Court Record Chapter Eight - Sex Stories

Court Record Chapter Eight

... were at Evenrude Institute for at least one entire August weekend and several people saw them present for the last concert of the year. Also, court depositions indicated there was no evidence that Sarah was doing anything against her will, or they were trying to hide or deny their relationship in any way. Concerts at Evenrude Institute are not casual events, but the amphitheater is open air giving everything a wonderful summer casual feeling. Normal attire could be described as smart casual; with the ladies wearing attractive summer dresses and the men wearing sport coats with open neck or tie. When it became clear they were going to the Detroit Symphony concert, Scotty wanted to assure Sarah had just the right thing to wear. He drove them in to town one morning and enlisted Anne, the friendly clerk as his expert. Clem detailed where they were going, how long they were staying and what events they would be attending. In the end he spent more time selecting Sarah’s outfits than he had ever spent in a store buying anything. Now at the hotel getting ready for the Detroit Symphony concert, Clem’s anticipations grew rapidly. Sara was going to look great. His work with Anne was going to come together now. Scotty dressed while Sarah was in the shower. As she was drying following her shower Clem announced he was going out to sit in the lobby. He wanted to see Sarah only after she was completely ready. He wanted the shock effect he felt he deserved. “Listen little lady, I picked ...

... these thing out and I know you are going to look like a million bucks, and I want the full shock affect. I’ll give you twenty minutes and then come back to see the results. If you are not completely ready that will be ok.” Rather than waiting until he returned, Sarah hurried and was finished and on her way out as soon she finished her hair. The mirror told her how successful Scotty had been in selecting her things, and she wanted to see his reaction in public. She loved him so, and knew him so well; she knew this was going to knock his socks off. She was breath taking. She looked so tall, so shapely and so wonderfully exciting. She had put her long blonde hair up on her head in a most sensual mature manner. No one could possibly guess her age and that was the plan. As she walked into the lobby there were several people milling around; the concert was just an hour away. From his chair, Clem could see her coming down the hall. He wanted to go to meet her, but he had a hard time standing. It seemed like time stood still as she moved seductively into the lobby and directly across to him. Every eye turned in her direction and followed her step by step. Clem could feel emotion welling up in his face as she approached, across the endless space, and reached for his hand. Her comment was quiet, but loud enough for many to hear, “I am yours, lover. Do you like the product? If you don’t it’s your entire fault, you made me what I am.” That evening, Clem was dressed in a tailored black ...