The surprise is evident on Kelly's face when he walks in through the garage door, seeing Eve standing before him in the middle of the kitchen. He sets his briefcase down, letting his eyes wander over her body, seeing her undressed for the first time. The beige, sheer slip beneath her underbust corset doesn't do much to hide her perky, round breasts. The slip's ribbons clip onto her beige thigh high stockings, the sheer fabric extending down past the top of her panties but not covering his view of her lace covered cunt, where he can see a slit in the fabric to denote the crotchlessness of them. Her light green heels barely give her enough height to match his.
The grin on his face is difficult to suppress, "To what do I owe this delectable treat, Eve?" He crosses to her, slowly circling to get the full view of her assets.
"Well, Kelly, you are ten minutes earlier than usual," she offers as an excuse for her undressed figure. She doesn't stop him as he stands in front of her, his hand sliding behind her neck as he pulls her forward, mouth melting into hers. His free hand traces the curves of her front, sliding down across her clit, easily penetrating her with first a single finger, followed by another and another.
He pulls back, his voice husky, "Mmm my, Eve, did my wife not perform up to standards today? No orgasm for you?"
Eve doesn't bother to control her panting, locking her eyes on to his, "No orgasm for me. At least, not yet," her voice is dark, a horse whisper at best.
Kelly doesn't stop sliding his fingers in and out of her wanton, needy cunt. A greedy smile crosses his lips as he steps towards her, slowly pushing her back against the counter, "Perhaps I should correct this error then?"
Eve's eyes drift shut, she can feel the heat building up quickly in her body. She knows it won't take much as she is half way there already. She contemplates stopping him, but the picture of his wife tied up in the play room, plug in her ass, ready to be dominated by them both flashes across her mind. With full intent of giving Farah a good show, she knows that her performance would be drastically short if she doesn't cum beforehand.
She opens her eyes when Kelly's hand tightens around her throat, the man hungrily watching her, his fingers sliding in and out of her faster now. A grin crosses his face, "Come on, Eve, give me this one gift."
She licks her lips, hands clenching the counter top. Eve can feel the muscles in her legs tighten. Relenting, she closes the gap between them, pressing her lips to his, willingly opening her mouth when his tongue darts in.
Kelly doesn't need anything more; he slides one foot between hers, pushing her left one further to the side, before repeating on the other until he has forced her legs open with his, allowing him easier access to her dripping cunt. He adds a fourth finger into the mix, extending his thumb out so that it rubs against her clit each time he slides in and out of her.
When he increases his speed again, it is all Eve can stand. Her legs tense and begin to shake, her body dropping down to grind against his hand. When she pulls away from his mouth, he quickly covers hers with his hand, stifling the moan he knows is coming, not wanting his wife to hear it. Eve tries to quiet herself but as her cunt tightens over his fingers, the ecstasy explodes through her body so fiercely, that if she wasn't clinging to the counter she would have lost her balance. Kelly halts his pace for a moment, before slowly stroking his fingers in and out of her, eliciting as much as he can from her orgasm until she involuntarily convulses against him.
He finally withdraws his hand, picking her up by the waist to sit her on the counter; making sure she is steady and won't fall off, he releases his hold and grabs a towel to wipe off his now drenched hand. He stands slightly back from her, an odd smile on his face as he cleans his hands off.
"This is...very unexpected Eve. Normally you push me off before I get too far but today," he shakes his head, "When was the last time you came?"
Eve rests her head backwards against a cabinet, her body still weak with the bliss drifting through her veins. She gazes upon his brilliant smile, really studying the features of his face for the first time. He has deep brown eyes, the five o'clock shadow across his face gives him a rugged, model feel. Though his black hair is buzzed on the sides, the top is long and slicked back in a slight wave. Eve imagines that when he really gets into a night of domination, his perfect hair starts to become disheveled, long bangs falling over his forehead. When she ponders being able to see it tonight, a grin crosses her face.
"Um, yesterday. I think. Yes," she fumbles, trying to come out of her haze, "a client of mine got one out of me, but when he wanted to try for seconds, I stopped him half way. He's so green, with this lifestyle, I got him to agree to come to the House on Saturday so that I could watch him fuck someone," she waves her hand, getting off the subject, "but earlier yesterday I met with a different client of mine who wants to become a dom, and he's going to debut on Saturday. I fucked up and made a huge mistake."
Kelly tilts his head, brow crinkling as he reaches into a cupboard next to her, taking out a glass. Filling it up with water, he hands it to her, "You? Fuck up? I doubt that. What happened?"
Eve slowly drinks, finally coming down off of her high, "Honestly, Kelly, it's been happening a lot lately. I feel like I'm spiraling out of control. I am alwaysβ
always
βhorny. I can cum, but it never seems like it is enough. I know that client wants to fuck me in the worst way and I gave him the opportunity to explore domination, with me," she trails off as she sees the surprised look on Kelly's face, "no penetration, but...christ, I was so close to begging for it. And he's just a gorgeous man." She shakes her head, setting the glass down. "Then, this afternoon with your wife," she draws in a deep breath and stops herself there, letting the anticipation build.
Kelly watches her, waiting, before finally saying, "Did she do something wrong? She didn't start turning inward and pulling away from this world, did she?"
Eve can see the disappointment starting to cross his features, the fear that his wife has decided to terminate her venture into bondage, into submission. She lets it linger for a moment before she speaks, "Um, no. Quite the opposite, actually. I broached the subject of a threesome, between all of us."
"And?" he asks eagerly, placing a hand on the counter either side of her, leaning forward slightly.
"And," a smirk grows over her face, "she's waiting for us in your play room."
His face melts into shock, and as the words sink in, he starts smiling, "Waitβ
today?