teazdndenied: teaztress:“Did you send him a few pictures?” her husband asked from behind his compu
teazdndenied: teaztress: “Did you send him a few pictures?” her husband asked from behind his computer. They were discussing the response to an ad they had placed online, an ad for a third to join their sexual explorations. “Did you send him the set from our last adventure? Those were hot. You looked amazing with that guy, taking him as deep as you did in your throat, so fucking sexy.” “Of course, you’d have to blur your face like usual, so maybe those wouldn’t be such a good idea.” It was a rule they had, no full face pictures sent online…..ever. They enjoyed their sexy play time but they also were aware of the consequences if they were ever outed in their little conservative community. Worlds cannot collide…..that was their motto. “I was careful, I sent him a picture of only my eyes”, she replied but with a look on her face he knew only too well. “Why are you smirking then?” “Why only your eyes?” “What are you up to now?”, came his questions in rapid order. “Well……… he said that the eyes are the windows to the soul and he wanted to see mine. Personally, I think he is wasting our time. I think what he really wants is masturbation fodder to get off on. Too bad, because if he could see the rest of the picture I sent, he’d change his thinking.” “The eyes may be the windows to the soul, but the hands and mouth are the pathways to endless hours of pleasure.” “Are you still messing around with that guy?”, her husband asked nearly a week later when he saw that familiar smirk on his wife’s face as she was composing another message on her computer. “I’m sure you were right. He’s just dragging this out as long as he can. Just give it up….. he’s wasting your time and looking for jerk off material.” She rolled her eyes and sighed. “Darling, that’s exactly what he’s after. But, have you ever known me to give up on anything? I’m finalizing arrangements as we speak. Saturday evening…. we’re going to be meeting a new friend.” Shaking his head and smiling he said, “I should have known. Why would I ever doubt you?” Hitting ‘send’ with an emphatic click she grinned and replied, “I really have no idea…. silly boy.” Normally, she always just tosses men like this away. Time wasters. But, this one was different. She had a sense that on the other end of these message exchanges was a man who was cocky… arrogant… a smug man who felt as if he were getting the better of her. Well, that simply wouldn’t do. She knew exactly how to work these men. To keep them dangling on the hook. To slowly reel them in until they found themselves in too deep…. unable to say no to her games…. whatever they might be. ****************************** So, that evening as she began to explain the rules for the evening to the two men she saw that same smugness in his eyes that had come through in his messages. The rules could not have been more simple - she would set the rules as the evening progresses and they would follow them. Nice, neat and tidy. And now, she could see the surprise and confusion on their guest’s face as she was at work securing his hands behind him to the chair. Her lips brushed softly against his left ear and murmured, “It didn’t have to be this way, you know. It could have been him in the chair….. and you on the bed.” She glanced over at the bed at her husband, who had already begun to remove his pants. Now letting her tongue tease at his right ear she purred, “If only you’d not been so…. hesitant. If only you’d have not taken so much time….” Swallowing hard he looked at her and pleaded, “I… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to… it’s just….” Smirking, she slipped the ball gag in to his mouth and secured it around his head. “Shhh, no talking…… only watching.” Before moving over to the bed she climbed in to her captive’s lap, straddling him as her fingers began undoing buttons, allowing her soft breasts to come in to view before his eyes. Taking his head between her hands she leaned forward, letting the warm, perfumed softness of her breasts tease his face. Tauntingly, she purred, “I know how badly you wanted more pictures. Well sweetie, tonight I’m going to allow you to take as many pictures as you like….. mental pictures….. pictures of what you could have had…. pictures of what could have been yours….” She smiled at his whimper, his eyes looking up at her with desperate longing when she stood up. Softly brushing her fingertips across his face she added, “Unless of course, you’d rather just call the whole thing off?…. have me untie you and let you be on your way?” For a moment his eyes closed, then his head lowered as if defeated. When he eventually shook his head no she chuckled softly, raking her fingers through his hair as she teased, “Of course you don’t.” And as she seductively crawled on to the bed, she looked back over her shoulder at the bound man who now gazed at her longingly. “Eyes on me, sweetie. Who knows, if you can endure what I’m about to put you through this evening…. perhaps I’ll give you another chance some time. Would you like that?” With that same helpless, defeated look on his face, this time he nodded his head yes… and in a taunting voice she chuckled and replied, “Of course you would.” -- source link