After confronting the redhead girl who smashed into my car, it turned into a hot spanking and anal session. When I got home from my erotic session with Chloe, I phoned my cousin who's a motor repairer. I sent him some photos of the damage Chloe had done, and he told me he was pretty sure there was only superficial damage - $700 to $800 or so. No panels were damaged, only plastic stick-on bits and one tail light.
I texted Chloe and told her about that. She texted back: 'Can yr GF see yr phone?'
'No' I sent back. A few seconds later the beep announced a new message. I opened it and there was an open-cunt-selfie Chloe had sent with the words 'for tomorrow'.
I deleted it but not before I'd gone stiff in da mid riff.
Mid-morning of the next day, I knocked on Chloe's door. She let me in and handed me an envelope. "Eight hundred bucks. Count it if you want."
"Oh, thanks. Er, why don't you pay the registration with it instead?"
"If you give a false date on your claim, after I get the insurance, that would work. Will you do that?"
"I will. Don't hang around though - the assessors will know if the damage looks older than we say."
"Thanks Dave. By the way, I wanted you to see I would pay up. I'm not a whore. Yesterday was for fun, not for profit. OK?"
"OK. Of course. And I didn't think you were whoring for a minute, although I did wonder if you were baiting me in to get a beating!"
"Fair point. Dave, my man gets back tonight. I want to have some fun."
"I'm up for it. Ideas?"
"Stuff he won't do. Shit, I can't believe I'm asking a stranger this. I want to be tied up and teased. Not S&M, just bondage. The safe word is still 'elephant' OK?"
"I'm already trunky. Bedroom?"
"Yep. C'mon."
She had already prepared the bed. Nylon stockings were tied at the four corners, there was a plastic sheet over the mattress and large beach towels over that.
"I'm a squirter sometimes and I don't want the mattress to get wet."
She wore a simple track suit. In seconds she had shed it and lay naked on the bed, legs and arms apart. Once again I drank in the sight of the tiny, bald pussy with its small hood that hid her little bud, and her round C-cup tits with pink nipples framed by her pale, smooth skin.
First I tied her wrists, then her ankles. The nylons would be strong enough to hold her but wouldn't cut like rope would have.
I left the room and went to the kitchen for a cool drink. It was a warm day, so the air conditioning was on.
On the way back to the bedroom I found a feather duster. Chloe lay on the bed in anticipation. I went to the chest of drawers and looked through it and found a leather belt. I showed it to her, then put her track suit pants over her eyes so she could not see me.
I traced the cold belt buckle over her body, starting with her nipples. When they stiffened slightly, I draped it over her taught tummy, along the tops of her thighs, the insides, the insides of her knees, back to her nipples.
Her breathing was shallow and regular. Good. I was able to relax her and have her concentrate only on what she felt and heard.
I climbed on the bed and knelt between her legs. Leaning forwards I blew air onto her pussy and was rewarded with a twitch. She was clearly hyper-sensitised because of the makeshift blindfold.
With the leather end of the belt I tapped gently on her erect nipples. Her mouth opened and she gasped. I did it again for a gasp and a wriggle. I noticed her tits rising and falling a little more than before.
Next I planted a quick lick on a nipple, then a belt-tap, then another nibble. Chloe arched her breast towards where she knew me to be. A finger touched her open slit for a second, then I tweaked a nipple hard. This time she moaned aloud. I decided to quicken the pace and scooted down the bed, my head between her thighs, and licked the inside of her leg from knee to upper high. She shivered and got goosebumps. Her breathing quickened some more.
Reaching up with both hands to pull at her nipples, I planted my head between her thighs and kissed the hood of her clit, sucking the little bud out to play.
