Dear God, the woman had a body like an angel. Or maybe not an angel. Because those sweet tits…those lush thighs…that was all about sin.
I walked over to where she was standing, remaining impassive as she fussed with the spoon in her hands. I took it from her unresisting fingers and set it on the counter. “Turn it off,” I said, looking over at the oven.
“But…it…” She gnawed on her lip and then nodded, turning quickly and twisting the dials. The movement had her breasts swaying, the faintest jiggle to her pert ass, and I remember those moments I’d followed her to the dance floor just days ago. Days that felt like a lifetime.
“It’s almost ready,” she murmured as she stood in front of me again. “Dinner, I mean. I was just finishing up the sauce. You can…you can eat whenever you want.”
I grinned, and it may not have been pretty, because she shuddered. “I want to eat. Right now,” I murmured and reached for her waist and pulled her up to me. She moved without resistance, melting against my chest as I banded my arms around her. For a second, I had a soft memory of having her fall asleep in my arms. It was a memory I dashed away. This girl was here for one reason, and one reason alone. To please me. She would do that by teaching my ex a lesson, and by giving me a place to bury my cock. But first…first I had to taste that sweet flesh.
I look down into her face. “Did you do as you were told today?” I asked, and she pressed her lips together.
“Um…I … Yes? Jane took me for fittings and enrolled me in a class.”
“That’s not what I meant,” I said, and I saw her cheeks go pink.
“I undressed as soon as we returned,” she said quickly, lowering her eyes as if indicating her pert tits.
“And?” I pressed.
“I’m naked?”
“Did you make yourself come?” I said sharply, silently delighted to see how she squirmed and then shook her head. “You will do it now.” Her eyes flew open.
“What? I—!”
“You will do it now, Sasha. Go to your room. Select an item to pleasure yourself – you have the choice this evening. I may not always be this lenient.” When she hadn’t left seconds later, I reached down and swatted her bare ass. “I’m counting to ten. If you’re not back, I’ll decide for you.” She was off and running down the hall as if her ass was on fire.
“One!” I called out as I headed to the bar. “Two!” I reached for a tumbler and set it on the counter. “Three!” I scowled as I remembered that Andy had taken my good whiskey. “Four-five!” the annoyance eased as I imagined her hopping as she heard me skip numbers. “Six-seven-eight!” I heard a little shriek as I splashed a measure of bourbon into my glass. “Nine…” She was back at my side, cheeks flushed, eyes shining as she stared up at me.
“Ten.” I took a sip. “Show me what you got.” She raised a hand and I looked down at a small, oblong device with a protruding circular nozzle at one end. I stifled a laugh. “You like that?” I said, desperately trying not to smirk.
“I don’t know what it does,” she said, looking more than a little sheepish. “I’ve never used…um…well, I’ve never used any of that sort of stuff before.” Her cheeks were flaming.
“You’re in for a treat,” I said mildly. More than a treat. I’d seen this type of baby in action before. As innocuous as it looked, in the right hands, she’d probably black out…and I had the right hands. “Get on the counter,” I instructed. “I want to watch.”
“Watch?” she almost squawked.
“Of course. I’ve explained this to you. Your body is designed for pleasure. It will be more responsive if you teach it to expect to climax regularly. I have no intention of wasting hours making you ready for my cock each day. When I come to you, I expect your pussy to be wet. Now, it would have been easier if you’d simply done as instructed. But I see that I have to supervise you.”
I nodded in the direction of the broad granite island that dominated the kitchen. She’d cleared it after her meal preparation, and the area was perfectly positioned beneath the golden glow of the kitchen lights. I pulled up a bar stool and took a seat at one end. “Up,” I prompted. “Put your ass on the edge and let your legs hang down. I want a good, clear view.” She hesitated, and once again, I aimed a slap at her beautiful ass, pleased when a glowing handprint remained on her soft skin. She jumped on the spot and then scampered over to the counter. I watched her breasts bounce as she hopped up, scooting herself back onto the surface until her butt cheeks perched at the edge, one hand beside her thigh, the other holding the small toy. She looked down at it, frowning.
“How does it work?” she asked, fiddling with the buttons on one side.
“Switch it on and hold it over your clit,” I explained, resting against the back of the chair and taking a sip of my bourbon. The view between her thighs was a small slice of heaven. Already my cock was throbbing against the front of my pants, but I had no intention of setting it free. The floor show was too much to miss. She’d pressed the button and a low hum emitted from the vibrator. I tried not to grin as she lowered her hand and pressed it over her mound, frowning as she moved it about.
“It’s not doing anything,” she said. I stifled a snort of laughter.
“You have it the wrong way around.”
“Like this?” She shifted it about and shook her head. “Still nothing. I…” Her cheeks were flushed. “Maybe I’m not responsive to these things. Shall we try again tomorrow? I can choose something else?”
“No can do, Sweetcheeks,” I replied, setting my glass aside and rising. “Every day. That’s the deal. Would you like me to show you?”
She dipped her head, not meeting my eye. “I…guess?” Despite the flaming cheeks, I had a sense she wasn’t buying it.
I stepped forward and slid between her thighs. “Lie back,” I instructed. She seemed almost relieved not to have to face me. I took the small white object from her hand, flicked the switch and pushed her thighs wider, seeing her glistening pussylips splaying and unfolding before me. Whatever was going on between us was clearly having an effect and I felt relief. After the horror in her eyes last night, I’d almost dreaded taking this next step. This little diversion may have been just what the doctor ordered.
“Ready?” I asked, and she gave a nod.
“Mmhmm…” she still sounded uncertain.
I reached down and pressed the vibe against her.
