Brad licked his lips as he packed, his mind racing along all the wildly various courses by which his marriage-sanctified lusts this weekend might be piqued and titillated and tormented, and lovingly satisfied. Yes, he wanted her on display all weekend long, that teasing body of hers constantly available before his ravenous eyes. Oh, it was so wickedly arousing to think of dressing her like this, all for his own purposes, all just to tease and tantalize and excite him!
Smiling at his own naughtiness, he added some negligees as well. First, of course, he packed that red silk teddy, the flouncy one trimmed with delicate black lace which she had worn on the night that she finally initiated him into the perverse joys, the unspeakable degradation, the sweet surrender of his new existence as s**
