Wow! That was one of the best blow jobs I've had. I draw in a big breath to try to control my breathing as I watch Liz stand slowly in front of me. The water runs in rivulets down her body. Her downcast lashes had responded instantly upon Eric's command. I have never seen her like this. So elegant and graceful in her movements, and responsive to everything around her. She's a sensual goddess under his every command.
I am caught up in the moment, watching as she slowly turns around. Her hand size breasts and large pink nipples disappear from my view. But her fucking fine perky arse as all mine to take in. I can see just the silvery stretch marks reaching from her waist towards her belly. She wears them as badges of honour shining through her tanned olive skin. It's only then that I realise that she has only faint tanlines of shorts and tshirt length. Fuck! She must sunbathe nude... "Mmmm..." I hear myself groan
Hearing the repetitive clicking from the tightening of the cuffs. I lift my gaze from her beautiful arse to watch Eric and Liz. He is gazing at her in a hardened manner with a glimmer of lust breaking though. Her head is still bowed, but her shoulders are back.
"Jay, get the red rope from that storage box behind the spa." Eric says without looking at me. I look around not knowing where the box is. He must see me in his peripheral vision as he points over my left shoulder without removing his intensifying gaze from Liz. I lift my legs over the side of the spa, twisting to see the storage box I had never noticed before. It's pushed back in the corner half covered with foliage from the bird of paradise planted between the upper and lower decks. As I walk to the box I hear Eric in a low commanding voice that I've never heard before this evening
"Look at me sweetness; Good. How are you feeling?"
"Green, Sir" Liz responds in such a sultry voice it makes my breath quiver.
"Give me an emotion Liz." he commands.
"Excited Sir, very excited." Liz replies, softly with such a polite manner it's like I'm hearing a whole different person.
I open the box in front of me and see not only the red rope, but what looks like a whole lot of random things. I reach in grabbing the rope, but it gets caught on what looks like a thick garden stake that is used for something like a tomato plant. It comes out with the rope, falling onto the deck with a clatter.
"Sorry mate. Caning is not part of tonight's scene." Erics says laughingly. I feel my eyes widen as I reach down to return the newly labeled instrument of torture to the box. Did he just say caning? What the fuck are these guys into? I turn and see Eric watching me closely. He must see the questions in my face as he says,
"Jay, I don't abuse her; She likes pain with her pleasure. It gets her out of her head. I'll chat to you later about it. The most pain she'll get tonight is a pink arse from my bare hand. And yours if you're keen."
Responding slowly, I say, "I'll see how things go if that's ok?"
I look down at the rope now wondering what it could be for. My curiosity rises as I move it from one hand to the other, hearing Eric say.
"Hey Bro, if anything becomes too much for you, you can also say stop aye. Liz and I use a traffic light system, but the word stop is a great start for you tonight."
I glance back at them. I see Liz standing there with the odd droplet of water glimmering on her stunning body, the outdoor lighting only enhancing the sight. Her chocolate brown eyes are watching me with such lust and passion it halts me for a moment. What do I have to doubt? They aren't asking me to do anything I've not dreamt of before. I pause seeing Liz's gaze change, it softens, calling to me, making my heart flutter as I feel her caring nature kick in. Wow, her, directing these emotions at me, it's like bathing in the soul warming sun after a very, very long winter. Internally I acknowledge it has been a long winter for me.
Taking a big breath, I stride purposefully to the spa, saying,
"I'm all in, but you guys need to come clean afterwards, it's kinda blow'n my mind."
Eric laughs lightly, saying; "Absolutely, we're happy to tell you anything about our lifestyle." What does he mean by lifestyle? Fuck, I gotta stop thinking or I'll loose what I've got going. Making a conscious effort, I focus back on what's happening in front of me.
"Step back into the spa Jay." Eric instructs. Lifting one leg at a time back into the warmth of the water, I pass him the rope and slide down into the water to warm my body up again. Liz gazes at me hungrily as I watch her waiting for Eric who is working with the rope. Her soft, pink lips reminded me of how only minutes ago I had them wrapped around my cock. Feeling my cock swell at the thought I can only imagine what's in store for me. I'd take anything she's willing to give me, my anticipation building as I take her in.
Her dark brown, long, hair tied up high on her head, strands having fallen out and the steamy moisture in the air making it cling to her tanned skin. I can't get enough of surveying her body. She has curves in all the right places, her breasts lower than they used to be from having their kids. The praise I want to sing for her body is still just as strong as all the other times I've seen glimpses of it over the years.
Distracted by Eric throwing the rope over the pergola beam, my eyes follow his hands as he easily manipulates the rope in a confident, purposeful manner. A couple of knots later he nods to Liz to come closer. Grasping her arms he threads the rope between her arms, pulling them up, being held in place by the handcuffs and Erics ropes. I could see Liz relax into the position. She bows her head, and arms slightly bent, raised above her head. She rolls her shoulders slightly, sighing deeply.
"Perfect." Eric said gruffly, he continued, "Now Jay. We get to play for a while before we punish her for her errors earlier. Come on over." I stand slowly, waiting to see how Eric starts, nervous to do something wrong. Eric slides his hand down from the ropes and her back, down to her arse in a very slow sensual manner. I step forward, slowly reaching out for her breast. Her skin is slightly cold to touch from being out of the water. Her nipples are hard and breast fitting snugly in my palm, the weight a joy to hold. I feel my cock twitch again.
