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.
