EROTIC FICTION | BDSM FICTION | PART 1 OF 4
His Task Was To Fulfill Her Fantasy
Finally, A Prostitute #1: Wanting her fantasy fulfilled scared and excited her in equal measure
She was nervous, sitting in the car next to her husband.
Gabrielle folded her hands in her lap, as if in prayer. Seconds later, she unfolded her hands again and pulled at her short, bright red skirt to cover her thighs.
There wasn’t much fabric to cover anything. The lacy tops of the matching red hold-up stockings showed from under it. Red patent leather shoes complemented the stockings and skirt.
“Stop fidgeting!”
Her husband’s tone was stern.
She tried to keep still. When she moved her hands again, her husband covered them with his right hand.
“I said: stop!” His voice was soft, but firm.
“I’m so nervous,” Gabrielle said in a small voice, “I don’t know if I can do this.”
“You can. You will.”
He moved his hand back to the steering wheel when they reached the outskirts of the big city, as traffic needed his full attention. It seemed like everyone wanted to get either in or out of the city at the start…
