The Ceo

Aunt Mable sent Eva back to her room until dinner, making it very clear that she was not to mention the afternoon's activities in any way or talk to anyone about it. Big Daddy undid Eva's ankle restraints, and pulled the anal plug out of her ass. Eva grabbed her suit and left without a word.

Eva got back to her room and stood in front of the mirror, trying to determine if she knew the woman that seemed to be a stranger looking back at her. Eva felt so different than she had just six months ago. Her body looked different, and it definitely felt different. She had discovered new feelings and emotions that she didn't even know could be a part of her. Eva's whole sense of what she desired, what was important, and who she was had all changed. It was really too much to process at once.

Eva got in the shower and let the warm water wash over her, feeling it hit her skin and run down her body. There was something soothing about it, and she tried to not pay any attention to anything except for how it felt right now, the steamy air swirling around her and the patter of the stream on her back and the tile. Eva's thoughts drifted to Lucas and she wondered how much he knew, and then considered whether he would still accept her if he knew everything, what she had done, and what she had become.

Eva got dressed and decided she would go to dinner, not knowing what to expect. Aunt Mable and Big Daddy acted like nothing had ever happened. It was kind of eerie in a way, hearing them chat and banter at the dinner table, seeming so relaxed. Eva couldn't get the image of Aunt Mable in her fishnet stockings and tiny leather triangles, riding crop in hand, out of her head.

After dinner, Eva retreated to her room.

When it was late enough, she decided to call Lucas, though it might still be early morning there.

"Hello," said the voice on the other end.

"Hi," Eva mumbled feebly.

"So good to hear your voice, Love," said Lucas.

"It's good to hear yours, too," Eva agreed. "I missed talking to you yesterday."

"I'm sorry I missed you," he offered. "So, how are you?"

"Okay," Eva replied.

"That doesn't sound very convincing," he said.

"What have you been doing?" Eva asked trying to change the subject.

"Ah, there was a grand party last night at one of the old castles. It was quite fun, lots of dancing." he said. Eva was a little jealous that he had been at a party dancing without her, but it seemed silly really. Eva did wish she had been there.

"What did you do on your Saturday?" he asked. How could she answer that, Eva thought.

"I got a little sun. How well do you know Aunt Mable?" Eva asked. Eva didn't really know where this was going, but she was a little curious about what he knew, but she couldn't just come out and ask him.

"Well, you knew that I worked for her mother for quite some time....," he replied. What? Eva felt blind-sided. No, she definitely didn't know that.

"No, I don't think so," Eva replied.

"Remember the conversation we had about my growing up, and how I was introduced to society? I guess I didn't mention specifically that Mable's mother was one of my primary benefactors...," Lucas paused to let that sink in. Crap, Eva realized, he had been screwing Aunt Mable's mom. She certainly had seen him, known him. This conversation definitely wasn't going as planned.

"So, you've know her for some time..." Eva trailed off.

"Yes," he admitting before becoming quiet. "So, I guess you should know that we did have a tryst, long ago." Eva couldn't hardly hear what he was saying, and it definitely wasn't sinking in. How could this be happening, she thought. He continued, "I told you that I was always going to be honest with you, and so I will tell you anything you want to know."

Eva held the phone but couldn't think. Did she want to know anything? She didn't think so. That could have been 15 years ago, before she met Big Daddy. Eva remained quiet.

He finally continued, "You and I, we have a special bond, and I want you to really know me, and I want to know you, completely, totally, without any masks or facade hiding who and what we are. Do you understand?" he now almost pleaded.

"I just didn't know it was so complicated," Eva said, still trying to get it straight in her mind.

"It isn't complicated, these are just experiences that have happened in our lives," he offered. "We don't always control our every circumstance, and things never work out like we planned. That is just the way life is."

Yea, sometimes life sucks, Eva thought, or you get fucked. Great, now her mind was back on sex, which is what she was trying to avoid.

"Did something happen with Aunt Mable?" he asked gingerly. Besides her tying me up and sticking a dildo in my ass, Eva wanted to blurt out. How was Eva going to broach this subject? After all, he didn't know about when she did Big Daddy, or about Thursday night with Margo, and now this.

"Are you sure it's not easier if we just don't talk about it?" Eva suggested. Besides Eva wasn't sure she really wanted to know about any tryst he had with Aunt Mable.

"Look, if this is going to work between us, you and me, then communication is the key, as it is to any relationship. Do you want to be with someone who you fantasize is the person you want to be with, but have no idea who they really are, like many couples do? Or do you want to really know the person you're involved with, know both their good and bad, and accept them or reject them for the person they are," Lucas said. "I want to really know you, and want you to feel like you can always share anything with me."

Eva thought about it for a minute. Obviously he was right. It was one thing to date a dreamy guy, hoping he was the person you thought he was, it was another thing altogether to really find out about someone, and get to really know them. This would definitely be more new territory in Eva's life.

"Alright, I'll try, because I want to really know you. I'm just not sure you really want to know me," Eva said sheepishly.

"It will only deepen our relationship, I promise," he said. "I tell you what, I'll go first, and then it will be your turn." At least Eva had a few moments reprieve to think about it. Maybe he'd forget by the time he was done, Eva mused.

"Ok, so I'll tell you about Mable, but keep in mind this was a long time ago," Lucas said.

"The first time I saw Mable she was standing next to a bar, her leg over her head, practicing her ballet. I had peeked into the room when I heard some music coming from it. She said, hello, then continued her exercise, ignoring me. I only watched her for a moment, but sensed that she was somehow vibrant beneath her cool exterior.

When I saw her in brief moments thereafter, I would tease her about her icy demeanor, and she warmed up to me, always elaborately ignoring me and giving me the cold shoulder with the faintest of little smiles as she turned away. She would complain to her mother in front of me that I was boring and rude, and that she couldn't imagine what she saw in me. I always felt that it was in jest, though, and that perhaps she secretly liked me.

One night we were at a party, I as her mother's escort, and I asked her to dance, and she didn't turn me down like she usually did. She was a marvelous dancer, and I was still fairly inexperienced at the time. She chided me for my ineptness and lack of grace, and danced with me emotionlessly and walked away quietly afterward.

Several weeks later, out of the blue, she suggested to her mother that if I was going to continue to be her escort, that she should, at the very least, teach me to dance. A time was agreed upon for her to instruct me each week. She made it very clear that it was to be work, and that she was only doing it because it needed to be done.

She was exacting and demanding as an instructor, and I actually began to believe she truly hated me and enjoyed torturing me. I rarely seemed to see the tiny smile I was always searching her countenance for. I secretly adored her, she seemed so untouchable, unattainable, and larger than life. We continued this way for nearly two years. Each week I held her in my arms, danced with her, longed for her, yet she treated me as little more than a hired hand.

And then, it happened, I can't even explain it. We were dancing the salsa, and I had finally learned to dance. It was no longer steps and movements, but two people discovering each other, working together, sharing the moment, and when the music stopped we made love right there on the dance floor. However, not much changed. Afterward, she gathered her dancing outfit and quietly walked away. The lessons were over, and I would have to find a new partner."

Eva sat quietly on the line, dumbfounded by his revelation. Maybe she was just a replacement for his unrequited longing for Mable. No, Eva was too different, that didn't make sense. Aunt Mable was older than he was, so at the time she must have seemed much older and more sophisticated and accomplished.

"Are you going to say something?" Lucas asked. "Anything?" he nearly pleaded again after some additional lingering silence.

"I don't know what to say, it's just a lot to take in," Eva said, trying to figure out how to continue. "I have some things to tell you, too, if we're really going to be honest with each other, but I don't know how to do it. Maybe we should use Skype so I can see your face, so I see how you are taking things," Eva suggested.

"I'm actually out for my morning walk, so I'm away from the house at the moment. I'm sure it will be fine, you can read my voice, and I'll be honest with you about my impressions," Lucas offered.

"Well, first, I guess I should tell you that I fucked Big Daddy after one of our photo sessions...," Eva said timidly.

"Well, I'm not that surprised about that, I mean, I watched you suck him and jack him off, and he obviously has a big cock any woman would enjoy," he said. "Did you enjoy it?"

"I was so horny I practically begged him to do it, I don't know why I need it so bad sometimes," Eva said, suddenly feeling bad about her behavior.

"I think it's just a normal response to hormones, but maybe it's just a new feeling for you, and you've given yourself permission to give in to those feelings," he offered.

"Well, I must have given myself permission, because the next night Aunt Margo took me out and we ended up at a hotel with four men," Eva admitted.

"Hmm, you never talked like you went out to bars much before," he said.

"I haven't, and certainly never picked up a guy," Eva said.

"So, what happened?"

"Initially Aunt Margo challenged me to pick up a guy she picked out, and vice versa, suggesting we have carnal knowledge on the premises like the 'Top Gun' bar scene," Eva explained.

"I'm such a slut, I sat on the guy's lap right in the booth seat," Eva admitted, almost crying.

"Now, now, there's nothing to be upset about, you didn't do anything wrong," Lucas said, trying to comfort Eva.

"I just don't understand myself anymore. I mean, I liked how naughty it felt, and then later I loved spreading my legs for the guys. I don't know who I've become," Eva sobbed, trying to explain and make some sense of it at the same time.

"Hey, you are a smart, beautiful woman, and your desire for sex is completely natural. I know it is new to you, and seems odd, but it's part of how we are made. You are just trying out your new wheels, so to speak, to see how they perform. There is nothing to be ashamed about, really," he said empathetically. His voice seemed so genuine and understanding. "I wish I could have been there to share the moment with you, but since I wasn't, I really want you to tell me all about it."

"So, the next thing, I really don't know how to tell you...," Eva trailed off.

"Well, it can wait until later if you like," he offered.

"No, I might as well tell you," Eva said, still not sure what to say. "I was introduced to 'Mistress' Mable." After Eva said it, she was sure it wouldn't make any sense to him.

"Really?" he asked, seeming to know what Eva was talking about.

"Do you know about 'Mistress'?" Eva asked.

"Well, not really, but I've heard rumors, There's a masquerade ball each year, and I've seen her in a Mistress costume," he said. "That must have been a new experience, and odd," he offered.

"Odd is right, I guess. I don't know how to describe it really. I'm still trying to process it....that's what happened today," Eva said. "She called Big Daddy 'Little Boy' and ordered him around. They tied me up and she did things to me, it was weird, scary, but a little exciting in some way," Eva couldn't organize her thoughts to explain it in any decent way. "I mean, I think I had two or three orgasms, crazy," Eva said.

"Wow," Lucas said. It seemed to be all he could muster.

"Then she made Big Daddy fuck her, and I saw this moment where I could see they were totally in love, and I felt like I understood their relationship for the first time," Eva tried to explain. "Do you like anal sex?" she blurted out.

"Well, it can be good," he admitted.

"Just curious," Eva said. "So, I'm not sure I've explained it very well, but at least now I don't feel like I've hidden anything, I do feel better," Eva said.

"I'm so glad you trusted me to share this with. I really love getting to know you better, and hearing about all your thoughts and feelings," he said.

The two of them chatted for another two hours, talking about everything and nothing all at the same time, and Eva had never felt closer to anyone before.