An Arrangement

After what had happened the night before, and the fact of her own explosive responses to his body, she had been exhausted. She barely remembered going to bed, but did remember locking her door. She hadn't been scared of him, but did worry about his mood since she had controlled him so forcefully. As a police officer, he wasn't use to be controlled like that, even if it was in a sexual encounter. She feared that there would be a confrontation that would spoil all of the fun that they had been having. At the worst, he might move out.

When she woke up, the sun was streaming brightly into her bedroom. Looking at the clock she realized that she had overslept. She had been more tired than she had thought. She quickly threw a robe over her nude form and rushed downstairs. She was a little bit apprehensive knowing that Ken would probably have something to say about the night before. Mandy had never experienced the feelings and emotions that she had felt. She had never physically controlled a male like she had controlled Ken. She couldn't get the feeling of exhilaration out of her mind. For the first time in her life, she had been in complete control of a sexual encounter, instead of waiting for her male partner to decide what they were to do. It aroused her just thinking about it. For all of her life, sexual encounters had been what her partner wanted, not what she wanted. She felt lucky that she had even experienced an orgasm on a rare occasion. This time with Ken was different in that she had controlled the situation and took what she wanted.

Reaching the kitchen she found a pot of coffee already brewed, but no sign of Ken. Looking down the hallway she could see that his bedroom door was open. Slowly approaching his door, she looked inside and found that he was gone. This wasn't odd, considering that she had overslept and he had left during the morning. Since the coffee was fresh, she figured that he had not been gone for long. She returned to the kitchen and saw a note lying on the kitchen counter. In essence, the note said that he had to go to town to take care of some business and that he would be home later. It went on to say that he had more than enjoyed the night before and apologized for getting upset at the end. He also added that they could talk more about it, when he got home. Sitting down at the table she slowly sipped on her coffee and felt relieved that he was not mad at her. Again the feeling of power and control crept over her as she remembered the events. She more than wanted to play out her power scenario again. Thinking over her forcing him to cum began to get her aroused and a little more than wet. She had never controlled a male to the point where she told him when and how to cum. She had always been a participant but never the instigator. This was a new role that she thoroughly enjoyed. She found herself getting wetter just thinking about the possibilities. Knowing that they would talk when he got home would afford her the opportunity to make him equally aroused. She knew him well enough by now. He was easy to manipulate, both mentally and physically, especially the latter.

She relaxed around the house for the rest of the morning, thinking about the endless possibilities of 'putting him into the mood'. She laughed to herself, thinking that it wouldn't be difficult, since he was a male. When she heard his truck pull into the driveway, she hurried to the kitchen, making an appearance of cleaning up the room. Hearing him come into the kitchen she jumped, as if startled.

"Oh, you scared me! I didn't hear you come in," she said as she whirled around, her robe flapping open. The view of her lower body under the robe was clear to him as he saw that she was not wearing anything under the robe. Naturally she had planned it that way. Even having planned it that way, she still blushed brightly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," he said smiling at the sight.

"I was just straightening up before I jumped into the shower. Are you home for the day or do you have plans?" she asked him, trying to look as innocent as possible.

"No, I'm here all day," he said, drawing out the end of the sentence and smiling as if he had a secret. The intent was clear to her also.

"Ummm, good." She smiled back at him, her legs fully exposed to his view. "Just let me get cleaned up and we'll have a drink." She knew that he couldn't resist her legs, not to mention the rest of her body. He had already proven that several times. She knew that he couldn't keep his eyes off of her legs.

"Great. Take your time, I'm not going anywhere." He sat down at the kitchen table, an obvious bulge beginning to grow in the front of his Levis.

"I won't be long," she said as she walked over to him. She slowly leaned down and kissed him softly on the lips. Her hand trailed down his chest, coming to rest on the bulge. As the soft kiss became longer, her hand gently squeezed the fleshy plump bulge. It seemed to her that she was still in control. She loved the feeling. Soon she would show him how much control she could exert. It was time for round 2 and she would soon be having her way with him.

"Take your time. I promise I'll be here. About last night, we need to talk. He smiled back at her. She knew that he wasn't mad. She wondered if he had been aroused all day, as much as she had been.

As she disappeared into her room, he quickly got up and hurried to his bedroom. Inside, he got out a tube of KY-Jelly from a bathroom cabinet. He then got a jar of a heat balm, normally used for sore muscles. Taking a small dab of the icy-hot jell, he mixed it with a larger dab of the KY-Jelly. Mixing it together he took just a small amount on his finger and ran upstairs to her bedroom. Quietly, he entered her bedroom where he could hear her shower water running. She had laid out a matching set of sexy lingerie. It was obvious to him that she had her own plans for the afternoon and evening. The matching bra and thong were lacy and sheer, more than enough to enhance her already gorgeous figure. Picking up the bra, he put just a tiny amount of the mixed jell from his finger, into the center of each bra's cup, where he estimated that her nipples would come to rest. Having plenty of the concoction still remaining, he took her thong and traced a single wet line down the center of the crotch, all the way up the back of the flimsy material. Within seconds it was drying and had become undiscernable. He then quickly left her room and went back downstairs to the kitchen.

It wasn't long until he heard the shower turn off. Within minutes, she came down the stairs, wearing the same robe. Her short hair was still wet, hanging loosely around her face.

"Miss me?" she asked him, smiling. The looseness of her robe was obvious, her legs having plenty of room to move in the loose garment. It didn't take much to see all of her legs. She was being more than obvious. He could also see that she had put on the matching bra and panty set. He wasn't sure how long it would take till she felt the first tingling of the balm in her panty and bra.

"Yes I did. More than you would think. Sit down. I want to talk about last night." He was smiling warmly at her. Seeing him smile made her feel a lot better. She had felt that he was not mad, and she seemed to be correct.

"Let me make us some drinks," she said, moving toward the icebox. She knew that this would give her a chance to 'show off' in front of him. If he weren't aroused already, she'd have him begging in short time. After last night, she was more than confident in her assets. She knew that his eyes would be on her the entire time she was at the counter.

"Ok. A drink would be great. I just wanted to tell you that I was upset last night, but I've given it a lot of thought since then. I was mad, but I have to admit that it was more than fun." He sat at the kitchen table, watching her shape move inside the robe. She would occasionally look back at him, catching him watching her. "The more that I thought about it, well, the more aroused I became. I have to admit, it was sensational sex!" He smiled at her, waiting for her response. By this time, she was turned toward him, leaning back against the counter.

"Ummm, I'm glad that you liked it. I have to admit; I haven't had that much fun in years. You left me exhausted." She stood there, smiling at him. She could feel a large amount of moisture building up behind the tight entrance to her pussy. She was very wet and getting wetter. The tightness of the thong wasn't helping matters either. It was skimpy and tight enough that it rode up between her pussy lips. She took the two mixed drinks and walked back to the table, sitting down. Both her bra and her thong were beginning to get uncomfortable.

"Well, we both agree that we liked it, very much," he added quickly. She couldn't help but notice that the bulge in his Levis had grown quite a bit. It was obvious that he was hard, the outline of his cock pressed against the blue denim.

"It would appear that you're still enjoying it," she said, glancing down at his crotch. She could actually make out the separation between the thick shaft of his cock and the plump head. She reached out and casually put her hand on the hard bulge. "This toy is remarkable. I've never felt anything that large. It is quite impressive," she said smiling back at him. "And that is considering that I never even felt it inside of me."

"I can help you with that, if you're interested." He watched her closely. She was actually staring at his lap, not even aware that his gaze was on her exposed top. Her robe was hanging open and he couldn't help but stare at the beautiful skin exposed at the top of the low cut bra.

"I would love that," she said, almost in a whisper. She was now fascinated with him as her hand caressed the hard lump under his jeans. She was amazed at the size of his organs. "Are you the police officer this time, or am I?" she asked, not sure if this would be a taboo subject.

"Oh, believe me, I am going to be the police officer this time. You're the one that is going to be arrested. Besides, I didn't get to use the handcuffs like you did," he said with an odd smile on his face.

He had noticed that she was beginning to squirm in her chair. She was not really obvious about it, but she had begun to move back and forth in the chair, as if she were trying to scratch an unseen itch. Ken was trying to determine if she was becoming more aroused or if the heat balm and KY-Jelly was beginning to take affect on her sensitive areas. She continued to sit, her hand gently squeezing his cock. He knew that the tiny amount of jell in her thong and bra would continue to soak into her skin, and even more if she was becoming aroused. The warming jell was already on her skin and was beginning to soak into her more. All it could do was get worse. It wouldn't hurt her, but it was something that she wouldn't be able to ignore. Her squirming was becoming more obvious.

"Maybe we should retire to the bedroom," he smiled at her. Standing up he took her hand and pulled her up. He stepped closer to her, pressing his chest tightly against her body. He slowly kissed her, softly, and then began to press his lips harder against her lips. Her hand had never left the bulge, still gently squeezing and rubbing. As he pressed against her, he knew that their body heat would cause the warming balm to heat up more, causing her nipples to react. She was more than feeling it, an intense heat on her nipples and an even hotter feeling to her already sensitive pussy. She could feel it intensely but had no idea of what it was. It felt as if her pussy and nipples had come alive, super sensitive and standing out. What she was feeling was a slight swelling in the tender tissue. The warming balm had soaked into her skin and was reacting. She couldn't tell if what she was feeling was either hot or cold. Either way, the nerves of her clit, lips and nipples were super sensitive. Even the touch of the thong's fabric was making her sensitive skin scream. She wanted to get the thong and bra off, as soon as possible.

"I don't think that I need this," she said, letting the robe drop off of her shoulders. Her body was stunning. Shedding the robe she stepped back away from him. His eyes drank in every inch of her body. She knew that the bra and thong had to come off. Standing barefoot in front of him, she reached back and undid the clasp of her bra, letting her breasts fall free. Her nipples were rock hard, jutting out, begging for his attention. Standing for a moment, she slowly reached down and slipped her thumbs into the tiny sides of the thong, easing it down over her hips. He just stood, smiling, watching as her entire body slowly came into view.

"Now that's the body that I have been thinking about all day," he said, his eyes traveling from her breasts to the area between her legs. "I'm sorry miss, but I'm going to have to place you under arrest for indecent exposure." With that, he took one of her arms and gently pushed her toward the stairway. She laughed as she stepped out of the robe that was bunched up around her feet. He steadied her, holding onto one arm.

"Hold on a second," he told her as they reached the bottom of the stairs. He quickly went into his room and returned a moment later, with a pair of handcuffs. "I can't forget these. Now you should assume the position." She smiled, raising her hands over her head. By this time, the heat between her legs was more intense. She was standing, squeezing her thighs together, and hoping to ease the sensations that were rippling through her vaginal area.

"Put your hands down, behind your back. You're under arrest." She laughed as he placed her arms back, behind her. Within a second, the cuffs were on both wrists, her arms securely behind her. He gently pushed her toward the stairs, helping her upward.

"Now that is a sight," he mumbled, watching her butt move as she climbed the stairs.

"If I'm under arrest, are you going to search me?" she asked in her most innocent voice.

"Oh, you can be assured of that. I'm going to have to do a cavity search on you." He told her in a firm voice.

Surprised, she asked him what a cavity search was. Even having seen this on television, she wasn't entirely sure what he meant.

"Oh, you'll find out soon enough." He said back to her, laughing. By this point he was undoing his belt, his pants zipper already down. He was so hard that his cock was pushing through the jeans crotch, his underwear the only thing keeping him from springing out. A large wet spot was obvious on the protruding cotton fabric.

As they reached her bedroom, he led her to the bed and pushed her onto it. She fell on the bed, quickly rolling over onto her back. Using her legs for leverage, she pushed herself up the bed, letting her head fall onto the pillows. She was still smiling, and still feeling the hot/cold sensations to her nipples and pussy. She was sopping wet and it showed. There was a thick coating of her juices covering her pussy lips and trailing downward toward her butt. He couldn't help but notice it as he slowly took off his shirt and jeans. His cock was obvious to her also, stretching out the front of his underwear. He looked even bigger now than he had the night before. He slowly slid the underwear over his hips, letting them fall to the floor. She sat partially upright in the bed, amazed at the size of his cock and the huge sack hanging down below it. His balls looked to be the size of a grapefruit, huge and swollen, bloated and full. After all of his cream that she had taken from him the night before, he appeared to be fully replenished. The large amount of pre-cum oozing from the tip of his cock told her that he was more than ready.

"It's time for payback. Last night you sort of forced it out of me. Now it's my turn to force you."

"Force me to what?" she said, a worried look beginning to appear on her face. "What do you mean force? I'm not sure that force is the right word to use here," she laughed, her eyes on his genitals.

He crawled up onto the bed, his cock wagging under him as he crawled up toward her. Without saying a word, he began softly kissing her neck, lingering there before moving up to her lips. She responded, kissing him back. His mouth trailed from her lips, alternating between her earlobes and her mouth. After several moments of long lingering kisses on her mouth, he slowly moved down to her neck again. As she enjoyed the soft nibbling and kisses to her tender neck, she suddenly felt his fingertips on her nipple. His finger was tracing circles on the tender skin, and then suddenly pinched her. She felt an immediate rush as her nipple responded to the rough treatment. His mouth was still working on her neck but her attention was now on the slight stinging sensation as he pulled and squeezed at her nipple. He then moved his oral attention to her upper chest, then down to her tender nipple. As his mouth clamped onto her nipple, she enjoyed the sensations that seemed to emanate from the hard bud. His tongue was swirling around the nipple, making it swell and come alive. She could feel his fingers trailing down her tight stomach, slowly coming to the top of her pubic bone. Just the sensation of the soft touch made her legs draw up tight, anticipating the entry that was forthcoming.

He had worked the one nipple long enough, and then moved his mouth to the other neglected nipple. Sucking it in hard, he soon had it matching in hardness to the other wet one. By now, his hand had pushed her thighs apart and had slowly traveled back up her thigh. His fingers brushed against her pussy lips, causing her to jump. Her breathing was not coming in short pants. As his fingers softly pushed in between the more than wet lips, his mouth continued the assault on her nipple. Her hips pushed forward, wanting his hand to move into her. His fingertips toyed with the sensitive lips, gently pushing inward to the wetter area. By now, her legs were pushing against the bed, her hips pushed upward to meet his fingers. His fingers scooped up a large amount of her thick juices and moved upward, caressing the hard bud at the top of her pussy lips. Gently he pushed the hood back exposing her sensitive clit. Her breath sucked in hard as he used his thumb to gently massage the throbbing clit. She was now in a pant, wanting him to work her harder. His mouth continued on her, now sucking in a hard ryhthmn, pulling her nipple into his mouth and then releasing it, only to start again. His thumb continued to rub her clit, becoming harder and more forceful. Her panting was now coming in soft moans.

Suddenly he stopped working her nipple. As his hand remained between her legs, he moved back to her face, his mouth planted firmly on her mouth. She took a deep breath in as his mouth began to smother her in a long deep kiss. His tongue roamed freely in her mouth, her tongue responding in kind. She could feel his manual stimulation increase as his thumb bore down on her clit, harder and moving in circles around it. His middle finger gently pushed in between her sopping lips, stopping at the entrance to her pussy. His mouth and thumb were relentless as they forced her to start her orgasm.

She was on the edge and fell over as his finger pushed into her. With one hard push, his finger entered into her tender opening. She was tight and his finger started her cumming hard. Her legs and stomach tightened hard, signaling to him her orgasmic start. His thumb kept working her, his mouth sucking her mouth into his, taking her hard. Her body was shaking, her breathing erratic through her nose. Using his lower leg, he firmly held her legs apart, his fingers working frantically on the spasming pussy. After several long moments, her body sunk slowly back into the mattress, finally coming to rest. She was no longer moaning, her breathing slowly coming back to normal.