I kept making typos, but finally I managed to return his text. I held my breath until a new message appeared. 188 S. King St. Fort Worth Hurry up.
I sprang from my chair and started pacing. “Oh God! It’s the weekend. What if he is expecting something kinky?”
“What does the weekend have to do with it?” Emily asked laughingly.
I groaned. “I kind of told him that I only let my kinky side out on the weekend. Oh my God, what am I going to do?”
Emily tapped her fingers against her wine glass. “Okay, don’t panic. You just need to start off slowly and work your way up to kinkier stuff. Let’s think of something easy. Do you have any naughty outfits you can dress up in?”
I shook my head. “Just some regular lingerie. No French maid costumes or anything.”
Emily looked at her watch. “Well, there’s no time to pick one up now, so we’ll leave that one for another day. I know, how about you just show up at his door in a trench coat with nothing on underneath. And fuck-me heels. That’ll be sure to get him going.”
It was better than boring old me just showing up. “Yeah. That’s totally doable. It’s different, but definitely not out of my comfort zone. Then I can plan something really kinky for the next time.”
Forty-five minutes later I stood shivering at his door with the brisk wind tunneling down the vee of my long beige jacket. I had been thinking of nothing but the exact pose I would strike after I stepped into his apartment and untied my coat. My nipples were already rock hard against the scratchy fabric and goose bumps danced all over my skin.
I rang the doorbell, shivering with a mixture of cold and anticipation. Tommy opened the door smiling. “Hey, Livvy. Get in here.”
My stomach sank as I stepped inside and heard voices coming from another room.
Tommy held out his hand. “Here, let me take your coat.”
“No!” I gasped. I smiled shakily, “I mean, I’m still rather chilly. Do you have some company?”
“Yeah, come on in.” He led me into a large open room.
My face was burning bright red when three heads turned to watch us walk into the room. Oh fuck.
Tommy introduced me to his friends. “Livvy, this is Alex and Lena. And that’s Nick over there.”
“Hi.” I gave a casual wave to everyone as they each greeted me.
Holy hell. I just met the rest of Cold Fusion and they were even hotter in person than on the internet. And here I was naked under a trench coat. Good God, I was going to kill Emily.
“Have a seat.” Tommy pointed to the couch that Nick was sitting on. “Do you want some pizza? Or a beer?”
I scooted over to the couch and sat. “Uh, no. I already ate. A beer would be good though.”
I surveyed the scene with growing dismay. Tommy’s friends were firmly ensconced; eating pizza and drinking beer while watching a basketball game on TV. They weren’t going anywhere soon. Lena was sitting on Alex’s lap on a side chair and they were all dressed casually- for just hanging around. And I was sitting primly on the couch trying to make sure my fucking coat wouldn’t fall open and expose my bare pussy to all of them.
I could feel the heat of embarrassment burning my cheeks. Tommy came back and handed me a beer. “Hey, you look warm. You wanna take off that jacket?”
“No. I’m good.” I quickly took a sip of my beer.
Tommy sat on the arm of the couch, his hand resting on my shoulder. “Livvy is a big fan of the Mavs. Aren’t you, Livvy?”
I glanced at the TV as a nervous sheen of sweat broke out over my body. “Oh, yeah. My favorite team.”
God, was the heat cranked up to 100 degrees in here, or what? I rested the cold beer bottle against my cheek. My stomach was twisting in knots.
One of the players on TV dunked the ball to tie the score and the guys in the room all cheered. I sprung up from the couch and bolted from the room and into the kitchen. I felt sick.
Tommy followed me in. “Hey, are you okay?”
I smiled weakly. “Yeah, I’m great. I’m just, uh, looking for some ice.”
“For your beer?” Tommy looked at me strangely.
“No. No.” I laughed and brushed off his comment with my hand like it was absurd. “Just to, uh, hold. For a bit.”
Tommy went to the refrigerator door. “Do you want to hold one cube or two?”
My face couldn’t possibly get any redder. “Uh, one should do it.”
He dispensed a cube and then handed it to me. “Here you go, Crazy.”
“Oh great. This is perfect.” I took the cube and just stood there looking dumb as it melted in my hand.
Tommy stood watching me. I didn’t move. Finally, his eyes narrowed. “You’re stubborn.”
“What?”
He took a sip of his beer. “And a bad liar. What’s going on?”
“Nothing.”
Tommy didn’t move. “Is it my friends?”
“No!” How did I get myself in these insane situations? “It’s just that I’m not feeling that great all of a sudden.”
Tommy’s eyes softened. “It’s that jacket. Take it off. You’re probably overheating.”
I shook my head. “No. That’s not it.”
Suddenly, he laughed. “Wait a second. What are you wearing under there? You’ve got something sexy on like the other night, don’t you? And you don’t want everyone to see it. I noticed those sexy heels.”
Oh God. “No. I’m not wearing anything sexy, promise. I just don’t want to get chilly.”
Tommy had a glint in his eye and I knew he wouldn’t let this go of this. “C’mon, Crazy. Open up that jacket and give me a peek.”
“No! There’s nothing to see.”
He started playfully pulling at my sash. “Just a little peek.”
Well, hell. This wasn’t exactly how I imagined this would go. But there was no way I was getting through the night without letting him in on my epic fail. I slowly untied my sash and took a deep breath. Then I held my jacket open for him.
Tommy’s mouth about dropped to the floor in shock. And then he started laughing. Hard. Out of control laughter, while I pouted.
“Okay. It’s not that funny. Cut it out before your friends hear.” I was busy tying my sash back up.
“Jesus, Livvy.” Tommy was trying to contain his laughter. “And you didn’t bring any clothes? At all?”
I frowned. “No. I didn’t really think it through very well.”
“Oh God. I wish you could have seen your face just now.” Tommy put his hands on my shoulders and then kissed my forehead. “C’mon. Let’s go find some clothes that you can wear, so you don’t have an anxiety attack.”
Tommy led me into his bedroom and started going through his dresser drawers. “Hmm. These will all be way too big, but they’ll be better than that ridiculous coat.”
He pulled out a graphic t-shirt and some nylon track pants. I kicked off my heels and then slid the coat off. Lightning quick, I grabbed the t-shirt and slipped it over my head. Then I put the huge pants on and cinched up the drawstring as tight as I could.
I rolled up the bottom of the pants and stood. “How do I look?”
Tommy looked me over. “Your tits look fabulous in that shirt, especially with no bra. But I can’t even see your ass in that baggy shit.”
I glared at him. “That’s not what I meant. I mean, do I look ridiculous?”
“Pretty much. Now let’s go hang out.” He led me back to the TV room.
Nick looked over as we approached the couch. He saw my attire and looked confused. “What, did you guy have sex already?”
Tommy laughed. “No. Livvy just spilled beer all over herself. She’s pretty clumsy. So she borrowed some clothes.”
After that, I was finally able to relax. I enjoyed hanging out with Tommy in a completely laid back atmosphere. It was so normal, that it was almost surreal. I never would have guessed that these guys were part of a world famous rock band with girls clamoring for even the tiniest piece of them. When t
he spotlight was off, they acted completely normal. And it was nice to see.
I got to see all their personalities a bit. Alex and Lena were definitely very much in love. They were very friendly to everyone, but never separated from each other even once while I saw them. Nick seemed perpetually somber and the others seemed to ignore his dark mood. And Tommy was definitely the fun guy. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. I kept finding myself grinning at his infectious spirit. I remembered how when I first met him, I thought I had hated that about him.
I couldn’t help but notice that Tommy paid attention to me all night. Little gestures. Getting me a new drink just as I finished the old one. Sitting by my side. Rubbing my arm absently. He didn’t mind showing affection for me in front of his friends. I was feeling pretty good by the end of the night.
By the time Alex and Lena got up, announcing that they were leaving, I was anxious to get Tommy alone. My body was buzzing with a sexual awareness at his every innocent touch. Luckily, Nick decided to leave at the same time.
When they were finally gone, Tommy led me wordlessly into his bedroom. We stripped out of our clothes and then had the best ‘regular’ sex I’ve ever had. And after, as we were cuddling, Tommy whispered to me, “You’re staying here tonight, Crazy. Cause it’s not a work night.”
Chapter 9
When I stepped into my apartment late the next morning, Emily and Mike were sitting on the couch watching TV and working on their laptops. Emily took one look at my ragged appearance and borrowed clothing and shut her computer.
“So, how did it go? Looks like your plan worked wonders!”
I plopped on the reclining chair, kicked off my heels and put my feet up on the ottoman. “My plan? I seem to recall that you suggested it. It was a horrible failure.”
Emily looked puzzled. “What? You stayed the night. It couldn’t be that bad. Was the sex terrible?”
Mike’s ears had perked up now, too. I tossed up my hands exasperated. “No, the sex was just great. But the set-up was awful. I got to his place and walked into a room full of people. Buck naked - under the damn trench coat. It was so humiliating.”
Mike’s eyes opened wide but he smartly refrained from commenting. Emily inhaled sharply, “What? You never said that he was having people over.”
“Somehow he always manages to forget to tell me these important details. Like that the Mavs was a basketball team and not a trendy nightclub.”
I heard Mike chuckling under his breath and shot him a warning look. “Anyway, you know what his nickname for me is? Crazy.”
Emily winced. “Yeah. Well, you made a few honest mistakes. Next time, you have to take control of the date. Set it up from start to finish, so these unforeseen circumstances can’t mess it up.”
“I’m not sure there’s going to be a next time.” I felt a catch in my throat. “When I was leaving this morning he mentioned that he was really busy this week. He had a lot of promo stuff to do or something. It really sounded like a brush-off.”
Emily frowned. “Don’t panic, Liv. Definitely give him his space. But, you’ve got to really step up your game for next time. Use this time to get everything you need prepared to rock his world. We’ll talk about it later when we don’t have extra ears listening.”
Mike laughed. “Hey. I want to hear these plans! It sounds crazy.”
***
My eyes burned from staring at the computer screen for so long. But now, I had a plan. A very naughty plan. A very kinky plan. Could I pull this off? Would Tommy take one look at me and burst out into fits of uncontrollable laughter?
First, I had spent hours upon hours on vapid websites with articles like ‘How to please your man in bed’ or ‘7 sexy things to do to spice up your love life’. I really needed to step up my game, not just give fantastic back rubs or blow jobs.
I had found a sexy French maid costume on an adult website, but I couldn’t think up a good role-playing scenario. Then I saw the naughty nurse costumes and things started falling into place. Hours of exhaustive research later and I was ready. Either go big or go home.
When Emily came home later, I dragged her over to my laptop. “Which costume do you think is sexier?”
She studied the skimpy outfits. “Does this one come with the stethoscope?”
“Hmm. I don’t think so. But which one is hotter?” I tapped my fingers against the table impatiently.
She clicked on the description for the first outfit. “White thigh high stocking with red backseam. That’s sexy. Oh, it’s extra, you’re going to have to get those, for sure. But the nurse’s hat is a little dorky on this one.”
I clicked back to the page before showing the full list. “How about this one? There’s barely nothing to it.”
“This is tough. Who knew there were so many to choose from? I like this one the best, I think.” She pointed to a sexy nurse’s snap front dress, white with red trim and details. It came with a matching belt and hat.
“You would pick the $35 one. Oh well, it looks even more scandalous than being naked. It’s just what I need.” I clicked to check if it was in stock.
Emily nodded. “Yeah, that’s the one. And you definitely have the cleavage for that one. Maybe I can borrow it when you’re done. It’s giving me some naughty ideas.”
“Why don’t you get your own? Or better yet, get a different one and then we can swap. Here, how about you get the French-Kiss Maid? Or Pretty Pussy? Or how about the Spread ‘Em Kinky Kop?” I scrolled through the pictures giggling at the silly names.
Emily stopped me. “Ooh, Liv. The Spread ‘Em cop has handcuffs. You should totally get handcuffs. That would be really kinky.”
I enlarged the picture of the handcuffs. “I don’t know. Pink furry handcuffs? They seem kind of jokey. He might not take me seriously. Like I was a kink amateur or something.”
Emily laughed. “Jeez. You are a kink amateur. But just think, if you had him tied up, Nurse Olivia could have her way with him. He wouldn’t be able to take control of the situation. I bet it would blow his mind.”
“I do hope to blow his mind, as well as other things. But maybe restraints would add to the kinkiness of my routine a lot more than just a dress up costume. But pink furry ones are out. Let me see if I can find some more serious looking ones…”
An hour later, I had finished making my internet purchases. I ordered the nurse costume along with the white stockings and splurged on a pair of ‘authentic’ handcuffs for $15. There were a few other supplies I needed from the drugstore and then I was ready for anything.
Work kept me busy for the rest of the week. Tommy called twice and we had brief conversations mostly about what he was working on. He alluded to seeing me again which was a relief, but we never outright made any plans. I played it cool.
Mid-week my package came in the mail. I rushed to my bedroom and tried on my naughty nurse get up. I giggled in the mirror. It looked hysterical and yet pretty darn sexy. I wished I could get a male opinion, but there was no way on earth any male friend of mine was going to see me in this crazy outfit.
I opened up the handcuffs and decided I should make sure I knew how to use them. I looped the chain through the iron bars on my headboard and snapped the cuffs shut. Then I took out the tiny key and opened each wrist shackle. Simple. Everything worked fine. I tucked the key into my jewelry box for safe-keeping and placed the handcuffs in my nightstand. My nightstand drawer was already loaded with my recent purchases from the drugstore.
I was ready for action. Now I just needed Tommy in my bed. He wouldn’t know what hit him. Forget drumsticks. I rolled my eyes. So amateur.
***
On Friday, Tommy texted me- asking me out and specifically reminding me that it was the weekend. Then he had to cancel last minute. It was a huge letdown; I had been so excited to try out the new ‘kinky’ me. On Saturday, Tommy texted me mid-afternoon saying that he was still working and probably wasn’t going out that night; he was too exhausted. I texted back that I was going out with so
me friends and to meet me out if he changed his mind. Disappointment hung over me like a suffocating black cloud.
When he called later in the evening, we talked a while. I had never heard him sound so miserable before.
“What’s going on? You sound kind of bummed out.”
Tommy sighed. “Too much work. The guys are fighting about everything. It’s just been really tense lately. And I was hoping to see you, but it hasn’t been working out.”
Oh God, I wanted to see him so badly. “Why don’t you come over here after you finish your stuff? We can just relax- watch some TV or something. I’ll take your mind off your troubles. I promise.” I held my breath waiting for his response.
“I really want to, Livvy. But I don’t know what time I’ll be done and I thought you were going out?” Was it wishful thinking or did I hear a note of hope in his voice.
I plowed forward. “I wasn’t doing anything that special, so I could skip it. It’s up to you, but just to tempt you- I give awesome back rubs.”
“There’s no way I can resist that offer. Just as long as I don’t have to watch anymore Gidget.” Tommy suddenly sounded much more upbeat.
I smiled into the phone as I answered him. “Don’t worry. I have something a little more risqué than Gidget in mind.”
Tommy groaned. “I can’t even begin to imagine what you would think is more risqué than Gidget.”
“Leave it to Beaver. I’ve got tons of those taped.” I bit my lip, holding in a laugh.
Tommy laughed. “Later, Crazy. See you soon.”
As soon as I disconnected the call, I whooped with joy and then ran like mad into Emily’s room. “You’re staying at Mike’s tonight, Em. Nurse Olivia is on call tonight!”
We both collapsed on her bed in a fit of giggles.
***
Tommy didn’t make it to my apartment until after 10 o’clock. It wasn’t terribly late, but it felt like an eternity passed waiting for him. Twice before he arrived, I ran back to my laptop to re-read the instructions for the ‘blow-his-mind’ sex technique I was going to use on him. By the time he showed up, I had worked myself up into a nervous mess.
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