After this Rose would become Mrs. John in a short period of time. Though she was not ready for that relation yet John convinced her for the marriage. John called a party to celebrate their marriage. Mona & Jack were invited with others to enjoy their hospitality in a hotel.
Rose looked very hot in her white low-cut cleavage showing marriage dress which was clearly showing her naval & diamond pierce-ring (gifted by her husband) and long legs. John designed that dress by a renowned dress designer for her sexy young wife.
After marriage John and Rose departed from the house of Jack and Mona. John rented one apartment to live with her wife. Though Jack and Mona asked them to stay with them. John refused the proposal and told them that he would prefer that her newly married wife would stay with his own establishment when he would become go to join his duty. But he assured his brother and sister-in-law Mona that he and Rose would visit their place when they would call them.
After some days when Jack was returning from his work a terrible accident took his last breath. The life of Mona stopped suddenly. The problem raised in her life when Jack's lawyer read the will of the deceased. In that will Jack expressed that if her wife would become pregnant after his death within one year of time then Mona and her baby would get the whole property and if not the property would be handed over to one charitable organization.
This was shocking for Mona as she was not pregnant at that time and her husband was passed away. Mona felt the requirement of the time. As she knew that she would not able to marry again as per the word of the lawyer that if she would marry someone within this one year of time the will would become null and void.
After the death of Jack Mona started to work in the office as earlier in the position of Jack. She was busy in her work and tried to find the way of this problem. But she would not able to discuss the issue with anyone and the time was running out every day.
Suddenly a business trip planned and Mona hopped to find a little down time for a wee bit of personal fun. Packed in her checked bag a few of her more personal accessories, to be used in case she would not find a willing partner, or if she was really lucky to be used with a willing partner.
An uneventful checked in, a several hour plane ride, also without anything remarkable involved Mona even managed a nap as the plane whisked her to her destination. As she walked to the baggage carousel she felt eyes were watching her, prickling the little hairs on the back of her neck, and feeling silly for even thinking such a thing.
She waited and was watching everyone collecting their bags and still no sign of her pink piece of luggage. After the area cleared and she still saw no sign, Mona looked around and tried to locate someone who worked there.
Turning to her left, Mona watched as a man in a uniform approached, his lips set into a stern grimace that didn't quite match the sparkle in his eyes. He enquired her name and upon confirmation, he seized her elbow and said, "Follow me please."
Tagging along after the man whose name appeared as Jim, according to the brief glance at his name tag, Mona's shorter legs moving quicker than his longer ones...she baffled, unless, OMG, the bag busted open in transit and Mona would have to identify its contents. A bead of sweat trickles down between the swell of her breasts and she gasped in a noisy breath.
Mona escorted to a small windowless office with just a desk and two chairs. Jim encouraged her, well pushed her actually into the first chair and then took a seat behind the desk. He lifts Mona's suitcase onto the desk and stared at her. Mona could see the broken zipper, her clothing protruding out the side, and of course, not her jeans but the bright red corset, its vivid colour almost obscene in the glaring light of the small pristine office. Mona could feel her cheeks heating; she was trying to compete with the red of her undergarment.
Jim stared at Mona...his eyes never leaving her as he cleared his throat, "It seems that your luggage has sprung a leak, and now it is my job to make sure that everything is present and accounted for, and that all of the items in your suitcase are in fact yours." He grinned, more frightening than his grim look, "And that everything is in working order."
Mona could feel her entire body slumping in the chair...this was going to be a nightmare. Bracing herself and reminding herself that they were adults and that Jim might have seen almost everything imaginable, and that her few personal items won't even make him pause for a moment. "OK, let's get this over with." her words were even and emotionless.
Jim unzipped the suitcase and folds it back all the way exposing the entire contents. He reached in and pulled out the red corset, thumbing the black lace as he turned it in his hands. "It appears to be undamaged, is it yours?"
"Yes, it is." Ok, that was easy; Mona breathed a sigh of relief.
Jim stood, still holding the corset and said, "I need you to try it on, to be sure all the fasteners are intact and that it is in fact yours, that it fits you."
Sure that this was a bad joke, Mona stared into his eyes and was shocked and a little aroused to see that there was no humour, but a slow boiling lust. Standing up, Mona undid each button on her blouse, and let it slip from her shoulders. Her breathing fast, making her breasts hed with each inhalation, the chill in the room stiffening her nipples, they pushed at the lace of the stark white bra. Turning around, Mona lifted her hair, exposing the expanse of pale skin from nape to waist, broken by the bra. She stood, silent and still waiting to feel his fingers at the clasp.
