Just Sex (12 page)

“Wait,” Kat said. “He can’t go back there with me.”

“Yes, he can. We have couples come in all the time.”

“But…” Kat stammered. Sandi chuckled and showed them the way.

Kat spun on him when they were alone in the dressing room. “What is wrong with you? When did you turn into a caveman?”

He pinned her against the wall. “I want to see you in a dress.”

“Who do you think you are? I don’t like wearing dresses. I feel uncomfortable in them.”

“What is the big deal?” He leaned into her more. “I think you would look great in a dress.”

She sagged against him. “I can’t believe that I’m with you.” She took a deep breath.

She’d just cut his heart in two. He lifted her chin. “Kat, look at me.”

Her eyes focused on his. He saw pain and unease in them.
Shit. I pushed her too hard.
He held Kat. “I think you are sexy right now.” J.J. rubbed his groin against Kat to show what she did to him. “I want to show you how beautiful you are. If you want to leave, then we can go.”

“Wearing a dress is not going to kill me, but if I look fat or frumpy, you need to tell me. I will not get mad.”

“Yeah right,” he huffed.

Sandi knocked on the dressing room door. “I have something for you, Kat.”

“Okay,” she opened the door.

He started to leave the dressing room. Kat stopped him. “You can stay.”

Heat filled him. “I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.”

Sandi handed Kat a dress. “Please stay,” Kat said.

Sandi wiggled her eyebrows. He chuckled and closed the door.

J.J. held up the clothes. “Look what we have here.” He wiggled his eyebrows like Sandi.

She started to sort through the dresses. “I don’t have the right underwear on.”

“I’ll get you some.” He rushed into the main store and handed Sandi a credit card. “Anything Kat wants, I want to buy it.”

She took the credit card. “Okay. Can I get you anything?”

He lifted up a bra and thong set. “I’ll take this.”

“All right, but can I make a suggestion?.”

“Sure.”

She cleared her throat. “Kat and her friend were in here earlier and they spent a lot of time and money. I know Kat doesn’t like thongs, and frankly, I don’t blame her.” Sandi walked to a rack. “When you are not a size two, they are not as comfortable as they could be. We have some underwear that are even sexier than a thong and they cover the bottom.” She flipped through hangers. “I think Kat would like these more.” Sandi handed J.J. the bra he picked out with matching lacy bottom panties.

He smiled. “I think
I
like them more.”

“These are in Kat’s size.”

“Thank you.” J.J. rushed back to the dressing room.

Chapter Twelve

J.J. knocked on Kat’s fitting room door. “I have something for you.” He eyed the bra and panty set. The deep green would look hot on her.

“You need to stay out there for a minute.”

He twisted the knob. “Why?”

“Because I don’t want you to see me in the underwear I have on.”

J.J. pulled on the door. “I was about to see you in your closet.” He poked his head in and all his blood rushed south. He wiggled his eyebrows at Kat. “You look gorgeous.”

He had seen his share of women in their skivvies, but none turned him on more than Kat in a white sports bra and cotton granny panties.

She blushed from head to toe and slapped at him. “Get out! Get out!”

“Okay. Okay.” He put his hands up in defense and backed out of the fitting room. “I like you in your ugly undies.”

“Stop it.” She pushed J.J. out of the fitting room and shut the door in his face.

He heard her slip on the lacy underpants and the sexy bra.

“Oh,” she gasped. “I love these.”

His dick jerked at the sound of her voice. “Let me see.” She opened the door and smiled.

His heart jumped into his throat. “Holy shit!” Every man’s fantasy stood in front of him in emerald silk and lace. He shoved his way into the fitting room. “You look like a priceless gem.”

Kat wiggled her hips. “You like it?”

Saliva pooled in his mouth. “Oh yes.” He ran his hand down her arm to her hip, where he let his palm soak in her warmth. “You’re so fucking sexy.”

“I’m glad you think so.” She leaned into him and kissed his cheek. Kat ran her hand down the front of his shirt and rested it at the band of his low-slung jeans. His cock tried to free itself.

A smile tugged at her mouth. “Well, well. What do we have here?” She dipped her hand into the gap of his jeans and rubbed her silky smooth fingers over the sensitive tip of his cock.

Air whistled through his teeth. A pearl of pre-cum smeared on her finger. Kat brought her hand to her mouth and licked her finger. J.J. wanted to explode. She made the most erotic picture. Kat leaned in and took his mouth with hers. The taste of him on her had his blood boiling.

He could kiss her like this for a million years and not get bored. Every time they kissed, it turned him on in a different way. A knock sounded at the door. J.J. tightened his grip on her waist.

“Is everything okay in there?” Sandi asked.

Kat pulled away. “Yes, everything’s fine.” She smiled up at him. “Can you please bring me the blush-colored dress Patty looked at earlier?”

“I’ll be right back.”

Her eyes twinkled and she lowered to her knees. “Let’s see if we can get you to come before she returns.”

“Shit.” His body thrummed with desire. The need for her emptied his mind.

She unzipped his pants, let them fall to the floor, rubbed the bulge in his underwear and tugged down the white cotton. The sound of his hard cock hitting her face made his balls burn. To have this woman on her knees in front of him humbled J.J. “Fuck, Kat.” He was pretty fucking sure she had never blown a guy in a dressing room before, or in a janitor’s closet, for that matter.

She licked from the tip of his cock to his balls. He groaned.

“Shh,” she whispered. “We don’t want anyone to hear.”

He wrapped his hands in her hair. “Kat, you don’t have to do this.”

Kat took him deep into her mouth. His cock throbbed and hit the back of her throat. She found a rhythm and worked him.

Need tugged at his core. J.J. stiffened and tried not to pull her hair out by the roots.

She sucked faster and deeper. He started to shake. J.J. couldn’t hold back anymore. He bit down hard on his bottom lip to stop the bellow that wanted to tear from his soul. He exploded in her mouth. Her throat worked to swallow his essence.

A knock sounded at the door. “I have what you asked for,” the saleswoman said.

Her lips slid off his cock and she smiled. “Thank you, Sandi.” Kat licked her lips. “Just hang it outside the door.” She stood and kissed his cheek.

How could she sound so calm and collect herself so fast? J.J. bent down to pull up his underwear and pants. “That was…” He leaned against the wall.

She sent him a seductive smile and opened the door to retrieve the dress. “Yes, it was. I have a dress to try on, so you need to leave.”

J.J. needed to twist Kat’s insides and blow her mind, like she did to his. He made his way into the toy room. J.J. looked intently at the items in the glass case.

Sandi walked up to him. “Can I get you anything?”

“I’ll take one of these.”

She took a key out of her pocket and unlocked the case. “This is one of our best sellers.”

“I can see why.” J.J. gazed around the room at the array of adult toys. “You have something for everyone in here.”

“I try.” Sandi cleared her throat. “I hope I’m not overstepping my bounds.”

He braced himself for what she had to say. He sent her his best don’t-fuck-with-me look.

“I have known Kat for a long time. She was one of my first customers.” Sandi’s smile became a grimace. “Gary was also a customer.”

J.J. didn’t want to be compared with that fuck-up. He shoved his hands in his pockets. “Listen.”

She raised her hand. “Let me finish.”

He nodded. “Okay.”

“That man was the stuff they scrape off a triple-X-rated movie theater floor.”

He couldn’t help his laugh. “That’s one way to put it.”

Her lips twitched. “Kat seems happy now. Try to keep it that way.” Sandi glanced at her merchandise in her hand. “Can I get you anything else?”

He wondered if Kat knew how many people cared about her. “No. Could you please wrap that and hide it from Kat? It’s a surprise.”

“Sure.” She hurried out of the room.

J.J. walked back to Kat’s fitting room. “Do we have a winner?”

“I think so.” She opened the dressing room door. Kat held up a dress.

He tried to imagine how Kat would fill out the pink silk. “Great, let’s get out of here. I have a date with a beautiful woman.”

* * * * *

Kat watched J.J. load the black shopping bags in his truck. He had refused to let her pay for any of it. Between the dress she would probably only wear once, the underwear set and all the little incidentals, J.J. had to have spent over a thousand dollars. Kat turned on him when he got behind the wheel. “Why didn’t you let me buy all that stuff?”

“Because.” He started the engine and put the vehicle in reverse.

“Because why?”

He handed her a little black bag. “I wanted to.”

Kat couldn’t help the delight from filling her. In the short time she and J.J. had been dating, Kat had gotten more gifts from him than she had received in all her years of marriage. “What’s this?”

“Open it,” J.J. said as he pulled out into traffic.

She opened the bag and looked in.

“Take it out.”

Kat slid the velvet box out of the bag. Her heart jittered and she chuckled. “What is this?”

J.J. took the turn into her neighborhood. “A Shataki egg.”

She took the pink object out of the box and held it up. “What do I do with it?”

“You put it inside your pussy.” He eyed her and smiled. “And see that remote?”

Kat picked the small remote out of the box. “Yes.”

His grin broadened. “I get that.”

Her eyes widened. “What? Why?”

“You’ll see.”

“Typical,” Kat said. “A man and his remote.”

He parked in her driveway. His gaze roamed her yard. He winked and retrieved his phone out of his pocket. “Your lawn needs to be cut.”

“I guess I’ll have to get on the lawn guy.” She smiled.

“Anytime.” He bent in, kissed her and pressed the speed dial on his phone.

She stepped out of the truck and gathered the bags.

He hung up and exited the vehicle. “I’ll get those.”

“I got them.”

J.J. removed the garment bag from the hook behind the driver’s seat and met her at the front steps. “I can’t wait ’til tonight.” His lips brushed her cheek.

Kat fished through her purse for her keys. “Let me pay for dinner.”

If looks could kill, Kat would have been dead on her doorstep. “Don’t look at me that way. You have spent more money today than most people make in a week.” She unlocked the door and stepped inside the air-conditioned foyer.

“I had the money to spend.” He reached for her hand. “I may not have as much money as you, but I do just fine for myself.”

The warmth from his palm seeped into her. “I never said you—”

He yanked her to him. “If I ask you out to dinner, or to wear a dress you don’t want, or anything else for that matter, I’ll pay for it.”

Kat knew when to give in, men and their pride were tricky issues she didn’t want to delve into right now. “As long as when I ask you out and make you wear something you don’t want, then I’ll pay.”

He flashed her his sexiest smile that made her weak in the knees. “I’ll just have to make sure I ask you first,” he said.

She rolled her eyes. “For someone so young, you have some old-fashioned ideas.”

J.J. pulled her in tighter to his chest. “My mother taught me how to treat a woman.” He squeezed her butt. “We have a reservation in an hour.”

Kat took his mouth with hers. Maybe if she distracted J.J., they would miss their reservation and she wouldn’t have to wear a dress.

He broke the kiss and leaned his forehead to hers. “Nice try.” J.J. released her. “I’ll meet you back here in forty-five minutes.” J.J. picked up his overnight bag that he had dropped by the door earlier and made his way down the hall to
their
room

Forty minutes later, Kat inserted the Shataki egg inside her vagina. “I can’t believe that I’m doing this.” She shimmied into the matching sexy bra and underwear she had bought earlier that day. The soft pink color of the lace and the see-through material showed her assets to perfection.

She clasped on a pair of pear-shaped diamond earrings and a matching necklace. Kat arranged her hair in a French knot. A few tendrils framed her face.

Kat stepped into the sexy dress and slipped on a pair of her black F.M.P.s. The five-inch heels made her legs look shapely. She took one last glance at herself in the mirror and headed down the stairs.

J.J. stood in the foyer in his best suit and tie. He had bought the suit for his friend’s wedding. The bride told him the dark gray color of the suit and the white shirt set off the gray in his eyes. She also said he looked like a fallen angel. He adjusted the pink and purple tie and waited for Kat.

His eyes almost flew out of their sockets and his gut flip-flopped. She was the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen in pink. The dress looked like it was made for her. He stepped forward to meet her at the foot of the stairs and slid his hand in his pocket. “Wow, Kat, you look beautiful.”

He pressed the button on the remote. Kat jumped and stumbled.

“I just wanted to make sure you had it in.”

“You’re evil.” She grabbed the sleeve of his jacket. “How am I going to get through dinner?”

“You’ll have to manage.” He smiled, took her hand and brought it to his lips to kiss. “Shall we?” J.J. led Kat to the door.

“Yes.”

He had a great time with the remote on the way to the restaurant.

Kat shifted in her seat. “You need to stop, please.” Her face flamed the prettiest shade of red. “I can’t think straight.”

When he pulled his truck up to the valet, a man jogged to the passenger side door and opened it for Kat. J.J. pushed the remote and she gasped and stumbled.

“Are you all right, ma’am?” the valet asked.

“Yes, I’m fine.” She shot him a look.

He smiled back at her and handed the valet a tip. If Kat knew how hard he was, she wouldn’t have sent him such a dirty stare.

J.J. watched her take a steadying breath and pressed the remote one last time before they went in. Throughout dinner, Kat and J.J. talked about work, family, town events and even politics, with a little buzzing action for good measure.

They finished dinner, left the restaurant and retrieved J.J.’s truck from the valet.
Now for the fun part.
“Come sit next to me.”

She slid across the seat and settled next to him. “I feel like a teenager.”

“Maybe we can act like some teenagers.” He took the remote out of his pocket.

“How? What do you have in mind?”

He shot her a wink. “Do you trust me?” J.J. wanted her complete trust. Without it, you couldn’t have a lasting relationship.

“Yes.”

The one word shot right to J.J.’s groin. He laid his hand on her knee and started to bunch up her dress.

She slapped at his hand. “What are you doing?”