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“Is everything alright?” Maxim asked, noticing my hesitation.
“It’s just, uh, I don’t have a credit card. I’ve never needed one,” I confessed, a little embarrassed.
“You’ll be using mine. Let me just put it in the system for you,” he said, coming to stand beside me. He leaned over me, his body so close that I could feel the heat of his skin as he typed a few things on the keyboard.
For a moment, it was difficult to breathe, but somehow, I managed. It felt like there was an electric current surging between us. I wondered if he could feel it too.
“There. All done. Why don’t you see if you can find some things you like?”
Honestly, the sound of his voice startled me, and it took me a second to catch my bearings, so I just nodded. He moved away and took a seat in the leather armchair in front of the desk.
I may have never ordered anything like this before, but I at least knew the basics around using the computer and the internet, so I searched women’s clothes in Boston. I clicked the first link and a pretty, feminine website loaded, showcasing all sorts of colorful and trendy dresses, blouses, and skirts.
My eyes widened.
This was what normal American women wore?
I swallowed hard again.
“Is everything okay?” Maxim asked.
“Everything’s fine,” I squeaked. I didn’t want to tell him how inexperienced I was at this, so I navigated through a few different pages, slowly growing more comfortable. I added a few things to the cart and watched the dollar signs add up.
When I passed one hundred dollars, I sucked in a breath. Would he be upset with what I spent? I squirmed in my seat. Would it earn me another spanking? I had a hard time keeping still after that.
I picked out a few more outfits, feeling naughtier by the second. When I finally clicked through to the pajamas section, I found a few really cute and particularly sexy nighties.
I don’t know what came over me, but I ordered five different ones because I couldn’t pick a favorite.
I just kept adding things to the cart until I reached the underwear section.
Would he like me in something purple?
Or maybe black?
I had a hard time deciding so I just added them all. When I was finally done, the total had exceeded five hundred dollars and I yelped a little in surprise at the total.
“Is something the matter, Riley?”
“N-no. Everything is fine,” I replied quickly. With a nervous gulp, I clicked through a few more windows until I reached the shipping section.
I didn’t really know what to choose. Did first class shipping mean faster or slower? Was it that different from rush shipping? Should I pick the free option?
I swallowed hard and bit my lip, not wanting to admit that I didn’t really know how to complete the rest of the order.
“Do you need help?” he asked.
I didn’t want to appear stupid, but it was better to ask for help than to look foolish.
“Can you do it for me?”
“Of course,” he smiled softly, and I got up and let him take a seat, watching as his fingers flew over the keyboard with expert speed.
I had no idea how he could type that fast.
Within a few seconds, the order was done, and the website gave us a confirmation number. He said nothing about the total and I stepped from one foot to the other, almost as if I was waiting for the other shoe to drop.
“That should be here in just a few hours. Was there anything else you needed, Riley?” he asked quietly, and I held my breath, waiting for the scolding I likely had coming.
