As Anya waited, David retied the leather at the collar's back, adjusting the length of the short chain.
"How is the fit?" he asked.
"It's really nice, your adjustment helped." Anya reach up and stroked the the front of the collar she wore. She knew what it was, but it was discreet enough that it just looked like a fashionable necklace. Meaning she could wear it all the time. And that's what David has asked her to do.
"I'll see you tonight", she said as she walked out the door, shutting it behind her. She didn't see it but knew he was smiling.
Around 9:30 she was at her counter, making bread, but thinking about the collar. She had told everyone it was a necklace made by her husband doing some leather braiding. It was a beautifully done set of short leather cords woven into her necklace. People looked at it, as was her expectation, and she enjoyed the compliments. No one seemed to notice anything unusual. Almost no one.
Her boss's husband had stopped by. He was a tall man around 35. And very good looking. He had noticed the collar, complimented her on it and asked her if it had any meaning.
She had told him no, just something her husband made for her.
Looking in her eyes, he said "Are you sure, maybe he meant something by it even if you didn't know it?" and smiled at her in a knowing way.
She looked back, doing her best to keep her face neutral, and said "If that were true, I wouldn't know it, would I?" and smiled also. But it was a nervous smile. She had started to get flustered at the thought that this attractive man would guess. Flustered and aroused.
"Fair enough," he said, then laughed and looked up as his wife walked out.
Her boss waved goodbye to Anya, and they left.
Anya noticed she was wet. She tried to focus on work, but that was even harder than it had been.
She arrived home a little before David, and got cleaned up. She thought about asking the kids what they wanted for dinner, but then remembered that it was a working Saturday so her in-laws were watching them. And this time all night. That was why David had chosen this morning to put on the collar. The collar felt just a little tighter, but she thought maybe that was because she felt flushed, hot. Aroused. He had better hurry back from work himself.
She went into the bedroom, stripped and started to put on make-up. The lipstick went on last, red just as David has requested. More than requested. She went to her drawer and got out a short black babydoll nightie and slid into it. Just then she heard the door, so she lay down on the bed, on her side with her head in her hand. She knew it was a pretty standard pose, but she also knew he liked it.
