one long red nail, Fliss stood uncertainly in the bedroom doorway. Should she wait for him to come upstairs? She could be waiting for some time, he may work in his study for several more hours. Was it acceptable during seduction to throw yourself semi-clothed across your husband’s desk or would he be slightly miffed that you had creased some important paperwork?
Tiptoeing uncertainly onto the landing, Fliss decided he was definitely in the kitchen, not a room she had considered when playing out various seduction scenes in her head. It was a tad cold in there, lots of tiles, granite surfaces and metal. If she was going to lounge against a wall, letting her dressing gown slip from one shoulder as she sent her husband a tempting look, she would prefer to be somewhere warmer.
Fliss waited for him to move to another room, wondering what was taking him so long. The least he could do was co-operate in his seduction and come upstairs to find his beautiful, sexy wife laid casually across their very comfortable bed. Fidgeting with impatience, she crept to the top of the staircase. The kitchen was the first door to the right and she could hear Jasper rattling around. He must be hungry, she decided. She’d heard the fridge open so maybe he was making a sandwich after all. Wrinkling her nose, she tried to decide what to do. What if he had a ham sandwich in his hand as she erupted on the scene, trying to look alluring. Did it matter? Could a seduction be carried out if one of them was holding a sandwich or would empty hands be needed to fully participate? Maybe if he was really hungry, he would prefer a ham sandwich to his wife, even if she was wearing a corset. The kitchen and the possibility of food becoming involved was not ideal but there was only so long Fliss could dither around on the landing and apart from anything else, she was freezing.
Shivering, she decided that she had prevaricated enough. She was going downstairs and if Jasper was determined to stay in the kitchen then she would have to join him there, dealing with the ham sandwich in whatever way seemed proper once she arrived. She was cold and her nerve was failing. If she didn't do this now she would have wasted over a hundred pounds and still have a problem with her marriage.
Taking a deep breath and wishing she had pulled on some socks, Fliss slipped quietly down the stairs, her nerves hammering in her chest as she pushed the kitchen door gently so it opened enough to let her slip inside and lounge in the doorframe.
The fridge door was wide open and Jasper was looking inside its depths.
‘Hello sexy,’ she purred. This had better be worth it, she thought, gritting her teeth and feeling gut-wrenchingly uncomfortable. ‘I've been waiting for you.’
The rustling noise in the fridge stopped and Fliss waited for Jasper to peer round the door.
‘I've missed you,’ she cooed, getting into her role a little more. ‘Now you’re here I expect you to make it up to me.’
Silence. His feet were visible beneath the fridge door but he was standing very still, no doubt waiting to see what she would say next, leaving her to whisper and flirt whilst he played hard to get. The problem was, she wasn’t used to it.
‘Come on then, you sexy man,’ she tried, racking her brain for something slightly more tempting, ‘come and see what you’ve been missing.’
Nothing. Fliss bit her lip, she could do with some input, it was proving more difficult than she’d imagined standing half-naked in the kitchen and flirting with someone hiding behind a fridge. Perhaps Jasper didn't understand he had to join in, after all, this was fairly new to both of them.
‘So,' she carried on with more determination than allure, ‘are you going to, er, have a look?’
Not exactly sexy but she was beginning to lose the flow. ‘I can promise it will be worth it,’ she added desperately.
The fridge door started to move slowly and Fliss let out a sigh of relief. It would be much better if this were more of a two-person conversation. She hoped he would leave the ham in the fridge. She didn't need anything else to worry about.
‘Come on then,’ she encouraged, keeping her voice low and husky which was hurting her throat slightly. ‘Come out, where I can see you. I’ve got exciting things planned