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As if that weren’t enough, another set of the rules was laminated and taped to the front door. No names were there, as both she and her mystery man had elected to be anonymous. His fantasy included spanking an administrative assistant. Hers was to be spanked. She didn’t care about the secretary part. It worked out.
She wondered how much he’d look like Kaelen, and how disappointed he would be when he found plain old Mia sitting at the desk, waiting for him. The chances of them finding someone exactly six-two who had the same build and coloring as Kaelen were slim. She’d take shorter, but he had to have those smoking-hot eyes and that heart-stopping smile.
His outline had specified she wear her dark hair in a ponytail. The instructions actually called for dark brown hair, which was good because Mia wasn’t willing to dye it or wear a wig. It allowed for very little makeup. Mascara and lip gloss, but only if she insisted. No powders, no eyeliner, no lipstick. He didn’t want to see earrings, piercings, or a necklace, but a bracelet or an anklet was okay.
That was fine. Mia occasionally wore bracelets and anklets, and she only trotted out necklaces for special events. Her ears weren’t pierced, and neither was any other part of her body.
SHE PUSHED OPEN the door and looked around curiously. There were four rooms. The main room, which could have been a living room, contained the bare bones of an office set. One desk sat in the middle of the room. Armoires were arranged against one wall. Two windows faced a small clearing in the back. Looking out, she couldn’t see how it was different from the front. A line of trees blocked her view past the clearing. Since it was late autumn, most of the leaves had already fallen to the ground. They would be brown and soggy from the rain they’d been having.
She wandered through the doorway to the left and found a kitchen. The cupboards were full of cookware, plates, glasses, and flatware, but no food. It didn’t matter. They wouldn’t be there for long. She had eaten a good breakfast, and she could grab a quick dinner on her way to the airport.
Two closed doors greeted her on the other side of the room. One had to be a bathroom. The other was probably a bedroom.
She’d waited until she got there to open the box containing the outfit she was supposed to wear. It wasn’t very different from what she normally wore. She would have worn her own clothes, but this outfit had weak seams that would allow him to rip it off. She’d fantasized about Kaelen ripping off her dresses. In this fantasy, he had agreed to be Kaelen for her. Maybe he didn’t know the name of her secret crush, but he knew he was playing a role, just as she knew she was playing a role for him.
It made her feel better to know he was using her the same way she was using him. And she didn’t feel all that weird about the fact she’d have sex with a stranger in an hour or less. It appealed to a decadent side she’d kept hidden, a part of her that wanted to throw off society’s constraints and her parents’ expectations and live on the wild side for just a little while.
Of course, given the background checks and the sex safety classes Oasis had made her attend for the past six weeks, she had complete faith in their selection process. Their advertisement said they reserved the right to reject anyone’s fantasy for any reason. They’d chosen to accept her fantasy, and they’d even worked with her to come up with something she could afford.
She wondered why there wasn’t at least a sofa in the “office.” She guessed they’d have to make do with the desk and chair for her part the day's fantasies. She honestly hadn’t thought through what would happen beyond the spanking and fucking. That might only take a half hour. She didn’t know how quickly her fantasy partner would deliver the details.
With a sigh, she headed for the bathroom with the unopened box. She had about fifteen or twenty minutes before he was supposed to arrive, plenty of time to get ready.
The bathroom was huge. It had a walk-in shower that could fit several people and a large jetted bathtub. The massage table gave her pause, being in the bathroom and all, but she could appreciate that it might go with a fantasy about being pampered.
She closed the door and examined the steel hooks screwed into the back and the bar across the top. Restraints dangled from it. Because she didn’t know the man she was meeting, she hadn’t consented to bondage. If she had, this door would definitely have been in her fantasy.
Ripping open the box, she peeked inside. The black polyester mass was a shapeless dress that would cover from her chest to the middle of her calves. The straps over the shoulders fastened like a jumpsuit.
Reaching back inside, she pulled out a knit sweater to wear over the top of the dress. Patent leather shoes, the utilitarian kind, and crew socks were the only items left inside. She dumped the box upside down just to make sure there wasn’t anything extra. She hadn’t asked for the shoes or the socks, but they were a nice touch.
