elected officials did too.
“She’s doing quite well thanks to Morgan and Dallas.” Jude gently drew her hand back from the chief. “I’d like to thank the whole Parrish Fire Department for their excellent work at the nursing home.”
She couldn’t help noticing that Chief Grady shifted his eyes to make sure Roger Dennison was paying attention. Satisfied the news anchor had eavesdropped on the whole conversation, Grady visibly relaxed. “We have a good team here in Parrish, Ms. Wheeler. Thank you for coming over. Enjoy your evening here at the ball,” he smiled like a used car salesman, “and save a dance for me, if you will.”
* * * *
Morgan held Jude in his arms as they danced to a seductive, slow number the band played like the old pros they were. Her perfume mingled with the magic of the night to weave Morgan into a spell of love. Just thinking about his feelings for Jude made him tremble. He didn’t think he could ever feel like this about a woman again.
She looked up at him with her blue eyes sparkling from the effects of the lights, music, and champagne. There was a glow about her, something ethereal that tugged Morgan deeper into the enchantment, and he let himself fall without fear.
Holding her in his arms he felt a fierce need to protect her, to keep her safe from whatever might bring her harm. As if she read his thoughts, Jude snuggled closer, laying her head against his shoulder so they were not dancing so much as simply swaying to the music while they held each other tightly.
A part of Morgan wished the night would never have to end.
* * * *
“Are you sure you want us to leave you here?”
Dallas
asked when Jude insisted they drop her off at the shop instead of taking her home.
“I’ll be fine,” she assured him. “I’m not sleepy and so many things have happened. I need time to think. I’ll change clothes and straighten up the shop before going home.”
“Okay,”
Dallas
said reluctantly.
Jude could tell he wasn’t happy about her decision, but he didn’t have much choice in the matter. After they left, she went upstairs into the lingerie room.
She hadn’t taken the time to straighten up the display after trying on the clothes for Morgan and Dallas. A smile curved the edges of her lips as she remembered the looks on their faces. They had both sat mesmerized as she paraded around in front of them wearing nothing more than scraps of lace and imagination. The sexy clothes made Jude feel powerfully feminine and had awakened her body with a vengeance.
She ached to feel a man inside her. It was time to live again, to experience life, and sex, and all the pleasures a man, or men, could offer. Staring at the items of clothing like she had never seen them before, Jude wondered why she hadn’t played with the merchandise.
Had the time she spent with her ex-husband made her lose her capacity to enjoy sex? He had been so uptight about any physical intimacy that he gave lackluster performances in bed. Jude couldn’t ever remember having an orgasm during her marriage that wasn’t self-induced.
Stepping up to the black one-piece body suit with its stretch lace fabric, Jude ran her fingers across the soft material. Wearing it would make her feel totally feminine and naughty.
Why not? she decided.
Feeling giddy with emotion and more than a little adventurous, Jude decided that maybe she would try on the lingerie. She might even break open one of the toys she’d been wondering about, just to relieve some of the sexual tension swirling around inside her like a storm out of control.
The true genius of the outfit wasn’t revealed until Jude snuggled herself into the lace. Holes were strategically cut into the bodice so that her nipples pushed through flower designs, becoming the center of the flower. The slight pressure of the fabric around her nipples made them harden instantly.
The bottom of the outfit looked solid, but it, too, had hidden treats. The crotch was split
“She’s doing quite well thanks to Morgan and Dallas.” Jude gently drew her hand back from the chief. “I’d like to thank the whole Parrish Fire Department for their excellent work at the nursing home.”
She couldn’t help noticing that Chief Grady shifted his eyes to make sure Roger Dennison was paying attention. Satisfied the news anchor had eavesdropped on the whole conversation, Grady visibly relaxed. “We have a good team here in Parrish, Ms. Wheeler. Thank you for coming over. Enjoy your evening here at the ball,” he smiled like a used car salesman, “and save a dance for me, if you will.”
* * * *
Morgan held Jude in his arms as they danced to a seductive, slow number the band played like the old pros they were. Her perfume mingled with the magic of the night to weave Morgan into a spell of love. Just thinking about his feelings for Jude made him tremble. He didn’t think he could ever feel like this about a woman again.
She looked up at him with her blue eyes sparkling from the effects of the lights, music, and champagne. There was a glow about her, something ethereal that tugged Morgan deeper into the enchantment, and he let himself fall without fear.
Holding her in his arms he felt a fierce need to protect her, to keep her safe from whatever might bring her harm. As if she read his thoughts, Jude snuggled closer, laying her head against his shoulder so they were not dancing so much as simply swaying to the music while they held each other tightly.
A part of Morgan wished the night would never have to end.
* * * *
“Are you sure you want us to leave you here?”
Dallas
asked when Jude insisted they drop her off at the shop instead of taking her home.
“I’ll be fine,” she assured him. “I’m not sleepy and so many things have happened. I need time to think. I’ll change clothes and straighten up the shop before going home.”
“Okay,”
Dallas
said reluctantly.
Jude could tell he wasn’t happy about her decision, but he didn’t have much choice in the matter. After they left, she went upstairs into the lingerie room.
She hadn’t taken the time to straighten up the display after trying on the clothes for Morgan and Dallas. A smile curved the edges of her lips as she remembered the looks on their faces. They had both sat mesmerized as she paraded around in front of them wearing nothing more than scraps of lace and imagination. The sexy clothes made Jude feel powerfully feminine and had awakened her body with a vengeance.
She ached to feel a man inside her. It was time to live again, to experience life, and sex, and all the pleasures a man, or men, could offer. Staring at the items of clothing like she had never seen them before, Jude wondered why she hadn’t played with the merchandise.
Had the time she spent with her ex-husband made her lose her capacity to enjoy sex? He had been so uptight about any physical intimacy that he gave lackluster performances in bed. Jude couldn’t ever remember having an orgasm during her marriage that wasn’t self-induced.
Stepping up to the black one-piece body suit with its stretch lace fabric, Jude ran her fingers across the soft material. Wearing it would make her feel totally feminine and naughty.
Why not? she decided.
Feeling giddy with emotion and more than a little adventurous, Jude decided that maybe she would try on the lingerie. She might even break open one of the toys she’d been wondering about, just to relieve some of the sexual tension swirling around inside her like a storm out of control.
The true genius of the outfit wasn’t revealed until Jude snuggled herself into the lace. Holes were strategically cut into the bodice so that her nipples pushed through flower designs, becoming the center of the flower. The slight pressure of the fabric around her nipples made them harden instantly.
The bottom of the outfit looked solid, but it, too, had hidden treats. The crotch was split
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