Page 28 of Calling Her Bluff

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“Ijust hate it, you know?” Allison said. “I feel like I can’t breathe anymore when I’m home. I know they don’t mean to smother me, but just being there is stifling.”

She and Diane were flipping through racks of lingerie at an upscale boutique, the kind of place Allison had always imagined buying lingerie, something soft, lacy, and white, she would wear when she lost her virginity. Now, she was finding most of the outfits too tame and boring.

“I’m looking for a roommate. I’m dying to move out of my parent’s house. Do you think you might be able to move in with me?”

Allison’s hand stopped on a frilly red teddy as she looked at her friend. Despite the fact they had only known each other for a few weeks, Allison trusted Diane. Did that mean she could live with her? Well, it had to be better than living with her parents, although Allison was pretty sure it would be great.

“I don’t know. I thought about moving out, but it’s not like I have a job.”

“So, get one,” Diane said as if it was the easiest thing in the world. Allison stared at her friend, and the pretty Asian shrugged. “I bet your Dad would hire you if nothing else.”

Allison didn’t want to rely on her father anymore.

“Okay,” she said, nodding her head. Diane made it sound so easy. What if she stopped overthinking things and just did it? “Okay.”

She turned and marched to the front of the store, requesting a job application from the demurely dressed sales associate behind the counter. Diane scurried up behind her, and patted her shoulder, grinning, as Allison filled it out.

Of course, when she got home and told her parents about filling out the job application and her desire to move out, they were horrified, but not about wanting to move out. They were quite complimentary over her independence—of course, her mother wept a little over her baby girl growing up—but they couldn’t stomach the idea of their daughter working in a lingerie store as a lowly salesperson. Her father insisted on getting her a part-time job as a receptionist with one of his friend’s companies. After thinking it over, Allison accepted his offer. Receptionists made more money than sales associates, and it would give her a wider range of experience for when she graduated next year. Besides, the woman she’d given her job application to hadn’t seemed all that thrilled about Allison’s complete lack of job experience, something she had neglected to tell her parents. She probably wouldn’t have gotten hired, anyway.

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Despite her hopes, Allison didn’t see Todd during the week, and Friday evening found her incredibly nervous and anxious as she looked at herself in the mirror. Much more nervous than she had been at the job interview she’d gone on this afternoon.

“You look great,” Diane soothed. Like any good friend, she’d offered to let Allison get ready at her house. Neither of Diane’s parents was home, and there was no staff to rat Allison out. There was no way Allison’s parents’ staff would be able to resist telling her mom about her leaving in an outfit like this.

The dress fit her perfectly, clinging seductively to her curves. Her cleavage was daringly bared by the V-neck, which went almost to her belly button, and the back of her dress hugged her ass and gave a great view of her legs through the chiffon in the slit. The dark red color brought a natural flush to her cheeks and made her skin look golden tan. Red highlights stood out in her hair, which she’d deliberately put up in a French knot with a single decorative stick holding it in place. Todd liked to take her hair down and see it fall around her shoulders. With the high heels and her makeup, she looked like the highest priced hooker one could buy. Smoothing her hands over the silky dress, the smooth material caressed her skin.

The little gold chain connecting the two hoops around her breast was clearly visible in the V-neck of the dress. It was pretty obvious where the ends went as her nipples were held at attention by the little nooses. It didn’t hurt, more like something firmly gripping her nipples teasingly. When she walked, the hardened nubs rubbed against the silky material covering them, which teased her even more. The bullet was firmly in her pussy. It had been cool when it first smoothly slipped in but was now warm as it was engulfed by her body. As she had thought, the butt plug had barely hurt when she’d pushed it in. Barely half as wide as Todd, it had only been a bit of stretching pain as her ass opened around the widest part of the plug. Really not uncomfortable at all.

“Wish me luck,” Allison said, turning away from the mirror, which seemed an odd request for a date, but of course, Diane understood. She stood and hugged Allison, and the press of her body against Allison’s constrained nipples made her shiver.

Diane giggled as she pulled away, her eyes resting on the chain connecting the loops around Allison’s nipples. “I might have to get me one of those.”

“It’s kind of fun,” Allison admitted. Diane grinned at her.

“Good luck!”

When Allison rang Todd’s doorbell, it opened almost immediately to reveal Todd, looking incredibly hot in a tailored tux that made him look like a devilish playboy, and holding one long-stemmed red rose. She actually blushed as he looked her over with admiration.

“You look incredible,” he said and stepped up to kiss her. For a moment, it was everything she’d always dreamed of for a date… until he slipped one hand down and caressed the silky material covering her ass. That brought her back to reality. Was this just about the sex for him? If so, why go to so much trouble?

When he pulled away, he graciously handed her the rose before escorting her to his car. He even opened the door for her. It certainly felt like a real date. The romanticism built her hopes, even when her cynicism made her wary.

On the car ride, he told her about the last days of promoting the fundraiser, which was happening tomorrow. He’d managed to sell every seat in the house for the dinner the frat was putting together. Allison was impressed, especially considering he’d already met the original goal, surpassed it, and met the higher goal they’d set. She told him about her job interview, and he wished her luck, but his voice got very quiet for a moment.

“I’m starting a new job next week,” he said but didn’t sound particularly excited.

“Congratulations,” Allison replied, looking at him curiously. “Although you don’t sound super excited. Should I be congratulating you?”

“It’s a fantastic opportunity.”

She waited for him to say something else, but he was silent for several long minutes. She started to squirm, uncomfortable. The plug in her ass shifted, which made her feel a different kind of uncomfortable.

“What time does a duck wake up?” he asked her out of nowhere.

“What?”

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