.."A wicked smirk came over her face as she gripped the front face of thebox and yanked it off, the bright colours peeling away to reveal a simplewhit... canvas."As great as it is to finally have an assistant, I'm afraid our volunteerdoesn't really LOOK the part, does he?" she giggled devilishly."Wait, what?" Jeremy asked, craning his neck round as much as his prisonwould let him."Let's fix that!" she giggled, and with a brief flick of her wrist atypical black and white magician's wand appeared. He smiled and told me “no charge and come back any time”I picked up the two large drinks and headed for the door. I thought to myself “wow that was different, a little strange but very arousing”. As I walked to the car, heels clicking and cars passing I could feel the evening breeze between my legs. It felt real good blowing on my naked clit as I walked to the car. My husband had moved the car to the furthest spot in the parking lot and nearest to the road. I went to get in but he would not. At times he was sure she saw him watching, but he must have been wrong as she didnt change her behaviour. And no matter how he tried he couldnt look away. When she came over to him at the end of the time and leant down to check what he had done he could smell her, and the brush of her arm as she accidently touched him sent shivers down his body, he was so scared she’d be able to see his hard on under his trousers. But again she didnt seem to notice. She left the room first, and seemed to. ”“We’d need to get a variety of cameras,” I said.“Why? We can start by just using a phone,” she said. She pulled hers out and whirled it in the air.“Shit!” I groaned. “I forgot about your phone. They can track it.”“But they’re not looking for me,” she said.That was true. If anyone had been watching her, they’d have crashed through our motel room door hours ago.“Better safe than sorry,” I said. “When we meet again, you need to leave the phone somewhere else.”“Okay. But I can take some pictures.