Torrential Love

Chapter Five

~DUNCAN~

The image in her mind took a shape, but it was blurry. Yael wanted to not think about it, but her desire for it took over and the image in her head cleared.

She was thinking of a bra, and panties.

Well, this was yet another time where the presence of Lucy was much needed, but he would have to make do somehow with only himself. He looked away in embarrassment, and she muttered in her language about what she needed which he was sure were those items in her mind, but what came out of her mouth was effectively gibberish to him. Good for him he was no normal man. He was feeling thankful for his ability to read minds. It benefitted her.

He looked at her, and she was making hand movements over her huge breasts. Pink coloured her cheeks as she did so and she also gestured to her lower body. The clothes he gave her were for a male, and she had no such undergarments. She must be feeling so uncomfortable without them, and he wanted to make her feel better in any way he could.

He nodded his head. "I'll get them for you," he said. She smiled a little, looking away quickly as her cheeks coloured further.

He left his house, heading towards the market. It was a sprawling hub of commerce, and he could find anything he needed there. When he reached, hordes of people moved past him, and he saw several merchants sending him wary side glances.

He walked through the mass of people, stopping in front of a shop that sold female undergarments. The image of the kind of undergarments she wanted was clear in his mind, and he tried to look for something similar. His hand hovered over a lacy baby pink bra with a cup size so big that he was sure it could carry a coconut.

What does this creep want?

He lifted his head as the thought entered his mind. He saw a woman watching him closely with disdain written all over her face. He retracted her hand in an instant, embarrassment washing over him. He considered it and realised that he seemed like a pervert looking for sexual gratification. He glanced at the offended lady before he smiled at the merchant.

"I need to get some undergarments for my wife, please. Could you help?" he asked the merchant. The offended lady looked away.

Oh, I thought wrong.

"Sure thing!" the merchant said. "What are her measurements?"

He gestured to the bra with the biggest cup size. "This size. But she needs small panties."

"I recommend this line of bras," the merchant said, holding up one which was intricately laced with a charm in the middle. "It's sturdy and long-lasting."

He looked at the merchant. She was saying all that but her thoughts were telling him something different. She didn't know if her claims were true, but she wanted to sell those bras to him because they were expensive. He paused.

"What's your best bra at the lowest price?" he asked the merchant. "Same for those panties."

The image of the bra and panties flashed through her mind but she quickly pushed them out of her mind, and she held up the bra in her hand.

"This is it! Get this!" the merchant told him.

He looked at the table of goods. Ah, there it was. He had spotted the undergarments she was sure were the actual steals. He pointed at them. "Can I have these?"

The merchant followed his line of sight and frowned. "But - "

"I like those," he said. "I want to get them."

"Those aren't great to be honest," the merchant said. "They go out of shape easily." Lie.

"I'll try my luck with them," he said, and she sighed. Then got around to packing up 3 sets of bras for him along with the same amount of panties. She brought the plastic bag to him and held out her hand for the money. The offended lady stood at the side, observing the two of them closely.

Lucky wife, he's a looker.

He handed it to the merchant, pleasantly surprised that it was much cheaper than he had assumed they would cost.

Handsome men are never loyal. Maybe I could catch him later and have some fun with him.

He held the plastic bag in his hand as the distasteful thoughts from the lady entered his mind. She wanted to follow him, but he learnt from her thoughts that she would never cross the stall with the straw dolls, because the merchant there was her past flame and she hated him. And that was where he went next.

The lady stood at the far end of the road as he walked towards that stall, and in a huff, she turned on her heels and left for another direction. He looked behind him and heard her thoughts getting softer, so he returned to his place.

When he was there, he gave the items to Yael, and she looked through them. Holding them in her hands, she gasped in delight as she saw how good they were. A smile touched her lips, and she looked at him with gratitude. Then she gestured to the front door. He nodded his head, heading out to his garden to pick some flowers for her.

As Lucy had told him, she would probably be back soon and he could finally enlist her help to bathe Yael and nurse her back to health, as well as take care of her other feminine needs. He bent down to the flowers in his garden, picking one to bring it to his nose. He hoped that she liked these flowers. He picked enough to make a bouquet, then went back to his front door.

But the moment he opened the door, a book flew straight into his face.