Chapter Sixteen

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Jennifer finally gets herself under control and showers for a second time, ridding herself of any traces of Simeon in hopes that she can move on and forget this hold he has over her.  She is toweling off when she hears the door knob being rattled and the n a swift, insistent knock at the door, then silence.  Then about thirty seconds later a key is heard being inserted into the door knob.  She quickly covers up as he storms into the bathroom, her mouth agape as he looks absolutely gorgeous in a three piece suit. Feeling her pussy respond immediately she quickly covers her mouth dropping open by covering it as embarrassment, "What the hell, you can't just barge in here." He just smiles ruefully in that way so familiar to her now, "I can do whatever I please, Jennifer, this is my house, so get used to it while you are a "guest" here." Funny use of the word "guest" she thinks to herself, more like blackmailed prisoner. "Finish getting ready," he goes on, "we have reservations at an upscale restaurant in an hour and you don't want to make us late." The fire smoldering in his eyes and the threat that it carries does nothing to quench the hunger growing in her pussy. She quickly turns away from his gaze and storms past him into the bedroom where he has the most elegant dress she has ever seen laid out for her on the bed. It's a shimmery silver studded with what seems like a million rhinestones which will clearly make her the center of attention. "Where are my underwear?" She asks, the only question she can manage to utter. She looks to him defiantly but her defiant glare soon melts under his gaze and she is forced to look away again. Why does he seem to have this effect on me, she wonders quietly to herself. "You won't be needing any underwear," he smirks once again with that famous look of his, "besides we don't want panty lines showing, do we?"
He leaves Jennifer to get ready and as soon as he is gone her shoulders slump in defeat but at least the sexual tension leaves her as well. Never before has her pussy betrayed her this way and she needs this time to gather her wits once again. She begins applying her make up and curling her long brown hair as if she was heading out for a night on the town with Mark. Two could play at this game she thinks to herself. She was going to make Simeon want to fuck her so bad his cock would ache. She could be a real cock tease sometimes Mark had always told her and she planned to be at her best tonight. After about a half hour of hair and makeup she slipped the dress over her head. The shimmery dress was skin tight and the slit for her right leg traveled well up her mid thigh. She would have to be careful someone didn't get a show when she crossed her legs or got out of a car. She looked at herself in the mirror and loved the way the dress accentuated her ass. The top of the dress was cut way low and gave her ample cleavage and the way the material caressed her breasts, her nipples were like hard pebbles that showed through the fabric. She realized immediately with the rubbing of the fabric that it would be harder than she thought to just be a tease. Does this guy think of everything, she wonders to herself, as she bends to get the strappy silver heels that Simeon left for her. She she bends the fabric brushes across her nipples once again almost making her moan. Oh man, she thinks to herself, way harder than I anticipated.
He returns to the room as she is smiling at herself with approval in the full length mirror. She sees him appear suddenly behind her and gasps caught off guard when he calls out, "Are we ready, Jennifer?" The fire once again in his eyes, quickly dispels any chance of her being the one who does the teasing tonight. Snap out of it, Jennifer, she scolds herself. "What other choice do I have?" She says defiance once again flaring in her eyes. She strides past him making sure to accentuate her walk and swing her hips just right to show off her best asset.  Simeon's low growl goes unnoticed to her ears as he follows swiftly behind her.  This woman has no idea who she is playing games with, he thinks to himself as he watches her ass sway in the tight evening dress with her every stride. 
         The driver opens the limo door and Simeon helps her into the limo getting a nice glimpse of her freshly shaved pussy which ignites a hunger in him that dinner definitely won't satisfy.  This will be a long night for him, he thinks to himself, but an even longer night for dear, sweet Jennifer, he smiles to himself.  He plans to strip down her defenses to break through the wall of defiance and then break her will to have her begging for more.  After she is seated, he enters the vehicle and sits across from her.  Tactically positioned so he can get the occasional glimpse of her glistening pussy.  He offers her some sweet, red wine and watches her grimace as she leans forward, not from pain but from the way her dress rubs her nipples once again.  She thanks him for the wine and sips it gracefully.  They talk casually on the way to the restaurant as if it's a normal occasion and he can tell she slips into a comfort zone with him.  He cannot wait to get her defenses down further with the elegant dinner he has planned.  The night has just begun for the two of them as they pull up to the restaurant and he helps her from the car.  As he holds out his arm for her to take, he suddenly realizes that he might deviate from the original plan that he had in store for Jennifer.  After all he is the one in control, the one with all the power.

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