Dinner for two. | Kevin x Hazel
KEVIN JAMESON‌:
Touch, even little touches, they could mean many things. One thing was sure, she had her role down perfectly, anyone who would see them wouldn’t think he was with an escort at all. Not that he minded if they did, he never hid his lifestyle after all. “Hmm, can’t wait to see what you’ll pick. I do like being surprised.” He mused, looking down at her fingers that were travelling over his chest, feeling her lips brush against his earlobe. “Keep doing that and we might not even leave this car.” Kevin whispered, yet loud enough for the driver to hear as he had definitely seen him glance in the rear view mirror a few times. This was a game, a game he loved to play. Knowing someone was watching or could be watching gave a little extra rush to things.Â
The car slowed down in front of the tailoring shop where he had placed his order. “Thank you.” He said to the driver and got out of the car, holding Hazel’s hand to help her step out as well. “This shouldn’t take long.” He said while they made their way to the entrance and stepped inside. “Hi, I’m here to pick up an order I placed earlier.” He said and gave his name. Soon his new suit was brought in for his approval. “Perfect.” He mused, handing over his credit card. The suit was packed into a sleeve to keep it nice and perfect as it was. “think I’ll put it on when you try on some things, we might as well head for dinner right after this little shopping trip.” He mused as he placed his arm around Hazel to lead her back out of the store. “Time to get you ready.” He grinned as they walked along the street towards the store he had in mind, which had many things he’d like to see her in.Â
What was truly going on between them was bound to remain a secret that nobody would find out. At least not for the hours she was booked by him. The playful, intrigued way in which his eyes glinted as he eyed her, let her know he very much so enjoyed their play. Call it a hunch, but she could only assume the fact they had an audience reeled him on further. It was one thing they certainly had in common. “Oh yeah?” she questioned, her voice coming out smooth as velvet but with a flirty, almost challenging undertone. Her hand didn’t falter, neither did her posture or the expression on her face that gave out the fact she was enjoying this. Instead, her tongue flicked ever so slightly against his lobe. “Is that a promise?” she whispered playfully in his ear. Only then did she pull back to eye him with innocence that didn’t match the fantasies running through her head. The driver could hear them, that much was apparent. “But then what would become of our poor driver? We don’t want to shock him, do we? What if he drives us into a poll?” Hazel hues flicked to the employee then, whose nervous expression cracked by a slight smile. Hers was comfortable and bemused. Just like that, she’d let him know they wouldn’t make it too hard for him to do his job while Kevin would become aware of the fact she’d be more than willing to try a scandalous act in front of an audience.Â
Just like he promised, him inspecting and buying the suit he’d already ordered didn’t take long. Soon, the two of them were walking down the streets of New York with a newfound mission: getting her ready into something that’d push their dinner further down the things they wanted to do together. “You’ll make me struggle to focus on finding clothes for me, aren’t you?” Being in love was such an exciting and overwhelming experience. What was better than sharing moments with someone who enticed you enough so that you wanted to hear them talk for hours, but at the same time tempted you so much you couldn’t wait to get your hands on them? “I know I’ll have a hard time keeping my eyes and hands off you, so.. I know exactly what to wear to return the favor,” she mused with a cheeky wink. “How’bout we start with the lingerie?”











