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Fresh out of the shower, Lynda slipped the silk robe over her smooth skin and admired how it settled over her shoulders, tickled her breasts, and covered her ass just enough to create an alluring anticipation.
Her husband deserved a reward for his sacrifice. “Darren, this is lovely.” A delicate kiss on his cheek and a hand sliding slowly over his chest was definitely appropriate.
“You like it?” His tone had a tinge of nerves.
“Love it, darling.” Lynda twirled, viewing her image and how the hemline fluttered. “Feels so exquisite.”
Darren had taken on an extra client to afford the robe, handsewn panties, bra, and stockings. All imported. He inspected each item in the lingerie boutique to ensure a satisfying end result.
Did it deplete the Pleasure Fund? wondered Lynda. That was how she and Darren referred to the card that he used for purchases and kept her on the pedestal.
It wasn’t only used to buy clothing and lotions. But also toys like vibrators and two nights up the coast for Lynda and a lover. Darren always worked hard to bring the balance back down to earth.
“Did it hit the wallet hard?” Lynda whispered, running a hand down his back and to his ass.
