I took a cold shower and could not calm down my entire body was feverish and I could feel my arousal running down my thighs. Embarrassed I rushed to my bed I had no idea how I was going to make it a whole week. Why had I agreed I could hold out for a whole week I must've been insane. I admonished myself, for this train of thought how could I not wait a week it was for the girl I loved. I should be grateful she didn't want to wait till we were married. Then again maybe that would have been better I didn't need to wait a week to marry her. Hell I could get an internet priest today if I used enough of my savings. I sat on the bed picking up the phone occasionally. Contemplating this very idea. What could make our love more real than getting married before we had sex. Then I remembered She had been married three times before. Unlike me she did not see marriage as an iron glad display of your love and devotion, but just a step in a relationship. So finally I laid back on the bed and grabbed the little black box she had given me when I exited the car. There was a piece of paper folded and covering anything they lay beyond. I pull the paper out and drop the box when I seen the large dildo with a suction cup mount inside. I unfolded the note and read it.
"If you're reading this then I guess my confession went well. Thanks for returning my feelings. When I met you it was love at first sight and the next morning I ordered this while thinking of our first time together. I could never bring myself to use it. So now it's for you. You may have to wait for me, but enjoy my dick, love," There was a dark lipstick impression on the bottom of the page. and I was headed back into the shower with Gisele's gift. I sent up a slide show of her being my doll and I stuck the dildo to the linoleum floor and mounted it. In seconds I was moaning and writhing calling Gisele's name. I slept there on the bathroom floor at some point and woke to my phone ringing.
"Julia are you ok?" Gisele's voice asked, I was confused why wouldn't I be ok? Then I looked at my phone and realized it was after one in the afternoon. Looking at my phone I realized I had several messages and six missed phone calls. Now the worry made sense.
"Yeah sorry, baby. You got me a great gift and I've been lonely for a long time so maybe I over did."
"I see, you little devil. Well at least you got it out of your system. You're going to be my dress up doll today. I'll be outside in five."
She hung up and I sighed in satisfaction. Gisele was really my woman, but wait she was picking me up. So another car service. Was one of her girlfriends a driver for a car company. That didn't seem quite right though. If it was an ex why would she help her impress me. Whatever, I went to let her in while I got dressed. Of course she was as stunning as ever. Her hair was in elaborate layered buns put up with chopsticks and she was wearing a black kimono with a pink floral pattern down the right side and sandals. This woman could turn up in anything and it would always look like it was made for her. Her breasts were too much for this particular outfit though and you could see the flesh colored sports bra she was using to try to control them.
I sighed and headed for my bedroom, "Have a seat I won't be long. Just gotta throw some close on," Then I paused for a second, looked toward the bathroom and reconsidered my opinion, "Actually I got to shower, go ahead and grab a drink or something if you want. I'll be as quick as I can."
I dropped my clothes on my bedroom floor and headed into my bathroom. I was lathering up my stomach when I heard the crisp sound Of a can of cola opening, "Thanks for the hospitality. Can I wash your back to repay the favor?" Gisele asked sliding into the shower, she had already stripped and I was incapable of looking away. This woman, how was I supposed to abstain for a week when she kept tempting me and playing with the boundaries. She laid her hands on my shoulders and spun me around. She dutifully scrubbed my back than my shoulders. Then she started with my feet and all the way up my right leg to my butt and then down my left leg. She took a hand full of lather and reached between my legs and as the suds tickled my waiting, wanting, woman hood, I felt her hand drop away. She kissed my right butt cheek and said, "Sorry love I don't have the self control to stop if I go any further and we made a promise so you're gonna have to finish yourself. I'll be in the living room."
She stood rinsed off and left the bathroom. Three orgasms and an hour later I joined her in the living room. She was already redressed and was holding an outfit for me, "Don't you think it's time we got moving? You had a whole day to play with me,"
Hair still wet, I pulled on the outfit she had picked out for me. It was nothing fancy, but it was much more relaxed than my typical outfit. Hot pink bikini cut panties and a matching lace bra. White exercise shorts and black spaghetti strap tank top. I pulled my wet locks into a ponytail and we headed out the door. It wasn't until I got into the car that I realized what she had done. I was in such a hurry and everything looked fine when I glanced in the mirror, but staring down at my lap I could tell in a second you could see my hot pink underwear as clearly as if I wasn't even wearing shorts at all. In that moment I realized this was going to be a long day.