I don’t know what you’re talking about. She threw on a smiley face at the end of her message.
Now, baby. You know exactly what you did by teasing me with the photo of your very sexy tummy. Now send me one of those beautiful breasts.
She’d followed his order, sending the picture. Her phone rang immediately afterward.
“Now that’s what I call a sexy woman,” Ian’s voice poured over the line as soon as Cassie answered.
“I’m glad you think so.”
“I know so,” he sighed, and she frowned at his sad tone as she started buttoning her shirt back up.
“Something wrong?”
He hesitated, and she paused in adjusting her shirt, waiting to hear what he had to say. “Bad day.”
She wasn’t sure what he meant by that. The project they were working on was priority and currently with the development team making the final changes. But she also knew Ian was responsible for other projects.
“You want talk about it?”
“No,” he said quickly.
He was definitely on edge for whatever reason, and she didn’t like that. She wanted him at ease, and she would like nothing more than to be the reason for the turnaround in his mood. While she thought about her wishes to please him, an idea formed in her head. “You free tonight?”
He chuckled, and she smiled at the sexy sound. “I’m always free for you.”
Her heart fluttered while the blood raced to her face, but she tamped down her silly nerves. “Good. Meet me online at seven.”
She hung up the phone, not giving him a chance to respond. She had work to do and not a lot of time to do it. She ran out of the bathroom and back to her desk. She closed up shop for the weekend, shutting down her laptop and grabbing her purse, then headed straight for Sasha’s desk.
“Hey, I need your help. I’m calling in all my girlfriend favors.”
Sasha leaned back in her chair with a saucy grin. “I gotta hear this.”
“Grab your purse, and I’ll explain on the way.”
She followed Cassie to the parking lot and jumped into the passenger seat. “Where are we going?”
“Er, a toy shop,” Cassie said as she pulled out of her parking space.
Sasha cackled and bounced in her seat like a kid on Christmas morning. “You shouldn’t need a battery-operated boyfriend. You’ve got a living, breathing one.”
Cassie slanted her eyes at Sasha. “Ian’s not my boyfriend, but I want to surprise him. The nature of our relation—er, arrangement makes it impossible to be with him physically, so I have to improvise.”
“Oh, I like the sound of this.” Sasha rubbed her hands together as she wagged her eyebrows.
“You say that now. Wait until I call in the favors.”
Sasha narrowed her gaze on Cassie. “What’s that mean? Having me go with you to the toy store to hold your hand while you buy a rubber dong isn’t the favor?” She tried to be serious, but she smirked anyway.
“Nope. I said I was calling in all the favors.” A few minutes later Cassie pulled up to their destination. “C’mon.”
The girls got out, walked into the store and stared at all the fun paraphernalia. Cassie soon realized she was way out of her element. When she played with her stockbroker friend, he utilized many devices, so she had a frame of reference. But now that she was here, she felt a little intimidated. After taking a fortifying breath, she trudged over to the massive dildo selection. She didn’t have time to hide behind humility.
“Whoa, look at this hawse!” Sasha grabbed the giant rubber phallus on display, slinging it around.
“Good grief!” Cassie said, shaking her head. “I can’t take you anywhere.”
Sasha chuckled, putting it back down. “What kinda dildo do you want to get?”
Cassie shrugged, looking round. “I don’t know. I guess something like this might work.” She picked up the one attached to a strap-on harness.
Sasha eyed her critically. “Are you planning on fucking somebody with that? I thought you wanted one to use on yourself.”
Cassie frowned. “Oh, I do.” She shrugged, struggling for the right way to explain what she wanted. “I, er, I figured it’d make things easier if I could find one that allows me to strap it on somehow to keep it inserted.”
“Ah, okay.” Sasha looked down the row and stopped, grabbing a box. “Bluetooth?”
“Huh?” Cassie walked over to her.
“This one has Bluetooth capabilities.” She pursed her lips while she read the instructions. “Looks like it can be controlled remotely with the right access codes.”
“Oh my God, next thing you know, there’ll be an app for these suckers for every smartphone on the market.” Cassie chuckled but then seriously thought about it. “Hey, let me see it,” she said as she snatched it out of Sasha’s hand.
“Damn, girl, you’d have to take out a second mortgage to buy this one.”
“Yeah, but if Ian could control it, then it’d be a small price to pay.”
Recognition lit Sasha’s eyes. “You’re one freaky bitch.” She laughed. “He’s gonna have a heart attack when he realizes he gets to have more control over your pleasure.”
“That’s the idea.”
And it was perfect. Looked like a simple registration and a link for Ian to access would be all that was needed. With one toy out of the way, Cassie set off to find the other things she needed. She grabbed some nipple clamps, red lingerie, handcuffs and scarves. She was running on nervous energy as she paid for her stash, walked to her car and drove back to the office to drop off Sasha.
“I don’t mean to burst your bubble or anything, Cass, but you do realize you can’t be completely strapped down.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, you have to have at least one hand free to work your gadgets. But he’ll still flip his lid when he sees you.”
They pulled up to Sasha’s car and Cassie turned toward her. “I plan on being completely strapped down. Now that Ian will be able to
