Working It Out by Teri Trojan Read Free Book Online Page A

coming from you, who’s probably tried things most other people haven’t thought of.’
    ‘Nasty. I’m not that different to you.’
    ‘Oh, you are. So were you in charge or submissive?’
    ‘Mixture. Well, in charge to start with, but then I laid back and enjoyed being dominated. Oh Tara, he’s just gorgeous. Body to die for. Ideas to make you come just looking at him.’
    ‘And he can provide all the leather enough even for you, I gather.’
    ‘What makes you think leather is my turn-on?’
    ‘The way you were caressing yourself when you came home. Go and try it on again. I’m fascinated by the cut and how little of you it covers. I mean to say, who designed that bit of nonsense? And why did he have it available for you?’
    Shoanna said nothing but went to her room and put on the leather skirt, if it could be called that, then added the waistcoat. She left her thong on, slightly shy even in front of her flatmate.
    ‘Wow. Ridiculous.’
    ‘It’s so soft it’s like a second skin.’
    ‘Certainly fits where it touches, but that’s not often. I can feel another dare coming on. How about wearing it out to a club?’
    ‘I don’t think so.’
    ‘Do it and I’ll let you off the bet which you have surely lost already.’
    ‘He wouldn’t like it. I get the feeling this was for his private enjoyment only.’
    ‘So why did he give it to you?’
    ‘Had to wear something to get home. My dress got ruined. You’re right. I am turned on by leather. This smells gorgeous and feels great against the skin.’ She ran her fingers over the smooth top, making her own nipples harden. She slipped her fingers closer to her crotch.
    ‘ Pleease . At least go to your room to do that. I don’t want to watch.’
    ‘Why not? Does it shock you?’
    ‘Me? Not at all. Just jealous. After what I expected to be a hot date, I only got off with some youth who didn’t know one end of his dick from the other. Not that I got anywhere near his dick. But he was a good dancer and I enjoyed that part of the evening.’
    ‘So you didn’t get fucked senseless, after all?’
    ‘Nope. I’m going out,’ Tara said suddenly. ‘I’m just wasting time staying here.’
    She went to her room to change while Shoanna went to her own room to alleviate the desire coursing through her body. Her vibrator was much less effective than usual and her clit felt tender and almost sore. It was more wonderful agony to touch it, and she found herself longing for Andreas to contact her.
    Tara went out and Shoanna lay on the sofa, still clad in her leather outfit. When ten o’clock arrived, she was resigned to a totally quiet evening and decided to go to bed, even if wasn’t the bed she would have liked to be in. The doorbell rang and she jumped. Who on earth was calling at that time of night? She went to answer it and realised she was practically indecent to the rest of the world. She peered through the spy hole and saw one of Andreas’s young men. The ones she had dismissed in her street fight last night. She put the safety chain across and opened the door a crack, peering round.
    ‘The boss wants to see you. Assuming you’re not otherwise engaged.’
    ‘The boss?’ she asked, her heart leaping out of control.
    ‘Andreas. He was busy, so he sent me to collect you.’
    ‘How can I believe you? You could be calling on me so you can get your own back after I beat you last night.’
    ‘Suit yourself, lady. But if you don’t want to come, don’t expect to hear from him again.
    Shoanna bit her lip. She was desperate to see him but was she being naive? Had he really sent this bloke to collect her, or was he out for himself?’
    ‘He said to wear the leather number you left with this morning. But I think that’s exactly how you’re dressed at present. He’d like to see you just how he left you. Says you’ll know exactly what he meant.’
    ‘Give me a minute,’ she said decisively. She shut the door. Took off the damp thong and picked up her bag.