Free Wild Ride: Lance and Tammy by Lietha Wards

polite and waited patiently while she was in store after store trying on dresses.  She actually felt guilty, but he never indicated any impatience.  Like her, he seemed to have pride in his job. She’d thanked him numerous times for his help. He always replied that she was welcome and it was no inconvenience.
    Vern held the hanger with a dress in an enclosed opaque cover, and she had a store boutique bag of extras. She really enjoyed herself, but couldn’t help feel a little guilty. She actually did buy the dress herself, but used his card for the shoes. It had been years since she indulged, and it wasn’t with her money.  Yet, Lance didn’t even seem the least bit affected when Vern handed him the hanger and read the script of the shop she’d bought it from on the cover. He lifted his brows and looked at her as if to say ‘good girl’. She blushed again. “I bought it myself Lance, but you did purchase me a stunning pair of shoes,” she felt the need to explain.  Really, he seemed satisfied that she at least took his offer in some way.  It eased her guilt a little.
    “That’s fine.” He then thanked Vern and dismissed him before heading down the hall to her room. “This way Tam.”
    She followed him because she didn’t know which one was hers.  She was certain the penthouse had more than two rooms. It turned out, he’d put her in the one right beside his.  She felt a thrill go through her. 
    “Next to mine, it’s the biggest,” he explained nonchalantly, as he laid the bag containing the dress across the end of the bed.
    “It’s beautiful.” Like with everything else in the house it was decorated with soft tone blues and greys.  It was masculine, but welcoming. “I like it.”
    “I thought you would.  How about you get ready, and meet me in the great room. I’ll give you a tour.”
    “I’d love that.”
    Being on her own, and on a fixed budget, and meeting tight schedules, had trained her to get dressed in record time.  Her short hair made it easier.  Within twenty minutes she was ready.  Well, she had to hand it to him, he knew fashion. She swirled around in the dressing room in front a full length mirror. The dress spun around her ankles showing her three inch silver heels, which he’d bought.  She couldn’t remember the last time she’d paid four hundred dollars for a pair of shoes. A small piece of her was thrilled at the indulgence. Furthermore, her figure was definitely flattered by this gorgeous dress.  Her shoulders were bare and her neck looked elegantly long with the short hair.  She didn’t go with the open back, but chose one with a hidden bustier which enhanced her small waist, but she was quite slender to begin with.  Her breasts were pushed up slightly like they would be with a push up bra. They weren’t big, but they weren’t small either.  She lifted and adjusted them through the material. She never gave much thought to them before, but she honestly wondered what kind of breasts Lance preferred.  Tessa was well endowed, but she had an hourglass figure. So they suited her. Elaina was a little taller than Tessa, but not as slender as Tammy was and possessed that same hourglass figure.  Tammy was taller than both of them and the heels added another three inches to her five-seven height. She retrieved a Ziploc bag from her luggage with the only jewelry in the world that she owned.  Her grandmother’s pearls also given to her through the will.  She donned the necklace and matching earrings.  Then she put on a little makeup and after one final look, went to find Lance.
    Like he said, he was in the great room waiting. It was at the other end of the long wide hall, past the door to the private landing of the elevator.  She paused. The room was enormous.  There were massive windows at the far wall that overlooked the streets and other building tops in the neighborhood.  The ceilings must’ve been over twelve feet high with scalloped edges, much like his