Nature's Game: A Hotwife Awakening by Matt Coolomon

Author:Matt Coolomon [Coolomon, Matt]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Half an hour later, Annabelle is clinging to her husband’s hand again and being led into a surprisingly bright little shop. It’s in a strip mall between a florist and hair dresser. It looks like a perfectly respectable establishment – the front window display just showing some quite classy lingerie.

Inside there are racks of sexy little garments and some more risqué displays. There’s a section of DVD’s and a wall full of sex toys and accessories. Behind the counter is a man smiling at them. He’s short and stocky with dark hair and features – a thick moustache straight out of the 1980s. A younger version of this man is also smiling over from the DVD section where he is busy with an elderly customer. There’s another customer looking over from the DVD section as well – a young black man, also quite short and stocky. His smile is huge as he acknowledges a nod from the boy Annabelle assumes is the nephew of the man behind the counter.

“Luke!” the older man greets them. “How are you? It’s been too long. And this must be your lovely wife?”

“Hi, Mario. This is Annabelle.”

Annabelle’s blush has risen to heat her neck and face again. “Hi, Mario. It’s nice to meet you.”

“Oh and you too, love. It’s very nice to meet you. We’ve been counting time away all day waiting.”

“Oh.” Annabelle’s blush intensifies as the little man takes her hands and looks her over.

He glances at Luke. “Can I show you anything? We have some great new stock. Something fine and pretty for this lovely lady, perhaps?”

Luke checks around. He takes a breath. “Maybe later. It’s good it’s quiet right now.”

“Oh yes – we’ve had a busy day. This is as quiet as it’s been.”

Luke looks to Annabelle and questions her with a glance toward the fitting rooms. She swallows her nerves and nods, grimacing a little as she bites down on her lip.

“Wonderful then – come on through,” Mario offers, obviously picking up on what Luke and Annabelle have decided. He ushers them behind his counter and through a narrow storage area, opening a door to a small room with a wash basin that has a fluffy white towel folded on it.

The room is clean. Annabelle notices the smell of lemon and that the tiled floor is sparkling. The walls are a deep grey. There’s a small panel in one of them which Mario lifts to reveal a padded hole that’s surprisingly larger than Annabelle imagined it would be.

“I’ll leave you young folks to it – give you a few minutes,” Mario says and backs out the door smiling and nodding, pulling it softly closed behind him.

Annabelle draws a deep breath and expels. She looks to her husband and he pulls her to him and takes her lips, kissing her firmly until she begins to relax and kiss him back.

“It’s too bright in here,” Annabelle whispers into his mouth, and she looks around again. There’s a dimmer on the light switch by the door.

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