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“ D id you hit your goal yesterday?” Ran asks as he saunters into the kitchen a few mornings later. “Sorry I fell asleep before you got home.”

I look up from the bacon I’m frying. “I was closing! I didn’t expect you to stay up that late for me. But yep, I did.” I beam at him.

“Good, because I got you a couple of surprises,” he says on his way to the coffee maker. He peers over my shoulder as he takes a mug from the rack. “That smells good.”

“Wait — I already poured you a cup.” I point with the spatula. “It’s got enough sugar in it to give you a cavity immediately, just how you like it, and it ought to be cool enough to drink by now.”

Ran groans in appreciation. “You’re seriously the best, you know that?” Coming up behind me, he puts the mug on the counter so he can slide both hands around my waist. He nips at my earlobe.

“You can have some bacon if you’re hungry,” I joke. Ran laughs and swats me lightly on the ass before he takes his coffee over to the table.

After breakfast, he beckons me into the playroom and pulls a garment bag from the closet. “If this doesn’t fit, you can exchange it or we can get it altered.”

“Hmm, so it’s definitely not lingerie, if it’s both returnable and appropriate for me to wear in front of a tailor,” I say with a laugh.

He grins. “You don’t have to guess. Open it.”

I unzip it to find a gray vest. The material is like a thick felt, and it’s that kind of old-fashioned style that’s become trendy with hipsters.

“Ooh, I love this.”

“Try it on.” Ran’s eager tone makes me warm inside. I shrug the vest on and watch his eyes as I button it. “Oh wow,” he breathes. “You look so handsome. I love that on you.”

I go to the mirror so I can see for myself. “You know what? I will take that compliment without any self-deprecation,” I say as I turn to admire the vest from all angles.

It’s cut just long enough to skim over and subtly hide my belly. Even better, the way it’s fitted gives my torso just a hintof that V shape I’ve always coveted and never had.

“Wow! This looks… sophisticated . I think it makes me look good.”

I’ll never get tired of seeing Ran’s eyes drink me up the way they are right now. “No, baby. You make it look good,” he says.

I throw my arms around him. “Thank you! I love this. But what made you think of a vest?” I pull back and look at him with a puzzled frown.

“Because it’s going to go with some other stuff I got you.” I sit down on the bed next to him after he retrieves a fancy-looking gift box from a dresser drawer. I open it up and pull back the nest of tissue paper to reveal layers of red and black lace.

“Ohhh…” I can feel my eyes getting bigger and bigger as I pull out each new thing.

“It’s a whole set,” Ran says. “Lace bralette, matching thong and thigh-high stockings.”

I frown in puzzlement. “This is all sexy as hell,but what’s it got to do with the vest? They’re not supposed to go together, are they?”

A wolfish smirk slips onto his face. “Oh, they sure are. With your work clothes on in between.”

“Oh, fuck.” My dick snaps to attention. “All of it?”

“Uh-huh.” Grinning, he takes the bralette from me and drapes it flat over the other things. “I thought the lines of this might show through your shirt, so I figured the vest would be good camouflage.” He moves the box out of the way so he can scoot over right next to me.

He feathers his lips over the side of my neck before bringing them to my ear.

“So nobody but me and my sexy slut will know you’re wearing all this silky, lacy stuff underneath your regular clothes.

” He brings a hand into my lap and palms my cock.

“The whole time while you’re pouring drinks and taking food orders and listening to the old guys bicker, you’re going to have lace rubbing over those pierced nipples. ”

When he reaches up to tweak one, I can’t hold back a little sound of arousal.

“Gonna have these stockings all smooth and silky wrapped around your legs.” His hand moves back to my cock.

“And I hope the way all of that feels is going to have this big dick absolutely ruining the lace of the panties with precum.”

I turn towards him, needing the feel of his lips on mine. Ran lets out a wordless murmur when I sink my tongue into his mouth. “Oh my God, thank you for all this!” I exclaim when we pull our mouths apart.

“Absolutely, Babydoll. Didn’t you write that you wanted to spend a shift with a sexy secret under your clothes?”

I huff out a laugh. “I figured you’d just tell me to put in a plug or something.”

Ran’s expression is amused. “Do you want to wear a plug, too?”