Author's Note: This is less of a "let's go fuck" story and more something playful I wrote on a whim to continue the story.
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All Alone in the Moonlight
Alicia woke with a start. Her husband was breathing noisily next to her but she was sure he hadn't been the cause of her start. No, she had drifted to sleep thinking about her day and woke up wet and aroused. She looked at the clock: 4:08AM. Almost another hour before she would get up to run and begin prepping for her day. She rolled out of bed and walked nude through the house, her mind returning to the previous day where her nudity was an enormous turn on. Nude where she shouldn't be, in front of people she shouldn't be nude for. Rick had clearly enjoyed the moment - as had his guest. Standing here in her own kitchen, sipping her water, she thought about how the erotic mixture of safety and danger turned her on. Returning to the safety of her own house, she had tried to make love to her husband the night before but found herself pulling back. Merely having a hard cock wasn't compelling when she thought about Rick and the powerful scene in his office.
Finishing the water, she put the glass down on the counter and wrestled with what it was. Was it the power he exuded? The excitement of losing a bet? While thinking about it, her fingers caressed her clit and she thought about the scene from the previous day. The soft but rough feel of the rope on her wrists. The office where only breathing and a clicking keyboard interrupted the silence. The occasional stare as Rick looked at her: naked, exposed. Her fingers moved quickly as she came to a quiet orgasm in the silence of the night, remembering the day before.
Her mind clearer, she looked at the clock: 4:16. Fuck. She was too awake to go back to bed and decided a longer, earlier run might help her clear her mind. Slipping on her black running shorts and neon green sports bra she stepped into the chilly morning air. The chill might do her good, she thought as she stretched her muscles and began the familiar run down her street to the local trail.
As she ran Alicia thought about what to do next. Fortunately she didn't have to see Rick for a couple of weeks, but she knew she'd be thinking about it between now and then. The bet had been fun but put everything to chance. She made the choice to put it to chance. But now she wondered what choices she would make.
Coffee
Nikki came in to the coffee shop late - as usual - and ordered a large caramel Frappuccino. The barista behind the non-Starbucks counter looked at her condescendingly and said, "Do you mean a blended iced caramel latte with whip cream on top?"
Nikki looked blankly and handed her credit card to him before waiving over to Alicia, sitting in the corner trying to decide what to tell her friend. On the one hand she usually told her everything. But she wasn't sure what Nikki would say or if she would judge her.
"SOOOOO!" Nikki swooped in with her blended iced beverage. "Did you fuck him!?" Heads turned and eyes widened to eavesdrop on their conversation.
Alicia smiled and realized her friend wouldn't judge her at all! In fact, she might have to tone down expectations. She started by explaining the terms of the bet - that she was to be a piece of art for Rick's office. Nikki listened with her mouth open as Alicia talked about stripping nude and being tied to the pole where she slowly spun around for Rick to look at. When she talked about Rick having a business meeting while she was in the room, she gasped and covered her mouth with her hand.
"Were you turned on by all this?"
"Oh, yes! Of course! And then Rick turned on the vibrator . . ."
"What!? Wow! Did you cum?" Heads turned again and Alicia blushed.
"Yes, of course. I couldn't resist it!"
Nikki crossed her legs, trying to cover up her own arousal. "And then? He must have thrown you on the desk and had his way with you!"
"No, it wasn't like that at all. He gave me my clothes back and I left," Alicia didn't explain that she was somewhat disappointed that it hadn't gone further. But at the time she was quite spent and needed to just lay down for a while and recover.
"So what are you going to do next? Are you still going to have him help you with your business?"
Alicia sighed. That was the question she herself had been working on. Could she go back to a professional relationship - a merely professional relationship - with Rick now that he'd seen her nude, put her on display, and gotten her off? She wanted to, certainly, and she valued his business acumen. But she also wanted him as a lover. And what did he want?
"Nik, I don't know. I certainly want to keep meeting with him but I also really get turned on thinking about being in his office."
A Big Pizza Pie
"I have a reservation," Rick explained to the hostess.
"Oh yes, right this way!" The twenty something young woman escorted Rick and Alicia to a corner table in the back of the restaurant. The bistro was one of those exquisite places where every table was a high top with flowers, the prices were extravagant and the portions small. While quite busy during happy hour and the evening rush, it was relatively quiet during the day.
Rick pulled out his standard agenda for their consulting time. Looking it over Alicia saw they were back to all business and mentally was relieved but her heart sank a bit as she wrestled with her arousal from the past two weeks. Mustering her courage, she pushed that down into a dark corner of her mind and put on her game face. "Let's look at growth projections for the next quarter. Also, I wanted to pick your brain about what I can cross sell to my clients."
A waiter came up, smiled smartly at the both of them and said, "Hello, my name is Jeremy and I'll be taking care of you this afternoon. Can I start you off with a bottle of Rose? Or are we going to be good today and stick with something childish?"
Rick laughed and said, "Yes - business darling. We'll get to that but I'm going to order first." Looking over the menu he said, "Yes, a bottle of Rose sounds good for a summer lunch. Can we get the cheese sampler?" The waiter nodded. "Great, I'll take the Salad Niçoise with tuna."
Jeremy turned to Alicia and nodded. "I'll take the poached salmon salad. Can I also get a soda water?"
"Yes, absolutely miss."
Alicia took a deep breath while Jeremy walked off. "Thank you for being willing to do lunch with me. After our last time at your office, well . . ." Alicia trailed off for a moment. "Well, let's just say I want to have a pause before we return to your office for our mentorship sessions."
"Can't think about being in my office without writhing nude on a stand?" The phrase was accusatory but the tone full of teasing.
Alicia blushed, "Not really! Maybe in a bit. But it was so exhilarating. I don't know if I could focus while being there. It was such a rush - and when Roger came in, I really didn't know what you were going to do with me." Rick raised his hands defensively but she cut him off, "No, you were a COMPLETE gentleman. It was quite the surprise. Have you spoken with Roger since?"
"Yes, damn near every day. I should give him your number. He keeps asking if it's going to happen again. I told him that if it does he won't be invited. Apparently he has zero self-control. He's like a twelve year old boy who had never seen boobs before. I mean Jesus."
Alicia laughed as Jeremy returned with a bottle and two glasses. Pouring a small bit into the first glass he handed it to Rick. While tasting he saw Jeremy sneaking a peek at Alicia's nipples poking against the fabric of her blouse. As usual, Alicia had gone braless, perhaps to tempt him or just because she loved the feel of her nipples exposed. "Jeremy."
The waiter snapped to look at Rick and blushed,
"Um, yes?"
