Girl Drink Drunk Pt 03

I arrived at dinner looking like a movie star. Or a porn star. Take your pick.

Since I had been a clueless middle-aged dad just 24 hours earlier, I had no idea how to do my makeup or hair, or how to pick out a sexy dress. But now I was blessed with a perfect body, flawless skin, a face like the adult film version of a Disney princess, and my upper management wife’s black card. At each stop on my afternoon’s mission, my instructions were simple: make my wife cum the moment she sees me.

The makeup artist accentuated my huge eyes and plump lips, and gave my cheekbones even more definition. My hairstylist gave me a do like Rihanna’s, so that my black curly hair showed off my elegant neck, with a few curls spilling out as if on accident. And the dress—oh my God, the dress.

It was a silver, flowing minidress, sleeveless, with a neckline that plunged almost to my navel. My full breasts were barely contained, and a deep valley of cleavage drew the eye down to my tight waist. The hem fell right below the bottom of my ass, showing off the muscular curves of my hamstrings and thighs. A pair of silver stiletto heels displayed my mathematically ideal calves. A silver armlet and choker completed the look.

When I stepped into the restaurant, the whole room fell silent. A single click from someone’s phone captured the moment. I wondered which starlet they thought had just shown up.

In the center of the room, Rebecca stood up to greet me. My stomach turned flips the moment I saw her. When she broke into a lustful smile, my pussy melted.

She had been busy too. She wore red leather from head to toe: a red leather bustier and corset that exposed the top of her rippling chest, a tailored red leather jacket, skintight leather pants, red ankle boots with a slight platform and a high heel that raised her height to over six feet. She had gotten long red nails to match her outfit. Most dramatically, though, was her hair. She had buzzed the sides of her head and now had a platinum blonde pompadour.

She looked strong, dominant, a glorious masc beauty.

I wanted to crawl to her on my knees and worship her.

But I knew what she wanted. I crossed the room to her with my sexiest strut, doing everything I could to fill every straight man in the room with jealousy and make everything straight woman wish she wasn’t. As I came closer to Rebecca, she looked at me with greater and greater possessiveness and lust. My heart pounded in my chest with anxiety and expectation.

I stood before her. Even in my stilettos, she towered over me. She looked me up and down with cold appraisal. I looked up at her shyly and summoned my sultriest voice.

“Hello, daddy.”

Rebecca grabbed me by the waist and devoured me with a kiss.

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I tasted the whisky on her lips. As I sat, Rebecca signaled to the waiter and ordered me a cosmo. A second soon followed. Though I barely remembered what we, every touch of my back, legs, or waist was burned into my memory.

The night before, I’d finished off a 16-ounce ribeye and a baked sweet potato. Tonight, a 4-ounce filet and salad filled me up. Rebecca allowed me to choose my next cocktail, and I ordered the fruitiest, most umbrella-laden drink on the menu. By now, I was feeling quite tipsy. I snuggled up to her ear and asked if we could go back to our room.

“Not yet, my pet. I have one more round I want us to share.” She gave another signal to the waiter, who immediately brought two piña coladas out to us. “I want us to celebrate today. To us!” We clinked glasses. I already felt lightheaded and barely touched my drink, but Rebecca finished hers in a seconds.

“Come on. I have some surprises for you.” She took me by the hand and let me back to our room. I stumbled several times, and her strong hands kept me from falling.

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In the room, Rebecca locked and bolted the door. She spun me around, roughly pinned me against the door, and pressed her lips into my neck. I moaned slightly as her hands went up into my dress and pulled down my thong. Her hand stroked my wet pussy. I moaned again, then she suddenly stopped and pulled away.

“Take off your clothes. And your shoes.”

I let my dress fall to the floor and stepped out of my shoes. I reached up to unclasp my choker, but Rebecca smacked my hand. “Leave the jewelry.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

She placed her hand against my cheek, then slowly followed the curve of my neck down to my shoulder and my arm, lightly brushing the edge of my breast. She stepped behind me and took both of breasts into her hands. I felt Rebecca’s hot breath against the back of my neck. Now that I was so much shorter than her, she felt so powerful, so in control. My breath quickened. The leather of Rebecca’s tight pants rubbed against my bare ass.

She kissed the skin behind my ear as she pinched both my nipples. “Go get on the bed.”

“Yes, ma’am.” I went to the bed and lay down on my back.

“Not like that. Face down.”

“Yes, ma’am.” I obediently turned over. The authority in Rebecca’s voice made my pussy drip.

That’s when I discovered the first surprise. Rebecca reached under the bed and pulled out a black leather cuff restraint. One end was already connected to the leg of the bed by a thick strap. She wrapped the cuff around my left wrist, tightened the buckle, and inserted a short metal pin to secure it. She did the same to my right wrist, then pulled both straps tight to stretch out my arms. My thoughts slowed to a crawl as my freedom disappeared.

She did the same to my ankles, so that I was spread-eagle, almost completely unable to move.

“Look at me.”

I turned my head toward her. At some point, she had removed her jacket and was wearing just her red leather corset for a top. Now she unzipped her skintight pants and unpeeled them from her legs to reveal a red thong. She stepped to the edge of the bed. With one long, sharp fingernail scratched a line down the center of my back, then SMACK—she slapped my ass hard.

I moaned involuntarily.

She repeated the motion a few times—scratch, then smack. Now she let me feel all five sharp nails, now ten. I relished the contrast between the thin line of pain and the blunt impact of the spanking. After each hit, Rebecca lingered on my ass, rubbing gently the raw area of skin. Even though I knew it was coming, I still yelped each time she slapped me.

“Surprise number two.” Rebecca walked away from the bed, and I could see what she was doing. I felt her climb onto the bed behind me. She planted herself atop me, facing toward the foot of the bed in a kind of reverse cowgirl. “Now you get to experience something all women love.” She squeezed something round, firm, and thick under me, right between my pussy and the bed.

Then she turned on the vibrator.

She brought me to the edge of orgasm, then pulled out the vibrator just before I came. I could feel a muffled vibration from my ass, so she must have been using it on herself too. She returned the device to my pussy, brought me to the edge again, then pulled it back. At this point, I was moaning almost constantly. She edged me a third time.

“Please, let me cum!” I yelled.

The vibrator switched off, and Rebecca spanked my ass harder than ever. “You’ll cum when I want you to, bitch. Understand?”

“Yes, ma’am,” I whimpered.

“What was that?”

“I’ll cum when you want me to, ma’am.”

“And who are you?”

“I’m your bitch, ma’am.”

“Fucking right you are.” She climbed off of me and undid each of the restraints. “Now put that smart mouth to better use and eat me out.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

She took off the rest of her clothes and lay down on her back. I lowered myself to her pussy. I started slowly, applying my new knowledge of oral to bring her to ecstasy. She grabbed my head with both hands and thrust into my face. My tongue rammed hard into her clit. Rebecca cried out and came with a shudder.

“What a good girl you are. You may use the vibrator to finish yourself.”

Her words of praise filled me with delight. I happily took the vibrator and brought myself to climax. Then I fell asleep wrapped in the arms of my loving wife.

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The next morning, or maybe afternoon, I woke up to an empty bed. “Rebecca? Where are you?”

“I’m in the bathroom! Get in here and see your next surprise.”