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“What if I say I want a long engagement?” Creighton pulled out of the parking space and onto the road leading to the nearby town. He was silent for several minutes before he glanced across the seat to her.“I’ve already told you, I’m not a patient man,” he said quietly, his face pulled in a slight frown, his eyes looked frightened and apprehensive. “Are you having second thoughts?”“No, but I still think we’re rushing things a bit,” she said, hoping her admission would calm the sudden tension that was filling the small confines of the car. “Shouldn’t we at least know the basics about each other before we sign on the dotted line?”“Why do I feel this is going to be an argument to take us into our senior years?” Creighton teased as he pulled the car into an empty stall outside a modern fashion boutique, then shut off the engine. “Let’s go get you something to wear.”The store was very trendy and had a number of odd-looking new designer-name fashions. Sandra looked at what she assumed w
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The saleswoman returned with the boots and Sandra slipped her foot into them, zipping them up nearly to her crotch. Creighton smiled seductively at her, ignoring the saleswoman who watched the two.“Now, that’s what I call tempting,” he teased and chuckled at the blush she offered. “Can we go now?” she asked, sitting down to remove the boots. “I’m tired of playing dress up.”“Do we have everything you need?” he asked her with an underlying tone that asked more if she had everything he wanted.“I have everything and then some. I really didn’t need all this stuff, you know?”“I know, but they are things I wanted to get you. As your husband, I have a right to spoil you, so indulge me please. I like buying you nice things.” Sandra rolled her eyes, slipping her new sandals on and standing up.“We’ve already been through all of this,” she argued, hoping her reasons filtered through his stubbornness this one last time. “As your wife, I appreciate all you do, but I am not for sale. Stop spen
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“I can’t,” she said quietly, and he smiled, reaching over the span of the seat and inserted his finger into her. He pressed it hard against the front wall of her vagina as he moved it in and out, causing her to moan softly. He pulled his finger out, wet with her moisture, then placed it into her mouth as she gasped.“Suck,” he ordered, and she found herself obeying, tasting the salty moisture and blushing. “How daring are you feeling right now?” he asked her when he pulled his finger out of her mouth, watching her wiggle beneath her seat belt.“Very.”“Good,” he said, signaling again and pulling off the main highway and onto a dirt road that led between a small patch of trees. He quickly shut the car off and opened the door, going around to the passenger side. He opened her door, pushing the button on the seat belt holding her restrained, then pulled her out.“I need you now,” he insisted, taking her to the front of the car and laying her out across the warm hood. The heat stung her
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Creighton pulled the small black Mercedes to a halt at the front of a large, luxurious hotel and stepped out, so the valet could park it. Sandra was amazed that such a grand place could be found among the old buildings of Loiret, France. She felt a sudden twinge of excitement, thinking about the road that lay ahead of them. She was going to see Paris! She had always dreamed of going there, but never imagined being able to afford such a feat and now, this wonderful handsome man whom she had fallen hopelessly in love with, was taking her there. She couldn’t imagine anything more perfect.“All right?” he asked opening her car door.“Better than all right,” she said with a wide smile. He held his hand out for her to take, helping her out of the car as the teenaged bellboy arrived for their luggage. Creighton opened the trunk and tossed the keys to the valet.“I thought we could get some lunch before we visit Orléans .” Sandra’s smile grew as the excitement mounted.“Sounds wonderful.”
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Sandra walked down the narrow streets of Orléans France; her hand securely tucked inside Creighton’s. The city was alive with excitement for the Joan of Arc Festival. Merchants of all kinds were dressed in medieval costume, selling their wares on the streets and in the shops. The smells of food, pastries and sweets filtered through the air as they made their way through the streets. They paused by the statue of Joan of Arc, where they had their photo taken by a local photographer for five euros, then toured Joan of Arc’s home. Afterward, they visited several shops and stores in search for souvenirs. Creighton found a delicate hand knitted shawl for his mother, and for his father, a pair of hand sewn leather gloves. Sandra bought Nana a needlepoint blanket and Papa a new riding crop, blushing as she paid for it. For Cathy, she bought a bottle of perfume and a pair of silver and crystal earrings. Creighton, too, bought perfume for Sabrina, a hand designed beaded bag for Irena, a book
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Reluctantly stepping out of the tub, Sandra wrapped a large soft bath sheet-sized towel around her slender frame, unsure exactly how long she had lounged beneath the warm water. She loved taking baths, but she rarely did so at home. Her grandparents lived in an old farmhouse, complete with a claw foot bathtub. It was far from being large enough to relax in comfortably. She stepped back into the large master bedroom, opening the wooden armoire, where the majority of her clothes had been placed. Rummaging through the array of new items, she finally found the very erotic outfit Creighton had insisted she buy. Sandra was tired because of all they had done that day, but she was eager to be back in Creighton’s arms. Hurriedly, she slipped on the black leather panties with the heart-shaped front, making certain the string slid between her butt cheeks. She then zipped up the front of the matching bustier to just beneath her sternum, allowing her breasts to swell above the metal closure; hidd
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He held her hand out flat and opened the bottle of gel, slowly dribbling it onto the golden spheres. He smiled at her as he wrapped her fingers around them.“Massage them,” he ordered in a hushed tone. “Make them warm and slick.” Sandra did as she was told, her hand quickly warming under the gel. Creighton went to the dresser and picked up Sandra’s iPod, shuffling through the songs until he found the playlist he wanted her to dance to. A variety of today’s pop singles. He went to the bed and gathered the handcuffs together then quickly attached them to the rich wooden bed frame. He looked back at her as she continued to play with the golden balls and smiled.“Ready?” he asked her, and she nodded anxiously. “Come here and stand next to me.” Sandra walked to him as he sat on the edge of the bed, standing in front of him, blushing. Creighton glanced up at her, running his warm hands up her boots to her hips and then to her exposed butocks, massaging them gently.“You are absolutely ama
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Moving and swirling to the music, Sandra’s pulse increased as did her breathing, her hands sliding up and over the leather that encased her slender frame, then back down across her torso and bottom. She was growing more urgent for release with each movement until she was dizzy with passion.“Need some help?” he asked a few moments later, stepping up behind her and wrapping his arm around her waist, holding her tight against him. His erection pressed into her behind as his other hand reached around and cupped her curls. He massaged the leather between her legs, feeling the heat radiate from beneath it, making her moan and wiggle against his touch. She was wet, very wet and it took all of thirty seconds before he had her quaking in his arms, crying out her release.Creighton held her tight, supporting her with his weight as he quickly pulled the beads from her bottom, making her cry out his name, her fingers digging into his forearm and wrists. He unzipped the leather bustier just enou
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