(All characters in this story are over the age of 18)
Jake paces around his rinky dink hotel room, blinds drawn, the two queen sized beds perfectly made. He followed her orders to the T and even showed up early - so early there was nothing left to do but wait for her. A sound of a keycard sliding through the slot resembled cannon fire, making him stand up in attention, his eyes focused on the wooden door. There she was, his petite mistress - well, actually she was an adulteress, he was the paramour. Her pony tail concealed by a fedora meant to obscure her more distinguishable figures, a long beige leather coat that made her look similar to a femme fatale straight out of a noir movie.
"Moonlight?" He dare not use her real name, for fear the uniqueness would give away too much. "Starlight" the slightly raspy, but cutesy voice echoed throughout the small, dark room. He nearly leapt to her, but wanted to wait until she closed the door.
His lips met hers, her back against the door. He stood in his underwear (per, her orders) she moaned and giggled as their tongues played tonsil hockey. "I missed you." He said, nearly in joyful tears at her sight. "I missed you." She repeated the same to him as their kissing lead them to one of the beds, where she pushed him down. "Sit down, you naughty boy." She pretended to lecture him, her inked up ring finger pointing at him. "You think it's fun to make your lover come out this late, to this drab apartment?"
"I'm sorry, Moonlight" Jake pleaded for forgiveness. "I just wanted to see you so bad, I miss when we could be together more often." Ever since her new movie began shooting she's been jetting off in and out of the country filming and doing promotional work for it. That and the recent drama with her husband (or soon to be ex) didn't help matters. She flew all the way back to Los Angeles, not to repair her marriage, but to be with the person who probably sent it in a tailspin. Not that she held a grudge. Cheating came all too natural to Ariana, as being a submissive came to Jake.
"Underwear, off." She commanded him. She took her coat off and threw it on the other bed. She unbuttoned her long black pants, but kept her beige tank top on. "Hmmmm... on second thought, you don't deserve to see me naked you little home-wrecker!" Ari teased him, but he did take it personally, which is why she did it.
He complied and did as he was told, his erect 4 inch pecker sprang out. Ari preferred smaller cocks to large ones. For all the obvious advantages long genitalia enjoy, they do cause pain for her. Plus, a smaller penis means it's easier for her to command. "Is that thumbtack erect or..." Jake blushes. "Oh, I'm so sorry baby, here, let Mommy Ari make it come alive." She crawls behind him, kissing his neck where his little hairs stood straight, nibbling her ears and licking his lobe as her moonlight tatted hand stroked his little, pathetic member. He looked down and saw her wedding ring still on her finger, no doubt just to torment him. Resting his head on her shoulder they share eye contact, her brown eyes narrow as his widen then shut as her pace grows. "Ohh... uhhh... Ari" He gasps as his hips move erratically. She wraps an arm around his waist to keep him between her legs, "I- I love you!"
She smirks in satisfaction. It's very easy to break him, but only she could do it. No other woman can make Jake melt like she could. For years they've seen each other and no matter who's she's dated and left he's always waited for her. Nathan, Rickey, Pete, and now Dalton - and maybe this new guy Ethan. Ariana's kept Jake, her little pet, on a string for a decade and he's never had the wherewithal to leave her even though she continues to toy with him.
