Laney Collins sat at her desk in a full-fledged daydream. Her husband had woken her that morning with breakfast in bed and softly spoke to her the words of his latest fantasy. It had to do with him pampering her, as they often did. She knew she’d have to wait a while to play it out as he always caught her off guard.
“Ms. Collins, you have a delivery,” the voice of her secretary called over the intercom.
“I’ll be right there, Maggie,” she responded.
Laney Collins stood up and smoothed out her black suede dress suit and checked to make sure there were no stray hairs falling from her bun. She put a business smile on her face and stepped into the lobby.
“Ms. Collins?” the deliveryman, a tall handsome blonde with an imposing demeanor asked.
“Yes,” she responded, taking a step back from him.
“Were you expecting something?” Maggie asked as she gestured toward a rather large box.
“No, who is it from?” Laney asked.
“It’s anonymous,” the man said in a harsh voice. “Sign here.”
He thrust a clipboard toward her and she signed quickly without looking into his eyes, though she could feel his eyes on her.
“Would you like me to carry it inside?” he offered.
“No, no thank you,” she said quickly. “I’m sure I can manage.”
She grabbed the box from the desk and stumbled a bit under the weight, which was considerably more than she’d expected. She struggled to regain her composure and re-entered her office without looking back.
She cleared some papers from her coffee table and set the box on it. She sat on the settee and just stared at it for a few moments wondering whom it was from and what it held. She slipped a letter opener under the tape and slid it across the top allowing the box to spring open.
She picked up a fancy notebook from the top and opened it to read a beautifully written letter. She read it quickly and proceeded to follow its’ directions to a tee. She stood and walked to the large mirror on the wall across from her. She slowly unbuttoned the buttons on her suit dress and slipped it from her body, leaving her in a matching black lace bra and panties, garter belt, black stockings and 4 inch black heels. She slipped the panties down and stepped out of them. She reached behind her body and unclasped the bra, releasing her perky 34 C breasts, and dropped the bra on top of her panties. She turned toward the mirror and used her reflection to reach down and release her garters from the stocking before seductively rolling each stocking to her ankles. She removed the garter belt and let it fall to the floor before slipping out of her heels and removing the stockings from her feet. She left everything in a heap and glanced at her taut body in the mirror before returning to the settee.
She reached into the box to pull out another box, labeled clearly with the number 1, which she opened to reveal a beautiful pink beaded teddy with garter belt, sheer stockings, and her very own 5-inch pink heels from her closet at home. If there had been any doubt as to who was behind the unsigned letter, it was gone and replaced with a renewed love for her husband.
She slipped into the teddy and smoothed on the sheer stockings before attaching them to the garter straps. She slipped into her heels and then looked around and into the box again, looking for the panties to no avail. Jacob loved the thought of her walking around without panties on, she should have known his fantasy wouldn’t call for them.
She reached inside the box and found the box clearly labeled with the number 2. She sat down on the settee and opened this smaller box. She found a beautiful matching pearl necklace, bracelet, earring and ring set. She slipped them all on and stood to admire the look in the mirror. She pulled her hair down from the bun and allowed the chestnut brown locks to fall down over her shoulders and down her back. She ran her fingers quickly through it and let it lay where it fell.
She felt sexy, sexier than she’d ever felt standing in her office and she ran her fingers across her pussy to confirm it. She sat back down and started rubbing her fingers over her clit in fast circles. She struggled to keep her moans in check as she pushed herself closer and closer to orgasm. She let out a gasp as she dipped two fingers deep inside her pussy and started to stroke her spot. She cried out in pleasure but quickly composed herself as she recalled where she was.
She looked in the box and found a smaller box with a small envelope attached with the number 3 written clearly on it. She opened the envelope to reveal a card that said. ‘You deserve another.’ She opened the box, the words ‘Yes, I know you that well,’ were written on the inside of the lid and a vibrating egg waited for her to use. She quickly pressed it to her clit and within moments was writhing in pleasure again.
“Oh God, I love you Jacob,” she moaned softly.
