Andrew’s smile broadened, and he looked down at the counter briefly. When he brought his eyes up and looked at me again, there was a playful gleam in his eyes. I have no idea why, but that look from him unlocked the cage that I successfully had kept my inner cougar tucked inside. I let her out to play with Joshua a few nights ago, and I had enjoyed it…immensely.
“Sometimes, you just need to change things up a bit,” Andrew suggested.
“You are awfully bright-eyed and peppy for a Monday morning, Andrew,” Liz finally added something to the awkward but addictive chat with Andrew. “Did you have a lovely weekend?” she asked.
Andrew’s cheeks flushed, and his smile was glued to his handsome face.
“I had a great weekend, Liz. It was very…stress relieving,” Andrew elaborated. “Have a great day, ladies.”
“You too,” I offered up before following Liz to our usual table by the window. “He was very talkative this morning, wasn’t he?”
“I wonder what that stress relieving weekend entailed exactly,” Liz said as her lips wrapped around the straw.
“Perhaps some pussy,” I said quietly.
“Or some dick,” Liz commented in a low tone.
We both laughed and began making terribly inappropriate, but funny, comments about Andrew and the things we’d do to him.
“It would be like two cougars preying on a cub,” Liz said, causing both of us to laugh again.
“He’s still young enough, and he could keep it up and recover quickly. He’d keep us entertained for at least an afternoon,” I joked.
Even though we joked and teased about it, I did imagine the stubble from his chin between my legs rubbing against my sensitive skin. Then my mind switched gears, and I began to think about Joshua from the other night. I felt the pressure build in my clit as Liz and I spoke about my session with Joshua. I began telling Liz that James said I could come back this weekend to have another session with one of the other bottoms in his care.
“That seems like an interesting arrangement,” I commented and sipped on my coffee.
“The fact that he cares for some bottoms?” Liz asked me what I meant exactly.
“Yes, I mean, it sounds wonderful. James said there are three current ones that he is caring for. So, I just wondering if he just cares for them in a kink aspect, or all of life.”
“I don’t know exactly. I’m sure there is lots of sex, though,” Liz added.
A chill of excitement raced down my spine as I thought of James and Joshua. As charismatic and intimidating as James is, and as good looking as Joshua was, I’d imagine the two of them would set the club on fire.
“The way James sits drives me crazy,” I tossed out that topic starter.
“It’s been a while since I’ve been around him in a sitting situation. What does he do?”
“He sits with his legs parted and leans forward to talk.”
“That drives you crazy?” Liz frowned.
“Yes! First of all, he has the top two buttons undone on his shirt. Peeking out at the top is some chest hair, and you know chest hair is a weakness of mine.”
“That’s right. You have that instant clit swell when you see men with chest hair,” Liz recalled.
“On top of that, he has a massive bulge between his legs. When he sits like that, my eyes start at the flesh between the notch of his shirt, and then they quickly travel down to that bulge.”
While Liz laughed, I could feel myself becoming aroused just talking about James.
“I haven’t experienced it myself. However, I have seen him naked during a session,” Liz started and then took a quick sip from her straw. “James is very well equipped.”
“You’re killing me,” I teased and reached for my coffee cup. “And I kind of hate you a little right now for having seen him naked,” I added.
“Do you know who you’re topping this weekend?” Liz asked.
“I haven’t met her yet,” I admitted.
