Authour's Note: This is the third part of a longer series. To fully enjoy this chapter, please read One Week With Mr. Hansen Ch. 01 and Ch. 02 first!
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I tapped my fingers against the table in frustration. Mr. Hansen had taken my best friend Jenny inside and locked me out. This was not what was supposed to happen. Jenny and I wanted to share him, and that meant I was supposed to be included. A three-way couldn't happen if I was locked out in the back yard.
He had told me to trust him before shutting the window a few minutes earlier. Trust him to do what? Fuck my best friend when he was supposed to be fucking me? I couldn't be mad at Jenny -- she had been as obviously shocked as I was when he pulled her into the house and locked the door behind him. But I still felt a pang of irritation when I thought about her. I didn't mind sharing with Jenny at all -- Jenny and I had done a lot together and we had been talking about having a threesome for a long time before the opportunity presented itself with Mr. Hansen. But I was irritated that she was with Mr. Hansen by herself, with me locked outside for who knew how long.
I crossed my arms over my modest breasts, but my hard nipples poking into my arm just served to remind me how turned on I still was from sucking on Jenny's large tits. I had been sitting in the sun just long enough for the water from the pool to have dried off me, and the only moisture left on my body other than my wet hair was between my legs. I crossed my legs, holding them together tightly as I glared at nothing in particular.
I don't know how long I sat outside with my arms and legs crossed. It couldn't have been more than ten minutes, but it felt like a lot longer. I was trying to convince myself that my anger was because I was so incredibly turned on rather than me wanting Mr. Hansen to myself, when the clicking of the lock caught my attention. I stood up and whirled around as Mr. Hansen opened the door. He was still as naked as I was, his cock standing up. I could see precum dripping off it, glistening in the afternoon sunlight. My initial reaction was to drop onto my knees and lick the precum off his cock, but I glared at him instead.
"Am I allowed to join you now?" I asked sarcastically.
Instead of looking angry or ashamed, Mr. Hansen smiled, stepping forward to wrap his strong arms around me. I struggled to move away from him, refusing to let him off the hook so easily, but he held me against him firmly, kissing my neck. "You won't be so angry when you see what I've got for you."
I frowned again. "What?" I asked, looking at him as I stopped struggling away from him.
Mr. Hansen took the opportunity to kiss me gently on the lips. "Come on. It wouldn't have taken so long but I had to convince her it was okay."
I didn't wait for Mr. Hansen to lead me into the house, instead pulling away from him and bolting through the door. Convince Jenny it was okay? Since when did Jenny need convincing in regards to anything sex-related? I suddenly felt guilty for being irritated with her. I trusted Mr. Hansen fully, but what if he had done something to her?
I turned into the den and stopped short. My mouth dropped open and I still hadn't moved when Mr. Hansen came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. "What do you think?" he whispered.
Jenny was sitting on a chair that Mr. Hansen had taken from the kitchen, her eyes sparkling as she looked at me. I was sure she would have been smiling, but the scarf tied around her mouth was pulling at her cheeks. Her arms were tied behind the back of the chair with another scarf, which made her chest push forward. Her legs had been tied to two of the chair legs, spread just wide enough that I could see her bare, glistening pussy. She was so wet that it had already dripped on the chair, and her scent was already filling the room. I could almost taste her sweet juices -- I had licked her cunt many times before, and I knew just how wonderful she tasted.
What shocked me most, however, was that her large pink nipples had shiny silver clamps on them. They were attached by a thin chain that was pulled almost taut from the size of her breasts, with another chain attached in the middle that was currently hanging against Jenny's flat stomach, obviously meant to be held by someone else. I wondered mildly where Mr. Hansen had gotten them, before remembering he had been running errands, and that he had probably meant those for me. My pussy throbbed as I wondered what else he had gotten for me.
"You said you wanted to see her dominated," Mr. Hansen whispered in my ear, sounding concerned. "Is this okay?"
I finally turned to face him, smiling widely. "It's PERFECT, Daddy!" I exclaimed, throwing my arms around his neck and pulling him in for a hard kiss. Mr. Hansen held me tightly against him, and I felt his cock twitch against me as I kissed him enthusiastically. He rolled his hips against me, grinding his cock into me, and I moaned against him. I finally had to pull back to take a breath, but I looked up at him, grinning. "Do I get to play with her?"
He kissed me lightly. "Yes, baby, of course," he said. "But your Daddy gets to watch, right?"
I giggled. "Of course, Daddy."
He kissed me again, a bit softer, incredibly caring. "Am I forgiven now?" he whispered.
I kissed him harder, sucking on his lower lip. "Of course, Daddy," I answered softly, before pulling away from him and walking up in front of Jenny.
Her eyes followed me until I was stopped directly in front of her. My arousal grew as I looked at her more closely. The clamps were tight on her nipples, and it would only take a gentle tug of the chain to make things uncomfortable for her. I picked it up delicately, not wanting to pull on it just yet. The cool metal chain was thin in my hands, but I knew just how powerful a tool it was -- just picking it up, Jenny tensed. I assumed that Mr. Hansen had practiced with it before he let me inside.
He came up behind me, his hard cock pressing against my ass. "You can do anything you want to her," he said, talking about Jenny as if she wasn't even there. "This little whore has no limits. She wants to be fucked, slapped, bitten, hit... if you really want, you can untie her and make her do anything you want."
I inhaled sharply as he talked about my best friend like that. Jenny moaned softly, the sound so muffled by her gag that I almost didn't hear it. She was loving every second of this. Mr. Hansen moved away from me, sitting on the couch so he could watch what I did.
The first thing I did to Jenny was give a light, experimental tug on the chain in my hand. She jumped forward, a high pitched whimper escaping from her throat. I almost dropped the chain in surprise. Her breathing was heavy as she looked up at me, and I was incredibly relieved to see that she had enjoyed it.
"God, Jenny," I whispered. I leaned forward, bending over to run my tongue along her cleavage, letting it jump over the chain that connected the two clamps, and licking underneath her breasts. I kissed her stomach and all the way down to her shaven mound, but once I was there, I moved my mouth to her thighs so I could taste her juices without touching the place she wanted me to play with most. She whimpered longingly and I shook my head, licking her thighs before I stood back up. "Daddy, I want her to lick my pussy," I said, making my voice almost whiny.
"Go ahead and untie her, baby," he told me. "Hold onto that chain, though. Make sure she behaves."
I let my fingers trail down Jenny's legs before I untied her legs from the chair. After I had her legs untied, I took the chain lightly and moved behind her to untie her arms. The chain was long enough that she could move a little ways away from me, which I knew would come in handy when she was licking my dripping cunt. As soon as her arms were loose, she pulled them to her side, stretching them. She made the mistake of trying to rub her arms, as crossing them across her chest pushed on the clamps. Mr. Hansen laughed as she yelped. "She'll figure it out sooner or later," he chuckled.
I leaned forward and kissed Jenny's clamped nipples, my lips just hardly brushing against her, hardly even touching the cool metal of the clamp. I let my tongue run around her areolas, and the attention paid there made Jenny moan through her gag. She grasped my shoulders, her knees almost giving out as I played with her increasingly sensitive nipples. After a few moments, I stopped. Each time she moaned, my pussy throbbed, and I was at the point that I needed her mouth on me.
I pushed down on her shoulders, making her drop to her knees, though I was nice and held the chain a bit lower so it wouldn't tug. She looked up at me, her eyes wide, and I quickly undid the gag and pulled it off her. She took a deep gasp of air, and I'm sure she meant to say something, but I immediately pressed her face against my pussy. I heard her surprised cry before she stuck her tongue out and licked my slit.
A soft moan escaped my lips as I felt Jenny's familiar tongue on me. She raised her hands, letting them rest on my hips before moving one to my pussy. Her fingers spread my pussy lips and she wasted no time teasing me. She dipped her tongue into my tight, dripping hole, and I gasped as she tongue-fucked me. I let one of my hands rest on her head, her hair still wet from our swim earlier, while the other dangled at my side, holding the chain attached to her nipples. Her tongue slid in and out of my pussy before she moved her mouth away from my hole and to my clit, flicking her tongue against it and sucking on it as she slipped a finger into my pussy. I almost dropped the chain in my hands and lost balance as she sucked my clit, the hand I had on her head the only thing that kept me from falling over. I gasped, grinding my cunt against her face unintentionally as Jenny's skilled mouth worked my clit and her finger slid in and out of my cunt. It wasn't long before she added another finger, curling them just slightly so she hit my G-spot, pushing her fingers in as far as they'd go before she pulled back.
Jenny knew how to make me cum, and she knew how to make me cum fast. She moved her mouth against my clit hard, and she didn't slow at all as I started to whimper, my hand tightening in her hair as I felt myself getting closer to the edge. She worked her tongue around my clit, still pumping her fingers in and out of my pussy. It took a single, light sucking of my clit to push me over the edge and I felt my orgasm rolling through me. Jenny's wonderful mouth never stopped, lapping at my juices as her fingers rubbed my pussy. I held her face close to my cunt as my orgasm rocked through my body, keeping her there until I came down, panting. She pulled away from me and looked up, grinning as she licked her lips and wiped some of my juices off her face.
"Did I do good?" she asked, still grinning.
"Very good," Mr. Hansen answered for me. I glanced over at him. His hand was on his cock and precum dripped from the tip. He saw me looking at him and smiled as he stood. "It was a good show."
