Seduction 101 Ms. Carter and Ben Book 3

By Ava J. Smith

No use pretending it was a one time thing anymore. Not when Mary Jane found herself shopping for... an outfit for Ben, the young man she had no business shopping for. The thought of herself in such a detailed getup, under his order, felt so dirty and yet... Mary Jane shivered, knowing she was anticipating doing his bidding, waiting to do whatever it was her student wanted to do with her.

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Focus now. Choose a bra, for the love of God.

I picked up two that caught my eye, one looked like it was less than a half cup, I wondered if it would contain me. The other had tasteful touch where the lace was concerned but practically transparent otherwise. I shivered as I imagined how Ben's eyes would look when he saw me in it.

"These are the ones you want to try?" Amber materialized at my elbow.

"Yes... yes. I'll need to find some panties too, though."

"Sure. I'll just hold them for you."

"Oh, of course," I said, handing them over to her.

"I'll wait over there," she waved toward the counter and the changing room beyond it. "Unless you need any help before that...?"

I nodded. "Of course. I'll call you if I do."

She gave another smile before retreating. I wanted to laugh at myself because that little knowing look from her was giving me another thrill.

Who knew how putting together an outfit could give you so much excitement?

Well, not an outfit really. A costume.

Ben had been specific in his demands. "That crisp white shirt you probably have by the dozen, a black skirt... you call it pencil? Huh. A black pencil skirt—and those high heels you wore at that luncheon."

I was surprised. "You remember my shoes from that university luncheon... all those months ago?"

"Oh, I remember."

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dark December LCC
• Release date: Apr 24, 2015
• ISBN: 9781513063072

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Seduction 101: Ms. Carter and Ben Book 3

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I STEPPED INTO THE store, shaking off the sense of trepidation.

Trepidation? Now you're being over the top, MJ. Foolishness maybe. Not trepidation.

I looked around the quiet, demure store and thought, after all I had been here several times, had made purchases... It was nothing big.

A pretty brunette stepped toward me, a smile on her young face. Good afternoon. Anything in particular you're hoping to find?

I swallowed. Was that a standard greeting? Maybe I was being paranoid.

Ah. Thank you... I read the name on her badge. Amber. I am looking for lace. Just a basic set, a bra and a pair of panties.

Her smile grew warmer. A discreet special occasion.

I blinked. Uh. Perhaps you could call it that.

Come this way.

I followed, a little dazed still. Usually I liked lingering, absently letting my eyes roam until something caught them, but today I just fixed my gaze at Amber's glossy hair, pinned into a neat bun, as she led to me to where they had their lacey stuff.

She turned and spread her arms a little, clearly proud of the shop's collection. There you are, ma'am. Take your time.

I took a breath as Amber took a few quiet steps back. There were so many to choose from. Where do I even start?

Right. Color. Ben had asked for red.

I bit my lip. Just the thought of his name was enough to kick my pulse up a notch.

Easy, easy. Just treat this as a grocery trip, you're picking up things he asked you to.

Right.

I noticed that my hand was trembling slightly when I reached blindly for the first red bra I saw. Easy, MJ. You had every right to be here, every reason to be here. A woman shopping for a