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Dom is taking us all out to brunch as a way of thanking his mom and picking up Cass at the same time. When I step out of the shower, I find the clothes I’d set aside replaced with a new set. A loose dark skirt and a pretty peasant blouse. A nude lace bra and no panties anywhere to be seen. I head into the bedroom to find some and there’s Dom sitting on the edge of the bed with a smirk on his face.
“Looking for something?”
“You forgot to include any panties when you changed my outfit,” I mutter, reaching for my bag, but his swift hand stops me.
“No, I didn’t. I promised you your punishment this morning, Leanne. And that’s it. No panties today — bound to be a challenge for such a good girl.” He’s practically purring as I eye him with renewed respect. I’ve never, ever left the house without underwear. It feels wicked and wrong and downright slutty. Even though I can’t exactly explain why.
“You sure about this? If I go all day without panties, you’ll be over being mad that I handcuffed you?”
He gives me a short, sharp nod, his eyes gleaming. He’s not done yet.
We arrive at the restaurant early, and I’m surprised when Dom parks at the back under a tree. There are hardly any cars in the lot. He could have parked much closer to the door. Then he hauls me up and over the center console and onto his lap.
“We’ve got fifteen minutes, sweetness. Let’s see if we can put it to good use.” His hand is up and under my skirt before I can ask what he means. Without any barriers in his way, he easily slides two fingers into my pussy.
Dom chuckles into my ear while his fingers make fast work of making me a mess. “Does going without panties make you wet, Leanne? You’re all ready for me, aren’t you, baby? So slick and dripping. Now, you have a choice to make. Do you want me to finish you off but then you’ll have to go in with your own cum running down your thighs or do you want me to stop and leave you wanting until bed tonight?”
His thumb traces a subtle design over my clit while he waits for my answer. His fingers have slowed their invasion of my channel, leaving me clenching down on them in encouragement. I debate these options. His cock is hard and pressing beneath me, but I can tell there’s no point in asking for that. “Finish what you started,” I concede with a sigh.
“Such a good girl.” His grin is wicked as his fingers pick up speed. Just as I’m about to cry out with release, he claims my mouth with his and stifles my noise with his tongue. Never in a million years could old Leanne have pictured herself here. I’m pretty darn proud of myself, despite now having to sidle into a nice restaurant with my future mother-in-law and adorable new daughter. Besides, I have the satisfaction of watching Dom having to detour to the men’s room as soon as we enter the restaurant. I may just have to go without panties more often.
Dom
Despite my cavalier words to Leanne earlier, I do want her to have a nice wedding day. Just not too long in the future or too fancy. My mother swings into action with very little encouragement, making phone calls and calling in favors. Somehow, she pulls it all off in just under two weeks.
So I can’t hold back the grin when I overhear Cass. “You look like a princess,” she accuses my bride, disgust and betrayal dripping from every word and making me wonder what in hell she’s wearing.
“So do you,” Leanne punches back. Then they both heave a sigh. Leanne finally comments quietly, “Look, it means something to your dad and grandma, that we’re both dressed up and looking fancy. But it’s only for the ceremony and a few pictures, okay? I’ve got pink camo t-shirts from ACI for both of us. We can wear those to the party.”
“Seriously? Nobody can get those t-shirts. All the girls at school want them.”
“Your new stepmom is pretty cool, huh?” Leanne offers in an overly saccharine tone that tells me these two are bonded tighter than epoxy without any help from me.
I step away so we can get this show on the road and I can find out if my bride followed through on her threat not to wear any underwear to her own wedding.
Pretty sure I know the answer when Leanne blushes as she walks past her mild and conservative mother sitting front and center in the small park we’ve commandeered for the ceremony and picnic afterwards. Leanne’s dress is sweetly sexy, thin layers of chiffon drift and mold to her form. There’s very little skin showing, but I’d hardly call her covered up. Now I’m in a hurry to get this over with so I can take her behind the bandstand for a closer inspection.
Epilogue
Leanne
I stare over my shoulder at three sets of wide eyes peering through the upstairs banister. I don’t know who got Nicky out of his crib, but he’s being quiet, so he might as well watch and learn. I give the two older kids a warning glare before turning back to the main action in the living room.
“Like hell you’re dating a twenty-year-old, Cass! You’re sixteen! If that’s how you think this works, you’re not old enough to date at all. You’re grounded until you leave for college.”
“Mom! Make him stop. He’s much more than four years older than you!” Cass turns to me with pleading teary eyes and I sigh. Hard. Dom glares at his daughter and only slightly less hard at me.
“Cass,” I start as firmly as I can manage. “Has Eric actually asked you out on a date?”
Her guilty expression confirms my suspicion. He gave her a ride home from her one college class last week and there have been stars in her eyes ever since. “Were you perhaps thinking you might ask him?” I ask quietly, cringing slightly as Dom’s expression shifts from angry to horrified.
“So? Girls can ask guys out.”
“They can,” I agree, deliberately keeping my gaze away from Dom’s. I can feel his fear emoting as fuming from across the room. “But you would be putting him in a really awkward position, Cass.”
“How?” Now she looks her age, and slightly insecure, which was probably why she was poking Dom’s buttons in the first place.
