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As she stares at me, hope and pleading in her eyes, I unapologetically take her in. Her legs are miles long in the outfit she is wearing. The blue-gray color compliments her eyes and I make a mental note to buy her some new lingerie in this color.
“Thankfully, we don’t have to go far. I expected you to be conservative in what you chose tonight, but condoms, Kollyns? You’re going to have to do better than that.”
Stepping deeper into the room, I hold out my hand to pull her up from the couch. “The longer you sit here, the longer it takes before we head home.”
Kollyns tips her head up to me and squints her eyes. I know what I said, and I’m glad to know that she caught it also.
“Fine. Let’s go shopping for some naughty bits.” I watch her walk barefoot across the floor not even glancing as to where her shoes are on the other side of the room. Thank goodness they aren’t the grandma shoes she normally wears.
With my hand on her lower back, I lead her to the opposite side of the store. I don’t miss the way her pace slows and her back goes rigid before quickly relaxing. We move to where the vibrators and dildos are displayed. Henley has them arranged like works of art. I suppose a few are. I’m not sure how Kollyns will react to us standing before the display but I can guarantee she’ll blush.
“Oh, I don’t need any of these. Claude, Mr. J, and the G.O.A.T. are already at your apartment. They’ve been keeping me company the last couple of nights so I don’t need anything else to add to my collection currently.”
A muscle flicks in my jaw at the flippant way she admits that she has toys at my place and has been using them. Score one for Kollyns.
Her legs are spread wide on the bed, with her eyes closed and her whole body flushed. My cock raises to attention and I run my hand down my abs grasping it.
I shake my head, breaking the spell.
Shit. The last thing I need is to have an erection here. I force myself to think about the time I walked in on my grandparents because I heard my grandmother screaming and I thought she needed help. No seven-year-old should have to see that much flesh bouncing around.
“Well then, what else in the store are you curious about?” I stand next to her and allow her to make the next move. In order for her to know what she likes she has to be able to express her opinions and ask questions. Her eyes flit around the space, landing on the butt plugs on the other side of the room.
“What about over there?” Her voice breaks as she asks the question.
“Show me,” I answer calmly.
She slowly moves toward the glass shelves full of anal trainers. I watch as she picks up a package, reads the information, and places it back on the shelf. She repeats the process a couple of times before she turns to look at me.
“I think I’d like to try this one at some point.” She shoves the box at me. I calmly take it from her before reading the description. The box says something about a booty boot camp and it has three sizes of silicone plugs from newbie to expert. She’s going to need to get to the biggest size possible if she is going to let me enter the back door. “That’s a good choice. How about we look for some lube next? It will help you to be more comfortable when we get to this part of the lesson.”
Fuck. I have gone too far.
In the past I’ve been able to talk to women about what they like or don’t like and not get hard as a rock. But there is something about Kollyns that makes me want to be the one pounding into her pussy. I don't even want to consider the idea of someone else laying a hand on her.
“Good morning,” I say to Kollyns as I open the door to her bedroom. The first thing I notice is one of her legs is out from under the cover and leads to a perfectly round ass, barely covered by a pair of cream panties. She doesn’t move at the sound of my voice, but I bet she will if I get closer with this miracle cup of Joe. I walk to the bed, sit down on the side, and place the cup of coffee on the edge. Then it takes all I have to not rub my hands up and down that leg.
A slight moan escapes her mouth and then she opens her eyes and screams.
“AHHH.”
Shit. I didn’t mean to scare her. “I’m sorry to scare you. I thought you’d like a cup of coffee to start your day since it’s going to be rather busy.”
She slams her hand over her mouth then rolls from her stomach onto her side. “Don’t you know it’s rude to wake someone and get all in their space before they have time to brush their teeth?” She rolls her eyes, and I hold out my hand to help her up.
“Well then, why doesn’t my blond beauty get out of bed and take care of the necessary business? We have a long but fun day today and need to get moving. We’re going on a picnic.”
She mumbles to herself as she makes her way to the bathroom. The door closes and I hear the lock engage, which I take as a sign to leave.
Leah has left all the items for me to pack a lunch for us today, so I grab the picnic basket I asked her to pick up out of the laundry room closet and set about putting everything inside, careful not to break the wine glasses. It doesn’t take long and the basket is packed and ready for a day at the beach.
I ignore all the suits hanging in my closet and reach for a white polo and my navy shorts. It isn’t often that my legs are in the sun unless I’m on the golf course but it’s about teaching Kollyns how to relax, while reminding myself I should do more of it.
One quick slide of my feet into my old deck shoes and I’m ready. On the other side of the wall, I can hear Kollyns talking and things fumbling around. What the hell is she doing in there? Walking up to the door I hear her talking to someone. I pause at the door and listen.
“What the hell am I supposed to wear for a picnic? Even with all these clothes, I don’t know what to wear.” She pauses for a minute, then I hear her huff out a loud breath of air. “Let’s just call Auntie Hen to see what she thinks.”
Throwing back my head I allow a loud peal of laughter to escape my throat. She’s talking to her cat.
