The next day dragged by in a haze of anticipation and dread. Nora went through the motions of her day, serving coffee and smiling at customers, but her mind was entirely focused on what was going to happen that night. She went home at five and took a long shower. She shaved her legs and her p***y until they were completely smooth. She washed her hair and dried it carefully. She moisturized her skin with a vanilla-scented lotion. She put on the black silk slip dress again, with nothing underneath. She waited.
At exactly eight o'clock, the knock came. Nora opened the door and Marcus stepped inside without a word. He closed the door, locked it, and walked over to the kitchen counter. He leaned against it and looked at her with those piercing grey eyes. "Take off the dress."
Nora pulled the
