Chapter Four
“No but’s,” Mia interrupted. She moved brusquely to the bra display and began digging through the drawers. Mia selected five eventually, 2 silk, 2 satin and one darling one in red lace. Her mouth was watering by the time she finished, imagining those succulent t**s Heather had been hiding from her. Beneath that lust burned a frightening rage at her PA’s good for nothing husband.
“What kind of panties do you wear? Bikini or thong?” Mia said, grinning wickedly as Heather blushed and lowered her eyes.
“I usually just get whatever is cheapest at Wal-Mart,”
“In that case we will try a few pairs of each to see which you like better,” Mia said and proceeded to pick some out. Digging through the basket she selected the black stockings, garterbelt, bra and a tiny black thong. She t
