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Olivia slipped on a pair of slinky, nude high heel shoes before exiting the closet. She meandered over to the bathroom where Colin had lined his slight beard with the trimmer she’d bought him. He was busy buttoning up his white dress shirt.
Colin’s eyes met hers in the mirror as she appeared in the doorway and froze when he glanced down.
Olivia stepped into the bathroom looking like sex incarnate, his very own Jessica rabbit. The dress flowed over her curves like water, not leaving much to the imagination.
The dress was held up by tiny straps that looped over her shoulder and down the sides of her ribcage, holding up the dress low on her hips. A big bow graced her backside, just slightly above the seam of her ass. Olivia’s full breasts curved lusciously against the neckline that laid whisper soft against her cleavage. Her entire back was bare, her hair tumbling down in heavy waves down her right side. She had a deep side part in her hair; the tresses held in place gently by a clip in the back.
Her eyes were heavily smoked out, accenting the bright green irises and almond shape. She’d left her lips nude and for that, he was so thankful. He didn’t relish the thought of cleaning lipstick off his dick.
Colin felt his body suddenly heat with a dizzying flash of desire, and he grunted softly as he turned to stone in his pants. Heart pounding uncomfortably in his chest, he stared at her as he began threading his tie, struggling to right his sudden rush of emotions. She cleared her throat gently before she raised an eyebrow at him.
“Well, what do you think?” Olivia whispered, making another slow turn for him, clearly expecting him to say something. Her heels clicked adoringly on the marble floor of the bathroom.
“I think I’m trying to invent new ways to fuck you. You in that red dress is going to be the death of me. I knew it when I picked it out,” Colin confessed, letting her plainly see the desire in his eyes.
He cursed himself for not having her body the night before. She had just gotten waxed and there were rules about intimacy regarding that.
He’d been gentle with her in the last couple of weeks since their talk in the sauna, as he wanted her to have time to get to know him before he really unleashed himself. He planned on taking advantage of their agreement soon. Hoping that it would open her mind to her sexuality. The niggling thought in his head pierced hard, warning him that he required his pound of flesh, and soon.
Colin just didn’t want to go about it in a way that would damage her psyche. Despite the peace her presence brought him, it was also costing him to hold himself back for her sake.
He tore his gaze away as he bent an arm to attach a cuff link, glancing back up again when her soft hands replaced his. Attaching it and the next one before smoothing up his shirt and manipulating his tie a little. She tugged and gave him a mischievous smile.
“I’m so nervous,” Olivia whispered, her eyes flickering to his before lowering again. She fussed with his shirt, smoothing down his collar unnecessarily and fiddling with a button. He caught her hand tight in his before leaning down to place a kiss on her fingers.
“You’re exquisite. There’s nothing to be nervous about. I’ll be right there with you the whole time. We’ll go eat expensive food, drink expensive wine, and then dance. I look forward to twirling you around in this dress on the dance floor.”
And peeling it off later with my teeth, Colin thought.
Olivia pressed her lips together and nodded. She reached over and grabbed his beard moisturizer and took time to rub it into the hair on his jaw, taking a tiny comb to comb it in. Olivia’s eyes were bright as he reached over and snagged something off the vanity and held it out to her. A great big dirty emerald stone attached to an elegant chain.
She gasped. Her hand reached out to caress it gently with a finger.
“Ohhhh Colin. This is breathtaking! Oh my goodness,” Olivia breathed, turning when he instructed so he could place the emerald and fasten it around her neck. Colin looked beyond her and at the front of her reflection in the mirror seeing the necklace highlighted her eyes perfectly. He smiled at the pink blush high in her cheeks. “Thank you so much,” she said breathlessly. She touched the emerald again, with a look of wonder on her face.
I can’t believe he gifted me this, she thought. Feeling adored, she bravely fought the tears in her eyes. She immediately cursed herself for being so emotional.
Colin stepped away to check his phone. “Let’s go have some fun. The driver is here,” he said, giving her ass a firm pat and leading her out of the room.
***
Arriving at the gala a bit later, Colin escorted Olivia up the stairs carefully and into the grand old school building and checked her shawl and her clutch in. Leading her into the great dining room, he paused for a minute to let her take it all in.
There were florals everywhere, at every table, on the big stage at the front of the room, dripping from the ceiling. She smiled at him, seeing there were dozens of wait staff walking around with flutes of champagne and small glasses of whiskey. He’d grabbed one of each, handing her the champagne.
“Sir,” Olivia gasped, trying to keep her cool. “This is so beautiful. Thank you for bringing me,” she whispered, pleased when he leaned forward and placed his lips to her temple.
They made their rounds, and Colin introduced her to several people. Some she recognized from the media, and others she’d never heard of but knew were just as important. She was grateful to see that so far there was no one familiar in the throngs of people nestled all over the room.
Olivia was on her second flute of champagne when Colin finally led them to their table, seeing their names and holding out her chair for her to take her seat.
“Thank you,” she said, picking up her refreshing drink and sipping. Scanning the room again. A disconcerted feeling settled in her stomach as she saw a man towards the stage who looked rather like her previous Saturday client. She tensed, trying to remember if there was any time she didn’t wear a mask with him. She shook her head, trying to convince herself the man was just a look alike.
Their table filled up slowly, and Colin wasted no time introducing her to the party there. She laughed, conversed, sipped her wine, and ate daintily as she was terrified to get food on her dress. Before she knew it, they were three quarters of the way through dinner.
Colin leaned forward, placing his hand on Olivia's knee, causing her to smile prettily at him.
“Are you having a good time, beautiful?” he asked in a low tone, his mouth brushing her ear. She blushed, looking at him and giving him a smile.
