What about her clothing?

"I am still naked here, that fucker took my bikini with him when he left," Vixxen said. "I am comfortable enough naked, but I am not sure I want to hang around and spend the day that way."

"Nothing to worry about my dear," Larry replied. He produced a few nice dresses still in the packaging from the store and laid them across his sofa for Vixxen to look over. "I hope one of these will fit."

She looked them over, all size four, just about right. They might be tight, but she liked tight, and she smiled, these were nice, she didn't spend this kind of money on clothing most of the time. "Not too bad," Vixxen replied. "How did you get these here? And it is a pretty good guess on my size."

"Everything is easy when you have money, my dear," he replied. "The building concierge tends to be able to find just about anything, legal and illegal if the money is right."

"I told him what I needed and gave him some money, and as he usually does, he produced results." Larry continued, "Get to know your building personnel when you live in a place like this, it pays off."

She went off to the restroom with the three dresses and ended up choosing a very nice grey dress. It was high cut, and while it showed no cleavage, it did accent her breasts quite well, as well as her ass.

She turned in the mirror, she looked pretty good, this would do.

She walked out and saw Larry's approving stare and gave him a turn to show him the dress from different angles. "Very nice, very nice Vixxen."

"So I would guess you need to get off to work Larry? I can get a cab to take me home." Vixxen replied.

"Not today Vixxen, I had hoped to get to know you a little better, I am off for today." He replied to her, "perks of being the boss. I am taking some time off as well, a bit of a vacation."

What was his game here, Vixxen wondered. There seemed to be more to this than he let on, had Mason promised something else?

"What do you expect of me Larry?" She asked the older man, "You spent some real money on these dresses, what is it you have in mind here, what am I expected to do for it?"

Larry frowned a bit, he didn't want it to go this way. "You didn't have to do anything last night, I hope you did it by choice and not because your husband asked you to. And nothing has been promised for today or any other day, nothing at all darling."

"Last night was a very good night Vixxen, I enjoyed myself more than I have for a while." He continued, "Beyond that dear, I wanted to try and show you an enjoyable week, maybe two, I think you deserve it."

"I don't know that anyone deserves anything like that, but why me?" She replied.

"I gather that Mason isn't taking care of you sexually, and he left you with me last night," Larry said. "He took your swimsuit off of you, leaving you naked at a party without him, with the expectation that we would have sexual relations."

"As much as I enjoyed it, that is not normative behavior Vixxen," he continued. "And you said he doesn't enjoy you performing oral sex on him. Having experienced what you can do, I find that very odd."

Vixxen wasn't responding, he could not read where she was on this. How honest should he be? How much of her life with her husband was his business? Not very much of it he thought if any. He could not tell her that he knew Mason was cheating on her, maybe with his secretary right now.

"Vixxen you should have a good time yourself from time to time, you have the right to be satisfied. Satisfied with your life, your self-image, and your sexuality." He continued, trying not to get into details. He knew well that her husband was cheating on her with his secretary, and had with many strippers and escorts.

"Who says I am not satisfied with life?" Vixxen asked, a bit sharply.

"Your eyes darling, your body last night," Larry replied. "When was the last time a man brought you to orgasm?"