The Chalet
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My body pulsed with desire at the thought of playing with people watching. Submitting to Nathaniel in front of the group. “Yes. Please. And thank you.”
He lifted my shirt up and over my head. “I think the February party is scheduled to be held at our house. Think that sounds good?”
Less than two months? “Yes, Sir.”
He growled and dropped his head even lower to suck a nipple into his mouth. “There you go driving me crazy again. Makes me so hard when you call me ‘Sir.’”
“Sorry, Sir. But not really, Sir.” I arched my back as he drew me deeper into his mouth. “Does this mean we get a playroom with windows and we get to do a demo scene in February, Sir?”
He lifted his head. “Yes, my lovely, you may have your playroom with the windows and we’ll do a demo at the party in February.”
“Thank you.” And just because, I added, “Sir.”
“Remember when I said I was going to toughen that ass up?”
“Vividly, Sir.” The familiar ache started to grow between my legs.
“I’m tempted to take you over my knee right now.”
I fisted his hair in my hands, pulling at the dark strands as his lips traveled across the upper part of my body. His mouth left a trail of goose-pebbled flesh in its wake. “Only tempted? What’s stopping you?”
“There are other things I’d rather do at the moment.”
“Oh? Do tell.”
“I’ll do better than tell, I’ll show you.”
He slid me from his lap, so I rested on the floor. I scooted away from the couch, stopping in the middle of the soft rug in front of the fireplace. I was already topless and felt the warmth of the fire against my back.
“The first thing you do is take the jeans off,” he said.
With a lazy smile and moving in a speed that matched, I slowly made it to my feet. He was still sitting on the couch and his eyes grew dark with desire as I unbuttoned my jeans and took my time inching them past my hips and down my legs. I stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. “Now what?”
“You lose the panties.”
I thought about taking them off right away, but decided to draw the game out a little bit longer. “When are you going to get naked?”
“Eventually.”
“Eventually, like now or eventually, like later?”
“I haven’t decided.”
I sat back down on the floor and crossed my legs. “I’m not taking anything else off until you start getting naked.”
He toed his shoes off.
I rolled my eyes. “Not even.”
“You just said to start getting naked, you didn’t specify what to take off.”
“That’s fine.” I walked on my knees over to the coffee table and took my hot chocolate and drank a sip. “I’ll just stay like this all day.” I took another sip. “All night, too.”
When he saw that I wasn’t budging, he muttered, “Oh, all right,” and pulled his sweater over his head.
I set the mug down. “That’s better. Now stroke your cock for me.”
“I thought you said you liked it when I took control sexually?”
“I do. That doesn’t mean I don’t like to offer helpful suggestions every once and awhile.” It was true I enjoyed his dominant side, but I liked teasing him and playing with him as well.
“Helpful suggestion, I see,” he said, but he unzipped his jeans and took his cock out.
I stood up and watched as he stroked himself for a few seconds. His voice was rough when he spoke again.
“Loose the panties, Abby.”
I tossed my hair over my shoulder, and turned away from him so my back was to him.
“Cheater,” he said.
“There aren’t any rules that I was made aware of,” I said.
“That’s okay, I have a certain fondness for your ass.”
Laughing, I peeked over my shoulder as I hooked a finger in the waistband of my panties and pulled them down. “Not sure why I brought these anyway. They never stay on.”
“What’s the fun in keeping them on?”
“Right,” I said. “That’s why I brought them. To tease you.”
“And a damn fine job you’re doing. Turn around, please.”
His hand was still leisurely stroking his cock when I turned to face him. “My, my,” I said. “Is that for me?”
“Any way you want it.”
I walked over to him, making sure to sway my hips just so. I stopped in front of him and slowly dropped to my knees. “In that case, the first thing I’m going to do is lick the head of your cock to taste you. Then I’m going to pull you to the end of the couch and suck you into my mouth, as far as I can.”
He lifted my shirt up and over my head. “I think the February party is scheduled to be held at our house. Think that sounds good?”
Less than two months? “Yes, Sir.”
He growled and dropped his head even lower to suck a nipple into his mouth. “There you go driving me crazy again. Makes me so hard when you call me ‘Sir.’”
“Sorry, Sir. But not really, Sir.” I arched my back as he drew me deeper into his mouth. “Does this mean we get a playroom with windows and we get to do a demo scene in February, Sir?”
He lifted his head. “Yes, my lovely, you may have your playroom with the windows and we’ll do a demo at the party in February.”
“Thank you.” And just because, I added, “Sir.”
“Remember when I said I was going to toughen that ass up?”
“Vividly, Sir.” The familiar ache started to grow between my legs.
“I’m tempted to take you over my knee right now.”
I fisted his hair in my hands, pulling at the dark strands as his lips traveled across the upper part of my body. His mouth left a trail of goose-pebbled flesh in its wake. “Only tempted? What’s stopping you?”
“There are other things I’d rather do at the moment.”
“Oh? Do tell.”
“I’ll do better than tell, I’ll show you.”
He slid me from his lap, so I rested on the floor. I scooted away from the couch, stopping in the middle of the soft rug in front of the fireplace. I was already topless and felt the warmth of the fire against my back.
“The first thing you do is take the jeans off,” he said.
With a lazy smile and moving in a speed that matched, I slowly made it to my feet. He was still sitting on the couch and his eyes grew dark with desire as I unbuttoned my jeans and took my time inching them past my hips and down my legs. I stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. “Now what?”
“You lose the panties.”
I thought about taking them off right away, but decided to draw the game out a little bit longer. “When are you going to get naked?”
“Eventually.”
“Eventually, like now or eventually, like later?”
“I haven’t decided.”
I sat back down on the floor and crossed my legs. “I’m not taking anything else off until you start getting naked.”
He toed his shoes off.
I rolled my eyes. “Not even.”
“You just said to start getting naked, you didn’t specify what to take off.”
“That’s fine.” I walked on my knees over to the coffee table and took my hot chocolate and drank a sip. “I’ll just stay like this all day.” I took another sip. “All night, too.”
When he saw that I wasn’t budging, he muttered, “Oh, all right,” and pulled his sweater over his head.
I set the mug down. “That’s better. Now stroke your cock for me.”
“I thought you said you liked it when I took control sexually?”
“I do. That doesn’t mean I don’t like to offer helpful suggestions every once and awhile.” It was true I enjoyed his dominant side, but I liked teasing him and playing with him as well.
“Helpful suggestion, I see,” he said, but he unzipped his jeans and took his cock out.
I stood up and watched as he stroked himself for a few seconds. His voice was rough when he spoke again.
“Loose the panties, Abby.”
I tossed my hair over my shoulder, and turned away from him so my back was to him.
“Cheater,” he said.
“There aren’t any rules that I was made aware of,” I said.
“That’s okay, I have a certain fondness for your ass.”
Laughing, I peeked over my shoulder as I hooked a finger in the waistband of my panties and pulled them down. “Not sure why I brought these anyway. They never stay on.”
“What’s the fun in keeping them on?”
“Right,” I said. “That’s why I brought them. To tease you.”
“And a damn fine job you’re doing. Turn around, please.”
His hand was still leisurely stroking his cock when I turned to face him. “My, my,” I said. “Is that for me?”
“Any way you want it.”
I walked over to him, making sure to sway my hips just so. I stopped in front of him and slowly dropped to my knees. “In that case, the first thing I’m going to do is lick the head of your cock to taste you. Then I’m going to pull you to the end of the couch and suck you into my mouth, as far as I can.”
