Anonymous
By Loc Glin
Heat Rating: SCORCHING
Word Count: 21,305 words
Categories: Erotic Contemporary Romance (MF), HEA
By Loc Glin
Heat Rating: SCORCHING
Word Count: 21,305 words
Categories: Erotic Contemporary Romance (MF), HEA
Jennifer Hartstrum has trouble with men. Her relationship with an abusive father left her with a speech impediment that flares up only when she dates. Her friend talks her into trying an exciting new dating experience, the Anonymous Club, a place where a date is an adventure and fantasies can come true. One must choose an alias, and anonymity is guaranteed.
Andrew Martin is looking for a woman who can keep up with him outside of the bedroom as well as in bed. He tries the Anonymous Club with low expectations.
When Jennifer and Andrew meet, it is Chemistry 101. Have they found what they are looking for? In a world of aliases and mystery, is anyone really who they say they are? What happens when anonymity is good for one but not the other?
Jennifer and Andrew meet for the second time at The Anonymous Club. Let’s catch some of the action:
WARNING ADULT CONTENT
She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. The harem slave girl outfit was very revealing and sexy, resembling an I Dream of Jeannie costume. The costume person layered her in large sheer scarves. When she asked why the woman said, "Dance of the seven scarves. You know the strip." She didn't know but she got the idea. Right now almost no skin showed. She would have to "strip" to get down to that Jeannie costume.
The makeup woman left her hair hanging loose the temporary highlights were gone. Her hair was shoulder length and the thick waves always fell into her face. She would just have to deal with that tonight. She would also have to deal with the contact lenses. She looked at the prep card for this scenario and for the name of her partner. She was very pleased when she read Ace.
He opened the door. His Arabian Sheik costume made her smile. Such a contrast to the last time she saw him. The white floor length robe and head-cover left only his face and hands bare and she could see his toes through his sandals when the robe moved.
His eyes fastened on to hers and a seductive smile touched his lips. "This is a bit of a surprise. I was not expecting Harem Girl."
"I have interests other than books."
"So far I like those interests," he said closing the door.
"I see you made it to wardrobe this time."
"Yeah, I kind of wish I hadn't. Not exactly the height of fashion is it?" He indicated the robe.
"Fashion has nothing to do with it. It adds a certain air of mystery. For instance – are you wearing underpants beneath the folds of that robe?"
"Actually –
"No, no, you mustn't tell." She cut him off. Her breath moved the sheer material covering her face. "Come in and have a seat." She nodded toward the padded floor area.
He moved there and propped himself up with a few of the larger pillows. "Come join me," he said.
"Not yet," she replied. "How do you like the music?"
"It fits the room."
"It gets inside of you and makes you want to move and be taken away by it." She started to sway slightly.
His interest was piqued.
She loosened and undid the scarf covering her arms. She moved the scarf always keeping it covering her. She twirled in a circle; the scarf followed allowing only a peek at her bare arms. She looked at him watching her and it made her feel good. She moved and swayed in time with the music letting it carry her away.
She stopped. Holding the scarf in both hands above her head, it covered her face and chest. She released the right side, still holding the left side, the fabric floated past her face. She held onto it until it was almost still. She looked at him and smiled, then released the scarf and watched it float to the floor settling into a lavender pool at her side.
She moved her hands to the purple scarf covering her chest. She loosened it and repeated the dance, swaying her hips and moving seductively across the floor in front of him. Again she only allowed peeks of the cleavage and bare belly of her outfit. Once again she stopped. The scarf covering her face fluttered. She raised her arms stretching the second scarf in front of her as she had the first. Again she released the right side, now the second scarf swayed in the air. She let it fall from her fingers and join the lavender pool. His blue eyes were steamy. Lust streamed from them warming her insides and egging her on.
She turned her back to him. She loosened the very large scarf fastened around her hips then draped it over one shoulder. She unhooked the top of her outfit. His sharp intake of breath told her he was paying attention. She turned her chin to her shoulder and looked back to tease him as she removed the top of her costume. His hands clenched a pillow until his knuckles turned white. His eyes devoured her. The scarf covered her back and bare breasts as she held the top out to the side and then let it fall to join the colorful pool.
She began the dance anew this time making eye contact more often. She knew the sheer scarf hid almost nothing from his view. Once again she stopped. She watched him smile expecting that scarf to join the others. But she turned her back to him once again. She draped the scarf across her shoulder once more, again covering her back and chest. She tilted her chin and looked over her shoulder. Now both his hands clenched a pillow, knuckles white. She smiled and looked away. She stood there and shimmied her ass and legs as she undid the bottom of her costume. She stopped. One more look over her shoulder as she shimmied again. This time she released her hold on the bottom of the costume. It slid to the floor joining the colorful pool.
She began the dance anew. This time the scarf slid across her skin.
"I can't take much more," he warned in throaty growl.
She moved to the pool of color. She stood facing him arms raised above her head one end of the scarf in each hand. The scarf hung down in front of her, the barest illusion of cover. She let go of the right side. The scarf drifted down in front of her and now hung from her left hand. She held it there for a long moment. Then released it and watched as it joined the others on the floor. She stood there naked. Only the scarf covering her face remained. She moved toward him totally aware of his barely controlled lust for her.
She joined him on the padded floor. She kneeled in front of him, "I saved the last one for you." Her breath moved the sheer material covering her face.
He didn't trust himself. He wanted to rip the scarf off and push her down onto the floor. He wanted to spread her legs and bury his cock deep inside that lovely body. With every ounce of self-control he possessed he reached up and with trembling hands undid the last scarf. It gently floated down. It landed on her thighs and softly slid to her knees.
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