Piper grinned as she positioned her pen over the paper. “Okay, what’ve you got for me, Nippleclamp?”
Caroline giggled. “Well, these are your top fantasies, not mine. But knowing you the way I do, I’d have to say you’re going to have to get yourself into a bathroom stall somehow. I know you did the selfies in there, but sex in a public restroom should be up there—or in an elevator. I’ve always wanted to do it in an elevator. What about sex somewhere in plain sight? A place where everyone can see you, but no one knows you’re doing the nasty.”
Piper nodded and jotted it down. “Where is this magical place? Do tell.”
“I don’t know.” Caroline shrugged. “Maybe a concert? Think about it. Tons of chaos, people standing, sitting, and dancing all around you. It could be done if you wore the right clothing.”
“I like that. A concert has potential. There are a few bands we love to go see, and one of them is really popular. They play bar venues mostly, but the places are always packed. It could happen.”
“There you go, see?” Caroline said. “So you have office sex. You put down raunchy toys, I see. Add bathroom-stall sex, public sex…and you need one more.”
“I told Michael we were going to do it on his boss’ Italian leather couch.”
Caroline shook her head. “No, you already did it at the office twice. So not on the couch, but what about in his boss’ house?”
“Say what?”
“I don’t know!” Caroline chuckled. “It could happen. You snag a dinner invite and do it in one of his spare rooms.” She picked up her wine and swirled the glass. “That could be hot.”
“Now I know you’re drunk. You can’t just snag an invite to the home of one of the partners of a huge law firm—oh, but wait a minute!” Piper tapped her pen on the paper excitedly. “They’re announcing a new partner in the next few weeks, and they always have a get-together to celebrate. Sometimes it’s at a partner’s house. I’ll put it down as a maybe.” She wrote it down with a question mark after it. “If that doesn’t work, I’ll just put down ‘orgies.’ That covers a lot of hot bases.”
“I had no idea you were into orgies.” Caroline reached for a sushi roll. “That’s not my thing. I don’t think I could ever attend one. Being with one other couple was too intense for me. An orgy would be like sensation overload.”
“You know, I’ve always been curious about orgies, but have never been brave enough to try. Michael and I have discussed it on more than one occasion. The old me never followed through, but the new kickass Piper who’s in charge of her life? I think that girl might like it. I also know Michael would be incredibly surprised by it, and that makes me get a wettie just thinking about it.”
“You know, Emma might have the down low on orgies around town,” Caroline offered. “If anyone is clued in, she would be.”
“She might be, but I’d bet my favorite handbag that Gillian knows for sure. I’ll ask her when I see her next week.”
9
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Michael sat in his car outside Piper’s office building, phone in hand. It was noon on Friday, and he was about to enact number one on his top five. He and Piper had decided not to share their lists with each other. Instead, they were going to keep them secret and unveil them as they went. Last night they’d both agreed to be good sports and go along with whatever the other wanted, ending with a pinky swear, followed by some heavy foreplay.
His phone buzzed.
I’M COMING.
It buzzed again.
WELL, NOT COMING COMING. YET. B THERE IN 2.
Michael smiled, remembering last night, licking every inch of her, teasing her, and informing her she had to wait until today for her release. She’d given him some choice words. Once Piper had fallen asleep, it’d taken everything he’d had not to go in the bathroom and jerk off because it’d been so hot.
His phone buzzed again.
DO I GET ANY HINTS?
He texted back.
NOPE.
She responded.
U R CAGEY. CUMMING NOW. HA!
He glanced up to see his wife walking down the steps. He was parked in a loading zone with his hazards on, but again, this was Madison, not New York. Very few cars were trying to pull up to the building.
Piper got in. Once she was settled, she turned to him. “Okay, where to, Mikey?”
He eased away from the curb. “You’ll see very soon.” He loved it when she called him Mikey. No one ever did, so it was just theirs. She only did it when she was feeling playful.
“I have an hour at most,” she told him. “My boss delayed the Pantygate interrogation until one thirty. I haven’t figured out who else he’s talking to, but it has to be whoever else came in that night.”
“I’ll be curious to see who it is.”
“Me, too. I’ll have to pump Larry for info.” She waggled her eyebrows at him. “So where are we going, huh?”
“Not too far away, and how long we’re there depends on how quickly you come.” He grinned at her. “If it’s quick, you’ll be back very soon. If not, we’ll see.” Piper looked beautiful. Her hair was down, and she had on casual work attire, which included the skirt he’d asked her to wear, as well as a gauzy white shirt. The skirt was one of his favorites and would work well for what he had planned.
“That depends on how hot it is,” Piper shot back. “I’m curious to see what’s number one on your list.”
“It won’t take you long to figure it out once we get there,” Michael said. “And number one is counting down. Number five is my pinnacle. This is just something I’ve always wanted to try.”
He pulled into a parking garage a few blocks later.
Piper craned her head around as he drove up the ramp. “You’re taking me to the mall?”
They had indeed entered a mall parking ramp. “Not exactly.” Michael continued to drive up to the fourth floor, finding a spot by the doors.
Piper glanced at him with a grin. “What are you up to?”
“I’m not saying, but there might be popcorn involved.” He winked as he turned off the car.
“The movie theater! I should’ve known. This has been on your list for a long time.” She shook her head as she unbuckled her seat belt. “I think you’ve been begging me for this ever since we first started dating.”
“Begging you for a blow job in the back row. Yes, that has long been a dream of mine. But today we’re skipping the BJ and going straight to full-on sex.”
He heard Piper’s breath hitch. “Are you kidding me?” she asked. “How are we going to manage that?”
“You’ll see.”
They got out of the car. Michael grabbed Piper’s hand as she came around the back, tugging her toward the doorway. “You know, if we get caught, we can get arrested for public indecency or something like that,” Piper told him, her voice rushed in excitement.
He held the door open for her. “I know. I’m a lawyer. But why are you suddenly worried about getting caught? I thought that’s what you craved. The adrenaline rush of someone catching us. This is perfect.”
“I do, but getting arrested doesn’t sound that fun.”
“Don’t worry about it. We’re not going to get caught.” He took her hand once again and walked her down the hallway to the box office, where he said, “Two for Dark Warrior, please.”
“Dark Warrior?” Piper whispered as Michael got their tickets and turned.
“Yep.” Michael wrapped an arm around her waist. “It’s been out the longest and has the worst reviews. I called the theater yesterday, and it’s showing in only one of two theaters where we can pull this off. I told you not to worry. I’ve got this covered.”
“How do you know what the theaters look like?”
“I did a little recon this week.” Michael grinned at her surprised expression. “I bought a ticket the other day for a matinee, then snuck into every theater to check them out.”
Piper smacked his bice
p and giggled. “You’re like 007! My panties are drenched thinking of you doing recon—oh, wait, that’s right, I’m not wearing any panties.”
Michael couldn’t react the way he wanted to because they’d just approached the popcorn counter.
“One popcorn and two Cokes,” Michael told the attendant.
Once they had their food, they headed down a long, carpeted hallway. The theater was just outside a mall that had opened downtown at least fifteen years ago. It was showing its wear.
“What number are we?” Piper asked.
Michael glanced at his ticket. “Eleven. It’s on the end, to the right.”
They entered the theater and there wasn’t another soul inside. “Go all the way up to the top and cut across to the other side. I’ll follow you.” He gestured with his arm.
The projection booth jutted out into the theater, and there were seats on either side of the booth. The far side was shielded from the main entrance where people came in. If someone chose to sit close to them, they’d have to forfeit the mission and try again later. Piper was right. Neither of them was out to commit a lewd act in front of anyone.
They took their seats in the far corner next to the wall of the projection booth.
“Well, this is handy,” Piper said. “You really did scope this place out.”
Michael nodded. “Of course I did. I wanted it to work. But if it doesn’t, I’m telling you right now, I’m taking you back out to the car and doing you in the backseat. After last night, there’s no way we’re not doing it.”
Piper gave him a full-throated laugh. “I’m all for that. I’m so horny right now, I might crawl out of my skin. How long till curtain time?”
“Seven minutes, babe. Only seven minutes.”
* * *
Only three other people had entered the theater before the previews started. A lone guy and a couple who looked to be about college age. They’d all sat in the main area, but knowing they were there made Piper’s heart beat erratically. But in an exciting way.
This was right up her alley.
She didn’t know how they were going to pull off the sex part, but she was willing to try. She’d seen the trailers on TV for this movie. Its sole purpose was to try to revive an older action star’s career. The movie was bound to be loud, with tons of crap blowing up. But would that be enough cover? Hard to know. Piper wondered what the other people in the theater thought seeing the two of them up in the nosebleed seats when the rest of the theater was empty. She grinned.
“Pull your skirt up,” Michael whispered to her during the next preview, which was another action movie, “enough so I can see curl.”
A shudder ran through her as she set her popcorn down and did as he asked. The lights weren’t fully down yet. The moment her skirt hit her upper thighs, her husband’s hand slid over, moving toward her center very quickly.
She opened her legs, scooting the fabric up, reclining.
When he touched her, she had to stifle a loud moan.
Michael groaned softly as he moved his fingers. “You’re so wet already.”
“Of course I am,” she said, stifling another moan as his talented fingers hit her in exactly the right spot. “This is hot. I’m ready to burst.”
“There’s no bursting for you unless you’re on top of my cock.” Michael’s voice was firm as his fingers continued to fondle her.
The preview ended, and the next one began.
This one was for a sci-fi action flick, and it was loud. Piper took advantage of the volume and allowed herself to moan. “It’s not going to take me long at all,” Piper confessed as she rolled her hips into her husband’s hand. She heard a noise and glanced over to see Michael unzipping his pants. “I’m not sure how we’re going to—”
Michael leaned over, slanting his lips across hers as he inserted two fingers inside her.
Piper bucked against them.
It was a wild, Pavlovian response.
He broke the kiss, and she licked her lips.
“Don’t worry about the how,” Michael whispered, settling his mouth against her neck. “No one can see us unless they turn around, and they have no reason to do that. Once it gets dark, I’m settling you on my cock.”
Thinking of riding her husband reverse cowgirl in this theater almost made her come, especially with Michael’s fingers working his magic. She reached down and stilled his hand. “If you keep doing that,” she said, “it’s all over.”
Michael pulled back, grinning at her hard. He kissed her on the cheek. “You’re so fucking sexy. I can’t stand it. This is the best lunch ever.”
“It’ll be the best lunch ever as soon as I have an orgasm. Let’s not get ahead of ourselves here, Mikey.”
The previews ended, and the theater announcements came on. Piper giggled as she imagined the theater company adding an addendum to the PSA about shutting off your cell phone: And please inform management if you notice that couple in the back row fucking each other senseless.
The lights finally dimmed and the movie started.
The first scene opened with a chopper full of guys with guns. Seconds later, there were loud explosions and yelling everywhere.
Michael brought his hand back down and teased her legs apart. She opened them wantonly. With the lights out, Piper felt bolder. She wiggled in her seat, slouching down, angling her body toward her husband’s hand.
“That’s it,” her husband whispered. “Let me get you ready.”
“Oh, I’m already ready. I’m just enjoying the world right now.”
Michael nodded in the direction of his lap, and she followed his gaze to his erection. Piper could see pre-come glistening on the tip. It sent new shivers through her. She slid her hand over the armrest and ran her fingertips along his silky wetness. He jumped at her touch, barely containing his loud rumble of pleasure. “This is going to be good,” he murmured.
“So good. We could both be eating alone today in our respective offices. Count yourself as lucky.”
“I’m more than lucky,” her husband replied. “I’m fucking lucky.” He shifted to the side to help her get out of her seat.
She moved onto Michael’s lap, her back to his front.
Piper pulled her skirt up as she went. The movie was loud, and things were still blowing up. Michael’s hands were under her ass. “I’m going to lean up,” she told him. “And you’re going to slide that hard cock inside me.” She grabbed on to the seat in front of her and arched her hips up.
Michael nudged her ass forward with the palm of his hand, and a second later, his tip breached her seal, and she slid all the way down, barely refraining from calling out.
It was glorious. Michael was big enough to make her feel everything, and at this angle, there was pressure in all the right places.
Piper sat back, her hands on each of the armrests and slowly began to find her rhythm, rocking only her hips. Her gaze was riveted on the three other people in the theater, and she was ready to change her position in an instant.
But none of them so much as moved their heads once.
As she rocked, Michael maneuvered his hand around her and found her clit. It felt so good that Piper had to bite her tongue, almost hard enough to draw blood.
She began to move faster, spurred on by her husband’s soft groans. When Michael’s other hand snaked its way under her shirt and stroked a nipple through her flimsy bra, she pressed herself tightly against his chest, letting her head fall back.
He rolled a hard peak between his fingers and nipped at her earlobe as she fucked him with a slow roll of her hips. She couldn’t stand it any longer. She had to go faster. Things were still blowing up on screen. Thank goodness for action-movie openers.
She leaned forward, gripping the seat in front of her, using it to stabilize herself so she could pump Michael’s cock harder. She moved her ass up and down on his lap, again and again, until the sensations built to a peak.
“Jesus,” Michael breathed, his hands on her hips, guiding her bac
k down each time. She felt his body go rigid.
He was close.
That spurred her on. She hoped no patron chose to glance back at them now, because there was no way she was stopping. When Michael’s fingers simultaneously pinched both her nipples at the same time, she broke apart.
Her head bowed back as her sheath spasmed around his cock, taking everything she could, her hips rocking slowly.
His low whisper hit her ear a second later. “You are so beautiful,” he told her as he came, gripping her hips and grinding himself into her.
Once he was done, she collapsed back against his chest.
His arms wrapped around her middle, pulling her tight. “That might be a timing record for us,” he said. “You were on fire.”
“At this rate, we’ll be through our top ten in a week,” Piper whispered.
“Then we’ll just have to make it a top twenty.”
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Piper barely followed what her boss was saying. She kept nodding, but her mind was back at the movie theater with Michael. They’d stayed and eaten some of their popcorn, giggling like teenagers about what they’d just gotten away with. Then they’d slipped out before the movie had ended. She was sure all three people in the theater knew once they hightailed it out of there that they’d just had sex. But she didn’t care. It was totally worth it.
“So you were here working late on Monday night?” her boss asked.
She nodded. “Yep. Like I told you before, I had a backlog since I’d taken the previous Thursday off. My husband was on a business trip, and I figured I could make up some time Monday before he came home.”
Larry Henley, her boss, was in his late fifties. He was usually fairly easygoing, but today he was more on edge than Piper had ever seen him. “Do you know anything about the underwear that was left here?” he asked.
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