This is part two. Please read part one in order for it to make sense.
Once again, enjoy! And I welcome feedback.
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He moans softly and runs His fingers down her blouse to tease her nipples. “This working at home stuff really works, I must say!”
She shivers and arches into His hand, “Oh You tease!”
“Come on now, you know we have to get dinner going, the Smiths will be over soon.”
She sighs reluctantly and gives Him a small shove. “Then let me up please.” He helps her up and she smiles up at Him.
“And, if I recall, you said something to Mr. Smith last time about what you wanted to do with him.”
He winks at her.
she blushes hotly and stammers, “Didn’t think You had ahh heard that.”
“I didn't; he told Denise later and she told me when I saw her last week.”
she mutters something about Denise...then wriggles, knowing she’s been caught.
“Oh come on, don't mutter like that, she's as hot for Me as he is for you.”
she grinds her teeth momentarily...then sighs. “Well i suppose there's no point in denying it...but do You really think he'd enjoy that? He always seems to wear the pants in their family.”
“That’s not what Denise told Me.”
“Really.”
She tugs her skirt down and unbuttons the top two buttons on her blouse, thinking. “What about her? is she a bottom? or looking for something more vanilla.” she tries not to display her (bad) possessive streak
“Well, she didn't seem very bottom as she was running her boots up My legs under the table at lunch.”
jenn looks surprised. “My, she is bold.”
“I think he wears the pants in public, but I'm pretty sure they're switch.” He chuckles. “I think he'd good great in panties and stockings.”
“Ohhh,” she thinks of Mr. Smith and his trim physique, “oh he'd make a good girl!”
Tony pretends to pout. “HE'd make a good girl? Sheesh!”
She giggles, “Well Sir, i can hardly dress You up!”
“Well, mabye Denise can then”
she looks shocked. “It's been ages since You subbed! Think You can do it? i can't bear to watch!”
He moves close to her. “you can't bear to watch? why is that dear?”
she looks down, “Oh...no reason.”
He lifts her chin, and rubs her neck. “Why?”
she looks everywhere but in His eyes. “You know how i am.”
“But I so enjoy hearing you say it.”
she grits her teeth and closes her eyes. she takes a breath, opens her mouth to speak and finally only clenches her fists.
“SAY it.”
she grinds it out. “i am possessive. It is wrong for me to be so,” she swallows hard, “but dammit...” an angry blush creeps up her face...”You're mine!”
He smiles and kisses her sweetly. “But, you want Mr. Smith, don't you?”
she squirms, then admits it reluctantly, “Maybe a little.”
He undoes another button on her blouse.
And then another.
“I think I know exactly how I want you dressed tonight,” He says, “follow Me.”
She bites her lip, but follows Him docilely.
He goes to her closet. “hmmm, not slutty enough, not slutty enough, not slutty enough...”
she watches her clothes fall in a rainbow around Him and groans, thinking she’s going to have to clean it up.
He grins in triumph, “Ahhh, here we go! Go get in the shower, shave all over, and I will start dinner, you will put on what I'll lay out for you.”
She smiles, “Yes Sir.” she heads off to the shower, leaving her rumpled, sweat stained suit in the hamper.
He calls after her, “And you know I always clean up after Myself.”
she decides to pretend she didn't hear the last comment and turns on the water, piping hot...she grabs a new razor blade and steps into the shower.
Tony cleans up, and carefully put her outfit on their king sized bed. He strips to His shorts, and goes to begin putting dinner together.
she hums to herself as she washes her hair, wondering what, exactly, He has planned for tonight.
He pokes His head in and gives her a quick kiss. “Everywhere,” He reminds her gently.
“Yes Sir!” A short while later, carefully shaved, and checked twice, she wanders into the bedroom to find her outfit on the bed. she grimaces. Oh No!
Tony is listening to some jazz as He works on the salad. She can hear it, and smiles at His choice, she can also hear Him chopping and dicing.
she dries herself off and rubs some vanilla scented lotion into her skin while staring at the micro skirt.
The top barely covers her boobs....she smiles, secretly amused that dinner before the seduction of another couple has garlic...but, she shrugs to herself, i suppose everyone will be eating it.
She’s finally dressed. Hair pulled back with two combs above her ears and hanging down her back, her eyes done darkly but her mouth looking natural with a slight sheen to it. A slim, black leather collar graces her throat. she carries the boots in her hand as she wanders into the kitchen.
Setting the boots down, she comes up behind Him and asks if she can help.
He leans back into her, to feel her sexy body and presence, and to take in her scent.
she runs her hands over His chest and kisses His shoulder.
“I do love you so,” He tells her.
She grins and teases His nipples, “Entirely mutual Master.”
He turns to look at her, she tries to smother her grin and look innocent.
“you look wonderful, exactly what I was going for. Now I am going to shower and get dressed, everything is set, so if you would get the table ready, we'll be eating Asian style tonight, on O/our cushions.”
she smiles, “Yes Sir.”
“And don't worry, I think Denise is more curious than anything, but I do find her attractive, but its you I'm with, remember that.”
she blushes at having her insecurities so bluntly put on the table. “Yes Sir, of course.”
“See you in a bit.”
She answers His kiss with one of her own and watches Him leave the kitchen. she goes to the hutch to get the square, white porcelain dishes, chopsticks and thick linen napkins. she takes them to the living room where they have a large, low square table. she sets the things down and kneels to set the table.
A low bowl of pale pink flowers and 3 short, white candles complete the image.
Meanwhile, Tony showers and shaves, taking His time and enjoying the warmth after their lovemaking. He then dries off and steps into His closet.
she listens to the slight sounds of Him walking around and smiles as she heads into the kitchen for her boots.
He pulls on the leather pants, the black shirt, leaving two buttons undone; He puts on His wrist jewelry and black leather biker boots finishes the job.
she tugs on her boots, sliding the black leather up past her knees and wriggles her ankle to get her foot in. she runs her hands over her calf to make sure the fit it snugly. Tony slips into the room unnoticed, watching her as she pulls on the other boot. He draws in a breath when she stands. “you are stunning, My dear.”
The door bell rings
She grins her thanks at Him and she glances at the clock, “5 minutes early as usual. Shall i answer?”
“you are to present yourself to them, especially him, now go.”
“Yes Sir.” she brushes her hand against His on the way by.
She reaches the door, takes one deep breath to steady herself, the pulls the door wide open.
They both gasp as they see her, Tony walks in behind her to say hi.
She says, "Good evening Sir, Madam." Then she waits, arms folded behind her back, eyes down. The position pulls her breasts up and the top rides up, almost exposing her nipples.
Tony tells them hi and invites them in. He whispers something to Denise. jenn closes the door, turns to them and offers to take their coats. Denise and Jack look nice in a skirt and suit. She turns to hang up the coats. She is dying of curiosity, wondering what Her Master said to Denise.
Out loud He says, “Denise, can you give me a hand in the kitchen?”
She says, “Sure Tony.”
He nods at her, she says something to her husband, then turns and takes Tony’s arm.
she stands patiently, eyes down, and waits, knowing He’s given the Smiths permission for something...she doesn't wait long to find out.
He comes to her, and reminds her that He loves her, and she is a slut. He runs His fingers over her brief skirt and says to jack, “Enjoy.”
He and Denise leave, His arm around her waist, her trim Asian body molded to His.
Jenn watches them leave, nervously, trying not to be envious. She doesn’t have long to wait...jack drops to his knees and kisses her boots, licking them.
she gasps in surprise, despite the earlier conversation about the Smiths.
Denise and Tony peek around the door, and seeing him kissing her boots they look at each other and smile.
She almost backs up a step, but gets a grip on her former Domme self.
Denise helps Tony gather the rest of the items for dinner and put them on the table. Then He pulls her to Him, and they kiss hard.
He says, “does it turn you on to see your husband with jenn?”
jenn grabs jack's hair and pulls him up till he is on his knees but upright.
"God yes!” Denise says, "it’s so hot, she's amazing.”
He nods, and hands her some sparkling water.
jenn leans over jack and whispers, “you are Mine for the night!”
"Dinner's ready!" Tony says loudly
They move to sit at the table. Jenn lets jack go and snaps her fingers at him, he scrambles after her as she strides into the room.
Tony motions her to sit in His lap and they feed each other through the meal. Jenn is delighted and licks His fingers whenever possible. She wipes a bit of sauce from the corner of His mouth and sucks i off her finger while staring at jack. Jack squirms.
“Yes,” He says to Denise, “this way, I don't spill anything on my leather pants. You should try them, you have the legs for them and they would look great on you.”
she smiles at Denise, “yes Ma'am, i do my best.”
Denise and jack are both so aroused, they can barely speak or eat. Tony and jenn, satisfied their guests are also done, they clean up the table, and bring out the tea.
