meet me at midnight.

35.

I woke up early on the 14th of November. I managed to sneak downstairs and open the downstairs closet, finding the outfit I purchased from Ann Summers. My only hope was that I didn't look stupid wearing it. I took the pink bag upstairs and went into the bathroom.

I took my pajamas off and washed myself quickly, shaving and making sure I applied my usual vanilla body lotion. I slipped the lacey maids outfit over my head, adjusting it so that it looked ok on me. I caught sight of myself in the mirror and my face went bright red. I slipped on the lacy black and white thong. Desiree had been the one to prompt me to buy the maids outfit, arguing that it would look cute on me.

I turned so my back was to the mirror and did up the ribbon at the back. The girl in Ann Summers had recommended some perfume and I sprayed that on too. I stepped back, looking at myself. I looked ok. Did I believe I was sexy? Not particularly. Did Josh think I was sexy? The answer to that was a firm yes. The thought made me smile.

I snuck back into the bedroom. Josh was still asleep. He'd worked a 12 hour shift yesterday and I was reluctant to wake him, but I wanted to wish him a happy birthday. I clambered back onto the bed, cuddling up to him. He turned and hugged me. I waited for him to wake up, smiling when his eyes opened.

"Happy Birthday," I giggled, gleefully, then added. "You're 28, yay."

"Thank you for remindin' me that I'm old." He murmured.

"Nooo, that's' not what I meant," I giggled again, then attempted to be sultry, but I heard myself and it sounded stupid. "W-want to unwrap your gift?"

"Are you my gift, little mouse?" Josh asked, and I giggled again.

"Y-yeah, look." I said, shifting and sitting up to show off the maid lingerie.

I looked at him. His eyes were that same stormy blue and his gaze flicked back to my face when I noticed him looking. I felt my cheeks go even redder.

"Don't you look tempting, Daisy." He said, smirking.

"T-thank you," I said, softly. "It's your birthday so you can do what you want to me."

That smirk became slightly more devious and I felt my pulse rate spike at the look in Josh's eyes.

"Anything?" He said, and I nodded, but felt the need to clarify.

"Y-yeah, anything." I said, mind going a mile a minute.

Probably shouldn't have said anything, but I was keen to make him happy. He shifted, leaning on his elbow, watching me, eyes devouring me.

"Stand up." He said.

I shifted on the bed, standing. His gaze went down my body and I smiled, blushing a deep scarlet.

"I-it's cute, right?" I asked, because I still felt like an idiot.

"Yeah, cute might not be the right word," Josh replied, gaze flicking back to my face. "Turn around. Let me get a good look."

"Ok." I said, turning slowly.

I gasped when he stood behind me, one hand lifting to hold my throat and the other wrapping around me. He'd moved so quickly and quietly. I gulped against his hand. The hand gripping my throat tilted my head, making me look at him. Those fathomless blue eyes were dark, hungry. I could plead with him to be gentle, but I really didn't want him to be gentle. My legs were trembling. His breath fanned my ear.

"Daisy." He said, and I could hear the teasing note in his voice.

"M-making me blush." I giggled.

"Just makes me want you more," Josh murmured. "Get on the bed."