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I go into the closet, and he follows. I spin toward the door and point. "Get out."
"What do ya mean get out?"
"I said, get out. I'm going to get dressed. Ya don't need to be in here," I claim.
He crosses his arms over his chest. "Ya don't want me to help ya pick something out?"
I smirk. "Nope. Sorry, babes. I may be innocent, but I have this down."
He looks surprised. "Do ya now?"
"Yea, I do. So out." I point to the door again.
He begrudgingly leaves.
I shut the closet door and then look through all my lingerie drawers, but I already know what I'm going to wear. I felt slightly uncomfortable when Tynan made me try it on, but I saw the look in his eyes. From the few movies I've seen that have sex club scenes, I think it'll be perfect.
I take out the leather garment. All it consists of is straps. It wraps around my breasts, crosses my stomach, and continues down my thighs.
I slowly put it on, then tie the ends together at the bottom at my ankles. Then I look at my stilettos.
I chose a pair of black ones with a diamond-encrusted heel. I step into them and stand in front of the full-length mirror, staring at myself. I take a deep inhale, wondering if I'm really going to do this.
My breasts are exposed, along with my pussy and my ass. I remind myself I'm going into a sex club, and everyone will be close to, if not totally, naked.
I gather my courage and talk myself into going through with the evening. But I'm not ready for Tynan to see me in my outfit.
I grab a long trench coat. I slip into it and tie it tight so he can't see what I'm wearing. Something tells me he may not like what I've chosen.
At least, he won't like other people seeing me in this. Still, I'm his wife and about to show up at the sex club where he's fucked other women. They'll probably be there, along with others who have always wanted him. So, I'm putting my best foot forward.
I step in front of the vanity and refresh my lipstick, putting on a bright red. I touch up my mascara and then give myself one more glance, happy with how I look.
My anxiety builds, but I tell myself I can do this. I step toward the door and pull it open.
Tynan rises off the bed. His eyes drag down my body and freeze near my calves.
He's seen the straps, no doubt about it. He slowly meets my gaze and states, "You're not wearing that to the club."
"I dare ya to let me wear it," I say, batting my eyes.
He groans. "Maeve, this isn't funny."
"I didn't say it was funny."
"You're half naked in that."
I scoff. "We're going to a sex club. Everyone's going to be half naked."
"How do ya know that?" he exclaims with a hint of anger in his voice.
I put my hand on my hip. "I already told ya this. I've seen movies."
"Movies aren't the real thing," he declares.
"Really? Well, why don't ya let me assess what happens in the sex club and then I can tell ya how it compares to the movies!" I hurl.
He shakes his head. "Life isn't a movie, Maeve."
