Hide ‘n Seek

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In the silent house, a redhead peeks out from behind the bedroom door. Clad in nothing but a wicked grin and a fuzzy pair of slippers. She tiptoes through the hall with her eyes locked on the opposite. The morning sun bathes the hallway in strips of light that dance over her body.

With a deft hand she grasps the handle, wincing at the cold metal. She pushes down, careful to ensure that not a sound is made. A deep breath and she throws open the door with a shout.

“Boo!”

Her shout reverberates through the room as she stands with her hands thrown to the sky. Yet the wild grin is short-lived as there is no one there to scare. With a disappointed huff, she turns away. A brief stop to put on her robe and the blonde is off on a search for her husband.

While making her way through the house she calls out his name. “Jack?” Yet there is no answer to her calls. She looks for him all over the house, not in the basement working out or in the garage to work on his bike. Stepping out onto the back porch she shields her eyes against the sun. “Jack? Are you out here?”

While making her way back inside she grumbles under her breath. “He’d better not be canceling on our vacation day. Again.” Once inside she makes a beeline for the most important object in the house that doesn’t vibrate, the coffeemaker. Yet on her way there she discovers a black box with a note on the kitchen island. With a slight frown marring her pretty face she reaches for both and the frown lightens as she reads the note.

‘Hey, babe.

Real sorry but I had to take care of something, I’ll see you at the mall. I got a little something for you to make the day fun and interesting …

Wear a sundress along with your little gift and we’ll meet at 10.

Love ya.’

Dropping the note to the marble she unpacks the box with a smile. With the lid torn off, her mouth drops open in surprise while her cheeks take on a red tinge. Chloey recognizes the contents immediately, a sex toy they had found months before while browsing.

Controlled through a cell phone connection they had had some fun imagining the use it could have, but the toy was forgotten after that. With rosy cheeks she pulls it out of the torn box, her eyes widening at the heft. A bulbous egg shape, with a few ridges on the side, that tapers off into an elongated antenna. The vibrant pink silicone feels smooth in her hand as she tests the weight.

Her morning routine passes in a blur as she tries to shove her anticipation to the back of her mind. When it’s time to don her new accessory she finds herself excited enough that only a little preparation and a dollop of lube is necessary. The toy slips in easily and she gives a low rueful moan, lamenting the fact that she couldn’t turn it on herself. The little silicone antenna pokes out from between her lips but doesn’t hinder. Her thighs rub together but a quick glance at the clock shows that she has to hurry.

The ride was spent with a sense of nervous excitement that only grew the closer she came to the mall, but upon seeing the enormous building a bit of fear crept in with the excitement. Anxiety for what was to come, there was a time when she wouldn’t have dared such things. From her parking spot, she peers at the massive building a few dozen yards away. Her cheeks turn a deep red and her nervous smile falls as with a deep groan she bumps her forehead against the steering wheel.

“I can’t do this. Where is he?”

Shifting in her seat causes the toy to move inside her, reminding her of its presence while she tries to muster the courage to step out of her car. She lifts her head to peek over the wheel at the people on their way to the revolving doors. The sun shines brightly and the tables at the café are filled with people enjoying their breakfast. Yet she sits in her car, riddled by anxiety that she’ll be found out by the noise of it. Her thoughts taken over by the butterflies that flutter in a storm inside her belly. Distracted she nibbles her lip while agonizing over that step out of the safety of her car.

A sudden clattering racket startles her. With a frightened shriek she tosses her head about to find the source of the noise until she finally notices the screen of her phone lighting up while it vibrates harshly to indicate a message. With her heart still beating wildly she checks the text.

Jack: Hey, I’m waiting for you inside. Xoxo

She stares at the screen in consternation before heaving a deep breath to calm herself, knowing that his surprises always end in a pleasurable way. After gathering a bit of courage she opens the door. The car beeps behind her at a press of a button while she hurries across the pavement. At first a bit shakily, unused to the weight inside her.

Her footing evens out quickly enough and she manoeuvers between the people to make it inside as quickly as possible. A pop tune greets her as she makes her way through the revolving door and walks up to the edge of the fountain, all the while looking about for a glimpse of Jack.

She muğla escort fidgets in place while searching for him, paranoid that someone will know her secret just from looking at her. When she starts to rummage around in her purse for her phone she lets out a sharp gasp. A sudden pulse within her core rocks her. The startling vibrations from the toy make her knees knock together. Her hand covers her mouth to stop herself from giving any sign that something is happening.

One hand holds a tight grasp on the nearby column, a white-knuckled grip as her body shivers from the massage the toy gives her. The vibrations stop as suddenly as they began, her grip loosens but the heady rush lingers. A ringtone erupts from the confines of her purse, a quick glance at the caller-id and she accepts the call, ready to give Jack a piece of her mind. Another round of vibrations cut off her words at the first syllable.

“Hey babe, enjoying my present?”

“Where are you?” A tremulous whisper while she scans the surroundings again, looking around and even up to the balconies but still she finds no trace of him. Background noise bleeds through the connection, heavy footsteps and many conversations.

She hears that damnable chuckle in his voice, the one that he always has when he knows something that she doesn’t. “Oh don’t be like that, I really was waiting for you. But then I had a fun idea, how about we play hide and seek?

“What?” The vibrations within her core go up and down in a smooth rhythm.

“The closer you get, the harder that little toy goes. Find me in time and you’ll get a prize.” His voice drops even lower, a sexy thrum flows through the phone with the last word, conveying a lewd promise.

With one hand held against her forehead and the other holding a tight grasp on her dress she leans against the column. Hissing a few strangled words as her thighs clench together. “And what do you get?”

She becomes lightheaded when he speaks again in that same low tone that reverberates in her ear, unminding as he is of the people that he must be passing by. “I get that sweet little ass of yours. I bet that I can feel the vibrations from that toy in your kitty while I fuck you.” There is a distinct edge to his voice that lets her know quite clearly which option he prefers. “So, do you want to play?”

A moment passes as she nibbles her lip with indecision before giving a hesitant nod.

Silence greets her. He tuts twice, a disappointed tinge to his words. “Come on baby, use your words.”

With ears and cheeks flaming to a bright red she speaks clearly, knowing that he won’t be satisfied by anything else. “Yes. I- I want to play.”

“Good. Come and find me then, I’m at our second favorite shop right now.”

The call ends with a click and she draws in a sharp breath as the toy reaches its crescendo before tapering off. A far lower speed than before, but still enough to keep her thoughts limited to the toy hidden within her wet folds. Shaking herself, she sets off towards the escalators at a brisk pace. With each step, she can feel a hint of the antenna brushing against the hood of her clit.

Determined she pushes on, knowing where to go from his hint. The store where he probably got the toy that is inside her now, is their favorite. But the lingerie store is their second favorite.

The vibrations seem steady until she sets foot on the escalator. Immediately the toy pulses in a specific pattern. One hand takes a firm grip of the side rail while she bites down on a finger of the other. Praying that no one can hear the steady buzz. Her legs shake as she holds onto the rail and ducks down her head to avoid having the people around her notice her beet-red cheeks. The toys trembling quickens her breath. The vibrations travel through the tail of the antenna to brush against her cIit. And she is so lost in sensation, she barely notices the escalator coming to the top and she stumbles across the threshold.

Her momentum carries her forward and she breathes a sigh of relief as the vibrations stop. A melodic tune signifies another notification from her phone. With shaky fingers she pulls her phone out of her purse to read the next text, her eyes roving over the few lines.

Jack: Oh, forgot to mention, but if you go too quickly the toy goes in a set pattern. Technology really is amazing these days. You had better hurry or you lose, but not too fast ofc.

A few deep breaths calm her down before Chloey begins to walk again, keeping a more sedate pace than before to ensure the toy won’t suddenly change to that dizzying pattern. She feels the growing wetness in her panties as the intensity of the vibrations increases the closer she gets to the store. Ignoring the buzzing toy to the best of her abilities, she finally sees the brightly lit sign of ‘Sugar and spice’. Determination and an urgent sense of anticipation fill her as she rushes the last few feet to find him. It seems as if the buzzing inside her grows with each step she takes.

But rhodope-mugla.org when she searches for Jack, the vibrations seem to lessen. Furrowing her brow she looks among the racks of lingerie. An increasingly desperate attempt as it goes slower and slower until a notification interrupts her. She quickly opens the text and reads it with a groan.

Jack: Hey honey, seems like you just missed me. But don’t worry, I left a gift for you at the counter, I already paid so you can go ahead and change into it before continuing the game. Leaving it in the bag means you forfeit, send me a pic! XoXo

Chloey shifts on her feet, anxiously looking over at the cashier that is just finishing up with a customer. A young woman greets her with a pearly smile while Chloey’s heart hammers in her throat. Fearing that the toy is audible over the general hubbub.

“Hi, there. How can I help you?

“Um hello, I’m Chloey. My husband left something here for me?” She stumbles over the first words but manages to get through the rest quickly enough.

Somehow the girl’s smile becomes wider at this. She babbles happily while retrieving a bag from below the counter. “Oh yes, he spent quite a while looking through the sets. It’s pretty rare for a man to come here alone and know exactly the right size. ” The salesgirl keeps the bag clutched tight while Chloey fidgets until she is finally presented with the bag and a beatific smile. “If you’d like to try it on, the changing rooms are in the back. Everything has been paid for.”

The black bag with an embossed pink bow is held close to her chest as Chloey stammers her thanks with a little bow before making a beeline for the back. Quickly opening the stall door she slips inside, her breath rests against the door and she breathes a sigh of relief at the relative safety.

With the toy buzzing merrily, she undresses, pausing at her panties she slowly shimmies them down revealing a big wet spot. Pulling the new lingerie set from the bag, she critically examines the dark green one-piece before stepping into it. She stands before the full-body mirror and inspects the sight with a furious blush. The lacy material leaves nothing to the imagination. The sheer fabric over her stomach and sides is decoratively stitched with dozens of flowers. Between her breasts, a small bow sits primly while the half cups end just below her nipples, stiff little things that ache for attention.

The crotch-less set is the epitome of Jack’s taste and his words come to mind. ‘Decorative wrapping that can’t stand in the way of the goodies.’ Somehow the lingerie makes her feel more naked instead of less. Yet she smiles at his taste, appreciating the sexiness of it all. Remembering the assignment in the last text she fishes out her phone and strikes a pose. Several pictures later she sends one before her eyes are drawn to her reflection again.

Spurred on by a throbbing need, her fingers explore the softness of the lace, trailing over the stitched designs before flicking her nipples. Stifling a moan, she twists and pinches pale pink buttons. It doesn’t take long before one of her hands drifts south. And with eyes glued to the mirror before her, she drinks in the sight of her hand gliding down the sheer fabric to the crotchless bottom. A cute strip of reddish hair points down to her aching core. Her fingers slip in between her blooming lips, a back and forth along her slit before she draws circles around her throbbing cIit.

Just a few moments in tandem with the vibrating egg is enough to have her bite down on her lip to avoid moaning aloud. Lost in her reverie, she gasps as the vibrations suddenly stop. But she is too far gone and with a determined scowl her hand speeds up. Bringing her closer to the edge until she can feel that it is just a few strokes away.

“Hello, ma’am?”

The sudden voice right outside the door douses her in cold fear, her hand freezing in place. With her heart pounding in her chest Chloey answers with a desperate hope that her voice isn’t shaking too much. “Yes?”

“Is everything alright in there? If the size is right we would like to use the room for our other customers.”

Ignoring the sight of red blotches underneath the green, Chloey swiftly pulls on her shoes and dress, she throws the bra and wet panties haphazardly into the bag. Pausing for a few quick breaths, she checks the mirror that she doesn’t appear too frazzled before she steps out with a nervous smile. “I’m so sorry, I got caught up in checking my phone.” She hurries on past the cashier and customer while neither looks too impressed.

Once outside, another text notification jolts her annoyance at the interruption. Her body practically trembles from her desire to do something about the heat within her.

Jack: You stayed in that store for quite some time, I hope you didn’t spoil the game…

Not much time left. I’ll be waiting where I made you muffle your scream into my shoulder for the first time.

While people mill around her, Chloey has to fight the urge to rub her thighs together at the reminder. The little vibrator startles her when it jumps to life again. But she is left with no time to appreciate the sensations that the gentle buzzing brings. Determined, it takes only a moment to find the correct path to the hardware store, her feet carry her while memories wind the knot inside her tighter.

————Begin flashback————

Chloey pursed her lips into a pout. Her arms were folded over each other as she leaned against the aisle rack. Not so patiently waiting for her fiancée to finally make a choice in the flooring boards. She dearly wanted him to speed up, excited as she was to check out the new store at the far end of the mall. Supposedly a shop specializing in sex toys named ‘Happy secrets’. After another dramatic sigh that went unheard, she decided it was time to pull out the big guns.

With a toss of her hair, she checked both sides of the aisle to ensure they were alone. Even though she knew they were alone as the shop wasn’t open yet. Satisfied, she pushed off from the rack to stand right behind him with her feet spread apart. With an impish grin, she grasped the bottom edge of her top.

She called out to him in a singsong that was sure to grab his attention. “Oh, honey?”

With a distracted air, he turned away from the wooden boards and ground to a halt when he caught sight of her. The black wrapped skirt with a slit in the front clung to her legs and stopped just below her belly button. Her crop top were pulled up above her breasts but held below her blinding grin. His eyes should have followed the line of freckles on her skin but instead, they were stuck on her breasts. Exposed to the apparently cold air.

He opened his mouth to say something, but as she rocked on her heels he could only offer a croak. His words lost with the slight jiggle her rocking caused. With a smug grin that stretched from ear to ear, she pulled the top down again. Ensuring that it sat just right even though her nipples were ready to poke through. Finished she lifted her gaze and quickly danced away from his outstretched hand.

” Ah come’on, babe.” His tone was a needling whiny thing as she took a step back for each of his. His eyes as close to a puppy-dog look as he could make. “That’s not fair. Look at what you’ve done to me.”

Her gaze lingered just below his waistband, fixed on the bulge that stretched his jeans. With a nibble of her lip, she met his eyes and teased, “Serves you right for keeping me waiting.” before she turned and ran down the aisle with a cackling laugh. She raced through the store, looking for the exit. A quick turn and duck behind cover ensured that he didn’t see her as she barreled past. After a careful exit from her hiding place, she traced her steps to find the exit.

Yet due to the restructuring, there were no clear markings and she found herself at the very back facing a wall. Her nose wrinkled as the scent of wood mixed with the sharp tang of metal and with an aggravated sigh she turned around. Freezing in place. Jack came down the aisle in great lumbering strides, a wide grin etched onto him as he leered at her. Just a few steps left between them and his gaze raked over her form while she appreciated his.

Heavy boots ate the distance between them while the dark blue denim left little to the imagination of the still prominent bulge. She licked her lips. He used to wear any old thing, but now the red-checkered shirt was tailored to fit him just right. Showing off broad shoulders and that he still had time to spend in the gym. His sleeves were always rolled up and showed just a hint of thick veins on his arms. Clear shaven when she got to know him but the dark stubble he had now was much better.

The most prominent feature was his eyes, eyes that were always fixed on her. They looked down right into her soul and filled her with warmth.

“Nowhere left to run little rabbit.” A flash of white teeth while his rumbling growl rolled over her. But she stood firm, her words spoken in a sweet saccharine tone.

“Oh, is the big bad wolf going to eat me?”

His hands grasped onto her sides, a warmth to them that seeped into her skin. She squealed as his fingers danced on her skin, she did always wonder how such large hands could have fingers that nimble. Her laughter was smothered by his lips as he claimed hers, the giggles turned to a muffled moan as he pulled her up against himself.

His hands roamed her back, tracing a path until they cupped her behind and squeezed. She broke off the kiss with a sharply drawn breath, he kneaded her cheeks while he pressed kiss after kiss down the slope of her neck. With a stutter in her breath, she dug her nails into his shoulders while he continued to massage her cheeks. A deep heat spread through her, setting fire to her blood.

The desire in his voice only serves to add fuel to the fire. “There are certainly parts of you that I’d like to eat but I doubt the manager would appreciate that.”

A deliberately provocative squeeze made her moan softly. Through her panting, she forced out her words even as she felt one of his hands leave her behind. “You are the manager!”

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