Anticipation Volume One
By Mark Darcy
Eight o’clock. No one would have the nerve to come into the shop now; Caroline mused as she leaned against the counter. I mean, it’s Valentine’s Day. You’d have to be pretty pathetic to show up now to buy a gift, especially at this time of night.
Having assured herself the coast was clear, Caroline ventured into the storeroom. Where earlier in the day she had put aside a garment. The garment Caroline had picked for herself was a hand-made Agent Provocateur corset. It was the only 34C that had arrived in a delivery earlier in the day. One of the benefits of being the owner of a lingerie shop was having first choice of the new stock. She had taken a liking to an Agent Provocateur electric blue bra and g-string set. But she had made a promise to her friend Suzy (Read Suzy’s Halloween, AnticipationVolume 4) if she got something nice, and of quality in electric blue, she would put it aside for her. Caroline was dying to try the corset on. She had waited patiently all day for her opportunity, and now no willpower remained. She just couldn’t wait for that last fifteen minutes to be up.
By Mark Darcy
Peeling off my top almost from the moment I walked into the changing room, I threw it onto the bench next to my locker; then my leggings followed. I was standing there in just my sports bra and knickers. As I started to pull off my bra, I felt eyes on me. I turned around, and I got a hell of a shock. The tough looking bloke was in the changing room.
He had followed me in and was leaning against the door, watching me. I just froze on the spot, petrified, eyes wide, looking at him.
'I want you,' he said.
He had a beautiful voice, surprisingly enough, and quite hypnotic. He looked as though his voice should sound menacing, but he had a pleasant baritone. For some reason, that sweet, voice made him seem all the scarier.