by J. M. Witt
“I love yours, too.” He seemed a little taken aback. “They’re beautiful. The blue is so unlike mine. I love looking at them.”
A corner of his mouth turned up as he pulled my lips to his. My hands ran over his exposed forearms as he kissed me. Forehead to forehead, we stared into each other’s eyes for a moment before I closed mine, unmoving. His hands played with the hair at the nape of my neck as I softly cooed.
Whispering against my parted lips, “I have to go.”
My hands were now caressing his thighs, I responded, “I’m not stopping you.” He continued kissing me as soft moans fell from both of us and we inched a little closer together.
We played that game for several minutes. It was a dangerous one. One where we couldn’t get enough of each other, teetering on a line I wasn’t sure if we were supposed to cross or not. Knowing we’d likely crossed it long ago. Were we breaking the rules set in place? I didn’t know and like so many things with him, I didn’t care. Or maybe I cared too much.
Finally, he moved to stand. Sighing, I followed suit. Starting the walk, he slapped my ass as we walked back toward our vehicles. Reaching his truck, I turned to face him and smiled. He pulled me into a hug, squeezed me tight and then released me.
“Hope the massage helped.”
“It did. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
“I’ll talk to you soon.”
I nodded and headed toward my car as he climbed into his truck. He pulled out of the lot before I did. Looking to the clock I saw that almost two hours had passed. Closing my eyes, I turned on the one song that had been playing in my head almost the entire time I was with him. Runaway by Grace Mitchell. Lowering my head back, I sat there while the song played and recounted our visit.
Unable to resist. I emailed him.
TO: [email protected]
2:35 PM
Subject: Re: Belt...
Thank you. As always, it was great to see you. I think you knocked something loose...I can’t see straight. Course I may just need to eat food instead of your protein shot! Lol. Talk soon...
Giving myself another moment, I pulled out of the lot and headed home. My email pinged. Was he even home yet? Probably. Smiling, I opened the email.
TO: [email protected]
2:42 PM
Subject: Re: Belt...
I could let you do that for hours...
I started the song over as I typed my reply when I pulled into my drive.
TO: [email protected]
2:47 PM
Subject: Re: Belt...
Right back at ya. That tongue sucking of yours and hair pulling nearly had me on my knees. Ok, so I was on my knees, but... Of course anything you do has that ability. Do it again!
Vision is back to normal...Ass is officially very sore. :) Can’t wait to have you in a bed again...
A few more emails were exchanged as I ran a few more errands. We talked a little bit about our potential night away before the Holidays. I reached out to Tami and my babysitter, trying to figure something out.
Once the kids were in bed that night, I sat down to email him once again.
TO: [email protected]
9:39 PM
Subject: Sore bottom :)
Hope you had a productive rest of the day. I’m sure you’re still going!
Just rubbed some of that cream onto my sore bottom. And I’m very wet...still. The things you do to me... :)
I’ll probably fall asleep rubbing said marks. There’s nothing quite like it...except you rubbing them.
Thinking of you...
Talk soon.
I didn’t hear back until later the next day.
TO: [email protected]
3:57 PM
Subject: Re: Sore bottom :)
:) I like rubbing your marks...
TO: [email protected]
8:39 PM
Subject: Re: Sore bottom :)
The coming weeks are going to suck as I count down to our night away.
I’ll be around rest of the week, getting shit done...unless I get a call from some perv wanting to spank my ass... :) Lol. Then I’ll come running...
TO: [email protected]
8:57 PM
Subject: Re: Sore bottom :)
Or crawling... :)
Shaking my head. I got caught up on some editing and other housely duties. In the morning, after the gym, I had an email.
TO: [email protected]
10:30 AM
Subject: Re: Sore bottom :)
Did I sufficiently satiate you in your dreams last night or was I slacking...?
TO: [email protected]
10:36 AM
Subject: Re: Sore bottom :)
I would say it was enough for my dreams. Lol. I already warned you that I’ll probably never get enough. Just seeing you always calms/satiates me for a few days. I’m going to be a hot mess until I see you again. Then I’ll be a wet mess. I hate waiting.
Just left the gym. Sweaty, needy, wet...
How did you sleep?
TO: [email protected]
10:40 AM
Subject: Re: Sore bottom :)
Well, but short. Got to the hotel late and then had emails to respond to. Up early for meetings.
Before I knew it, a couple of weeks had passed. Thanksgiving would be upon us soon. I was going away for a week with Tami to New Orleans. We both needed the time away which meant we’d be reading, drinking, eating, and sleeping! And when her cousin offered up his house and the air miles to fly us down, we couldn’t pass it up.
Hoping to see each other before Thanksgiving was upon us, we were emailing, trying to work out a time before I was gone for the week. The late night emails were becoming another issue, but a good one when you’re in bed alone.
TO: [email protected]
12:25 AM
Subject: Greedy bitch
You around in the am? I need a fix. Greedy bitch!
TO: [email protected]
12:34 AM
Subject: Re: Greedy bitch
Not likely. I need to hit the road pretty early for some lunch meetings.
What does the greedy bitch need now...? :)
TO: [email protected]
12:43 AM
Subject: Whisky
Lol...just the arms of her Sir. Maybe a swat or two of his hand and a reminder of who owns her from time to time...
Can’t stop listening to Tennessee Whiskey by Chris Stapleton. Makes me think about whisky kisses for some reason...
Sounds delicious...
TO: [email protected]
12:51 AM
Subject: Re: Whisky
I had some for the first time in a while tonight...hmmm
Need to taste it on your breath...
TO: [email protected]
12:54 AM
Subject: Re: Whisky
That a question or a statement...
TO: [email protected]
12:58 AM
Subject: Re: Whisky
Statement...but easily construed as a question.
TO: [email protected]
1:03 AM
Subject: Re: Whisky
It works either way for me... :) I’ll lick every drop off your tongue and lips...
You’re making me horny. I was planning to be good tonight...
TO: [email protected]
1:08 AM
Subject: Re: Whisky
Bad, bad pussy.
TO: [email protected]
1:10 AM
Subject: Re: Whisky
But bad, bad pussy is so good...
The emails stopped for the night and picked right back up in the morning.
TO: [email protected]
10:33 AM
Subject: Re: Good morning
18 miles down...
TO: [email protected]
10:36 AM
You need anything else to down...?
TO: [email protected]
10:37 AM
Subject: Re: Good morning
Always if it’s you...
Need a blow n go before you leave? Or are you already gone?
TO: [email protected]
10:48 AM
Subject: Re: Good morning
Yes.
But today isn’t looking promising. Hopefully tomorrow... :)
TO: [email protected]
10:51 AM
Subject: Re: Good morning
Ok.
Just drove by both Rodeos...sigh
Drive safe. Talk soon.
After dinner, I heard back from him.
TO: [email protected]
6:58 PM
Subject: Re: Good morning
Just finished working out and headed over to the bar to wait for my customer. Hot little local sat down next to me and chatted. Desperate housewife... :)
Agh! He knew what he was doing. I sat and stewed for a few minutes. How did I respond? Fuck it! I didn’t give a shit what he thought of my response.
TO: [email protected]
7:08 PM
Subject: Step off MY Sir
Tell the hot little local to step off MY Sir. Lol.
TO: [email protected]
7:09 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
LOL
You want to whip her little, intruding ass don’t you...?
TO: [email protected]
7:10 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
And yours. :)
TO: [email protected]
7:13 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
Uh oh...
TO: [email protected]
7:15 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
She can’t suck cock like I can. And that is NOT a challenge to find out. I can reassure you tomorrow!
:)
TO: [email protected]
7:16 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
How else can you substantiate that claim...?
TO: [email protected]
7:18 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
I’m going to kick your ass. Not the reassurance I need...
TO: [email protected]
7:19 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
How you going to kick my ass from there?
Good news if you can go second so you know what you’re up against... :)
TO: [email protected]
7:22 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
I believe she’d be going second. I had you first, unless she’s a hot local you know.
Wrap it up! I don’t want what the hot local barfly has. :) JERK! Lol
Then I waited. My mind was going crazy and I wanted to hurt someone. Why the hell was I so jealous? Fuck!
TO: [email protected]
7:37 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
Do you need someone to turn that bottom red and wipe away the pouty tears...?
ASSHOLE!
TO: [email protected]
7:43 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
Maybe, yes. I enjoy spanking games, not jealousy and wondering if I’m one of a slew enjoying your talents.
I’m crazy stressed. I warned you I don’t share well. :)
TO: [email protected]
7:45 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
Hmmm...she says as she is brandishing a drink and the flogger...
TO: [email protected]
7:50 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
I’m going to take that flogger to you...or make one of my authors give you a nasty STD in their book! :)
TO: [email protected]
7:51 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
Ahhh...resulting to the pen when the sword is week...
TO: [email protected]
7:53 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
You enjoy riling me up.
And it’s ‘weak’, not week. Lol
TO: [email protected]
7:55 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
Autocorrect.
And possibly...
TO: [email protected]
7:57 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
LOL
There’s no ‘possibly’ about it... :)
TO: [email protected]
7:58 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
Careful. You obviously need to be whipped for insolence...
TO: [email protected]
8:01 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
:) Tongue whipped, finger whipped, dick whipped...I can go on and on...
And you also enjoy my insolence...keeps you on your toes. :)
TO: [email protected]
8:04 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
Flogged and broken...
I’m going to thoroughly enjoy whipping it out of you...
TO: [email protected]
8:06 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
Sigh...stupid pulsing clit and damn smile on my face. You suck...
TO: [email protected]
8:09 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
No. You do...well.
TO: [email protected]
8:10 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
Thank you. Can’t wait to remind you...
TO: [email protected]
8:12 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
While competing for first place...
TO: [email protected]
8:13 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
Damn straight... :)
You’re in first place too...
TO: [email protected]
8:15 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
Is there a competitor waiting to unseat me?
Do we need to do a lick off...?
TO: [email protected]
8:18 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
LMAO. No. There’s no question...you’re my #1 in more categories than I care to admit. Wouldn’t want your ego to over-inflate!
I’m sure I’ll wake up several times tonight due to thoughts of your #1 skills.
TO: [email protected]
8:19 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
LOL
You know you need to be spanked and all holes properly stuffed.
TO: [email protected]
8:21 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
There’s no denying that. But can we get them all stuffed and ass spanked at the same time?!?! :)
TO: [email protected]
8:22 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
That will take multiple toys or multiple partners...
TO: [email protected]
8:23 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
Snort...I have multiple toys. Not sure my other ‘partner’ would be ok with that...the toys, toys in my ass, or multiple partners. Lmao. Shhh, don’t tell him. OMG...what is wrong with me?!
TO: [email protected]
8:26 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
Well...you know I will use toys, my tongue, and cock on and in your well spanked ass...
TO: [email protected]
8:28 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
I know...and I’m very grateful. I’ve been working
on getting my ass prepared for your welcome intrusion.
We had yet to have anal sex, just unable to successfully get me to relax enough. But I wanted it, knew he wanted it, but he’d assured me he was patient and we’d keep trying.
TO: [email protected]
8:31 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
And how have you been preparing...?
TO: [email protected]
8:33 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
I knew that’d get your attention. My new butt plug has been getting a workout...
TO: [email protected]
8:34 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
Is it ready to be stuffed and fucked to the hilt...?
Does the butt plug have that setting...?
TO: [email protected]
8:36 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
It’s been fully set in place, though it’s not as big as you. I love and hate it...it’s not you...
How’s your cock feeling?!
TO: [email protected]
8:40 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
Full. Taut. Needing release. Maybe tonight. Maybe tomorrow.
TO: [email protected]
8:36 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
That’s a lot of maybes... Maybe both...
TO: [email protected]
8:42 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
Possibly
TO: [email protected]
8:44 PM
Subject: Re: Step off MY Sir
I’ll be in bed tonight listening to music, imagining you whispering dirty words in my ear, denying me release, and all sorts of other things...