"Hey Brad, it's me Tori."
"Hi Tori, what's up?"
"I...I was wondering if you'd like to have an appointment this week?" She stammered.
"Well, we had one just last week. I'm kind of not ready to give it a go again," he said, trying to keep the sound of his smile from her.
"Oh, well, I...um...I..."
"Did you want to have one this week Tori?"
"Um...kind of...I mean John will be visiting his friend out of state. I thought that'd be a good time for us to...you know?"
"I'm not so sure I want to go again so soon. That is, unless you really want to do it again, this week?"
"...Yeah, I do. I'll...I'll make it better for you. I'll do what you tell me to this time," she blurted out in a rush.
"Hahahaha...okay Tori, no problem. When do you want to do this?"
"How about tomorrow?" Tori said, a little breathlessly.
"Sure, same time in the morning as last time?"
"Yeah, that'd be great!"
"Okay, shower, shave up, and we'll have a good time, Brad said.
"All right, I'll see you here tomorrow then."
"Bye."
"Bye."
The sad thing about the whole arrangement was the fact that the sexual encounters all happened during the day, while Tori's husband was at work. That means in the dull times of the day, Tori's mind was bound to turn to her memories. This was an added benefit to Brad's plan. Mostly it was just to see how much he could get out of her. This phone call was a result of the fuckings he had given her. Now she was starting to come to him. It could get dangerous if Brad's wife ever found out about the deal he worked out with Tori. That's why she may not exactly enjoy what he had planned for her. She'll learn to wait for Brad to call, not the other way around.
Brad rapped on the door a few times before it swung open. There was Tori...but looking a little different today than she had at their last meeting. She had put on a light layer of makeup and was wearing a striped pink and white top. Ragged denim shorts covered her little ass and scrunched down socks were on her feet.
"Hi Brad, come on in," she said with a nice smile on her face.
"You look nice, Tor."
"Thanks. You want something to drink before...?"
"No, I'm good, " Brad said, heading for the couch in the living room.
"Um, wait. Don't you want to do this in the bedroom?" She asked with some hesitation in her voice.
"Well, anywhere is fine by me. Did you want to do this on your bed, Tor?" Brad asked.
"Yeah, I thought that was where we were going to do this?"
"Okay, the bedroom it is," Brad said, noticing the look of relief on her face.
As they made their way to the bedroom, Brad began to notice the small signs of something wrong. Tori was chatting away about nothing in particular, nothing like the nervousness she'd displayed at their last session. She's up to something, Brad thought. This should be interesting.
As Brad walked in the bedroom, a few changes caught his eye. The bed sheets had been changed, the lights were down low, and the closet door was open just a few inches. He'd also seen the way Tori had first looked at the closet when they walked in. On guard, Brad moved to the side of the bed opposite the closet. He reached for the bedside light to turn it on, as the only one on was the one on the other side of the bed.
"Wait, don't you like it dark like this?" She quickly blurted out.
"No, I like to see my dick sliding in and out of you." Brad said, going for shock value.
"Ugh, you don't have to be so sick about it." She said with a look of disgust on her face.
Truth be told, there was plenty of light already. Brad just wanted to see a little bit better into the closet. A quick twist of the switch revealed what was going on. Brad pretended to smooth out the sheets on his side while he glanced into the closet. Tori's secret was revealed: The camera Brad and Katy had given them for a wedding gift was setup in the closet on the tripod. Evidence equals power and Tori was trying to gain control of the situation. She wanted to play games with this whole situation. This made Brad extremely upset. She was getting a lot of money for holding up her end of the bargain. Knowledge is power...and Brad was feeling very powerful at this moment. I'll give some her evidence, Brad thought.
"All right, I'll shut it off...you shy little minx!" Brad said jokingly.
A look of relief crossed her face as the light was shut off. Brad began to take off his clothes, trying to stay in view of the camera the whole time. Tori was still on the other side off the bed, watching Brad take off his clothes. After Brad hung up his last things he turned to Tori with a knowing look. Tori had the grace to blush when Brad caught her staring at his cock. Tori got out of her clothes and quickly laid down on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.
"Well?" Brad asked with hands on hips.
"Well what?" Tori asked, not sure what he was waiting for.
Brad sighed and pulled Tori to her feet on his side of the bed. Leaning in, Brad began to kiss her. Starting at her neck and working up over her ear and down to her mouth. Tori was slow to respond at first, but Brad was relentless with his ministrations. She began to respond with faster breathing. Tori was lost in the kissing when she felt Brads fingers beginning to work their way between her lower lips. 'He's using both of my lips at the same time,' she thought with a cotton-filled head.
Brad could feel her juices starting to flow around his fingers. He could only smile to himself thinking, 'Faster than a rocket and wetter than the ocean.' Moving his hands up to her smallish breasts, he began to fondle and squeeze. Pulling on her nipples and circling the areola, Brad's goal was to make her nipples as hard as he could get them. It didn't take long...
"Owww, don't make them so hard. It hurts," she said, pulling away from his hands.
