1 A skimpy return home
"Hi Ryan," Mandy says as she enters the front door. "I didn't expect you home so soon, honey." She said still a bit effected from the "wine" this afternoon at Sabrina's house.
"Well, it's passed 7 Mandy," Ryan said with a hint of vexation that she didn't tell him at least where she was and that she would be late.
Ryan was sitting on the couch flipping through the channels after just getting home from work. He had expected to find Mandy at home when he arrived. It seemed strange to him that she wasn't there. As he was changing channels, he could not hide a slight tension that maybe something happened to her. This was so out of character for Mandy.
"Oh! Wow, I thought it was much earlier! I was over at Sabrina's house and the time just flew by! I'm really sorry, honey. How was work?"
She left her bag in the foyer and was walking over to the living room where Ryan was sitting.
"It's no big deal. Don't worry!" he responds, trying not to act a bit miffed. "It was good. Lots of stupid meetings. You know, the "same old"! Did you have a good day?"
"It was really nice," she responded. "Sabrina has an amazing house and an incredible pool. I wish you were there."
"Yes, I was about to comment on your new bikini. It is a bit," he paused, "small!." He was staring at the fact that her pussy lips were clearly visible. "Don't you think? I mean I really like it and you are definitely sexy, but it doesn't leave much to the imagination."
At this moment, Mandy realizes how she is still dressed in the micro-bikini covered by the transparent camisole. She had been so engrossed with the lovemaking with Sabrina and then the wine and everything, that she had forgotten about her own clothing left in Sabrina's guest room. She was naked all afternoon and without thinking, put it on to cross the street to her house.
The micro-bikini was essentially not a bikini at all. The "strings" holding the whole thing together were actually a transparent plastic, which from even a meter away, seemed like there was nothing there. There was only a small triangle covering essentially part of her mound and then two small triangles of a thin fabric covering her very prominent nipples.
"Oh!, how silly. I had borrowed this from Sabrina and was wearing it all day! I forgot that I had my clothing in her guest room."
"Well, Mandy, I just hope that you don't wear that around other men! They might attack you! I know that I want to!"
"Really, do you think I look sexy?" She said with a pouting expression, and trying to make sure that he was not angry with her.
What Ryan didn't know is that she had been sucking Sabrina's pussy all day long and sticking dildos into her kitty. What would he think then?
"Yeah definitely, Mandy! You are incredibly sexy! And c'mon, you know it! By the way, why are you wearing a collar? Is that also an idea of your new friend Sabrina?"
This was something else that Mandy had completely forgotten about. The "wine" had clearly affected her normal clear thinking. This will be a lot harder to try and explain away. She was never this absent-minded. It was not only out of character for her, but it was almost a bit worrying.
"Oh, this! It was just a joke!" she responded trying to minimize its importance. "Sabrina had it lying around and I asked her if I could try it on. To be honest, I forgot to take it off."
"Well, it definitely looks sexy on you. You look like a submissive slave."
"Ryan! That's not very nice!" she said with a pouting expression trying to act offended, but her failed attempt at being stern turned into a grin!
She sat down next to him on the couch.
"By the way, the submissive here is you!" she playfully pushed his shoulders. "You didn't address me properly as your Mistress".
She was of course referring to their new lovemaking game just last night. He doesn't respond.
"Last night was amazing, Mandy."
"I am not Mandy, I am your Mistress," she says playfully but sternly. "I didn't say my little pet could call me by my name!"
She moves close to him and moves to kiss him on the mouth. He puts his arm over her and encloses her in his chest. They kiss passionately on the mouth. She is so sensual to him. She is essentially naked. He touches her breasts moving the micro bikini aside to flick her nipples between his fingers. They continue to kiss, their tongues performing a dance within their mouths.
"You have to call me Mistress!" she whispers sensually, almost dreamlike between the kisses.
He is so aroused. She is so sweet and sensual. And, she is so playful! He could eat her up.
"Mistress," he finally concedes to her game.
She looks up into his eyes, "Good boy!" she says slowly and drawn out.
She continues to kiss him on the mouth. He moves his hand over her body. Starting from the nape of her neck, he moves his hand gently on her near-naked form. Down to her breasts. He squeezes them gently. She gasps. He moves down along the side of her midsection and to her hips. He touches her leg and moves his hand slowly to her crotch. He uses the strength of his hands to push her legs apart.
"You are my good little pet," she whispers. "Are you going to please your Mistress? Tell me what you want to do to your Mistress? Tell her!"
Ryan wants to play along with her game, but this is such a new facet of her. He doesn't want to break the mood but doesn't quite know how she wants him to respond. The palm of his hand rubs the outside of the triangle of the micro bikini and his fingers easily pull aside the small fabric.
He notices that she is leaking large amounts of creamy fluid. She was never like this. The part of the micro bikini that should cover her kitty is just a thin string. A stream of her fluid had run down her leg. This blows him over the top with desire.
