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was eager to wear them, but the tiny little egg-shaped object that nestled on top of the sheer, lacy garments might be too much.
    I put off thinking about the egg for now, and after donning a negligee that pushed my boobs up alluringly I had the urge to pick it up.
    The egg felt cool in my palm. So serene, and all I had to do was push it inside my pussy. Then go down to breakfast with him.
    He wants me. Max wanted me . The events of the night before ran through my mind again. Every moment from the first smack of his hand on my bare backside to his discovery of all my dirty little secrets. I’d lain in his arms afterward, asking him question after question about what the old Max had been like, before meeting my mother and settling down. I’d been a little in love with him my entire life in that abstract way little girls have of idolizing father figures, but until last night never realized how much alike we were now that I was a woman.
    Something about him had seemed sad, though, and he hadn’t stayed. “You should sleep, Case. I’ll see you in the morning.” And he left, turning out the light but leaving the door slightly open like he’d always done when I was younger and afraid of the dark. I’d lain awake in the dark, perplexed by his mood and aching a little to understand him enough to comfort him. Perhaps this morning I could get him to open up some more.
    That was enough to get me moving. The slinky garment was incredibly revealing and I loved it. It draped over my curves and pushed my breasts up. It left my nipples bare, but I liked that part, too. I tweaked and teased at them both, tugging lightly on my hoops just until the sting sent my core aching again like it had under Max’s attention. Then I revisited the idea of the egg. It had a neat little loop at one end, which I guessed was to help get it out after … after what? I couldn’t find an on switch. It was just a solid little oblong shape, with the slightest seam in it that I guessed was how to replace the batteries. I wasn’t so naive that I didn’t know it was a vibrator, but it was perplexing.
    I pressed the tapered end between my slick labia and sighed in pleasure as it slid in easily. It wasn’t anywhere near as large as Max’s beautiful cock, but it still left me feeling a tiny bit of pressure in a very nice spot. I took a few steps across the room, worried at first that it might slip out, but it stayed securely seated inside me. I picked up the panties and started to put them on, but paused, thinking how much I wanted Max’s hands on my bare backside again, punishing me for disobeying him.
    My head buzzed with the tiny rebellion as I let the small bit of lacy fabric fall back to the chair and I stood and went to the door.
    My pulse pounded in my ears on the way into the hallway. Our house seemed too small for me suddenly, too quaint and perfect for the unusual turn my life had taken in just the last twenty-four hours. The sexy lingerie I wore felt right, but the walls that surrounded me seemed to close in, leaving me with an uncomfortable itch. The carpeted staircase didn’t fit right, either, nor did the flowery decor of the family room. It wasn’t until I followed the sound of Max’s low voice into the kitchen and saw him standing quietly beside the breakfast table, facing away from me, that I felt like I was truly in the right place.
    He wore the same leather pants he’d donned the night before, but was otherwise naked and barefoot. His inked upper arms and shoulders rippled with tension as he gripped the phone in his hand. I stood quietly just outside the doorway, goosebumps prickling my skin while I waited for him to notice me.
    “… I’m not going to fucking draw this out now, man. It’s way too late. The papers came yesterday and she called this morning to make sure I signed, so it’s done. Bring your tiedowns. There’s just one thing I need to handle before you get here—I made a big mistake last night. Nah, I’ll talk