No Letting Go

Chapter 48: Victoria's (Little) Secret II

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Chapter 48: Victoria's (Little) Secret II

Mark shook his head. "It's not just any lingerie shop, Alex. This is  Victoria's Secret."

He raised his eyebrow. "So?"

"We used to take our girls there to shop. We have an open credit there." He answered flatly.

"Oh... Oh!" He pouted, finally getting the full impact of the situation.

Then the lights suddenly went out. At least that's what they initially thought. But how can the lights go out when they were outside they both rationalized. They both raised their hands to their eyes and felt soft hands covering them.

The women giggled. "Surprise!"

Mark grabbed his wife Corinne from behind and settled her on his lap. "What are you doing here?"

"I thought your date isn't until after lunch?" Alex in turn asked his wife Issa as he drew her forward, making her embrace him from behind. Issa leaned her chin on his shoulder.

Corinne suggested it to Issa that was best to shop early to avoid the crowd at the boutique. Hence their presence.

Mark took Corinne's hand to his lips and gave it a little peck. "And which boutique is that?" They both pointed to the boutique in front of them.

The two men gulped.

"Are you sure this is safe?" Alex mumbled under his breath as they made their way to the private area at the back of the shop.

Mark nodded. "Yes, so long as we keep our wives busy."

A few minutes later, two heads were sticking out of the curtains that served as doors to the private fitting rooms 6 and 7.

"Everything okay in there?" Mark inquired.

"So far so good," Alex said reporting his situation.

"Same here." He informed him.

Then they both heard their wives calling out their names.

Meanwhile, in fitting room number 8, it was RJ who called out Maine's name. He couldn't stand it anymore. What she said about his state of mind was fast becoming a reality. Who wouldn't go crazy when the object of your desire is just a few feet away from you in various state of undress? To thicken the plot, sexy lingerie were being paraded before him by the shop assistants, waiting for his approval on which pieces were going to be sent in for her to fit, sticking to their routine when he took his girls there before.

To his credit, despite the agony he was going through, RJ was still able to pick out the best from the selection that were presented. Maine was amazed at what his name and money can do, extremely delighted at the kind of service she was getting. All the pieces that were being brought in from the antechamber suited her taste perfectly, as if she was the one who chose it herself.

He clutched the velvet curtains that separated the two rooms. "Uhh, Maine, do you mind if I'll just wait for you at the coffee shop right outside the boutique? I'd like to get some air. It's getting stuffy in here."

"No at all. You go on ahead. I won't be long anyway." She agreed.

RJ was almost out of the private area when he felt that his wallet wasn't on him. He traced his way back to the fitting room to check if it fell out on the sofa.

Maine definitely liked the last piece she was wearing. The nightgown was made from ebony silk and lace fabric that playfully hid the essentials and bared everything else. She was sure that RJ will definitely like it too if he ever saw it, not that she would voluntarily show it to him. Maybe if he asked nicely she would consider it. She laughed at the outrageousness of her thoughts. Then she frowned. The silk gown was too long for her. Where are the shop assistants when you need them? She needed to ask if they offered alterations. She walked to the antechamber to see if they were there.

She gasped when she saw him. "RJ..." She thought he was suppose to be at the coffee shop by now.

When he turned around it was his turn to gasp. Who gave her the license to look so damn delectable?! He had to swallow hard to keep himself from drooling. He stepped closer to her to show her his wallet. "I forgot this."

"Oh, okay." She rocked back and forth on her heels, in an attempt to be as casual as she could, given that she was almost naked while he was still fully clothed. 'This is so unfair! He didn't even get to ask nicely!' her mind screamed.

She must have rocked slightly harder for in the next instant, she was falling forward. She would later ask herself if it was really a good thing that RJ was there to catch her.

"I got you..." RJ told her, as he lay sprawled over her on the pink and white french loveseat that turned over at the impact of their fall.

'Then why do I feel so free?' She thought to herself as her body accepted his welcome weight pinning her to couch.

RJ raised himself on his elbow to get off her. He must be crushing her with his unsupported weight. But he saw her lick her lips. That was it! That was the last straw that broke this poor camel's back. He just had to give in or he'd really go crazy.

'Is the room just really stuffy like he said or is it something else that's bringing on this heat that I'm feeling?' Maine asked herself as she unconsciously licked her lips.

Then it wasn't just her tongue anymore that was licking her lips. RJ's had joined hers in tracing its contours to seek entry. At first, she resisted but the flames that RJ's lips and tongue fanned into existence soon devoured her resistant. When he felt her resistance go down and finally disappear, RJ felt like a man who had been given a glass of water after a long drought. He was drawn to her lips like a man was drawn to a mirage in the desert. He leaned down to deepen the kiss.

Maine received his kisses like it was the water that would douse the flames that was consuming her. But every stroke and stab of his tongue only made the flames around her blaze higher. She knew she had to get away from him before the flames that he invoked incinerate her; except she could do nothing but hold him closer for letting him go meant she had to live in winter all her life. She would rather be burned alive in his embrace than to live like that again.

RJ turned his attention to her neck, which he wanted to plant a kiss mark on ever since she bared it to him when he gave her a massage. His free hand roamed her body without restraint. Pausing here and there to elicit groans and moans from her. It settled on her hip but didn't stay there for long. It slowly went down to her thigh, stroking it through the material making it more sensitive than it was a moment ago. He grasped her thigh with every intention of placing it over his hip to bring her closer to him.

But he wasn't satisfied with the result. They still weren't close enough! He repeated his action.
Then they both gasped at the contact.

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A/N:
I wonder if Victoria can really keep all her secrets? 😉😌

I think it has stopped raining here, medyo uminit na po ano? 😆😁

Ang tanongnongnongnong.... ma-ban kaya sila sa shop?? 😆😂🤣

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