would be no reminders of him there and for all of them it would be a
wholly new experience. Luc would come with of course – his parents were
still happily cruising their way around the world and she wouldn’t hear of him
staying home alone.
When she had told the kids earlier
in the week they were thrilled with the plan. Jess and Lucy immediately started
discussing what to wear and had been raiding Rachel’s wardrobe all week for
‘dressing up’ clothes. Luc meanwhile announced he would have to go shopping, as
he had brought nothing but jeans, t-shirts and sweats with him.
“Why are you all looking at me
like I’m lunch?” he asked the three ladies he’d stopped dead in their tracks at
his shopping suggestion. Jess looked at Lucy who in turn looked at Rachel who
nodded her head.
Jess laughed at Luc, “Good luck
mate, I can feel a trip to Selfridges coming on and you just became the
reason…..”
Luc groaned and tried to get away
from his friends who were literally jumping up and down with glee.
“Where do you think you are
going?” Rachel grabbed a fistful of the back of Luc’s t-shirt as he turned
away. Flipping his head around over to face her, Rachel nearly lost it as his
blue eyes bore into hers twinkling with mischief. Smiling he looked down at her
and then at the twins, “K, you got me for one afternoon otherwise I’m going in
my jeans!”
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CHAPTER 4
Sitting in an armchair outside the
fitting room of the Men’s department at Selfridges, Rachel was checking her emails
on her phone waiting for Luc to come out and show her what she had picked for
him to try on.
Lately, her lawyer had been trying
to get in touch with her but she wasn’t ready to take the next step and deal
with the legal and financial ramifications of Nate’s death. She had plenty of
money – the rest could wait. In fact right now the twins were down in the
basement probably putting quite a dent in said money having got bored of the
Men’s department within 10 minutes of getting there!
Rachel had convinced Luc that a
suit would be a good idea as he was going to need one for work soon anyway, so
it wouldn’t go to waste. Reluctantly, he agreed – he wasn’t so keen on
formalwear and had only ever possessed one suit in his whole life that his dad
had got him from M&S. It was nothing compared with the suits Rachel had
encouraged him to try on. An enthusiastic young salesman had insisted on
helping them and Luc had stood idly by while Rachel had discussed the merits of
one designer over another and what cut would suit him best. She was definitely
in full cougar mode right now whether she wanted to admit it or not, but he was
having fun and he would do pretty much anything to please her; besides her age
did not bother him; she was still sizzling hot. Luc was a bit uncomfortable
with Rachel paying but she absolutely insisted it was her treat.
Standing in the cubicle, looking
in the mirror he was greeted with a lascivious grin reflecting the dirty
thoughts he was having about sneaking Rachel into the fitting room having her
on her knees with that pretty mouth round his cock. He’d wrap fistfuls of her
brown silky hair in his hands keeping her head in place while he watched as he
thrust his length as far down her throat as she could take. He wanted to hear
her moan around him and shivered in anticipation of when that time would come.
His cock twitched in the designer suit pants and he reigned in his fantasy
before he was unable to hide how much Rachel affected him.
Surveying himself in the
full-length mirror, Luc appreciated subjectively that the designer cut of the
cloth looked good on him. He was not oblivious to the fact that he was an
attractive man – he had been told so often enough and it had always
worked to his advantage. Modesty was not one of Luc’s redeeming qualities and
he was pretty certain Rachel fancied him after all her peeping tom