Alphabet Minis 3 by Kelly Addams

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Alphabet Minis 3

(Kelly Addams)


"Where are we going now?" Irene glanced to the side, Clive was illuminated a soft green by the instrument lights. They had turned onto a side road, the city lay ahead but he was detouring.
"We're almost there," he replied and stared ahead his gaze fixed, "Brian said I should follow this road to the end, that's where the club is, it's like a country club, very quiet, very private."
"Oh!" Irene settled back into her seat, he hadn't really lied, he hadn't specified the city centre or any suburb. "A private country club! Surely those places are expensive."
"Not that bad actually," Clive responded quickly, "And ladies get in free!"
Irene saw lights ahead and remained silent, suddenly her nerves were beginning to grow again, her perceived nudity had caused her nipples to throb and down in her panties she had a disturbing sensation of expectation.
I really am excited to be seen wearing this dress! It was the same feeling she had felt all those years before in the changing room as she looked in the mirror, except this time I'm not wearing a bra. It was that very second that reality finally sunk in and she stifled a soft groan. People are going to see my tits, no matter what I do it will be unavoidable, it's going to be impossible to hide them. Irene closed her eyes and held her breath for a moment, she wanted to touch herself, she wanted to tell Clive to turn around and get her home quickly so she could ride him hard and wild and long... but then the engine stopped, and she opened her eyes to gaze at a mansion, lights glowed at every window obscured by deep red curtains that melted from scarlet to blood red in the artificial light. It looked Gothic, it looked ominous in a cheesy horror movie way, like it was potentially filled with vampires, it also looked erotic in a dungeon and bondage way, and suddenly all thoughts of a return home died, Irene wanted to enter, she wanted to flaunt herself... she wanted to be seen!
And I will be seen she told herself as she closed the car door, her coat sat inside on the seat as a chill breeze instantly pushed icy fingers inside the thin dress and groped her breasts raising her nipples even more, oh yes, I'm going to get seen, and Clive will just have to accept the consequences.
She felt his hand grasp hers, she felt him tremble. He was building up to something and she sensed he was on the verge of confession.
His fingers tightened their grip stalling as she took a step forward toward the glowing entrance.
"Remember a few years back, he began as she paused, "We were chatting... it was late at night... and we were discussing our fantasies, our naughty fantasises?"
"I remember!" Irene whispered as her mind raced, she had suspected though never really dared to believe, how could he possibly have remembered? She had to leave hints and notes lying around to jog his memory into processing their anniversary, birthdays, promises to repair leaking taps and squeaking hinges... so how the hell would he remember that!
"Your fantasy is through those doors! I had planned to take you in unsuspecting, but I guess I bottled out at the last minute... I guess what I'm saying is... if you changed your mind, or you never really meant it, we can turn around now and get back home, then neither of us has to mention it again."
Irene smiled, he wasn't a bad man, and he was really very considerate. "I've never told you anything that I don't mean Clive," she replied softly, "I've never told you what I think you want to hear, and I really am grateful and touched that you remembered this... so I'm going to say the same thing to you... if you're in any way unsure or uncomfortable we can turn around now... exactly the same deal, we never mention it again... and anyway, there's no guarantee anything will happen even if we do go in there!"
Clive shook his head and gave a small smile, "That's where you're wrong lover, because it's all arranged, it is absolutely guaranteed to happen if we walk in there!"
Irene swallowed hard once, before she squeezed her husband's hand and led him toward the light, and the fulfilment of her deepest darkest fantasy!