“This will probably be session number two for Ali tonight,” Josh cautioned. I turned and gave him my best death stare.
“Like hell it is. I haven’t had a session tonight,” I barked at Josh.
“Mmhmm, sure.”
“I haven’t!”
“Ali. Josh. Knock it off.”
I returned my eyes to Sam. I swear I was ready to throttle Josh. If he fucked this night up, I would be livid with him. Sam hadn’t approved of me having multiple sessions in one evening. I remembered that from the last time he watched me.
“Ali, have you had a session already this evening?” Sam asked me.
“No, I haven’t,” I answered honestly.
“Josh, why do you think she’s had another session?”
“Her face,” Josh flatly responded.
Sam narrowed his eyes and then moved from his seat to stand in front of me. Lord, he was the perfect height for me to lean forward and take him into my mouth. He reached down and tilted my chin to the left. I prayed that the redness from the fucking pig man had gone down. From where he had been sitting, the right side of my face hadn’t been much in his view. But now, the doctor was focused on it.
“I see,” he said. Sam brushed the back of his fingers against the tender part of my cheek. I was fighting tears because I knew how this looked, and fucking Josh was on the brink of ruining this for me tonight.
“What happened, Ali?” Sam questioned.
“Nothing. I arrived around 6:30 and went to the women’s locker room. Mistress Tabitha was in there getting eaten out by another woman, and I got turned on and watched. No big deal, and I told this to Josh.” I glared at Josh. Why the fuck did he get like this?
“Bodies don’t discriminate. If you’re turned on, usually both cheeks will color and blush. Not just one,” Sam calmly said.
I took a deep breath to steady me because I wasn’t going to admit that the fucking pig man had slapped me in the hallway. I had way too much pride in being able to take care of my fucking self than admit that. And I was beyond pissed with Josh.
“That’s what I was thinking too,” Josh said to Sam.
I could feel Sam’s eyes on me. I finally risked a peek and looked up, and his eyes were staring down, assessing me, confirming my suspicion.Great.
“Are you guys interested in a session with restraints and impact?” Sam asked us while he kept his eyes on me.
“Yes!” I eagerly said.
“Yes,” Josh answered.
After another quiet, awkward moment of Sam’s eyes on me, he finally looked at Josh.
“The safe word that the three of us will use is ‘red.’ Agreed?” Sam asked.
“Yes,” I replied.
“Yes,” Josh confirmed.
“Wonderful. Follow me, please.”
Sam walked away as soon as Josh and I stood. Josh motioned to me to walk ahead of him, and I couldn’t help but ball up my fists.
“Don’t play chivalry games with me. Just walk, Josh.”
“I will … after you walk ahead of me,” he said with a smirk.
“Are the two of you coming?” Sam turned and asked us. His hands were on his hips, and his furrowed brows showed me that he was possibly already annoyed with us tonight. I didn’t want to press my luck and jeopardize this evening.
