Ainsley
I lay awake in Lawson’s arms. I’ve tasted bliss, but my body craves more. I just need enough energy to get there. I listen to Lawson’s heart as it slows to a steady beat in his chest instead of a constant rush. Silence is divine, but it feels like the calm before a beautiful storm. The start to a very long weekend exactly where I want to be.
Right here.
With him.
We rest for about an hour without saying a word, then I slowly move my hand along his gorgeous ink and tease him back to life.
“Did you enjoy that fantasy?” I look up at him and grin.
“It…” He sighs. “We both did, obviously.”
“Can I show you what else I got?” I lift up.
“What do you mean?” He raises an eyebrow. “Don’t go. I’m enjoying this.”
“I’ll be right back.” I pull away from his embrace and slide to the end of the bed. “I promise.”
I don’t bother getting dressed, and I leave the door open when I go. I hope he’ll get a clear view of what he’s missing for the brief time it takes me to go to the living room and retrieve my bag. When I turn back around, his eyes are locked on me. I start back down the hall and catch a glimpse of my ass in the mirror. It’s blushed pink, with a couple of red spots along the middle. It will definitely be ready for more, just as soon as I can find an excuse to get back across his knee.
“Alright, check this out.” I drop my bag on the bed and open it. “You already met Prisoner Ainsley.”
“Yes.” He nods.
“You’ll also get to meet Devilish Ainsley this weekend.” I pull out a costume that is basically panties, a thin bra, and horns.
“Interesting…” He looks at the costume as I drop it on the bed.
“Sassy Ainsley.” I grin as I pull out a costume that is a sexy version of a secretary’s outfit. “Or, Naughty Secretary Ainsley, if you prefer.”
“Wow.” He blinks a couple of times. “What did you do, rob a Halloween store? Is that why you were in prison?”
“No, it was on sale.” I giggle to myself and pull out the next one. “I don’t know how this one will work, but I thought it was cute. Ever wanted to be with Supergirl?”
“Uh…” He shrugs. “Can’t say that I have.”
“I thought you might like it since you were Clark Kent at the party.” I nod and toss it on the bed. “Oh, and the best we’ll save for last. Maybe tomorrow night or even Sunday morning before I leave.”
“Alright.” He sighs.
“Naughty Schoolgirl Ainsley!” I pull out the most revealing schoolgirl outfit I could find at the store. “I bet her Daddy can’t wait to meet her.”
“Well, this is—something.” He drops his head a little bit.
“What’s wrong?” I sit on the bed and pack my costumes back into my bag. “We don’t have to try them all tonight, like I said.”
“I’m just trying to figure out when regular old Ainsley Andrews gets to spend some time with regular old Lawson Brooks.” He lifts his head, and I see a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
“We can save one or two of them for my next trip.” I move closer to
him. “I just thought we could have some fun.”
“I thought you were saving money. Sale or not…” He sighs. “For college?”
“I don’t have to worry about that as much right now.” I shrug. “I’ll pick up some extra hours. These outfits didn’t cost much.”
It’s a lie. I didn’t even look at the prices when I was buying them. I went crazy because I saw a sale and realized there were so many fantasies we could make with them, especially the last costume I showed him.