholstered in a rose-colored silk with purple accent cushions.It’s a pink cocoon, and fit for ladies who want to feel elegant yet at ease.
But Maxine reappears then, disturbing my observation of the interior décor.
“Here we go,” she simpers, holding up a red pair of panties.It’s not much more than a rope of crimson silk connected to another rope of silk with a tiny patch of fabric about one inch square positioned in front.“As you can see, coverage is minimal,” Maxine murmurs, her cheeks full as she smiles prettily.“This particular model is our basic one, but we also have more elaborate styles, which include rhinestones and crystals.”
With that, Maxine holds out a purple g-string which is similarly fashioned, except that instead of a tiny clit patch, there’s a gem affixed exactly where a woman’s clit would go.It’s a big gem, to be sure, but I can already imagine all sorts of problems.
“So how would the crystal stay in place?”I ask, black brows rising.“I can see how the patch would remain in place, seeing that it’s a piece of cloth that would lie flat over a woman’s anatomy.But the crystal seems a bit tricky,” I drawl.“That thing would twist and turn on the string, wouldn’t it?”
“Oh no, it stays in place,” Maxine burbles, holding the purple thong up so that the gem flashes in the light.“The strings can be slightly adjusted, so that they sit tight over a woman’s hips.Also, the fabric doesn’t have that much give, so the crystal is secure.Besides,” she adds, biting her lip.“I don’t know if I should tell you this, but the crystals are really just glass.This isn’t a diamond, or even a semi-precious stone, so it’s okay if it gets lost or falls off by accident.”
I throw my head back with a boom of laughter because Maxine’s endearing, even if her hairstyle leaves a lot to be desired.“No, it’s fine,” I drawl.“I never thought the gem was a diamond or any kind of precious stone.In fact, I’m surprised it’s even glass.I thought it’d be plastic.”
“Oh no,” Maxine purrs, shooting me a saucy gaze.“Our Luxe line isveryhigh-end,” she emphasizes with a meaningful look.“But seeing that you’re one of our most discerning customers, we actually offer a tailoring option,” she adds.“We work with a talented jeweler in St.George and if you’d like to get the crystal replaced with a real diamond, I’m sure we could find a way to make that happen.”
My black brows rise.
“Really.A giant diamond as a clit cover.It’d have to be at least ten carats for adequate coverage.”
Maxine nods, her plush lips pursed.
“Likely, yes.But again, our jeweler is very talented, with access to some of the finest gems sourced straight from the mines of India and Africa.I think he could help you find what you’re looking for.”
I nod, stroking my bronzed jaw with one hand, as if considering the option.To be honest, I actuallyamconsidering the option because seeing Lily clad in a pair of panties with only a diamond covering her clit would be sexy as hell.Plus, the purchase of a ten carat rock is nothing to me.Hell, I could do twenty or thirty carats, but it would shield too much of my sweet girl’s turgid flesh.
I’m just about to nod and to instruct Maxine to contact the tailor when the salesgirl bites her lip while shooting me a look from beneath her lashes.
“I know you have questions about this particular style of lingerie, and perhaps to help you make your decision, I could model it for you,” she murmurs, wiggling her wide hips a bit.
What the hell?I know I shouldn’t be surprised, yet I am.I pause, the silence pregnant in the air between us.
“So you’d put on the g-string to show me how it looks in real life,” I growl.
“Yes,” Maxine replies in a slightly breathless tone, her nipples hardening beneath her silky blouse.“It’s part of the VIP services here at the Secret Garden.We aim to provide the utmost in customer service, and modeling the lingerie is something that we do on occasion.Ifyou’re interested, that is, Mr.Kenneally,” she adds with a bright red flush to her cheeks.
I’m stunned by this revelation, but again, I shouldn’t be because there’s a significant amount of money on the line.When it comes to high rollers, every business pulls out all the stops.What the Secret Garden can earn from me today will likely exceed the store’s total sales for last month.Potentially even the last year, if they play their cards right.
