Kip stopped and turned toward her, causing ripples in the flow of pedestrians on the way to this place or that. Annie stopped also and cocked her head toward him.
“Well, do you?” Kip asked, seriously.
Annie cracked a smile, and then they both broke out into a laugh again.
“I didn’t think so,” Kip said. They resumed their walk.
“Actually, I lied again. I have no life. Where are we going to eat?”
“Well, for what I had in mind we are not dressed right,” Kip said looking down at his jeans and leather jacket. “We should head back up to the hotel room and change.”
“Kip, I have no clothes there.”
“Ah, a dilemma,” Kip said, holding up a finger. “We could just stay there and not wear anything then.”
“True,” Annie said. “But like I said, I am famished.”
We could eat each other, Kip thought.
“Alrighty then,” Kip said spinning around on the street, looking around him. Then he spied the fix. “Come with me?” He did not wait for an answer. He grabbed Annie’s hand and led her out into traffic, which was pretty much standing still anyway, and across the street. He pulled her into a boutique.
When they walked back out onto the busy walk a half an hour later Annie was carrying her skirt, top and panties, bra and shoes in a canvas bag with the words Monshelle’s Boutique on it. She was now wearing a black backless dress with spaghetti straps that looked too thin and weak to keep her chest covered in a strong wind. Luckily the weather had lightened up. The dress was short, and she pulled it down when she stepped onto the concrete. The thing barely covered the curves of her perfect heart shaped ass. Kip saw her adjust the dress and saw a lot more flesh than he’d expected. He looked closer. Then he stepped up beside her and threw his arm around her, steadying her on the uneven pavement as she struggled slightly in her new heels.
“So, you couldn’t find any panties that you liked?” He asked, grinning.
Annie spoke without turning her head toward him. “I didn’t look for any.”
Annie sat on the sofa while Kip disappeared in the bedroom. She kicked her feet up on the coffee table and twisted her feet back and forth, admiring her new shoes. Then she looked down at her dress. She realized that everything on her body had set Kip back thirteen hundred dollars. The panties, if she had bought them, would have put the bill at just over fourteen hundred. She smiled at the thought. Her ex was an attorney, but not a good one. And her work as a freelancer didn’t bring in much income. They had lived beyond their means since the day they were married, and they didn’t live that well. She could not imagine coming home with over thirteen hundred dollars worth of clothes. The thought of it made her giddy.
Just then the door burst open and Jack barged in. His large frame filling the doorway before it closed behind him. He bounced over to Annie, who realized that the way she was sitting was giving Jack a great view, which would explain the way his eyes were glued to her thighs. She adjusted.
“Hello Jack, come on in.” Annie smiled.
Jacks eyes finally met hers, having had trouble pulling up from her short skirt. “Hiya, Annie. Uh, where’s Kip?” He looked around the room, then at the open door to his room. He started to walk that way. “Kip!” he yelled out.
“I hear you Jacky, I hear you. The whole God damned floor of the hotel can hear you,” sounded Kip’s voice from the room beyond.
“Yeah, well, I have some pretty amazing news. It’s worth shouting about.” Jack said. He stopped just before entering Kip’s room.
“Alright, let’s have it then,” Kip said. “But if it’s about a party, Annie and I aren’t coming. We have a date.”
Jack turned around and looked at Annie still sitting on the couch. She shrugged and pulled her lips back into a smile.
“A date? Like a dinner and a movie kind of thing?” Jack asked.
Kip finally emerged from the room, he was wearing a suit. Jacket and tie and all. His hair was slicked back, and he was holding a towel to his neck, letting it suck up the blood from the nick he’d left there while shaving.
“Yeah, Jacky, Like I said. A date.” He threw the towel over to jack so that it would fall over his head. Jack pulled it off and started spinning it in his hand, attempting to make it a weapon.
“And we’re about to be off” Kip held out his hand to Annie to pull her to her feet. “So, what’s the big news?”
Jack turned away from them slowly and let his head fall in mock rejection. “Well, if you’re about to be off and all, I guess it can wait until tomorrow or the next day,” he said.