A Diamond Necklace

Two bottles of milk. Cold, heavy, old-fashioned glass bottles that went straight into the fridge. And there, nestled at the bottom of the bag, a small pink velvet box.

"Oh, Porkums," she said, the nickname slipping easily from her lips. "I'm married!"

She opened it anyway.

It glittered, a chain of white and pink stones, the little lights playing across her face. For a moment, the Invisible Woman had no words. She stared at them like a magpie.

The next moment she was on her way to her bedroom, limping slightly in her haste, to find the bedroom mirror. To pull her golden hair back and fix the clasp about her neck.

The sight of herself in the mirror, bedazzled with that string of diamonds, took her breath away for a moment. She couldn't remember the last time that Reed had simply given her jewels. Guilt immediately filled her brain. This gift was too much. She couldn't keep it. Porkum had obviously gotten the wrong idea about their relationship. It wouldn't do for a married woman to receive a diamond necklace. People would...would...would think...

Her eyes caught on the dazzle of the gems at the hollow of her throat. She felt the thirst catch her throat. Hobbled back to the fridge, needing a glass of milk right this second.

She sucked it down in a single draught, the cold, slightly sticky, slightly runny liquid coating her throat and filling her stomach. Sue gave a shudder and licked her lips, savoring every last drop, nipples suddenly hard and pussy wet.

Her hand went to the necklace.

"Next week," she said. "When I go back for more next week, I'll give it back. I'll explain. I'm married, I can't..."

Sue didn't finish the thought. Because for the life of her, in that moment, she couldn't really think of why she couldn't accept the gift.