Sweet Temptation (13 page)

Finishing her breakfast and called out to Chantal, “Thank you for the meal. It was the best I’ve ever had. Can you bring in the orders so we can go through them, please?”

Chantal picked up the tray, smiling. “You’re welcome. I’ll just rinse the dishes and I’ll be back with your orders, then the fun will begin,” Chantal laughed and walked out.

Making her bed and tidying up, she sat back down on her bed and waited for Chantal. They placed the boxes on the bed, and went through them. They got out all the lingerie, leaving the toys for later. They laid out one of every item and colour, and put the rest in a box.

“Okay, where are we starting, Skylar?”

“I want to start with the corsets. Although they all came with stockings and garter belts, we’ll just have to keep one set on instead of changing into every single one they came with. Then the bra and panties sets, and lastly the lacy nighties.”

“Okay, that sounds good, I’ll get the camera and tell Craig it’s time,” Chantal answered, and went to get the camera and to find Craig.

After taking photos of all the corsets and bra and panties sets they both tried on, they moved on to the lacy nighties. “What do you think of this one?” Chantal asked Skylar and Craig.

“I like that one, but I think the slit needs to be higher up the thigh,” Skylar said while taking a photo.

“I agree with Skylar about the slit, also I think it would look better if the colour was darker, just a little. Maybe more cleavage,” Craig smiled.

“You sure there is nothing else you want to say?” Skylar laughed at him.

“Like I said every other time we do this, I don’t mind doing this, but a guy can only take so much. Although I’m gay, seeing you two walk around in pretty much nothing covering your bodies for the last four hours is killing me. I can’t help getting a hard-on from that, but at least you know I’m not going to jump either of you. You’re both gorgeous.” He adjusted himself, but never got up off the chair. “I really love the black one on Skylar. Perfect length, the slit goes right up to her hip, showing the right amount of skin, and the spaghetti straps that cross over her back right down to her ass are awesome and you can just see enough through it.”

The girls both agreed with that and Chantal went back to put on the short red lacy nightie. They all agreed that it looked way better on her than Skylar. It was the same as Skylar’s black one she was wearing, but a lot more see-through. They both stood there in the lingerie and Craig took a picture. There was a knock at the front door. Craig walked out of the bedroom wearing only his jeans and opened the door, “Hey, Dom. What’s up?”

“Hey, I came over to see how Skylar is, and of course, Chantal.”

“They’re in her room if you want to see them both, but be warned.” Craig grinned.

“Why is that?” Dom frowned, having no idea what he was talking about.

“You’ll see.” He closed the door, and made his way to Skylar’s room, Dom following behind him. Opening the door, Craig walked in and Dom stopped in his tracks at the door. His mouth dropped open at the sight in front of him.

“God have mercy,” he said.

Skylar and Chantal both turned around. Skylar spoke first, “Hi, Dom. What do you think? I need another male’s opinion,” she asked as she spun around in front of him.

Dom lost his tongue at the sight of her; Nate was a bloody fool for what he did. He could have been here right now, checking her out in this outfit—that is if you want to call it that. Smiling, he said, “It’s sexy as hell, Skylar.”

She smiled at him and walked into the bathroom, closing the door. Craig also left the room, leaving Dom and Chantal alone. She walked up to him and shoved him onto the bed. She climbed up and straddled his lap. “So what do you think?” Leaning back just enough so he could see the front, she rubbed her bare pussy over his erection through his jeans.

Dom closed his eyes at what she was doing. He reached up and placed his hands on her hips to stop her from moving on him. He opened his eyes, “What are you doing?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” Looking at him, she noticed the frown on his face. Chantal got off his lap, and stood there, trying to understand what the problem was.

Dom got up, grabbed her arms and stopped her. “Stop, Chan.”

“Why?” she said under her breath.

“I want to rip that thing off you right now and fuck you up against the wall hard and fast, baby. But I can’t.” He groaned at the sight of her standing there looking sexy as hell. He pulled her to him and pushed his hips into her stomach so she could feel how hard he was right now.

Looking up at him, she whispered, “Why, can’t you, Dom? I’m not going to stop you if you do.” She started to lift the gown over her body, but he stopped her again.

“Sweetie, I’ve dreamt of what is under that, and I really need you to stop doing what you’re doing now, okay? Just be patient with me,” he groaned. He looked her up and down and rearranged his cock into a more comfortable position in his jeans.

Chantal leaned up and kissed him on the cheek and went into the bathroom. God, how can any sane guy stand there and not get a bloody hard-on looking at her in that red nightie? He was on the verge of a heart attack. He rearranged his cock again, so it wasn’t too obvious to Craig and Skylar when he went out there. Opening the door, he noticed that there were some photos sitting on top of Skylar’s dresser. Smiling, he picked up the one of her wearing the black nightie and placed it in his pocket. He had a plan for that picture. If Nate wasn’t going to come and talk to her very soon, he was going to pull out that photo and show him.

              He walked out smiling; he knew how Nate would react to that photo. Based on how he reacted when he walked into the room and saw her in that, Nate would do the same. It was going to kill him to see her in that. Laughing out loud, he made it to the lounge and waited for Chantal to come back out.

Chapter
7

       Several days had passed since Skylar found Nate on his couch with Tracey. He tried to talk to her on a couple of occasions, at her letterbox, when she was getting in her car. He even tried to help her bring in her groceries, but Craig wasn’t far from her. He would cross his arms over his chest and shake his head at him. He had no choice but to back away from her and go back home. This was going to be harder than he thought. Every time he would ring her, she just hung up on him. This was starting to get to him; he had to think of a better way to do this. He wanted to sit down with her and explain what he did and what had happened. Maybe he should give it some more time and think this through properly, then he would convince her to listen to him. Hopefully that would work.

* * *

Skylar ignored Nate every chance she got. Why did he have to try and talk to her? He tried at every opportunity, and it was starting to piss her off. She didn’t want anything to do with him. Why would he think she did? Some guys just didn’t get it, but he was determined, she would give him credit for that. Chantal told her there was a party at Joey’s tomorrow night and both arranged to go. Skylar would leave around 6:00 p.m. from work and meet Chantal at her place. No one was going to be at her house until around 9:00 p.m. and Chantal was going to be with her until Craig got there. She told him that she would be finished at Stacy’s by 8:00 p.m., but that wasn’t happening.

It was all going to plan, tomorrow night she was finally going to have some fun. The only thing they had to do was pick out what they were wearing, and that was going to be for that night at a costume party at the local bar, so no one could suspect what was going on. She smiled at her plan. All she had to do now was go over her posters and flyers to make sure everything was the way she wanted it before she sent them off to the printers.

Once that was finished, she walked into her kitchen, grabbed a cold glass of water and went out onto the back veranda. She sat down on her recliner and quickly noticed the breeze was beautiful. It had been a scorcher today, and the sun was finally coming down so it was nowhere near as hot as it was earlier. She leaned back and closed her eyes to relax.

Sometime later, a noise woke her. Realising she had dozed off; she sat up and noticed it was coming from Nate’s shed. Although she didn’t want to talk to him, she really missed seeing him. Looking over towards his shed, he was bent over the hood of another car, sweat running down his shirtless muscular back, and he stood up and twirled a spanner in his hands. Turning around to grab another tool, she had a full front view of him. He grabbed a bottle of water and tipped it over his head, cooling himself down. She swallowed, watching the water running down from his shoulders over his fine chest, down over his exquisite six-pack, and all the way down to the band of his jeans. She could eat him up just at that sight; she just had to get over the past if she wanted that to happen. The sight of him dripping wet was killing her. If he was still after her, he wasn’t going to let up any time soon, and she knew full well that she would eventually give in to him, hoping she went through with it all the way to the end.

Smiling to herself, she stood and turned to go back inside to get dinner ready. Taking another glance his way, she lost her breath. Nate was watching her. He smiled softly at her and, doing the right thing, she smiled back at him. He wiped the water off his face and chest, and started to walk slowly in her direction, but she wasn’t ready yet. She backed up towards her door, shaking her head at him.

Nate stopped in his tracks and frowned at her. Nodding once at her, he walked back into his shed. Breathing out, Skylar walked inside, grateful that he respected her wishes that she wasn’t ready just yet. Once inside she decided to make spaghetti bolognaise for dinner, which was Chantal’s favourite, and she would be there in an hour. Grinning, she got to work on dinner. It was going to be one long night; she shouldn’t have gone outside and looked over when she heard something.

She wasn’t going to get enough sleep now after seeing Nate like that. Puffing out a breath, she figured it would have happened sooner or later.

When Chantal arrived at her place she told her about her day and her plans for tomorrow. After dinner they went into her room and packed a lot of clothing into a bag for tomorrow night so Chantal could take it with her in her car. After taking a well-deserved shower she jumped in to bed early as tomorrow night was going to be a big one.

* * *

       Waking up the next morning
Skylar was refreshed, as she finally caught up on sleep that she missed over the last week. She was excited about their plans for tonight, but she couldn’t think about that right now, she had work to do. She grabbed the boxes with the lingerie and toys, her folder with the information she needed for Stacy, and walked out to her car as she juggled the boxes she was carrying.

“Do you need some help?” Dom walked up beside her.

“Thanks, Dom.”

He grabbed the boxes from her and walked to her car. “So what was all that about the other day with the lingerie, do you two do that all the time together?” he asked, placing the boxes in her car.

“Yeah, we do it once a week, take photos of each one we try on, and then decide what our favourite is.” She smiled at him; maybe she could play a little with him. “That’s just the beginning, the fun really starts when we pull out the new sex toys, and test them out.” She had to hold back a laugh at the look on his face.

“Sex toys?” He swallowed. “You both test them, together?”

“Who else would I test them with, Dom? Chantal’s my best friend. We do everything together; the toys we tested are in one of the boxes you carried for me.”