I arrive home from work, happy to be back home with You. Stepping into the living room expecting to see You there, a little shocked at Your absence. Spotting the note You left on the table, taking it off the table, my mind reels a bit at the news You left. "A guest?" the first thought that flashed into my mind was a weekend without Your touch like last time, reading further I see Your order to get clean and be dressed like for work when You get home. Smiling some to myself at Your words knowing that means it's not another Dom, but also thinking that my jealousy is wrong knowing I need to tell You. Stripping slowly as I enter O/our bedroom, a slight shiver running through my body as I think of what will happen with this guest.
Stepping into the shower, my hands roam over my body, toned and fit at Your wishes and as a result of the diet You selected for U/us. The lather flowing over my body, my hand brushes over my cock, finding it growing hard at some images of this weekend. Groaning as I wrap my fingers around it, slowly stroking it as the water flows over my body. Thoughts of You telling me to please this guest, unsure if it's a man or woman. Images of hard dicks being replaced by flashes of Your pussy, my mind running wild with ideas. Grunting softly, my playing around the head of my manhood, my hand pumping it quickly now, my mind lost in the images. Straightening up as suddenly I feel Your hand on me, turning to look at You "I'm sorry Mistress, I thought I had longer". A soft smile coming to Your face "it's ok dear you didn't cum. Now get dressed and come meet My friend" nodding softly as I rinse the soap off my body. My eyes roaming along Your body as You walk out of the bathroom, Your sudden appearance killing my arousal for now.
Getting dressed quickly, I rush down the stairs, tripping a bit on the last one and stumbling into the foyer. Chuckling softly as I compose myself, walking out to the living room, glancing at You for cues, nodding as You shake Your head. Staying standing up, moving to You, stepping to Your side, smiling softly feeling Your arm slipping around "John this is Jerry. Jerry this is John" You motion between us. I nod "A pleasure" smiling at the man; he reaches across offering his hand. Taking it, slowly shaking it, testing his grip against mine in a stupid male thing. We all sit down for a bit and chat, You ask me to get some drinks, I nod and slip off to the kitchen.
Surprised by the fact You follow me, I turn as W/we enter the kitchen, looking into Your eyes asking You what's going on with mine. "John he is your equal this weekend. Keep him in his place but always be respectful and listen to Me. I am still your Mistress but he isn't your Master" nodding softly to Your words, I move around the kitchen, making the drink. Following You back out of the kitchen, I set the tray down, sitting myself next to You. Our conversation is soft and toned with sexual under tones. You turn and look at me, wrapping Your arms around me, pulling my body tight to Yours, O/our chest rubbing together. I whisper in Your ear "Mistress I need You" You smile then lean in kissing me briefly "W/we shall have E/each other darling and him" You motion over to him as he sits watching U/us.
Laughing as I lean down, nipping at Your neck tenderly, my tongue slowly teases along Your skin, tasting Your desire on Your flesh. I hear You growl softly "Come here" to him, my hands kneading Your ass, glancing watching as he moves to U/us. Nipping lower on Your neck, watching You as You kiss him, a growl escapes me as a hint of jealousy mixes with my desire. Watching as You kiss him as if he were something you could devour. Listening to You, my teeth grazing along Your neck "You both share a secret and today I get to play with that." You look over at him "you want to be fucked, and John here is bi guess what, you're getting fucked" I pause from Your neck long enough to chuckle some, only to receive a stern glance from You "you're My plaything John and I want you to have fun with him"
Smiling softly to You as I shift closer to him, he gets an odd look on his face; his eyes locked on Yours "I never said by a guy. You said you'd be the one doing it" You laugh gently "He is an extension on Me and no I said you'd get fucked. Now relax he is a good lover". My fingers brush along his cheek, smirking to myself watching the fear in his eyes, reminded of my dungeon days. Leaning in close to him, inhaling softly, taking in the smell of fear and lust, leaning down kissing his lips softly, feeling him shift back from me. My eyes turn to You seeking a little help, smiling as I watch You slip off the couch, and behind him. His movement halting by You, Your hand coming up, grabbing his hair turning him to face You "by rejecting him you're rejected me my dear. Now relax or you might see of side of Me only he likes" Your fingers slip from his hair as You push him to me.