The weekend was long for Heather. On Saturday, she had gone to Wal-Mart and bought a large container of batteries. She figured she would masturbate and as usual, get wet, come softly and still be unsatisfied. But, it was different. As she touched herself, she imagined Jed watching and telling her what to do. She wanted to please him; wanted to show him her body; wanted to be wild. She liked the rush of not knowing what he would make her do. She wondered if he would loose control and just take her. Make her cum better than she ever had. Heather fell asleep satisfied and with a dildo still inside her cunt.
Monday came and went without Jed saying a word. Several times Heather wanted to speak to him but it did not seem her place. She was so ready to have him push her limits and she was so worried that she would displease him.
During Tuesday afternoon break, Jed caught her off by herself, "I would like for you to meet Alice and have dinner with me at my place tomorrow night."
Her mind was reeling. Who was Alice? How dare him think she would spend time with him and another girl? He leaned close, "Your nipples are hard. Arch your back for me."
On autopilot, Heather leaned back against some equipment, arched her back and closed her eyes. She heard a low, soft growl come from deep inside Jed.
"Oh, how you make me want you."
She was surprised to hear herself say, "I would love to have dinner with you tomorrow."
On Wednesday evening, Heather arrived at a large expensive downtown loft apartment. Jed ushered her into the massive room. She was struck by how areas were separated by just lighting. Several times while they had a glass of wine she thought she heard a soft moan.
Jed told her how Alice had slaved all day to prepare their meal and wanted everything to be perfect for them.
"I though I was going to meet Alice. Won't she be having dinner with us?"
"It is about time for you to meet her and no she won't be dinning with us."
Jed led Heather to a beautifully set, dimly lit table. As he lit the candles, there were flickers of a strange impossible sight on the darkened wall to her left. Jed reached for the switch and brought the lights up. Heather gasped, holding her breath in astonishment. There chained on a grid of steel pipes was a well-endowed bare-footed brunette. She was suspended two feet off the ground, partially sitting on a pipe, dressed in black vinyl shorts and halter. She had a bit in her mouth. Her eyes were only slightly opened and rolled back.
Jed walked up to Alice and placed his right hand on the side of her neck. He trailed his hand down the side of her body, across her stomach, over her ovary, down the outside of her thigh, rubbed her calf, then massaged her foot. He started up again, this time inside her calf, inside her thigh, across her pouting pussy. He missed her clit on purpose, as Alice pushed forward groaning in frustration. Jed's hand continued upward, tweaking her left nipple hard and then on up to her lips. His fingers traced the outline of her mouth then one pushed all the way into her mouth. She sucked it into her throat. She had no gag reflex. Jed left her, returning to the table.
Heather whispered, "Jed, I have never been with a woman. I don't think I can do this."
Jed whispered even more quietly, "Alice has worked hard to give us this. She is a well-known professional chef. Have an enjoyable dinner with me. Play only as you want during dinner and then leave gracefully and appreciatively, if you have to."
Heather nodded, exhaled and felt comfortable for only a second.
"In the bathroom is a soft white robe. Go, take off all your clothes, put on the robe and come back so I can enjoy you."
Jed raised Heather's face and gave her a long, slow French kiss that took her breath away. Then he pointed her toward the bathroom and gave her a little nudge. Conflicted, excited, wanting him to make love to her, she did as she was told. The robe was thigh length and tied at the waist. On the way back she felt free, cool and more exposed than if she were completely nude. When she returned to the table, Jed, dressed in a matching robe, pulled her seat out.
"I will serve the food tonight, Heather. Let's enjoy our meal. Occasionally, I take little breaks and say "Thank You" to Alice by helping her with her fantasy. I'll ask for your help. I hope you can push your limits and risk, just for tonight, doing exactly as I say. If you have to run away, I'll understand, but you will never know what could have been."
First there was a wonderful, light cold soup that tasted a little of ginger. Heather let her robe gape and enjoyed the coolness on her damp pussy and the robe rubbing against her rigid nipples.
When Jed served the small salad, he said aloud, "Alice is very proud of the dressing on this salad but she has not tasted it. Please, take some to her and let her taste it."
Heather was about to use her spoon in the dressing when Jed came to her. Again he caught her with a French kiss, this time slipping a hand inside her robe and caressing her breast in full view of Alice. The chains rattled. Jed then put a finger into the salad dressing and wiped it all around Heather's lips and then licked it. She was having some trouble breathing and felt hot, even though the room was cool. Jed put more dressing on her lips. She stretched forward searching for his tongue. "Go, let Alice taste the dressing."
Heather's heart was pounding and she was half way to the wall before her mind realized what her body was doing. She looked back at Jed. He just smiled and nodded his approval. When she turned again, Alice's tongue was licking at the bit and her eyes were bright with anticipation.
Heather, knew her every move was being watched and appreciated, she stepped up on the first steel rung and pulled herself up, feeling her body press into Alice's warm skin and feeling the icy shock of the heavy chains. Almost in slow motion, she leaned forward feeling Alice's tongue. Her lips kissed another woman for the first time. Alice was soft, yielding and appreciative. Heather sucked the lips of her captive, long after the dressing was gone. As she climbed down, she felt alive, naughty and a wonderful trickle of juice run down the inside of her thigh.
Jed sat her down, "That was beautiful." He opened her robe and gently sucked and licked both nipples. Alice moaned in the background again.
The entrée was a skinned baked chicken breast in a cream sauce with wild rice and green beans. The fine French Chablis was perfect for the meal and disappeared quickly. Heather was feeling a light headed, when Jed filled her glass the third time. He had a slight tent in his robe. She thought, "He has made me cum several times, has had me submitting to him and has maneuvered me into kissing a woman but I have never seen his cock." She slipped her hand up his thigh, cupped his balls, squeezed slightly and then moved on up to his cock.
He was almost hard now. Heather had not touched one like this before. He was eight inches long and her fingers barely touched when they closed around the shaft. She had to see it. She opened his robe. Proud, glistening, uncircumcised, pulsing and now very hard, she saw. Heather had to have it in her mouth. She leaned forward, pushing the head between her lips. The taste was so wonderful, she just let it lie on her tongue and felt it throb.
Jed groaned and leaned over so his lips touched her hair, "I have needed to cum for a long time but I have saved myself for you." Heather had never wanted a man to cum in her mouth before. Now, she wanted his cum more than her next breath. Jed stood very still, holding the dripping bottle of Chablis. Heather sucked for her reward, occasionally, feeling an icecold drop of water splatter onto her skin. She cupped his balls. When she felt them tighten, she never broke rhythm. His first shot was deep and dead center. His cum slipped down her throat without her swallowing. Jed's knees almost buckled with the second shot. Heather savored this course for just a moment before she swallowed. Jed struggled to speak, "Save the rest in your mouth to share with our chef."
Jed pulled away, wincing as the sensitive head slipped free of Heather's lips. Unsteadily, he led her to Alice. Heather climbed up again as he removed the bit. Hungry lips met. Jed stood behind Heather and slipped the thumb of his right hand into her cunt and pressed lightly on her g-spot. His index finger found her clit and began to rub in small gentle circles. He moved in time with the girls' rolling, moaning, cum sharing kiss.
Alice was in a long, long gentle climax. She hummed softly and sucked Heather's tongue. Heather's climax hit totally unexpectedly and violently. She screamed and slammed into Alice, the bars and the chains. Alice sucked harder trying to use Heather's tongue like a cock to stretch to the back of her throat. Heather fell. Fell back, into Jed's strong arms. He carried her back and poured her into the chair, caressed her, kissed her and waited for her to recover.
