knowledge Moira had no interest in Jason beyond a holiday fling. Those kisses, with the calm sea flowing around them, had been magical and a wake-up call. Even while kissing Jason, she’d known she’d only been pretending with Rick. All she’d felt with Rick was comfort. It had been fun and sweet. Jason had brought her excitement, had woken up her body when she hadn’t known it was asleep. He’d made her yearn for things she couldn’t have named if her life depended on it. Things she hadn’t discovered until months after she’d met Darren.
She waited for the stab of pain she always experienced when she thought about her husband, and found she only wanted to smile. Maybe this really was okay. Her body had no doubts. She only regretted they’d not been able to take their exploration of each other further.
She sighed as The Blowhole appeared in front of her. A few hours of serious party planning before they’d be able to… She nearly groaned out loud. Dinner with Hector and Amber… How had she managed to forget? She looked forward to meeting them, to finding out if they were as similar to her and Darren as she imagined. Spending time alone with Jason was much higher on her list of priorities though. Patience had never been one of her virtues, and she needed a lot of it today.
Chapter Ten
There .
With one final brush, she finished her mascara. This was the best she could do. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d put this much time and effort into her appearance but had to admit it felt good. And didn’t look too bad either .
She thought she’d managed to strike the right balance. Sexy but not too over the top. The little black dress couldn’t be called original, but it fitted her well and was just short enough to tease without looking slutty. She loved how it supported and emphasized her breasts without the need for a bra. It had been a while since she’d worn heels this high and hoped she wouldn’t have to walk too far, but it was worth it. Her legs looked longer and her posture was better.
Disgusted, she turned away from the mirror. When had she become this vain? The last time she’d worked this hard in the hope of impressing a man had been the first time Darren had taken her on a proper date. In fact, she’d been even worse then. She’d also been almost twenty years younger, of course.
Surprisingly, admitting she wanted to impress Jason didn’t worry her. She wasn’t afraid he’d change his mind, not really, but she didn’t want to leave anything to chance either.
She shook her head, marveling at her sudden and rather extreme conversion. Less than forty-eight hours ago she’d been sure she’d never revisit sex, only to find herself doing everything in her power to ensure it wouldn’t elude her now. It was as if someone had pressed a switch in her head.
She thought back to all the work they’d done after they’d returned from their outing. It had been nonstop. Jason had organized lunch and coffee in his office and they’d gone over his plans, his expectations and the guest list. Yes, the guest list. She’d expected most if not all of the names and had been surprised and relieved to find one name missing. She’d been sure he would top the list and wasn’t sure what his absence meant. Still, it was one potential headache less.
There had been one or two other things left to address, but those were details and could be ironed out closer to the date. For now, the catering had been organized and the preliminary timetable established. Being a party planner for the BDSM community meant you rarely needed to come up with a theme for the event. Still, they’d managed to divide the weekend up into several sessions with a different focus. Overall it had been a productive afternoon and it was good to know that all the basics had been covered.
She sighed. Except that with the work done, there was no reason to stay. The schedule had made perfect sense when they’d agreed
She waited for the stab of pain she always experienced when she thought about her husband, and found she only wanted to smile. Maybe this really was okay. Her body had no doubts. She only regretted they’d not been able to take their exploration of each other further.
She sighed as The Blowhole appeared in front of her. A few hours of serious party planning before they’d be able to… She nearly groaned out loud. Dinner with Hector and Amber… How had she managed to forget? She looked forward to meeting them, to finding out if they were as similar to her and Darren as she imagined. Spending time alone with Jason was much higher on her list of priorities though. Patience had never been one of her virtues, and she needed a lot of it today.
Chapter Ten
There .
With one final brush, she finished her mascara. This was the best she could do. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d put this much time and effort into her appearance but had to admit it felt good. And didn’t look too bad either .
She thought she’d managed to strike the right balance. Sexy but not too over the top. The little black dress couldn’t be called original, but it fitted her well and was just short enough to tease without looking slutty. She loved how it supported and emphasized her breasts without the need for a bra. It had been a while since she’d worn heels this high and hoped she wouldn’t have to walk too far, but it was worth it. Her legs looked longer and her posture was better.
Disgusted, she turned away from the mirror. When had she become this vain? The last time she’d worked this hard in the hope of impressing a man had been the first time Darren had taken her on a proper date. In fact, she’d been even worse then. She’d also been almost twenty years younger, of course.
Surprisingly, admitting she wanted to impress Jason didn’t worry her. She wasn’t afraid he’d change his mind, not really, but she didn’t want to leave anything to chance either.
She shook her head, marveling at her sudden and rather extreme conversion. Less than forty-eight hours ago she’d been sure she’d never revisit sex, only to find herself doing everything in her power to ensure it wouldn’t elude her now. It was as if someone had pressed a switch in her head.
She thought back to all the work they’d done after they’d returned from their outing. It had been nonstop. Jason had organized lunch and coffee in his office and they’d gone over his plans, his expectations and the guest list. Yes, the guest list. She’d expected most if not all of the names and had been surprised and relieved to find one name missing. She’d been sure he would top the list and wasn’t sure what his absence meant. Still, it was one potential headache less.
There had been one or two other things left to address, but those were details and could be ironed out closer to the date. For now, the catering had been organized and the preliminary timetable established. Being a party planner for the BDSM community meant you rarely needed to come up with a theme for the event. Still, they’d managed to divide the weekend up into several sessions with a different focus. Overall it had been a productive afternoon and it was good to know that all the basics had been covered.
She sighed. Except that with the work done, there was no reason to stay. The schedule had made perfect sense when they’d agreed
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