© 2011, All rights reserved – mimaster
Ann stood in front of the car, frozen in place. I was still inside, grinning at her through the windshield, waiting for her to take off yet another piece of clothing to place on the hood.
I’d relented, letting her walk to the front of the car so that it would block her from view as she did what I was ‘making’ her do. She’d already taken off her leather miniskirt and the vest she’d been wearing. All that was left was the mesh top, which didn’t hide anything. Yet for some reason, Ann was hesitant to take it off, knowing when she did she’d have to do something else.
I motioned for her to hurry up and she finally removed it, leaving her in just her heels, her leather collar and the gold chain binding her nipples together. Meanwhile, I tried to decide what I wanted to do with her next. Actually I knew…I just didn’t know how I wanted to do it at first. I settled on having her back up as I drove forward a little, turning the car so that she was still hidden, but with my door now facing her.
Opening it, I had Ann come over, turning her around so that her back was to me. Reading my mind, she never even waited to be asked. I watched as she glanced back over her elegant shoulder and put her arms behind her back for me. A minute or two later, she once again had her wrists bound by some of the white rope I’d been using on her for what seemed like days.
“You’re getting really good at that,” she said nervously as she watched me finish tying the knot.
“So are you,” I said as I reached between her legs, feeling her wet pussy with my fingers.
“Oh…God…please, Neil. Let me cum.”
“Will you do everything I tell you to do tonight?” I asked, wanting to see how she’d react.
She never hesitated. Her need for sexual gratification overpowered whatever good judgment there might have been left in her sexy little head, no doubt influenced by my fingering her pussy at the time.
“Yes…I’ll do anything…and everything. Please, baby…I need to cum!”, she panted desperately.
It wasn’t what I expected at all. Yes, it was big, and it as old. It was even grand in some ways. But I had driven down the long gravel road to Carol’s house thinking that I’d see a Colonial structure, based on the area and its history. Instead of seeing the large white pillars, the telltale windows for the attic jutting out of the roofline, and chimneys at each end, there was a stone house nestled in the grove of huge oak and maple trees. It was still very old, and certainly impressive. But it wasn’t what I expected, and that took me by surprise.
It was a two-story house, with a huge arched entryway at the front door and black shingles on top. The dark gray stones of the outer walls were huge, the mortar holding them together a grayish white, giving the place more of a contemporary look than the Civil War ear structures that dotted the local landscape. But there were still signs that the setting was from the Colonial era, like the big carriage house just off the back of the main house, and the cannon in the front yard.
I walked up to the large black front door, letting out a laugh as I looked the huge metal ring hanging from it. I immediately thought of a scene from ‘Young Frankenstein’, where Gene Wilder as Dr. Frankenstein sees two of them and says ‘What knockers’. His assistant looks at her impressive chest and responds “Why, thank you Doctor’, in a thick German accent.
As I banged the metal ring against the door, my mind was wandering as I thought of other scenes from what was one of my favorite Mel Brooks movies. That, in turn, caused me have a goofy grin on my face when the door finally opened. My grin disappeared as my jaw dropped along with my eyes gazed up and down at Carol.
She looked ravishing; her long, silky black hair pulled up on top of her head. I wanted to ravish her amazing body, which was leaning against the edge of the door, her right arm reaching high above her head as she held it open for me.
“Hello Neil,” she cooed in a sexy voice.
“Good afternoon, Miss Shade. Nice swimwear,” I joked as I eyed her microscopic leopard print g-string bikini along with the matching 4-inch leopard print heels she was wearing.
“I don’t intend to swim in this, Neil. I wore it to entice you.”
“Mission accomplished. But then again, you could have worn anything and done that.”
“Aw…that’s so nice of you to say. Actually, I bought this right after the divorce. I used it as motivation to get my body back the way I wanted it. This is the first time I’ve ever had it on.”
“Yeah…I wanted you to be the first one to see me in it,” she said with a wink. “I’m also hoping you’ll be the first one to see me out of it. Well, you and Ann. Where is she, anyway? She is coming, right?”
“Well, Annabelle came just a couple of minutes ago…she’s probably recovering. And I’m pretty sure we’ll both have Anna cumming again later,” I laughed.
“What? Seriously…where is she?” Carol said, craning her neck to look past me.
“She’s just taking a little walk to cool off. She’ll be here in a little while. Aren’t you going to invite me in?”
“What? Oh…sure. Are you sure Ann’s okay?”
“It’s Annabelle right now. And yes, she’s fine. “
“Oooo…kay. Well, come in and let me show you around.”
The inside of the house was rustic, and yet elegant. The elegant hardwood floors throughout made the clicking of Carol’s heels echo off the walls of the big, open rooms. The front of the house was a bit on the dark side from the shade provided by the grove of trees. There was the dining room and the living room, each with a humongous stone fireplace. And there was also what Carol called her reading room.
The back part of the house was filled with light, mostly because it seemed to be all windows. At least, there were a lot of windows, and they all seemed to be huge, with no curtains of any kind. The kitchen was the size of a large garage, with more appliances than I had ever seen. Carol said that cooking was one of her hobbies, which was what led to her weight gain when she got depressed. There was also a very large entertainment room. While the house was old and, well, rustic…Carol’s furnishings were very contemporary, and I knew Ann would feel right at home.
“So, this house has been in your family for a while?” I asked.
“Yes. For generations, actually.”
“It…it surprised me. I was expecting…”
“A plantation,” she laughed.
“Well, yeah…I guess. I was certainly thinking it would be more Colonial.”
“The original house was. It burned down in 1905. My Great Great Grandfather built this in its place. Of course, it’s been remodeled a dozen times since then…mostly inside, but there’ve been a couple changes made on the outside over the years.”
“And it’s yours now?”
“Yeah. I got it from my Daddy.”
I smiled when I heard how she referenced her father…and I had to remind myself I was in the south, no matter how deep it was. “How?” I said under my breath, wondering how such an amazing place, and the surrounding acres and acres of land became Carol’s.
“I guess you can say I inherited it.”
“Oh…I’m so sorry.”
Carol laughed and said, “Daddy’s not dead, Neil. He and Mom moved to South Carolina. Wanted warmer weather, but didn’t want to go to Florida.”
“So…they gave it to you?”
“No…I inherited it. Early.”
“So you’re an only child, then.”
“No, I’ve got three sisters,” she grinned.
“So, have a seat, and I’ll explain.”
Carol had me sit on a barstool, handing me a beer from the huge double door refrigerator behind the wet bar in the entertainment room. She leaned over, her big tits, hanging low…dragging her erect nipples across the wooden top. She opened her own bottle and took a long sip.
“Okay…the way it works is, the house, and the land, have to stay in the family. No matter what.”
I nodded and said, “Alright…that explains why you have the house and your ex doesn’t.”
“Uh huh…no judge was going to give it to him. Besides, I had it before we got married. Anyway, the house and the land get passed down from generation to generation, and it’s supposed to go to the oldest son. In fact, I’m the first daughter to ever inherit it,” she said proudly.
“I guess because my Daddy messed up and only had girls,” she giggled. “But I was pretty much a tomboy growing up anyway, and since I’m the oldest, it went to me.”
“Wow…that’s so cool.”
“Yeah…it is now. But there was a big blowup about it. My Uncle Billy said the house should go to HIS son, because it supposed to stay in the family.”
“Uh…aren’t you family?”
“Yeah…but I’m not a man. He thinks it should always be owned by a Shade, and if I got it, my name could change. I got his point. It DID change for a while when I was married, and that’s another reason I changed it back after the divorce. But I told him at the time that if it works for Kings and Queens, then the same system should work for our family too. So, I started calling this the House of Shade. That kind of settled things down a little.”
“Well, the place is amazing. How big is it?”
“The house, or the land?”
“The house is almost three thousand square feet; it sits on 40 acres.”
“You have to take care of all of it?”
“I only take care of the yard. The land kind of takes care of itself. And with just being me, the house doesn’t get too messy. Well, the cats make a mess sometimes, but they’re outside more than they are in. The pool and the hot tub take more time to clean than the house.”
I stared out the back windows, looking at the big patio made from the same huge stone slabs that were used on the walls of the house. There were a dozen steps that led down to a huge in ground pool that for some reason I’d overlooked. The stone went around the pool, which was surrounded by rock wall similar to the one out by the road. I’d noticed the huge hot tube on the patio, mostly because of the idea of what I might be doing in it later, and I kind of stopped there.
“I didn’t even SEE the pool!”
“Yeah…I had that put in right after I took possession of the place. You and Ann are welcome to come out any time you want to use it. No strings attached.”
“What that hell does that mean?”
“It means that after today, I don’t expect anything…sexually, from either of you. I really don’t expect it today. Whatever happens tonight happens. But I don’t want either of you to think that we’re only friends because of, well, you know.”
I reached out and touched Carol’s hand, squeezing it tenderly. “You know, Carol…let’s see how tonight goes. I appreciate you saying that, but Ann made a deal with you, and I know she’s really looking forward to this. So am I. And we’re always going to be friends, whether we have sex or not.”
“How can you say that, Neil? I’ve only talked to her on the phone.”
“Carol, you’re friends and you know it. And not just ordinary friends…when Ann makes a friend, it’s for life. So relax.”
“What…what if she doesn’t like me?” she asked bashfully.
I laughed as sipped my beer, but Carol was serious. She was actually scared. Not of having sex with Ann…she was genuinely scared that Ann wouldn’t like her. I could see it in her nervous, green eyes. It was a ridiculous notion, but that didn’t make it any less real to her.
“You’re right, she may not like you. But that’s only because I know she loves you, Carol.”
Carol stood up, her expression changing. “She…loves me?”
“Ann looks at her friends as family, Carol. So yeah…she loves you. We BOTH do.”
“Wow, I guess that makes what we’re probably going to do a little exciting, doesn’t it?”
“What do you think?” I said as I moved my barstool back a little, showing off the bulge in my jeans.
“I knew you’d feel that way,” she snickered. “I just hope Ann feels the same way. No matter what you say, the fact remains I haven’t even MET her yet.”
We both heard the noise at the front door at the same time. It was the knocker, and I wondered how in the hell Ann was using it, what with her hands tied behind her back. But there were three distinct, albeit sporadic knocks.
I stood up and took Carol by the hand, leading her through the large opening from the kitchen to the hallway that led foyer. “You’ll get to meet Ann later. Right now, you get to meet Annabelle,” I smiled.
Carol opened the door and gasped. I could feel Ann smile even though she had her back to us. Actually, she had her upturned ass toward us. She had bent over at the waist, lifting her arms up high to reach the knocker. I would have loved to have seen her have her ass up against the door, having to struggle to lift the ring and let it drop to announce that she’d finally arrived at the house. I wasn’t surprised though. She was so athletically gifted I would have been more stunned if she hadn’t found a way.
When the door opened, she first looked through her open legs. Then she stood up and slowly turned…her deep brown eyes batting as her teeth bit at the corner of her bottom lip.
“Carol…this is Annabelle. Annabelle, say hello to Carol.”
Taking two long, sexy strides, she moved in close, mashing her naked tits against Carol’s body. Leaning in, she pressed her tender lips against Carol’s shocked, gaping mouth, slipping her tongue inside. Pulling back, she exhaled “Hi Carol,” her voice deep and sexy,
“Hi…Annabelle,” Carol responded, her voice nervously cracking from her excitement.
Ann moved in again with her eyes closed, and Carol responded by taking her in her arms and kissing her back. It was one of the most erotic things I’d ever seen, and it was the best introduction ever!
When they finally parted a few moments later, I pulled out the chain leash I had in my back pocket and clipped it to the metal ring on the collar around Ann’s neck.
Handing the end of the leash to Carol, I nodded. “There you go…she’s all yours.”
Ann flashed a sly grin. Carol looked shocked. “What is she?”
“You have Annabelle for one hour. You can do whatever you want to her, and you can have her do whatever you want to you…she has the same safe word you had, Sunshine.”
“But…what am I supposed to do with her?” Carol asked, looking confused.
“I’m sure you’ll figure something out. Why don’t you give her a tour…upstairs?”
God it felt good. Damn good. I felt like I was gliding as I stroked along, going harder and faster than I could ever remember. Back and forth I went, pushing myself as I worked to maintain a steady rhythm. Every muscle in my body was working together, like a symbiotic dance of sorts. I twisted and stretched my frame gracefully as I changed strokes, feeling the energy flowing through me.
“I don’t know why I don’t do this more often,” I thought to myself as I made another acrobatic change in direction. “Huh…probably because I don’t have a pool,” I reasoned soon after.
I was doing laps in Carol’s heated pool, occupying my time while I waited for the hour I’d given the girls to be alone together to be over. Ann and I had gone to Carol’s on the pretense of spending the evening together. More specifically, it was to have a threesome. But since I was still treating Ann as Annabelle on the way there, I decided I wanted them to have some alone time to get to know each other.
Ann and Carol had become friends, even though they’d never met. Yet while they were real friends, honest to goodness caring friends, there was no doubt that lying behind the surface was some sexual tension. After all, Carol had started out by asking for a date with Ann…and me. She’d politely pressed for a threesome, which in and of itself is an interesting way to begin a friendship with another woman.
That circumstance was kind of my reasoning for how I’d introduced them. Carol had been intrigued by Ann’s sexuality. She was drawn to Ann, and Tina before her, by the way they carried themselves. They were open about their love of sex, and of life. Carol had been fascinated by Ann and the lengths to which she went to keep me sexually satisfied, setting up an elaborate adventure for me as I traveled for my interview. The same one that Carol had unwittingly become ensnared in just by being gorgeous, and playing along to my James Bond. Carol found it amazing that Tina had been invited by my fiancée to play a major role in that sex filled weekend.
That led to Carol seeking out a little fantasy of her own, asking in her own unusual way for Ann and me to join in. That led to Carol and Ann talking…and once that happened, there was little doubt that they would become friends. Real friends. Since that bond was founded on the promise that they would eventually have sex together, I thought it was only fair that that’s how they started when they actually met for the first time.
After all, Carol had asked for the threesome, because of Tina eating her. That lit a fire in her; one she wanted to explore more. Tina’s sexual torch lit that same fire in Ann as well. The picture I’d sent Ann of Tina eating out Carol in the parking lot next to the car had begun Ann’s fantasizing too. When she heard about Carol’s proposal, that fantasy took on a life of its own. Ann dreamt of being with Tina…and Carol. Yet she became so nervous about the prospect of disappointing them she felt the need to start practicing, so to speak. And practice she did. While Ann would likely deny it, she was becoming closer and closer to having to be categorized as bisexual. And I, for one, loved the idea of that.
I was finishing another lap, having already done over twenty. I’d stopped counting after that, content to just enjoy the swim. It had been a long time since I’d been skinny dipping, if you could call it that. Carol’s home was so far off the highway that it truly was secluded. There wasn’t another house for almost a mile. There was no fear of getting caught, which was part of the thrill. Still, I was swimming naked in a heated pool on a cool fall evening, and it felt refreshing.
All of that came to a halt when I thought I heard a scream just after I’d flipped in the deep end to change direction. I stopped, treading water wondering if I’d imagined it. Hearing it again I looked to the east in direction of the house. I hadn’t noticed before, but there were huge windows on the back of the house on the second story too, which had to be part of one of the renovations Carol had mentioned. There was more glass than stone on the backside of the house. In fact, the windows on both stories went almost all the way from the ceilings to the floors; just a three-foot section of stone between the upper and lower stories of the house separating them. There were sections of stone between the windows, but the windows themselves were the same size of the rooms.
I looked up, my eyes transfixed on the middle window of the three on the upper floor. By the size, I had to guess it was the master bedroom. That and I could see Carol and Ann inside. I was amazed that I hadn’t noticed them before, but I’d been focused on swimming, trying to keep my mind off what they were doing so that they could be alone that I never looked. Yet now that I heard them, I couldn’t take my eyes off that room.
Carol was at the foot of a huge king sized bed, her ass precariously on the edge of the mattress. Her legs were spread wide, her leopard print heels planted firmly on the floor. Even from a distance, I could see the contours of the muscles in her thighs as she held herself still. Ann was kneeling on the wooden floor, her arms still tied behind her as she ate Carol. In fact, Carol seemed to be making her do it, holding onto the leash, pulling Ann’s face into her wet pussy, forcing her to lick it.
Not that Ann had to be forced. I knew she was looking forward to being with Carol. Yes, she’d been nervous about it, just like Carol had been. So in a way, being Carol’s love slave for a little while made that first encounter somewhat easier. In Ann’s mind, she didn’t have a choice. I’d given her to Carol, telling her she had to do whatever she was told. The way Ann reacted when I’d done that spoke volumes. From the way her body trembled and the wild look in her eyes, I knew she was beyond turned on.
Carol’s body went stiff, her left hand falling back to the mattress to hold herself up, her right hand still pulling hard on the leash. Ann kept munching at Carol’s cunt, making her screamed out a third time. I couldn’t help but wonder if that was the loudest Carol had ever been in that bedroom.
I knew they still had a lot of time left in the hour I’d given them, so I started swimming again. I wasn’t worried about tiring myself out. I’d always found that whenever I rigorously exercised, it actually kind of recharged me. Sure, I’d be a little winded short term, but after about a half-hour, I usually felt energized.
I eventually climbed out of the shallow end of the pool, grabbing the towel that I’d laid there from the big pile Carol had on a table next to the hot tub. Naturally I looked up toward that window, the voyeur in me wanting to peek at what kind of magical scene might be taking place behind the glass. As I stared at Ann and Carol, I never in a million years would have guessed that what I was seeing was actually happening.
Ann was still on her knees with arms tied behind her back. But now her head was flat against the hardwood floor; her left side against the glass. Her angelic face was looking out the window in my direction, staring blankly. Carol was behind her, and she was fucking my fiancée.
Carol was using a strap-on. I could see the black straps around her thighs and her waist, holding it to her body as she slammed her hips back and forth, the thick black cock sliding in and out of Ann’s pussy. Carol’s right hand gripped the chain connected to Ann’s collar, pulling it tightly as she humped the fake cock into Ann’s pussy. She wasn’t choking her, but she was keeping tension on it, letting her know she was in total control. She reinforced that fact by spanking Ann’s left ass check every few strokes, yelling obscenities at her as she fucked her hard and deep.
It was the strangest thing I’d ever witnessed, and yet it was so fucking hot. Ann looked through the glass, her eyes fixed as she surrendered herself, helpless as she let Carol have her way with her. She didn’t have a choice, really. Not unless she said ‘Utah’. Yet Ann had no intention of stopping. She was too close to cumming…I could feel it, even where I was standing.
I was standing by the edge of the pool, the water dripping down my hard, naked body. It was in the lower 60′s, which was warm for late in the day in the middle of October. But there was a slight breeze, which made it feel colder, even more so with my being wet. But I couldn’t find a way to bring the towel up and dry myself off. I was so mesmerized by what I was watching, I couldn’t move. It was like if I did, and they saw me, they’d stop, or maybe Carol would pull down the curtain that appeared to be hanging over the top of the window, tied there in place like it had never been used before.
Normally, my cock and balls would have shriveled up just from swimming, but the pool being heated kept that from happening. It should have still happened when I got out of the water, but what Carol was doing to Ann saw to it that not only didn’t I shrivel, my shaft and balls expanded instead. Holding the towel at my side, my cock started rising, getting fully hard so quickly I felt a rush run through my body.
Ann found my hard cock in her lifeless gaze, my shaft literally pointing up at her from where I was. Her eyes flashed, and I saw a hint of a smile cross her face. Those same eyes suddenly snapped shut, her back arching as she screamed out, announcing to the world that she was cumming. Carol looked at directly at me, her smile wide as she gave an odd little wave. I waved back, shaking my head as I walked up the steps to the patio.
“This evening just got REALLY interesting,” I chuckled out loud.
The sun was just starting to set, and it looked like it was going to be beautiful as it approached the mountains to the west of us. With the fall colors of the leaves covering the mountains, it was already picture perfect. The setting sun was only going to make it more spectacular. It was a little after six, and I was in the hot tub. Actually, so was Ann, sitting across from me with a glass of wine and a sweet, contented look on her face.
“God this feels good,” she sighed as she sank a little lower, getting her shoulders under the water. She had her arms stretched out along the edge; her head leaning back as the water lapped at her neck.
“Are you sore?” I wondered aloud.
“I’m fine baby. Everything was perfect,” she said, talking about her time being Annabelle.
“Are you sure you don’t feel sore?”
Ann closed her eyes, the smile on her face widening. “I feel exactly how I’m supposed to feel after being Annabelle for that long. But this does feel nice. We may need to get one of these.”
“Are you planning on being Annabelle more often?” I asked, wondering where her mindset was, considering she hadn’t bothered to take off the slave collar that was still decorating her long, sexy neckline, only bothering to take off the leash.
“Hmm…not necessarily. I think we’re spacing that part of our lives out pretty well,” Ann replied, opening her eyes to take a sip of the glass of Zinfandel she was holding. “I know I said we’d do it again right after we’re married, and I really want to. Actually, I’ve been thinking about that a lot since we started the other night. But after that, it’s going to be a little while. Is that okay?”
“It’s Anna,” she winked.
I chuckled, thinking about how Ann was always correcting me when I didn’t call her by the name that matched her mood. “Absolutely, Anna. In fact, if you don’t want to do this again, I’ll…”
Ann sat up, and leaned forward a little. She had a concerned look in her eyes, and she said, “Annabelle’s a part of me Neil. I’m not going to let her out that often…but I have to let her out. I hope that’s not something that scares you.”
“Scares me? Anna, I had a great time. I love giving you what you want…I love making you happy. And I REALLY love making you cum.”
“Good…because I loved every single second of it. I can’t tell you how amazing it is to give myself to you like that, including you loaning me out to Carol like you did tonight. ”
“You liked that, did you?” I grinned.
“Liked it…I NEEDED it.”
“How did you need it?”
“Uh…in case you forgot, you never fucked my pussy while I was being your dirty little slut. I know it was just a strap-on, but it felt real enough. God…I came SO hard, baby. And she was so…what’s the word?”
“Yeah. She was really into it…you know I like it rough when I’m Annabelle, but for some reason I didn’t expect that from her. Like I said, I came so hard!”
“I heard,” I laughed. “I’m really glad you enjoyed it. I was worried that you’d freak.”
“Well, I’ve freaked a few times since I started being Annabelle…that’s one of the things I love about being her. You keep coming up with new things to test me. But to be honest, Carol wasn’t one of them. I was actually hoping you’d do something like that. When you had me come to the door the way I did, I had an idea that you might. Still, when you said you were giving me to her…oh my God…I LOVED that feeling.”
“Maybe I should have saved that. I’m going to have to really work to come up with more things to do with you next time.”
“Don’t worry about it. I know you’ll come up with something. You’re so good at making stuff up as you go. I love that about you, because I can’t anticipate anything. I’m always guessing, and that really makes it hot for me.”
“See…even more pressure,” I teased.
“Stop it,” Ann grinned. Her eyes went from concerned, to downright naughty as she squinted a little at me. “Besides, that’s not all I was thinking about while you were torturing me so perfectly.”
“Oh yeah…what’s that?”
“When you were fucking my ass in the hallway at the hotel, I starting thinking about the next time I get to be Barbara,” she said with an evil little laugh.
Before I could come up with anything to say, Carol walked out of the house, still wearing the tiny bikini she had on when she answered the door for me. She had a white cover up draped over her left arm and her cordless phone up against her ear, walking and talking with a huge smile on her face.
“Okay…see you in a half hour…bye,” she said as she turned off the phone. Looking down at the two of us in the water, she pretended to be surprised. “I thought you two would be going at it.”
Ann shook her head. “We can do that anytime. We’re here for you tonight…it would be impolite start without you.”
“Aw…that’s so sweet. Well, dinner will be here in a half-hour. Do we want to start before that, or would you rather wait?”
“Start…I thought we already started,” Ann said with a laugh. “I’m pretty sure I just got fucked…and it felt great.”
“I wouldn’t know…my cock wasn’t real,” Carol said she slipped her shoes off and put the cover up on the table near the towels, picking up the beer she’d left there. “Besides, I was talking about the three of us, not me and you.”
Carol took a couple of steps toward the hot tub and started to climb in.
“Whoa…what are you doing?” I asked.
“I’m joining you…I thought…”
“You thought wrong, Miss Shade. You specifically told us that we would NOT need our bathing suits. You…are overdressed.”
“Uh…the pizza will be here in a little bit. I…”
“Pizza?” Ann asked.
“And salad. It’s really, really good. You’ll love it.”
“You get delivery all the way out here?” I asked.
Carol’s face turned red, a bashful grin appearing that had Ann and me looking at each other, and then back at her. “I didn’t use to,” she said with a mischievous grin.
“What does that mean?” Ann asked.
“I didn’t used to get delivery here. It didn’t start until a little after Neil started.”
Ann sat up higher, her tits coming out of the water, the excitement showing on her face. Motioning with her hand, she practically demanded. “Details, Carol. Give us the details!”
The look in Ann’s eyes told me she was up to something. Actually, she was thinking something as she sipped her wine, contemplating the story that Carol had just told us. Ann was thinking about something naughty…very naughty.
“What time did you say Barry’s going to be here?” she asked, looking at Carol.
“About twenty minutes. Why?”
“Just wondering,” Ann winked.
“I was wondering if you’d like to be Sunshine for the next hour or so.”
Ann knew all about the night I’d tied Carol up and played with her at the hotel. Hell, she listened to the end of it on the phone as I came on Carol’s face before making her cum with a vibrator. Ann used a vibrator of her own, cumming along with her. She knew very well that I’d been calling Carol ‘Sunshine’ that night, just like I called her Annabelle when she submitted to me. There must have been something in the story Carol had told us that had her thinking about that.
I’d finally persuaded Carol to remove what little suit she had on, and she climbed naked into the hot tub, sitting between us…sort of. With the square tub being so big, there was a lot of room…the damn thing seated eight. Ann was across from me, while Carol was to my right and Ann’s left. Relaxing in the hot steamy water, she started telling us about Barry.
Barry, as it turned out, was a grad student at a small little liberal arts college in a nearby town. Nearby, in that it was the closest town to where Carol actually lived. But that was still over fifteen miles away. Carol said he had been a football player, but he stopped playing after his sophomore year to concentrate full time on his studies.
She had gone into that little college town to run some errands and when she’d finished, she decided to treat herself to a pizza from the local little haunt all the students frequented. She said she didn’t get to have pizza that often, because she couldn’t get delivery at her home, and it was always such a pain to get one and bring it home because of the distance, complaining that it was usually cold by the time she got there.
“So, I went into the place, and I went up to the counter and ordered. While I was waiting on the pizza, Barry walked in carrying one of those big bags that keep the pizza warm. It was pretty obvious that he was a delivery boy…well, delivery man. He’s fucking gorgeous,” Carol said with a girlish giggle.
“Okay…so what happened,” Ann asked impatiently.
“Hold on…I’m getting to it. When he started to go back out the door with another delivery, I caught his eye…and he actually stopped a stared. Talk about good for my ego! I mean, I looked pretty good. I had on a short skirt and a tight, low cut top. But I mean, I’m a lot older than him.”
“By what, four years?” I laughed.
“Try six…but he’s got a college full of co-eds to choose from. And believe me, he can choose. He could have any woman he wants.”
“It’s not that big of a school. I had some friends from my old high school in Virginia end up going there.”
“Okay…fine. It’s not that big. But I meant he could have any woman…anywhere. And that doesn’t change the fact that he still stopped and stared at me.”
“You’re right. I didn’t mean to make it sound like he shouldn’t be looking. I would have.”
“Thanks,” she smiled bashfully. “Anyway, I was already feeling REALLY horny before I even got there.”
“How come?” Ann asked, before realizing it was a silly question, since Carol seemed like Ann…horny all the time.
But Carol didn’t think it was silly at all. She simply answered, “Because, I spent the day night before tied to your fiancé’s bed.”
“Ooh…this is getting good. Go on.”
“Well, I tried to play it cool, and I think I did a pretty good job. I looked up at him and smiled…kind of looking him up and down. And I said something like, ‘What does a girl have to do to get a pizza delivered out of the normal delivery area?’ He flashed this crooked smile and said he’d deliver one to me anytime, anywhere.”
“And?” I asked.
“I stood up, grabbed a pen off the counter next to me, and I took his hand. I wrote down my address on his palm and I said, ‘I just placed my order. The name is Shade. If you get it to me while it’s still hot, I’ll make the trip worth it’. Then I licked my lips, winked and walked out of the door. I knew he was looking at me when I got in the car, but I didn’t look back. I just pulled out and left.”
“So what happened?” Ann asked.
“I rushed home and put away some things, and then I turned on the oven,” she giggled.
I looked at Carol, my face questioning what she’d just said. “You turned on the oven?”
She shrugged. “I thought I might want to keep the pizza warm…just in case.”
Ann leaned toward Carol and said, “Just in case what?”
“I was thinking about fucking him. I needed it so bad.”
“Really? Did you do it?”
“Well, he showed up. I’d left my car out front so he’d see it when he drove down the road so he’d know he was in the right place. I’d taken off my bra, thinking I’d play things out and see how they went. But when he knocked on the door, I chickened out.”
“Well, it wouldn’t have made a difference anyway. When I opened the door, he was standing there, with a huge smile on his face. I handed him the money, and he handed me a card. He said something about it not being THAT far out of the way, which was a lie…but he said the days he worked were on the back, and he didn’t have a problem bringing me an order when he was working.”
Ann looked stunned and said, “That’s it? Pretty anticlimactic, Carol.”
“I never said that was it. I could tell he was rushed, probably because he had other deliveries to make, and he’d made a fool of himself by saying he’d bring me my order. I don’t think he counted on me just walking out. I was kind of relieved that he couldn’t stay. But at the same time, I was angry for thinking of something and then backing down. And that little bit of anger got me going again.”
She took a big gulp of her beer, like she was nervous all over again. I touched her arm and said, “Carol, you don’t have to tell us this if you don’t want to.”
She grinned and said, “Are you kidding…I’m just getting to the best part.
“What?” Carol barked; stunned at by what Ann had just asked her.
“Do you want to be Sunshine, and let me take control like you did?”
“Are you serious?”
“If you’ll do what I tell you to do…yeah.”
Carol blushed, and asked, “What do you have in mind?”
“If I told you, it would take the fun out of it. But I will promise you that I’m going to make you do the things you think about doing. The ones you’re too scared to do on your own.”
Carol set her beer on the stone patio behind her head, turning back to us as she slipped her hand underneath the water. Ann and I both knew what she was doing, but we didn’t say anything. We wanted to hear the rest of her story.
“Somehow, I got up enough courage to move closer to Barry. I rubbed up against his hard body, kind of letting the back of my hand touch his bulge. I asked him if he ever considered delivering anything besides pizza. He wasn’t sure if I was serious, so he kind of played it straight. So I just said that if I called, he needed to make sure he had enough time the next time for me to give him his tip.”
“What did he say?” Ann asked.
“He totally called my bluff. He ran his hand up my side, and kind of cupped my tit a little, and said that if I called, I had to tell them that I wanted Barry to deliver it, and to make sure I gave them my name so he’d know to allow for that extra time.”
“No…that came later, when I called the next weekend for a pizza. To be honest, I put it out of my mind at first, telling myself that it was silly. But when the next Friday rolled around, I was a mess. I talked myself into and out of calling a dozen times. But, I ended up dialing the phone. Once I placed the order, I changing into a skimpy, cropped off T-shirt and a pair of short shorts and heels. Then I went upstairs to watch for him. As soon as I saw his car coming down the highway, and then my driveway…and I started chickening out again.”
“I know, I know. But it all seemed so preposterous, and frankly, a little cliché. You know, getting a delivery from the pizza boy. It all seemed so…porno. But I also knew that just like him, I’d opened my big mouth and said something that I had to back up. When I walked downstairs, I still didn’t know what I was going to do. Hell, when I opened the DOOR I didn’t know.”
“So…what did you do?”
“I opened the door,” she laughed.
“Sorry. Barry was standing there holding the pizza bag, and he said hello. I had this moment of inspiration, and I began acting pissed and said, ‘Where’s my Coke? Didn’t they tell you I ordered a 2-liter of Coke?’ He kind of looked nervous, and I looked him in the eyes and asked if he brought me anything else to drink. When he said no, that’s when I did it.”
“Did what?” I asked, already knowing the answer.
“I told him I’d have to get my own drink, and I dropped to my knees and sucked his cock.”
Ann was squirming in her seat, and I realized she was playing with herself just like Carol was as she told us her story.
“Is he hung?” Ann asked, acting like I wasn’t there.
“He’s not nearly as thick as Neil, but he’s about the same length. Trust me, I didn’t complain. I loved it. I sucked him on the front porch for like five minutes, and he told me he was going to cum. I think he was pretty worked up. I’m not bragging, but it was one of my better blowjobs. I swallowed it all, and then I got up and handed him a twenty and told him to keep the change.”
“He…he didn’t do you?” Ann asked.
“No…and that was fine. I loved how it worked out. He thanked me, and I told him that I’d see him again the next week.”
“Oh my God…really?”
“Last night was the first Friday since that first time that I didn’t order a pizza. When I just called, he actually got on the phone. He said he was worried about me. He didn’t want anything…he didn’t even care about the sex. He genuinely cared. He wanted to know if I was okay. He even said he almost called me, but he thought that would seem too weird, like he was needy.”
“So…have you fucked him yet?”
“Oh GOD no. He just brings me my order and I suck him off. BUT, every week I wear less and less. That’s another reason why I wore that bikini tonight…it’s the skimpiest one I own and he’ll pretty much get to see all of me. I told him I was having company, so he knows I’m not blowing him tonight. I’ll make it up to him, though.”
“So…you don’t want to fuck him?” I asked.
“I know it’s hard to believe, but I love what I’m doing. I think about him fucking me all the time. But for whatever reason I haven’t gotten around to going any further…and he hasn’t pressed me. I think he’s happy with what I’m doing, and he doesn’t want to ruin it.”
“How would it ruin it?”
“I’m not saying it would. But if you were a college kid delivering pizzas and you were getting a blowjob once a week from one of your regulars, would you do anything to screw it up?”
“Well, you’ve got a point there,” I conceded. “Still, do you like him?”
“Like him…I barely know him. I like his cock. I like the way he looks at me when I’m kneeling in front of him, holding it in my hands. I like the thrill of what we’ve been doing.”
“What about him, though. Do you like him?”
Carol nodded, realizing I wasn’t going to let the subject go. “I like what I know…in the few conversations we’ve had we seem to have a lot in common. But he’s young.”
“God, you sound like I should start dating him.”
“No…but I told you before, there’s no harm in finding a friend to fuck to help you keep healing. And I’m a firm believe in liking the person you have sex with. I don’t know how you can do that and not like them. Do you think he’s friend material?”
“I never thought about him like that. He must be a friend. Otherwise, why would he have been so worried about me?”
“You right,” Ann said, “he wouldn’t. He didn’t have to say that. And if you believe he was concerned…really concerned…from the heart, then he’s a friend.”
“Wow…that’s a little…that’s amazing.”
“You know, just because you’re having a little fun, I’m sure he can tell you like him. Seriously, I’m sure there was the thrill of it the first time. But now, you’re doing it because it’s him, not the act.”
“Oh my GOD…I AM, AREN’T I!”
“So, tell me, how much time is Barry giving himself when he comes out tonight?” Ann asked sexily.
“Well, he says he takes his lunch hour when I call, so, he’s got about an hour. In fact, the last time he stayed a little afterwards and we just talked. That’s when I learned we had so much in common. He was here the whole hour. I even gave him some of my pizza.”
“Is he taking an hour tonight?”
“Yeah. He said he’d already put off his lunch hour, even though it’s not Friday. I guess he was hoping I might call tonight instead. But then I told him that I had company, and…well.”
That’s when Ann got that naughty look in her eye, a wry smile slowly appearing on her face. “What time did you say he’s going to be here?”
Carol was standing on the patio, trying not to shiver as the beads of water ran down her sexy, tan body. Ann was standing behind her, acting as if it was 90 degrees outside. The combination of the cool temperature and the water from the hot tub on her skin didn’t seem to affect her, other than her nipples being harder than normal. Of course, that was saying something, since they were always hard.
Ann had taken off the collar around her neck, and she moved up against Carol’s back, rubbing her naked body against it. Leaning forward a little, she looked at Carol, smiling softly as she held the leather strap for her to see.
“Are you sure about this? Once you put on the collar, you’re mine for an hour. You’ll do everything I say, and you’ll only be able to stop if you say your word…but if you say it, we’re done, at least as far as you being ‘Sunshine’. We’re still going to have our threesome tonight if you want.”
“Okay,” Carol said softly.
“Do you trust me?”
“So, are you sure you want to do this?”
Carol closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “Yes…I’m sure,” she nodded.
Ann slipped the leather collar on Carol’s and fastened the buckle, making it snug; the silver ring prominently in the front for all to see. Carol shivered again. It had nothing to do with the coolness of the fall air, or the water dripping on her skin. Her hand went to the leather strap now hugging her neck, feeling it her fingers; knowing what it meant. She shivered in reaction to Ann, knowing now that she ‘belonged’ to her, at least for a little while.
“Oh God,” she whispered under her breath. “OH…FUCK!” she snapped when Ann reached between her legs, fingering her for a moment.
“You’re excited, Sunshine,” Ann giggled as she licked her fingers.
“Nervous is more like it.”
“Try to relax. You’re going to love letting go like this.”
“What do you want me to do?”
“For now, dry off,” Ann said as she got back into the water, moving over next to me. Taking my semi hard cock in her hand, she started stroking me, trying to get me fully hard. “Baby, you don’t have a problem with this, do you?”
“It’s a little late to be asking that now, don’t you think?” I smirked.
“I’ll stop if you want me to. I’m sure Carol would understand.” I shook my head, my reassuring smile letting her know I was okay with whatever she had in mind. Still, that didn’t stop her from wanting to hear me say it. “So, you’re okay with this?”
“I don’t know…I’m not sure what you have in mind. But I know you know the rules, and I trust you.”
Ann leaned in close to me, whispering as she said, “I’m not going to do anything sexual with Barry, if that’s what you’re asking…well, I might touch him. Is that okay?”
I nodded, and Ann squeezed my cock. “Can he see me naked, or do you want me to cover up?”
I laughed and whispered, “You don’t have anything to cover up with. Your clothes are in the car.”
“I can use a towel.”
“Do you want him to see you naked?”
Ann looked at me like I’d just asked her the stupidest question ever. It might have been just that. Of course she wanted Barry to see her naked. That was all part of the turn on; the thrill of exhibitionism. We both loved exposing her that way. Ann’s smile softened, and I saw the love in her eyes. I found myself wanting her to feel the same feeling she wanted to give Carol; that exhilarating feeling of letting go. As long as we both agreed that there wasn’t going to be anything sexual happening between Ann and Barry, other than perhaps a handjob, then I really didn’t mind. If Ann was going to get more turned on than she already was, I was going to be the beneficiary of it.
“I think you know the answer to that,” Ann said, squeezing my cock a little harder.
“I don’t mind…but make it more subtle that just introducing yourself to him naked, okay?”
“Like you had me do with Carol,” Ann said with an arched eyebrow.
“You were Annabelle then. Now you’re Anna.”
“I can do that. Just go with me on this, okay?”
“Are you asking me to trust you?” I winked.
“Do I need to?” she asked as she stood up.
“Actually…no. You don’t,” I smiled, feeling good in my heart that she didn’t.
Ann bent over and kissed me, her arms wrapping around my neck. “You never have to ask me either, lover. I just hope Carol feels the same way after today,” she giggled quietly.
As Ann stepped out of the hot tub, the doorbell rang. Carol’s head snapped toward the house. Nervous fear crossed her face, knowing that whatever Ann had in mind, it was about to happen.
Ann picked up the cover up Carol had discarded on the table, slipping it on over her wet sexy body. She buttoned the bottom button, leaving the blond strip of pubic hair above her beautifully bald pussy in view. Pressing her hands against her breasts, she made the material cling to her skin, her nipples and areolas showing through like it was a wet T-shirt.
“Subtle enough?” she asked with a naughty smirk on her face.
“Perfect,” I nodded.
“Good,” Ann said as she grabbed the leash off the table, handing it to Carol. “It’s still up to you, Sunshine. If you put it on, you belong to me, and you’ll do as I say. If you don’t, I’ll go get the pizza and give Barry a little show in the process and send him on his way. Then the three of us can eat, and then we’ll all do what we came here to do. Either way, Neil and I are going to have a threesome with you if you want. The only question is…do you want to have a little fun as Sunshine first?”
Carol looked at the cold metal chain in her hand, the black leather handle on one end. She was playing with the metal clasp on the other end, opening and closing it as she thought about what Ann said. Ann had given her an out, leaving it up to her to decide her own fate. I don’t think she expected that, but I did.
I knew Ann wanted to make her do things, but she also wanted her to be on board totally. She didn’t want to ruin whatever she was doing with Barry.
Carol took a deep breath and opened the clasp one last time, hooking it onto the loop on her collar. “I’m all yours, Anna,” she offered as she held out the leather handle in her first act of submission.
Ann stepped in close, using her finger to lift Carol’s chin. “For the next hour, I’m Mistress Anna…and you’ll call me Mistress, okay?”
Carol smiled and nodded. Ann grabbed her by the back of her hair as she leaned in, forcing a long, almost desperate kiss that made my cock spasm underneath the surface of the water.
Carol was breathless when they parted, which made Ann giggle. “Okay, Sunshine. Wrap yourself up in a towel and lie on that chase lounge and wait for me. Keep your legs together and your arms at your side. I’ll be back in a minute with Barry.”
Ann slipped her heels back on and opened up the French door to the house, leaving it open as she walked into the breakfast nook, heading to answer the door. I heard another knock, along with Ann’s shoes clicking on the hardwood floor. Closing my eyes, I pictured her hard ass swaying as she walked. Part of me wanted to go watch what she did at the front door, but I knew I couldn’t. Not without spoiling whatever plans that she had. Besides, my clothes were in the house, and I figured if Barry saw a naked man strolling around he might bolt. So, I sat in the steaming water of the Jacuzzi and waited, watching Carol fidget in anticipation on the lounger.
It took more than a minute for Ann to return. In fact, it was closer to ten. Finally, I heard her walking back through the house, and I could tell that Barry was with her. She told him to stay put while she put the pizza in the oven to keep warm. It was just like Ann to be practical in a moment of sexual intensity…but she was taking total control of the situation, letting Barry know she was truly in charge.
Ann eventually asked Barry if he was ready, and he responded that he was, his deep voice coming through the open doors so we could hear. At least, he said yes. The way he said it didn’t sound as positive. He sounded nervous.
“Don’t worry Barry. It’s going to be fun. I promise, you’re going to love every minute of what I’m going to do for you,” she said, encouraging him. Seconds later they emerged from the house, Ann leading him out onto the patio by his hand. “Barry, that’s Neil. He’s my fiancé, and I belong to him,” she said proudly as she pointed lovingly toward me. He stood there next to her, still holding her hand, his face showing he was unsure of what to make of what was going on.
I gave him a little wave, not bothering to say anything. I just smiled, more about what Ann had said than anything else. I never imagined that she would say that she belonged to me, at least in the way she insinuated it. I knew she said it for a reason, and I was smart enough to play along until I figured out what it was. But I’d be lying if I didn’t admit her comment made me tingle.
Barry nodded back to me, a disarming smile on his rugged, chiseled face. I don’t mind saying that he was a very handsome young man, and I could see why Carol was drawn to him. She’d said he was a former football player, yet he wasn’t huge, maybe my height at 6 foot, weighing around 200 pounds. But he was certainly well built. His chest and arms were sculpted from hours spent in the weight room; his narrow making him look even bigger up top. He also had powerful legs, made obvious from the shorts he was wearing even though it was cool outside. Of course, the rest of us were naked or barely covered, so it was pretty stupid to judge his attire.
His medium length, dark brown hair was wavy and tousled. His dark eyes piercing as he looked at Ann’s hard naked body through the transparent cover up that wasn’t covering anything. He was leering at her, and she was reveling in the attention.
Ann was standing in front of him, using her amazing body to shield Carol, who was lying on the lounger twenty feet or so behind her. Grabbing the rope she’d left on the table, the same place she’d put the leash earlier, and she led Barry over to where Carol was waiting…nervously.
Barry looked down at Carol, wrapped seductively in big white terrycloth towel, making her tan look even darker. He eyed the collar around her neck; the long silver chain running down her lithe body, the handle resting on her covered mound.
“Barry…this is my love slave…Sunshine. That’s what I want you to call her, because that’s the only name she’s answering to right now. Say hello to Barry, Sunshine.”
“Hi Barry,” Carol responded in a shaky voice.
Barry winked and said, “Hello Sunshine.”
Ann walked behind Carol’s head, and said, “Please put your hands over your head and put your wrists together, Sunshine.” Carol lifted her arms and clasped her hands, letting Ann first bind her wrists tightly together, before tying the end of the rope to the lounge. When she had Carol secured, she leaned down and gave her a quick, sexy kiss before turning her attention back to Barry.
She walked over to him, pulling down the zipper to his shorts, making him flinch for a second. “Calm down, big boy. I’m just getting you ready,” she said as she fished his hard dick out of his open fly. “Hmm…your cock is exactly like Sunshine described it.”
“That’s a good thing, I hope?” he said shyly.
“Very,” Ann hummed happily as she started to stroke it. “I understand that Carol has been teasing you.”
“Pardon me,” Barry said, tearing his eyes away from Carol for a second to look at Ann.
“She’s been teasing you with her hot little body, but she won’t let you have it. She’s just been blowing this beautiful cock of yours.”
“Hey…I’m not complaining. She’s amazing.”
“Are you saying that you haven’t thought about fucking her?”
“Well no…I think about it all the time. But…”
“But you know she won’t put out, because she’s a tease.”
“I never said that. I just…”
“I know, I know. You just don’t want to push it because she might stop giving you head. Right?” Ann had taken my logic, and used it to her advantage. Actually, she probably knew that was how Barry was thinking without me saying it before. Regardless, she had Barry backpedaling.
“So…she was teasing you. Did you ever notice how every time you stop by, she’s wearing less and less clothes?”
Barry snapped his head toward Carol…a shit-eating grin on his face as he slowly nodded. “Now that you mention it…yeah.”
“See…she’s been showing you more and more of what she isn’t going to let you have. She’s been teasing you.”
“Still, I have no right to complain.”
“Maybe,” she said as she let go of Barry’s cock, letting it bob up and down in the open air as she moved to Carol. Reaching down, she grabbed Carol’s leash while she untied the little fold in the top of the towel between Carol’s breasts. She flipped open the towel, letting the ends dangle over the sides of the chair, exposing Carol’s naked body…making Barry grin wider. “Then again, maybe not. See what you’ve been missing?”
“Hmm…why, yes I do.”
“Well, the good thing is, Sunshine isn’t a tease. She’s a slut, aren’t you Sunshine?”
Ann reached down and pulled one of Carol’s nipples, twisting it and making her scream out. “My name is Mistress. You haven’t earned the right to use my given name yet!”
“Yes Mistress! Sorry!”
“That’s better,” Ann said, letting go. “How did that feel?”
Carol looked back over her head and grinned. “It hurt.”
“Good. I’ll let Barry do the other one…if he agrees.”
“Agrees…agrees to what?” he asked.
Ann took his cock back in her hand, stroking it slowly. “What do you want, Sunshine? Tell Barry what you want.”
“I…I want him to fuck me Mistress.”
“Don’t tell me…tell him.”
“I want you to fuck me Barry.”
Ann grinned and said, “There. My slave wants you to fuck her. Do you want to?”
“Why do I have the feeling this is going to cost me something,” he laughed.
“Because it will.”
“What do you want…my soul?” he laughed again.
“I don’t want anything Barry. I have someone I belong to. He’s right over there waiting for me.”
“Then what do you…what does she…what am I supposed to do?” he asked, thoroughly confused.
“If you want to fuck Sunshine, you can. All you have to do is agree that next Friday, after you get off of work, you’re going to come back here…and you’re going to let Carol do whatever she wants to you, like I’m doing to her.”
“What? Do you mean tie me up and stuff?”
“Uh huh, if that what she wants,” Ann winked.
“Yeah, right. Uh, I don’t think so.”
Ann was slowly riding my cock, her back to me as I sat still in the hot tub. She was moving up and down, grinding her tight pussy over my rock hard shaft, and it felt incredible.
I hadn’t realized just how much I’d missed fucking Ann’s pussy, even though it had really only been a little over a day. It wasn’t like I hadn’t fucked her. I’d fucked her several times. But I’d avoided her cunt, concentrating on her ass because she was being Annabelle during that time. I just didn’t fathom that by denying her the privilege of fucking my cock I’d also been punishing myself in the process.
“God this feels good,” I whispered into her ear as she bobbed up and down in the water.
“Mmm…yes it does, lover,” she cooed as she held my hands against her tits with hers, wanting me to squeeze them lovingly. I could feel her hard nipples nestled between my fingers. She moaned and leaned back into me, her wet hair clinging against my neck. “I love how you make me feel, Neil.”
“Loved…always,” she sighed.
I sighed with along with her, feeling the same love back. Yet that made me wonder about what she’d said earlier. “Why did you tell Barry that you belong to me?” I asked.
“Because I do,” she answered matter of factly. “Besides, I didn’t want him getting any ideas that he was going to be with me. I thought if I told him that, he’d think that you’re in charge of all this, and that I only doing what you making me do.”
“I’m not sure he thought that.”
“Maybe…maybe not. Either way, I belong to you, lover. And now he knows it.”
“I still can’t believe you got him to commit to being Carol’s love slave next week. I have to admit, I didn’t see that coming. He seemed so dead set against it at first.”
Ann moaned, her eyes shut as she humped me, her left hand holding the back of my neck; her fingers playing with my hair. “Hmm…It wasn’t that hard.”