Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
“I’m very proud of you, Gemma. Twirl around in the spray and let’s make sure you’re free of suds.” He stopped her to wash her juices away.
The plug shifted inside her, keeping her constantly aware of its presence. “I can’t wear this to work,” she protested.
“Sure, you can. Call me and I’ll zip to the store if you need it adjusted. We can take care of that easily in your office.”
She shook her head, unable to even conceive of that happening. He couldn’t come repeat this process in her office with customers just outside the door. Gemma shooed away the fantasy that bloomed in her brain. No. He can’t come to the shop!
Ana Marie already had the store open when Gemma arrived on Saturday. “I’m glad you slept in.”
Gemma could feel her cheeks heating and knew she was blushing. Her Daddy hadn’t allowed her to leave until she’d eaten breakfast. Buckled tightly on the booster seat, Gemma had eaten whatever he wanted. Her thoughts had focused completely on the invader filling her bottom.
“Thanks, Ana Marie. It should be crazy today. Let me know when you need help,” Gemma said, waving at the customers already browsing.
“Gemma. Come help me find a pair of pants or a skirt to match this cute blouse,” one called.
Crossing the store to reach her was almost as arousing as her path in from the car. Or that ride through the bumpy road repair. Or… She dragged her brain away from reliving the orgasm he’d coaxed from her when putting the plug in. Focus, Gemma!
Taking a deep breath, Gemma smiled broadly and focused on the customer’s needs. After her, there was another and another. She’d been at the store over an hour before she escaped to her office where she dropped down onto her chair and let out a small squeal.
Slapping a hand over her mouth as she glanced at the door she’d just closed, she hoped Ana Marie hadn’t heard her. There were several customers still in the shop, and the volume level was kind of high with everyone talking, so Gemma felt confident she hadn’t been heard.
She still stared at the closed door, holding her breath for several seconds before breathing a sigh of relief. Somehow in the last hour, she’d gotten used to the plug while standing, but sitting had reminded her.
Turning to face her computer, she squirmed on the seat, trying to get comfortable. The plug’s presence was magnified in this position. She kind of wished she’d decided to stay out front where she could stand.
Her phone buzzed, and she bit her lip as she stared at the screen.
How’s your day going, Little Bee?
She shivered as she picked up the phone to respond.
I seem to be distracted.
Hmmm. I wonder why?
She giggled and squirmed on the seat. If someone would have told her a few hours ago that she would enjoy a plug in her bottom, she would have told them they were crazy. But now a low-level arousal was keeping her on edge. It was so naughty and titillating.
Somebody sent me to work with an accessary I’m not accustomed to.
Do you need me to come swap it out for a larger size, Little Bee?
No!
Are you sure? I could come by and check on it and adjust it for you.
Don’t you dare!
Are those pretty little pink panties I put on you this morning wet, Little Bee?
She gulped. Her face heated a hundred degrees.
They are now, thank you very much.
Gemma had never engaged in any kind of phone sex before. This was kind of fun and exciting and new. She was grinning from ear to ear as she forced herself to sit still. Every time she wiggled, her arousal grew.
Are those pretty little nipples hard?
She was panting now.
Yes, Daddy.
Leave that plug in until you get home, Little Bee. And do not touch yourself.
Her panties had been wet, but now they were soaked at his demand.
Yes, Daddy. Maybe I don’t have as much bookkeeping to do here as I thought. Maybe I can leave a bit early and come back to your house.
I would love that, Little Bee. Get your work done though. I want you all to myself tomorrow. You’ve been burning the candle at both ends for a while. You deserve a full day in Little space. Daddy will take care of everything.
Heaven.
She bit her lower lip, grinning wide as she imagined what he was suggesting. She couldn’t fully know what he had in mind, but based on the items she’d seen in the nursery, it didn’t take much for her imagination to go wild.
She also couldn’t be sure what she was agreeing to when she typed heaven, but did it really matter? After all, she already knew she was willing to try everything she’d seen. Some parts were going to be embarrassing, but deep inside, she found herself craving the slight humiliation she knew she would feel from letting him take such intimate care of her.