She could have

She nods her head and grunts in response.

The following 25 minutes felt like an eternity for Nicole. Her heart was pounding and her panties were soaked. Every red light seemed to last forever and she was confident that if anyone looked in, they would know what was going on. Finally, the entrance to the mall was in sight and Nicole was right on the edge.

"Bummer," Huck mutters under his breath. Nicole suddenly feels a stab of guilt. A little voice tells her it would be better not to disappoint him. She slows as she wrestles with this moment. And she stops fighting. The orgasm breaks free. Nicole cums hard as she navigates into the spot. She stops inches from the car in front of her.

If Huck knew she lost on purpose, he didn't show it. He says, "I'm going to make you such a sexy whore," he says with a devilish grin. Nicole sees the grin from the corner of her eye but can't face him. She stares at the steering wheel with the plug tightly clenched between her teeth. Now that the orgasm is fading, she can only judge herself. Why does she keep doing this? Why does she always make it worse?

"Before we go in, why don't you put that plug where it belongs?" He says, making an obscene gesture with his hands. Nicole's face flushes and she can feel her pussy quivering. She knows what she has to do.

Slowly, she reaches down and starts to guide the plug into her anus. It takes her several tries to get it in, the drool from the drive making the task easier. When it is finally inside, she takes a deep breath. "I really do need to get some new clothes for work," she says, averting her eyes.

He opens the door. "Oh, we'll get you some working clothes, don't worry," he releases his annoying guffaw again.

Nicole is frozen in her seat. She's still struggling with what she allowed to happen. Huck comes around to her side and opens the door. He reaches out a hand. "Come on, baby, the mall awaits." Nicole takes his hand and allows him to guide her from the seat. Once out, she tries to pull away, but he keeps holding her hand, leading her toward the entrance. Nicole realizes he intends to hold her hand publicly. Everyone will see her with this disgusting pig of a man. She hates it, but her asshole squeezes on the plug.

The mall had seen better days. The pandemic and online shopping led to many well-known shops dropping their leases. Still, there were a handful of stores with decent work clothes. Nicole tried her best to lead Huck into one of those. Instead, he kept leading her by the hand, looking into stores she'd prefer, and saying "nope," "nah," or "not your style."

Nicole grew increasingly frustrated as they walked. Finally, they ended up at the quietest end of the mall and in front of one store tucked away in the corner. The name "FLAUNT IT" screamed in bright pink and green neon colors from above the shop. The window was filled with clubbing clothes glowing under blacklights - not a stitch of professionalism. "This looks about right," Huck said.

"Huck, uhm, I mean, honey, I don't think..."

"Shhh, we had a bet, didn't we? And in typical pervert fashion, you chose to let me win. So I think that you do think this is perfect. Lead the way." He releases her hand and gives her a little push forward on the small of her back.

Nicole whimpered. He knew that in her moment of aroused vulnerability, she chose to orgasm. He always saw through her. The clerk ignores the oddly matched couple as they enter. "Over there," he said, motioning toward the shoes. Nicole was actually happy about that. She wanted some new pumps for work. Her eyes landed on a cute pair of deep-red Mary Janes. As she reaches for them, Huck states, "perfect." She looks.