Ch. 2 - Discovering Her Dominance
Adam and I were lucky to have jobs lined up before our last semester of college even started. We both accepted roles in leadership development programs, me in finance at a big bank and Adam in a large consulting company.
I had started to get to know some of my peers in my program before I even began at the bank as we found each other on facebook. It was clear the bank had a type they hired, and just washed, rinsed, and repeated over and over. We were all pretty similar...young, attractive, high achieving college grads. I would often stalk some of the facebook pages of my peers when Adam and I were just sitting around.
"It's kind of wild how good looking everyone is. It's like the bank doesn't even try to pretend they're not exclusively hiring attractive people." Adam commented as he glanced over at my screen.
"I can't even argue with you. What do you think of her?"
"Yea, she's cute."
"What about him?" I asked.
"Yea, he's hot."
I snorted. "She's cute, but HE's hot? I wonder what your friends would think if they heard you."
I had known Adam was bi-curious for years. I kind of loved it. He had never actually done anything with a guy, and it was a little secret about him that only I knew about, so would play on it from time to time when we were in the bedroom. Him calling a guy hot was definitely him playing into it for fun as I know the curiosity was just sexual in nature, and that he didn't really look at guys that way like he did with girls.
"Oh, look at this picture of this guy Mark at a beach in Italy. He's REALLY hot don't you think? I think I'm going to be working pretty closely with him...maybe I should invite him over some time to get to know him better?" I teased.
Much stronger than being bi-curious, I had learned over time that Adam often fantasized about seeing me with another guy. It admittedly made me really uncomfortable at first as I thought it was some diabolical ploy for him to get permission to sleep around with other girls. After he first told me, I wouldn't even acknowledge it for some time, and Adam was definitely hesitant to bring it back up.
Eventually when I had the courage, I probed about fantasies vs. what he'd truly want. I used the example that I have a "rape" fantasy like a lot of women do, but in no world would I ever actually want that.
He explained that he regularly fantasized about seeing me with a group of guys, not even just one. His fantasy even went so far as me ordering him around in front of the other guys while they had their way with me. I knew he leaned submissive but would generally try to play more dominant only because he knows I prefer to be submissive. I guess it made sense he fantasized about an extreme version of that. In truth though, it was a bit much for me so I was eager to switch to hear what he'd actually want.
Thankfully, that was much more tame, even if it wasn't traditional. He still liked the idea of me dominating him, though it sounded like he didn't want to actually do that in a group setting. He definitely wanted to see me with someone else, and even said eventually when we're married, he'd want me to consider dating and having boyfriends on the side who would dominate me the way I want since he knows that's not his strong suit.
I was still really unsure about it for so many reasons. Seems strange he'd want me to fuck other guys, but wouldn't be interested in fucking other girls. Isn't the dream for a guy to have two girls at the same time? Is he secretly gay but doesn't want to admit it? Also, neither of us had ever been with anyone but each other...would we really want to change that?
I soon learned that bringing up the topic in some way almost daily and making it a part of constant conversation was far better than pretending like it wasn't there at all. It didn't eliminate my hesitations or fears, but it did normalize the topic for me to feel that it wasn't a big deal to talk about. Even with my hesitations still present, one side benefit I quickly found was that the constant dialogue about it kept him turned on at all times, so the sex was incredible which only seemed to bring us closer.
After I asked him about inviting Mark over, I could see the bulge rising in his shorts. "Oh, seems like we all agree that's a good idea." I said while giving him a playful pet on the outside of his crotch.
Given I'd be starting work soon and meeting new people, I had a lot of new material I could use which was fun. Little did I know how much things would soon change for the better...
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Our final days before I officially started work were a dream. We had both gotten our sign on bonuses for work so that helped float us for a bit until we started. We were in that dream-state for a couple weeks where we'd wake up with no responsibilities, laze around in bed through the morning. Talking, making love, and then spending the rest of the day decorating the new apartment, christening furniture, and going out.
"Hmmmm....I don't want this to end. These past couple of weeks have been amazing," I said to him as I rolled over, out of breath.
"Yea, I can't believe you start work tomorrow. It seems so crazy that you're going to be a real adult. I have a little more time left to be deadbeat since I don't start until August. I think you're going to have to be my sugar-mama for a bit."
Oh the possibilities that could entail...I rolled over on my right side and faced the other way, making sure the sheets slid down enough so he could see my ass. I had started incorporating squats and other glutes exercises into my workouts and was proud of the results so took every chance I could to show off to him.
"For a bit? If I recall, I'll be making more money than you, so does that make you my sugar-baby even after you get started?" I said it in the most annoyingly casual kind of way.
Some men would probably be triggered, but I knew it would only get a slight rise without hitting too much of a nerve. I decided to press on a little more,
"...I guess that means you're going to have to do what I say? While I'm at work, maybe I should leave you naked and tied to the bed. Then when I get home from the gym after work, I'll take my time showering. When I'm done, I'll just climb on top of your face and tell you about my day while you you eat me out. You'll probably be ravenous after not eating all day." I made sure I continued with the matter-of-fact tone just to be extra irritating.
That got the reaction I wanted as Adam switched from laying on his back to spooning me so I could feel his cock pressed between my ass cheeks. "No, I'd need you to untie me right away. As soon as I was released, I would put you on your stomach, tie your hands behind your back and anger fuck you. Depending on how I'm feeling, I might just put it in your ass and fuck you until you're begging for me to fill your ass with cum," he said as he slipped a finger in my ass.
I gasped at first as it caught me by surprise, but it started feeling good rather quickly. Anal play was new for us. I was initially turned off altogether, and thought it was a big double standard that he wanted to stick something in my ass, but was vehemently against me going anywhere near his. By taking it slow for me, I really started to love a finger or a small vibrator in my ass. We hadn't tried actual anal because I was still too scared. Adam isn't huge, but he's well endowed enough that it would hurt.
He continued to slowly slide his finger in and out. Something was particularly sexy that he was only playing with my ass. My clit was aching in anticipation, but he wouldn't touch it.
"...after you cum in my ass, what will you do?"
"I'd pull out and tie your legs to the bed while you're still on your stomach. After you'd have just left me like that all day, I'd do the same and make you my fuck toy for the rest of the night. But I wouldn't touch your pussy. I know you'd be begging for it. I'd just come back every now and then and continue to pump cum in your ass."
Even though neither of us were particularly dominant by nature, we tried to switch for the other when we could. I could tell this was Adam flexing the dominant side for me. So even though I really wouldn't want to be fucked mercilessly in the ass, it was still a hot fantasy and I appreciated the gesture. I decided to make it easy for him.
"Baby, I need you to fuck me again. Please. But keep your finger right where it is."
Keeping me on my side, he pushed my left leg out a little so it went across my body. He went on his knees while straddling my right leg, and guided his cock in while sliding his finger back into my ass. As he thrusted, he kept the rhythm of his cock and finger moving in and out simultaneously. It felt incredible. He pulled his finger out for a second and paused altogether. Before I could say anything, I suddenly felt a well lubed second finger enter with the first. It was too much at the beginning, and I quickly put my hand on his wrist to slow him down. He kept going...slowly at first and then fast. It was the first time I felt like I was being fucked in two holes, and it was so raw. It was painful but it was sexy and uninhibited. I came quickly and couldn't handle his cock or fingers anymore so told him to pull out and cum on my ass. Within seconds he exploded on my ass and my lower back, and then fell beside me while we collected ourselves.
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Once I started work, I learned most of my peers were single. We spent a lot of time together throughout the work day, and then would go out together on nights and weekends. There was a lot of hooking up amongst the group (even for a few that were in relationships). Everyone knew I had a serious boyfriend, so other than the occasional pass from one of the guys, I was mostly an observer to it all. That said, I would be sure to over-embellish stories of the guys hitting on me when I'd talk to Adam. It would lead to such hot sex almost every time.
I didn't want to be the girl who was co-dependent on her boyfriend, so I took my time to get to know my cohort before inviting Adam to meet them. He came to the bar about 45 min later than he was supposed to, and walked in with a group of his guy friends. I hadn't told my group that I had invited them and was annoyed they were so late. I could see the girls in my group smirk at each other as the guys came in. Adam's friends were all frat bro types without the stigma. They were all hot and fit, but were actually genuinely kind and smart. I knew the girls from my program would love them, and that the guys would all get along well enough. In his group of five close friends, Adam was probably the third best looking from a purely objective standpoint. But his dark skin amongst his group of all of white friends made him stick out in a good way.
Victoria was one of my peers in the associate program and was drop dead gorgeous. Former college cheerleader and gymnast, and was also wicked smart. She was a bit conceited and could be downright bitchy though. I wasn't a huge fan of hers and definitely complained about her to Adam a few times.
She was also the biggest flirt in the group.
As the guys approached, Victoria was the first to intercept. She jumped right into conversation as if they'd known each other for years.
"Hey, I need a parter for darts and no one is up for it. Interested?" she asked as she shoved the darts right into Adam's hands.
I don't know if it caught Adam by surprise, or that he just didn't want to be rude to my coworkers that he was meeting for the first time, but all he said was, "Sure." He made eye contact with me and I saw a sly, stupid grin flash on his face before he walked right past me.
Adam is annoyingly good at recreational / bar games, so the two of them proceeded to go on to a winning streak and take down pair after pair of challengers from our now much larger combined group. Every time I'd look over at them, I could see Victoria getting more and more flirty. Touching his arm, laughing way too long at some joke, going for big hugs when they'd win a game. When no one else stepped up to play and the two of them crowned themselves champions, the celebrations were as loud and obnoxious as you would expect after a few drinks.
After they wrapped up the last game, Adam came over and stood next to me to order himself a beer. "Oh, hey! Are you having fun?" He asked with that same stupid grin he had on earlier.
"Are YOU having fun? What the hell was that?"
