by J. M. Witt
It looks like he’ll be out of town later next week for a short trip w/ longer stints beginning shortly after. I need the time for writing and field research. ;-)
I hope you have a great day and weekend. I know you’re super busy. Every time I let my mind drift away to that place, my body becomes one entire heartbeat. It’s amazing and infuriating. Lol. Until next time…
As my day got started and the kids trickled down the stairs, the youngest had the tell-tale signs of not feeling well. Mom problem 404. I administered some medication and got the others ready for school. Once they were on the bus and my youngest was resting, I headed to my office. I took a deep breath and sat down on my tender cheeks. I may have even wiggled from side to side to elicit every single painful nerve into awareness. An email awaited.
TO: [email protected]
8:59 AM
Subject: Re: Bedtime
Does your bottom need a reminder...? :)
My clit pulsed and ass stung—like he’d administered a fresh smack—just at the thought of a reminder.
TO: [email protected]
9:17 AM
Subject: Re: Bedtime
OMG. If I could have your hands on my ass again right now, I’d be there in a heartbeat. Goosebumps just thinking about it...
But, mom duty calls. Sick kid at home.
TO: [email protected]
9:20 AM
Subject: Re: Bedtime
Might be a little traumatic for them... :) seeing mommy get her ass beat in such a way. Of course – seeing your naked bottom being spanked and paddled won’t be near as traumatic as seeing you forced down to your knees and having my swollen cock stuffed into that mouth of yours while you stare up at me with the gorgeous blue eyes with a look that says there is NO PLACE you would rather be at that moment (even Italy...)
But I digress...
I’ll be at the school most of the day volunteering after we return from the field trip, kids have extracurricular activities tonight. Supposed to rain this morning. Didn’t get to the grass yesterday due to an issue that came across my desk – I mean lap.
Christ almighty. I dropped my head onto my arms as they rested on my desk. Gregor had remembered my mention of Italy. It was someplace I’d gone in college and had yet to return, but desperately wanted to. I knew what I’d be doing at naptime... Masturbating. If my child decided to nap, too. I tried to gather my thoughts and took a deep breath. Staring at the white screen and chewing on my lip, I started my reply.
TO: [email protected]
9:27 AM
Subject: Re: Bedtime
Yes, hence why I can’t. I’m sure I’ll be napping when/if she does.
MY fields were more important to tend to yesterday. Lol. And this issue of mine of almost always being wet is getting worse and worse. Wonder why? I’m currently a puddle of want. Maybe I should have you examine it more closely, before OR after I get on my knees...
I’m available during the day next week on Wed and Thurs. Though I have an appt on Tue. OMG...I’m laughing and wondering if my marks will be gone by Tue. My massage therapist will certainly be wondering and curious since she knows what I edit and read!
There! That should leave him speechless... Maybe. There was no delay in his response. Shit!
TO: [email protected]
9:31 AM
Subject: Re: Bedtime
After your knees you will have to wash your face. I am thinking about how those sweet little lips and gorgeous eyes will look with cum splattered all around them. Very distracting thought.
You may go through several pairs of panties today.
Next week I’m out of town M-W, might get back Wed morning. Could be a nice welcome back stop...
I just couldn’t. Couldn’t focus. Couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t cap the desire. Couldn’t stop wanting more. Of him. Motherfucker wanted to play, he should know by now that I was game!
TO: [email protected]
9:33 AM
Subject: Pulse
Sigh. Just thinking about things to come and my heart rate quickens knowing of the pain and pleasure to be had.
And YOU won’t have to wash your face after you’re done with me. I’ll eagerly kiss every drop of myself from your lips...
I may go through several batteries too...
I’ll keep Wednesday open...
I also included another attachment. Just words, words that had never been more accurate in that moment. ‘She loved how his words disturbed the rhythm of her pulse.’ Surely that email would shut him up. I had shit to do. And it did. I didn’t hear back from him until later in the afternoon.
TO: [email protected]
3:34 PM
Subject: Re: Pulse
It will be on more than just my lips...
Again, I asked myself, ‘What the hell had I gotten myself into?’
TO: [email protected]
3:38 PM
Subject: Re: Pulse
How did I know that’d be your response...?
To truly enjoy pussy, one must devour it...
Lord almighty, I prayed he knew how to devour it.
TO: [email protected]
3:40 PM
Subject: Re: Pulse
Front to back. Back to front.
FUCK!
TO: [email protected]
3:42 PM
Subject: Re: Pulse
You’ll have to let me know if Gregor is the name you want falling from my lips when I’m pleading with you for more...
TO: [email protected]
3:43 PM
Subject: Re: Pulse
You are assuming you will have enough breath to even plead...
TO: [email protected]
3:45 PM
Subject: Re: Pulse
Umm
Then he was quiet. Clearly he liked the thought of me on my knees and waiting. I shouldn’t have been surprised.
Chapter Eight
GIRL CRUSH
I WAS OUT RUNNING errands that night after dinner when Tami called.
“What up biotch?”
Laughing, I replied, “Oh you know. Same ole, same ole. You?”
“Uh, I call bullshit. You better fucking spill the details.”
“Oh, my God!” I’d forgotten to call Tami yesterday and couldn’t believe she’d refrained from calling me until now.
“Bitch, you’re lucky I saw you online or I would’ve called the troops to find your ass. Making me wait over a day... Was it bad?”
Giggling, “No. It was anything but bad.”
“I fucking knew it!” She paused and waited for me to say something. Where did I even begin? “Meredith! Tell me!”
“Ok, ok. We chatted...for hours.”
She interrupted me, “Is he hot?”
Sighing, “If you saw him walking down the street you probably wouldn’t look twice. But, fuck. He’s in my head, Tami. Without even trying, he’s in it. I’ve never been so open and candid with someone.”
“That’s good. Honesty is really important if you’re going to take this to a true D/s level.”
“I know. I told him I trust him, but he’s guarded.”
“Why is he guarded?”
I sat in the parking lot of my local grocery store after loading my groceries and continued filling Tami in.
“Apparently he had a bad experience a while back. The chick went psycho.”
“Do you think he’s hiding something?”
I scrunched my eyes and lips and groaned, “No, not like you may think. He needs to know he can trust me. I can wait for him to open up, if he chooses to do so. I asked him if I was ‘Thursday girl’ and he said there hasn’t been anyone in a long time.” I paused and added, “I believe him. We’re too intertwined with one another as it is for him to risk lying to me. We could both fuck up each other’s worlds if we wanted.”
Chortling, “Ain’t that the fucking trut
h. I can’t believe you two are in the same fucking town AND the same school. Jesus. You two are crazy.”
Sighing, I agreed. “I know. I just...”
“What is it?”
“I don’t see this ending anytime soon. Like, I don’t know. This won’t be over quick.”
“Christ Meredith. I get it, I do. Just be careful.”
“I didn’t have sex with him!”
She was laughing, “Well, if you did I’d expect you to tell me. And that’s not what I meant. Be careful with your heart.”
“We agreed to no emotions, no falling in love.”
“Good! Now...if you didn’t have sex, what did you do?!”
“Ok, I have to get home, but I’ll give you the cliff notes.” I took a big breath and just went to the good stuff. “He spanked me in the backseat of his truck.”
“WHAT?”
“Tami, I had no idea. I’ve never experienced anything like that. I totally zoned out.”
“Bitch, it’s called subspace.”
I groaned, “I don’t know if it was subspace, but I was fucking out of it. Couldn’t hear anything or feel anything but him. He stopped a few minutes in and made me look at him. He said something like ‘you’re already somewhere else’ and then he resumed, but with my pants and underwear down.”
“Holy shit!” I smiled because I could almost see her jumping up and down with excitement.
“I’m never going to get enough.”
“Yeah. That’s the hard part. Has he mentioned seeing you again?”
“He’s alluded to it.”
“Ha! That’s good!” She said something I didn’t catch to someone else and then said, “I need to go. We should get together Monday.”
“I can probably do dinner.”
“Perfect. Ok. Talk to you later.”
I got home and put the groceries away. Todd helped carry them in and put them away and then he went back to the couch and me to my office. I had yet to get a response from Gregor about me waiting on my knees, but knew it had to be coming.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, an email popped up.
TO: [email protected]
8:43 PM
Subject: Re: Pulse
Maybe you should seductively deep throat a banana and send me a pic of you in action (or otherwise phallic like object).
And so the requests for naughty pictures began. Was I allowed to make requests too? My paranoia creeped in as I started thinking about the possible repercussions of such a picture. Who was I kidding? The picture was already out there, but with girlfriends.
TO: [email protected]
8:51 PM
Subject: Re: Pulse
While I’ll admit there’s a picture out there somewhere of me and a ‘phallic’ vegetable from a girl’s night in...I’m not sending it. Let’s just say my friends were shocked!
That should shut him up! PING! Fuck!
TO: [email protected]
8:53 PM
Subject: Re: Pulse
And why not...?
Asshole!
TO: [email protected]
8:57 PM
Subject: Re: Pulse
I’d have to find it. It’s from several years ago and I was still carrying a lot of baby weight. Not saying I’m an expert deep throat, but I can take a lot. I’ll look for it after the hubby is in bed. He hasn’t even seen that pic. Lol
If I was really naughty I’d suggest meeting me on the corner at midnight so I could prove it to you in person...
Yup. I was a whore.
TO: [email protected]
8:59 PM
Subject: Re: Pulse
:) Feel free to deep throat something else and send it to me – favorite dildo or otherwise
At this rate – I’m not going to make it to 10...lol
I could feel the sub and Domme in me fighting with one another. Part of me wanted to send it, knowing it’d please him and part of me was like ‘Fuck him!’ I wouldn’t degrade myself to do such things. Sighing. Yes, yes I would. Shit!
TO: [email protected]
9:07 PM
Subject: Re: Pulse
LOL. I understand. It’s been a lot of late nights for us both. I’ll work on the picture when I’m alone. My ass already misses you...
I got up and headed to my room and found my current dildo of choice and placed it in the bathroom for easy access later. Heading back to my desk, another email.
TO: [email protected]
9:19 PM
Subject: Re: Pulse
Would love to give you a good night spanking...
How were we ever going to get anything done, ever?!
TO: [email protected]
9:23 PM
Subject: Re: Pulse
Would love to get one... I keep squeezing my marks and instant tingles. What have you done to me? Lol.
I didn’t wait long, again just a few short minutes.
TO: [email protected]
9:28 PM
Subject: Re: Pulse
Did you take pics so you have the visual reminders...?
I simply gave you something you have needed for a long time. And amazingly – only a small piece of what is to come.
Closing my eyes, I replayed it for myself again. Crossing my legs to try to subdue the throb, it only increased. Why hadn’t I taken pictures of my ass? It’s not like I was going to create a scrapbook, at least not a paper copy. I giggled at the thought and started my reply.
TO: [email protected]
9:33 PM
Subject: Calm
I did not, but I keep looking at them and touching them.
Sigh. I’m like a kid at Disney. I want to try everything NOW. Told you, I lack patience. But I am a fast and eager learner, always have been.
I think that’s something that struck (no pun intended...lol) me last night. What I’ve been craving is indeed what I’ve been needing. I can’t wait for what’s to come. I feel like this calm has settled over me, knowing I have an outlet now.
Todd went to bed and I checked the laundry before returning to my office. Again, he’d gone to bed not seeking any type of physical contact with me; dismissing me as usual.
TO: [email protected]
9:45 PM
Subject: Re: Calm
I promise I won’t be the storm that precedes the calm. At least not a bad one... :)
Good night. I keep drifting off. That is my sign.
Sweet dreams of spankings and denied orgasms.
TO: [email protected]
9:51 PM
Subject: Re: Calm
Get some rest. And I hope your dreams are filled with naughtiness, too.
TO: [email protected]
9:53 PM
Subject: Re: Calm
It’s weird knowing I could run out and get milk and squeeze in a sound spanking or a BJ without even being noticed...
TO: [email protected]
9:55 PM
Subject: Re: Calm
Yes. Agreed. The good and bad of close quarters... I mean...it could always be both...
TO: [email protected]
9:58 PM
Subject: Re: Calm
I have that party tomorrow and will have to run out and pick up some things in the morning and I keep thinking – hmmm...
TO: [email protected]
9:59 PM
Subject: Re: Calm
Sigh...he’s working tomorrow. I’m a desperate housewife... But, if you need to take bottles back tomorrow night...
TO: [email protected]
10:02 PM
Subject: Re: Calm
It will be a late night tomorrow unless you have some way to blend into the group... :)
Maybe Sunday night...
TO: [email protected]
10:04 PM
Subject: Re: Calm
Lol...I’m a wallflower and don’t blend in unless I’m with friends
.
I may need to make a milk run Sunday night... :)
I thought you were going to sleep... Or are you too busy visualizing me milking your cock?
TO: [email protected]
10:07 PM
Subject: Re: Calm
No. As soon as I laid down – mind started racing. So I started going over financial news.
And thinking about how quick I could get out for a drive by sucking.
TO: [email protected]
10:10 PM
Subject: Re: Calm
Good to know we enjoy torturing each other.
I should get to work on that picture...
I didn’t hear anything for the rest of the night. I finished more laundry and then I sent him two pictures. You can use your imagination as to the scandalous nature of the images I sent of me deep throating my vibrator.
TO: [email protected]
11:36 PM
Subject: Ask and you shall receive...
Is that what you had in mind...?
In the morning I still hadn’t heard from him. God! What if he hated the pictures I sent? I knew I shouldn’t have done it. I hopped in the shower and when I got out I had an email waiting. The nerves were getting to me as I opened it up.
TO: [email protected]
8:08 AM
Subject: Re: Ask and you shall receive...
Uh huh... :) nice to wake up to...
Finally fell asleep and stayed asleep – other than the storms. Now need to finish getting ready to head to this party.
I took a deep breath. He seemed pleased.