“I’ll take that as a yes.Now, without reading, I’m guessing this requires lube, right?”Wave turned to look at the woman.She had white hair, intelligent eyes, a fit body, and smooth skin.It was impossible to guess her age, and she seemed so comfortable in her skin that Wave felt a pang of envy.She wanted to be that confident and at ease with herself someday.
“You’d be right.Males are usually quite sensitive about anal play, at least to begin with.We have toys to help with that, or you can go the old-fashioned way and use your finger.”
“Finger,” Jarred blurted, and a corner of the woman’s lips quirked.Wave wanted to smile too, but she moved to stand in front of Jarred and reached up to kiss him lightly.
“Are you all right with this, baby?”She really meant the question, and the baby part just slipped out.Jarred’s cheeks were still rosy, but he nodded.
“The idea of you fingering me is making me hard, precious.I’m not so into toys in that area, though.”
“Then we will get some nice lube to go with my finger, huh?”
“Yes, please.”
Wave kissed him harder this time, and Jarred inhaled.Yeah, he could probablysmellher again.
“Anything else?”the woman asked.
“Cock ring,” Wave said, still grinning at Jarred.She could feel him turning hard against her belly.She turned and took his hand, tugging him along.“Come help me choose, pet.”
Chapter 18 – Wave
Intheend,theybought way more than Wave had planned, and Jarred insisted on paying for all of it.Even the nipple clamps that had a changeable charm in the middle.The only thing Wave had managed to pay for was the customizable charm itself that now read ‘bad pet’.
Wave couldn’t wait for an opportunity to test them out.Or the cock ring with a clitoral stimulator in the form of bunny ears.Or pretty much anything that meant getting Jarred naked and under her.He might have a point when he claimed she needed to boss him around.
Except that when she was fantasizing about him in the shower with her brand-new waterproof vibrator, there was someone else in the room too, watching her every move.Moaning, Wave leaned against the cool tiles and let the orgasm roll over her.That was the third one for the day.What was happening to her?
When it was time for her to get ready for the Winnie’s party, Wave was eternally thankful for Chrissy’s obsession with clothes and her impeccable taste.The spells to tailor the clothes to fit Wave perfectly didn’t hurt either.It also took care of trying to figure out what was suitable to wear for such a party.Wave hadn’t lied about that part.She didn’t do well in drunken crowds, so parties were pretty low on her list of priorities.
She was ready way too early, so she finally took a moment to calm down.Picking up her sketchbook, which she had neglected the whole week, Wave curled up on her bed and began to draw.
Diana pounding on her door eventually roused Wave.She blinked, clutching the sketchbook to her chest, and yawned.When she lowered it, a pair of gleaming yellow eyes stared at her from the page.She didn’t even remember picking up the colored pencil.
“Wayla, we need to go!”
“I’m coming, I’m coming!”At least she had gotten ready before her impromptu nap.
Chrissy ran a critical eye over Wave’s ensemble but then nodded, apparently satisfied.“Good, they fit and look like you.”
“You look nice, Wayla,” Diana said with a genuine smile.Wave smoothed her hands over the flowy skirt that stopped at mid-thigh.It had a black overlayer of lace, and underneath was a smoky blue.Nothing skintight, and the blouse Chrissy had paired with it was black with flowy sleeves but a tighter bodice.
“I still claim it would look better with heels,” Chrissy grumbled.“With those legs…”
“Let it go, Chrissy,” Ginny said.“Those silvery ballerinas look way more Wayla than some high heels.”
She was wearing black on black in a very tight, very short pair of shorts and a loose shirt that hung from one shoulder.Diana, true to her style, was dressed in a green, flowy dress that swooshed as she spun to show it off to Wave.
“You both look nice too,” Wave replied.
“Hey!What about me?”Chrissy demanded.Wave playfully rolled her eyes.
“You, our drama queen, look magnificent in a way that’s bound to break hearts and cause the aforementioned drama at some point this evening.”
It was true.Chrissy looked like a supermodel with her high heels, immaculate make-up, curled up hair, and some sort of body suit that molded to her skin without being crude.She seemed mollified by Wave’s declaration and ushered them out the door.
“Remember, you promised to stay at least two hours,” she reminded Wave.
“Yes, ma’am.”Wave saluted her, but smiled at Chrissy’s glare.“I promise.The clothes really are nice, and I love the shoes.Thank you.”
