Page 29 of Testing The Terms


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“I’m pretty sure that if I have to come and find you, what was supposed to be fun, will turn into something else entirely, at least for you,” he growled, nipping her ear as he lightly pinched her tender bud.

“Fun, you say?” Sue sighed, tilting her head to give him better access. “No one said anything about fun,” she moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist and arching against him.

“It all depends on you, Baby. I want you naked in my office at exactly 9:30. One minute late and everything changes,” he ordered.

“You can’t expect me to parade around naked with all these windows,” she gasped, humping her hips slightly.

“You may wear a robe, but naked underneath,” he told her as his lips strayed down to her collar bone. “I left a couple of things in my top dresser drawer, bring them with you.”

“Okay,” she whispered, threading her hands through his hair and trying to move his head lower. “But if you would just unzip your pants, I could give you a little fun right now.”

Marcus laughed and lifted her, slapping her ass before he set her on the floor.

“No, I have things to do and I think it may benefit you to have to wait a little while, sort of give you something to think about.”

“I’m already thinking about it,” she griped, rubbing her bottom.

“I know,” he replied, cupping her firmly between her thighs. “I feel it.”

“Stop that you jerk,” she squealed, slapping his hand. “It’s not nice.”

“A minute ago I could have fucked you on the counter,” he laughed; “now I can’t touch you.”

“A minute ago there was a chance of me cuming in the near future. Now you want me on a slow burn for the next two and half hours,” she shot back, pushing him away. “I thought you had some work to do?”

“I do,” he grinned.

“Then go,” she said, waving him away with her hand as she picked up her wine. Sue watched his tight ass as he walked away whistling, damn.

As soon as she heard his office door close she went to the cupboard in the pantry that held the cleaning supplies. Moving things aside, she snagged a bag of rags and dug through the things on the top until she found her stash. Taking the snack size bag of Cheetos, she grabbed her wine on her way through the kitchen and headed quietly upstairs. Her first order of business was to see what he had in his top dresser drawer. After that she was going to call Kelsey and see how things were going.

Chapter Twelve

Smiling, Susan tossed the slim anal plug and a bottle of lube on the bed. A shiver coursed through her body that had nothing to do with fear and plenty to do with anticipation. She found the toy exactly where he said it would be, but she also noticed the interesting case it was lying on and opened it. Inside was an assortment of similar plugs in graduated sizes. Obviously this wasn’t a new concept to him because he sure hasn’t been anywhere to purchase these things today. Feeling her tummy clench she wondered how many other women he’d played with? Even though she realized that she was better off having an experienced teacher, it still bothered her. For some reason anything to do with her bottom, whether it was taking a spanking or having someone actually penetrate her there, seemed so much more intimate than just sex. That area of her body had remained relatively untouched and so had her heart. Now she was involved with a man who had no qualms about pushing her limits. She prayed she would be able to protect her heart better than she did other areas of her body.

Flopping on the bed she absently stroked the phallic shaped toy. Feeling its smooth surface and noting the flared base she waited for Kelsey to answer her cell phone.

“Hey, Sue, what’s up?” Kelsey asked as she pulled the chicken casserole from the oven balancing her phone between her ear and cheek

“If I told you, you wouldn’t believe me.” Sue replied, wrapping her fist around the item in her hand and measuring the weight of it. “What’s going on there?”

“Nothing. Ty’s not home yet, which is unusual. I was just thinking about calling him.”

“Have you heard from him since we saw him at lunch?” Sue asked casually.

“No I haven’t, which is also strange. He usually calls me several times a day. I guess he must be really busy,” Kelsey said, as she placed the hot dish on a trivet and turned off the oven.

“Well I’m glad he’s late because I wanted to give you a heads up anyway. Ty called Marcus this afternoon and he was armed and dangerous when I got home.”

“Oh no,” Kelsey breathed. “What happened?”

“It seems that little Miss Shelly told Ty all about how I threatened her and she conveniently left out the horrible things she said to you. The poor little darling cried all afternoon she was so upset.”

“What did Marcus do? Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, but Lucy had to do some ‘splaining’ to Ricky to save her ass let me tell you,” Sue laughed, squeezing the toy in her hand and admiring its firm yet spongy weight.

“Did he believe you?” Kelsey asked hopefully.