Tim looked around his office. Papers were spread over his desk. His coat hung limply on the stand. He sighed. He was looking forward to his business trip. He often had to go to London on business but for him, the trip was always mixed with pleasure.
A long time ago heâd had a relationship with Sue. She was such a sexy minx and sex had always been exciting and fun. Now, 14 years later, she was married, and living in London, 200 miles from Tim. Her marriage was good, she loved her husband but he couldnât satisfy her sexual needs, Tim couldâŚand she had never been able to stop seeing him. He was her bit on the side, and it suited them both.
He gathered the papers on his desk and stuffed them in his briefcase. He could feel his cock harden at the thought of the night ahead. Her husband was away, he would surprise her with a visit.
As Tim drove down the motorway he thought about the last conversation theyâd hadâŚhe had told her that her needs were so strong, her desire for sex so intense, that he thought she would do anything for any man who asked. She had denied itâŚshe didnât think she would want anyone but Tim, he was enough for her and her husband filled in the rest. Tim laughed, âyouâd be a good slutâ he said, âyou would perform for any manâ⌠âStop itâ she retorted huffily, âyouâre wrongâŚâ but deep down she suspected he might be right. She did need sex, wanted sex, loved sex and desperately wanted to please her lover.
Tim got to London as it was getting dark. He drove straight to his hotel and unpacked. It was 8pm and he still had work to do to prepare for his meeting in the morning. He would see her later. After all, he had the key to her house and could go there anytime. She would always be available to him.
By 10.30pm heâd had enough. He couldnât wait anymore. He left his key at reception and got back in the car. He sat there for a whileâŚwondering. He desperately wanted to prove his point but wasnât sure how toâŚwhat could he do to prove that his lover was his slut.
He called his friend. Jon lived in London and often met up with Tim when he was there. Theyâd have long drinking sessions that lasted well into the early hours and theyâd sit, laughing about conquests, desires and compare notes on each others sex lives. Jon knew about Sue, perhaps he could helpâŚ
Twenty minutes later Tim was outside her door. He got out the car and shut the door quietlyâŚhe didnât want to spoil the surprise. Reaching into his pocket he found her key and slowly slid it into the lock. It released the door easily and he stepped inside. Leaving the key under the mat he shut the door gently and stood for a whileâŚthe house was dark and his eyes took time to adjust.
He slipped off his shoes and tiptoed to the stairs and began to climb. Each step creaking as he went. He crept to her bedroom door which was slightly ajarâŚfrom where he stood he could hear the steady sound of her breathing as she slept. He stood there for a while, his erection growing.
He stepped into her room, the darkness surrounding him, her breathing his only guide. Silently he moved towards the bed. In the darkness he could just make out her outline under the thin sheets. He knelt by her bed, the smell of her filled his nostrils and he could barely stand it. Slowly and carefully he slid a hand under the covers and, with the memory of her slim body so clear in his mind, he found her large breast and gently cupped it, brushing her nipple with his thumb.
She stirred quietly, and he caressed her breast lovingly feeling her nipple harden under his palm. She let out a soft moan, and his hand moved downwards, sliding effortlessly over her belly to her pussy, and slipping between her legs. He could feel her wetness, her wantingâŚthe smell of her juices wafting to his nose.
She began to wake and in the darkness, smiled to herself. She knew his touch and longed for him to take her. She could feel his hand pressing on her clit, his fingers dipping into her juices. His mouth found her nipple and he started to lick around the edge, flicking the tip, sucking it into his warm mouth.
He put on the light by her bed and smiled. âWell helloâ he said, ânice wake up call?â. She could only manage an âmmmmmâ as he continued to finger her cunt. âIt will get betterâ he said, âI think youâre going to enjoy tonight, and todayâs the day I prove what a slut you areâ. She frowned at him, wondering why he was so intent on insisting that she was something she wasnât. Her senses were heightened and she could hear sounds downstairs.
She looked nervous but he stroked her hair, telling her not to worry, he was with her, everything would be alright. Footsteps fell heavily on the stairs, quickly they bounded to the top of the staircase and walked across the landing. Sue was rigid with fear. She brushed Timâs hand away and started to get up. He pushed her back onto the bed, trying to reassure her, all was fine, she would be fine and like a good slut she would do as she was told. She looked at him, disbelievingly. He reached into his pocket and produced a blindfold and with one swift action, slipped it over her head.
What had he done, what had happened to change this mild and wonderful lover into someone forceful, almost masterful. She had to admit to herself that she quite liked it, the feeling of being so dominated was exciting her more than she wantedâŚ
She could sense someone elseâs presence. She tried to speak to Tim but was too nervous to open her mouth.
Tim stood up and walked to the man. Shaking his hand he welcomed him. âCome in Jon, sheâs readyâ he said.
Sue was scared and lay motionless. Jon walked assuredly into the room and put his bag down on the floor. He stepped to the bed in two large strides and looked down at Sue. He smiled, pleased to see that she was as good looking as Tim had described.
He crossed back to the bag and began to remove the wrist restraints. Tim lifted her hand to his mouth and softly kissed it, passing it to Jon. âYouâve done well Timâ he said. Will you give her to me? Tim nodded in the dark silence.
Together they bound her wrists. She lay silently on the bed, her hands cuffed and attached to the bedposts, She dared not move. She thought about screaming but decided against it, thinking that no-one would hear her anyway and she didnât really want to get Tim into trouble.
Jon pushed her legs gently aside. She did not know who was touching her and tried to see if she could recognise the hands on her. He laughed loudly, his rough voice ringing in the silence. Tim didnât know what to do, he desperately wanted to touch her, she looked so vulnerable but he knew Jon wanted to take her first so he waited, watching his friend, looking to see what he would do next.
Jon undid his trousers and took them off. His cock was hard and wet, precum already dripping down his shaft. He wanted to use Timâs slut and Jon knew that his friend was gracious enough to let him go first. Sue listened, trying to work out which of them was taking his clothes off but she couldnât. She hoped it was Tim, but if he wanted her to service his friend, she would do it. She knew at that moment that he had been rightâŚshe would do anything, especially for Tim.
