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"Make sure those heels shine, James," she said, her voice a sultry command that sent a shiver through me. "I want them perfect for tonight."
"Yes, my love," I replied, the words automatic, a reflex born of years of devotion. Blind obedience was my role, my place, and I embraced it, even when it stung.
Vanessa was breathtaking, a goddess in every sense. Her full, curvaceous figure—generous breasts, thick thighs, and a soft belly I adored—was accentuated by the dress I'd rushed to order online at her insistence, paying extra for same-day delivery. Her dark curls tumbled past her shoulders, framing her ample cleavage, which seemed to beckon anyone who dared look. She dabbed perfume behind her ears, the scent of jasmine filling the air, and extended one foot toward me. I slipped the polished stiletto onto her foot, my fingers trembling slightly as they brushed her skin.
"Where are you and Marcus going tonight?" I asked, my voice tentative. I knew her games—sometimes she'd answer, teasing me with details, and other times she'd ignore me, leaving me to stew in my own longing.
She smirked, catching my gaze in the mirror. "Marcus found this charming little inn. They serve the most exquisite crab, and there's a cozy bar downstairs. Oh, and rooms upstairs for… well, you know." Her eyes sparkled with mischief, and my stomach twisted.
