A Pinch of Spice by Alcamia Payne

Author:Alcamia Payne [Payne, Alcamia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
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Publisher: Xcite Books
Published: 2013-04-07T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

The prospect of not having to make an excuse to dress up excited Eliza beyond belief. That night she hardly slept at all, and the next morning – having unlocked the door to her secret wardrobe – she spent ages staring at her chosen outfit, before placing the key on the bureau where she promptly forgot about it.

Eliza thought she’d treat Emile to a surprise for his birthday. She’d quickly ascertained he adored black outfits and had even gone so far as to show her the designs for clothing he’d thought would particularly suit her. These Eliza had passed on to Madame Vilette, who’d fashioned her a fitting birthday ensemble. ‘I’d normally dissuade a woman like you from wearing black,’ she’d explained, ‘but you, Miss Pinch, have a way of making black, look à la mode.’

When Madame showed her the finished article, Eliza was breathless. The corset was delightful, as tight as tight could be, with intricate embroidery framing the breasts and thrusting them forward. To this was attached sweeping leg o’ mutton sleeves of sheerest organza. The entire thing was finished off with a black hobble skirt, the material heavily embroidered and weighty, each wave overlaid in lace hiding a bare slit which was exactly the thing for an inquisitive finger.

‘Goodness, you’ve far exceeded my expectations.’ Emile said approvingly as he looked Eliza up and down.

‘Well, I reckoned you deserved a treat for your birthday, and here it is,’ Eliza replied coyly, smoothing down the ruffles. The stroke of the thick folds of fabric around the top of her plump, naked legs was immensely satisfying. Adopting a pose, she stood in front of him with one bare foot balanced on his knee. Today she’d fashioned an ensemble beneath her clothes by passing two thin strips of lace through her cunt, onto which she’d attached a rough button which savagely massaged her clit.

‘What shoes match, do you think?’ She wiggled her toes. ‘A soft pair of slippers or pretty button blacks?’

Emile took her by the shoulders and, turning her, he moistened his lips as he absorbed the profusion of lace, ruffles, and tempting glimpses of pink flesh. Eliza felt a surge of triumphant delight so forceful she had to clamp her thighs together, and as she did so the thick Bruges lace between her legs rubbed her fragile clit stem harder, causing a satisfying burning sensation.

‘It’s certainly the most astounding birthday gift I’ve ever had. But why are you standing like that, Eliza?’ Emile sat timidly on the edge of the bed with his legs crossed. His erection tented his fashionably tailored pants.

‘I confess,’ she said, resting her hand on the back of a chair to steady herself, ‘I have a secret too, Emile.’

‘And what would that be, my darling Eliza?’

Eliza strolled about the room in agitated fashion. ‘Your instructress has a peccadillo of her own. I admit to taking pleasure in clothes, but not in the normal way. Yes, I enjoy wearing them and the touch of so many fabrics gives me an incredible thrill.

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