Chance Encounter

by Tabitha Marks

Angie followed his instructions, hands still trembling, though now he couldn’t tell whether it was from nerves or need. She’d admitted that having him order her around turned her on like nothing else. If she hadn’t truly enjoyed having him dominate her he wouldn’t have.

  Kevin wasted no time removing his jeans, releasing his cock from its uncomfortable prison. By the time she was in position he was fully nude and rolling on a condom. Again, the sight of her kneeling on the bed, waiting for him, made him crazy with lust.

  He stepped up behind her, running his hands up her thighs and over her ass. The plug remained in position, stretching her hole. His hand dropped to her pussy, and found her smooth skin practically dripping.

  “My babygirl likes this, huh?” he asked, smiling and relieved. Just because she was curious didn’t mean that she’d like anal play, and he’d prepared himself for that possibility.

  “Yes, Daddy, I’m so wet and ready for you.” She squirmed as his hand explored her folds, finding her clit with his fingers and stroking the already hard nub. Her breath hitched when he grasped the end of the plug with his other hand and started rotating it inside her, circling her entrance to try and widen it further.

  Both of his hands were working her, moving simultaneously in matching circles, driving her higher. When she began to moan and claw at the bed he knew she was ready for him.

  Slowly he extracted the plug and tossed it to the side, earning a guttural groan from Angie when he popped the widest part out. He lubed them both up and got on his knees behind her on the bed.

  “Rub your clit for me, babygirl,” he instructed as he began pressing against her back entrance. “Keep yourself right on the edge of coming.”

  She let go of the death grip she had on the comforter and reached underneath her to follow his instructions. He pushed inside her as soon as he felt her start frantically pleasuring herself, and she let out a loud cry.

  “Daddy, oh it hurts!”

  “Just keep your hand on your clit and it will feel good soon,” he promised, as he started moving, gently plunging in further and further with each stroke. Soon she relaxed and loosened up, and he let himself go. Her cries spurred him on, but they weren’t cries of pain.

  “Daddy, it feels so good,” she moaned, rearing back to meet his thrusts.

  “I know, babygirl. You’re so tight and warm; I’ve never felt anything better.” And that was the truth. It took everything he had not to pound her as hard as he could, but since he wanted to repeat this someday he forced himself to hold back. Not that it didn’t feel amazing. So amazing he was about to have the biggest orgasm of his life. “I’m going to come soon, babygirl, are you ready to come with me?”

  She let out a long groan at his words that gave Kevin his answer. He picked up his pace, slamming into her with as much force as he dared. She tensed underneath him, readying for her own orgasm and tightening her channel even more.

  “I’m going to come, Daddy!” she screamed, giving him a half a second warning before he felt a gush of liquid against his balls. Once more he drove into her ass, then exploded, pumping his release into her depths. He could barely breathe and his vision grayed a little around the edges while he rode the orgasm out to its end. Nothing had ever felt that good. It almost brought him to his knees. What this woman did to him just by sharing her body and her life made him want to keep her forever.

  Finally he pulled out and Angie collapsed forward onto the bed in a sprawling heap. He made his legs carry him to the bathroom to clean up and get a warm washcloth for her. He came back and found her in the exact same position, but watching him with glassy eyes.

  “How did that feel, babygirl?” he asked, gently cleaning her up at the same time.

  It took her a minute to answer, probably because her brain wasn’t working at full speed yet. His sure wasn’t. “Really good. It hurt for a second but then that went away and I liked it.”

  He placed a kiss on the small of her back then lay down on the bed facing her. “Good, I’m glad,” he said, “I liked it too if you couldn’t tell.”

  She smiled. “Yeah, I kind of guessed that it felt good for you.”

  “Thank you, Angie, for trying this for me. I know you were nervous, but I’m so glad you trusted me.” Kevin took her into his arms and wrapped himself around her.

  “I wanted to try it, for me and for you,” she replied, snuggling into his chest. “Can we take a nap now though? That tired me out.”

  Kevin laughed and hugged her tighter. She made him so happy, something he’d never thought he would be again after his ex tore his heart apart. “Absolutely, babygirl.”

  Chapter 7

  Another week passed in happy contentment for Angie. She worked, she spent time with Kevin, they had hot crazy monkey sex, then they went to bed and did it all again the next day. It was utter bliss, but she was looking forward to Friday’s girl’s night out with her sister. As much as she loved talking to Kevin, sometimes you just needed to hang out with your girlfriends. And her sister was her best friend, even if they had a rough patch every once and a while.

  Kevin dropped her off at Gina and Derek’s house on his way to visit Carter and Keith. He’d also said she could exceed her three drink limit since the girls were staying home and wouldn’t be around strange men. His possessiveness amused Angie, but at the same time it made her feel special. Some women might balk at having their man tell them what to do, but Kevin only insisted on things that were truly important to him. He didn’t try to run her life or control her every move. He wanted to protect her and keep her safe. And all to himself. Who could argue with that?

  The giant house used to be just Derek’s but Gina moved in with him a few months ago. Angie never thought she’d see the day when her independent, and sometimes prickly, sister settled down with a man. Especially a man like Derek. He didn’t take crap from anyone, and Gina had a habit of trying to take control of everything around her, even when she shouldn’t. It wasn’t her fault though. Gina was forced to take charge of both her and Angie’s lives at a young age, or else neither one of them would have had a meal to eat or clothes on their back. With a mother who could only see as far as the bottom of the bottle of booze she happened to be drowning her sorrows in, Angie and Gina had to fend for themselves.

  Gina stepped up to take care of their family, but it left her a little jaded and unable to trust anyone else to take care of her needs. Somehow Derek had managed to break through the bitchy exterior she put on like a suit of armor and they were now a happy couple.

  Gina and Angie used to spend every Friday night together, but that practice fell to the wayside after Gina started dating Derek, and Angie embarrassed her sister in front of her and Derek’s friends. They’d made up since then, and Angie had been working on mending her ways, but they still didn’t see much of each other now that Angie was dating Kevin.

  Usually these nights were just Angie and Gina hanging out, but Gina thought they should turn it into a regular girl’s night and invite a few others. That’s how Angie found herself curled up in a giant leather chair in the family room, drinking margaritas with her sister, Connie and Connie’s sister-in-law Darcy. Not the most comfortable situation, given Angie’s past history.

  Gina brought chips and salsa out to a room filled with awkward silence. Angie didn’t know why her sister thought this was a good idea considering Connie had been trying to scratch Angie’s eyes out and calling her a whore the last time they saw each other. She gave Gina credit for trying but it seemed there was just too much bad blood between the two women to overcome. Even with Darcy and Gina valiantly making small talk, anyone could see the evening was doomed.

  Angie was about to set her drink down and call Kevin to pick her up when Gina cleared her throat and began speaking.

  “I know this is weird for you two, but I really think if we cleared the air you would get along great,” Gina said, glancing between Angie and Connie with a hopeful look in her eye.

  “I don’t know, Gina…” Connie st
arted, but Gina cut her off.

  “I’ll do the talking, you two just have to listen, okay?”

  Angie eyeballed Connie, who was doing the same to Angie, and thought about it. Gina really wanted them to get along, and Angie realized it had to be difficult for Gina to have her best friend and her sister hate each other. What could it hurt to let Gina try to resolve their problems?

  Connie must have reached the same conclusion because both women nodded their agreement at the same time.

  “Good,” Gina said, smiling and looking very relieved. “Now, you can’t get mad at what I say. Just hear me out.”

  Angie and Connie both nodded again, but Angie braced herself for whatever was about to come out of her sister’s mouth. It probably wouldn’t be very flattering to Angie, and could possibly be humiliating. Though Darcy sat quietly drinking the bottle of water she’d asked for when she arrived with Connie, Angie didn’t know what her reaction would be if Gina started spilling secrets.

  “Now Connie, you’re angry at Angie because she acted slutty and came on to Nate last year, right?”

  Connie opened her mouth to speak but Gina cut her off. “Just say yes or no.”

  “Yes.”

  “And Angie, you have to admit that you did act slutty and proposition Nate last year, right?”

  Angie winced at the blunt words, but answered honestly, “Yes.”

  “You’ve also stopped being slutty and going out to hit on random guys, right?”

  That was true. “Yes.”

  “And you’ve been dating Kevin for a few months now, and he would not like it if you acted that way, right?”

  Angie didn’t know where Gina was going with this, but answered honestly again. “Right.”

  “And Connie, Nate would be really upset if you made another scene like you did at your house when Angie and I came over, right?”

  Connie nodded in agreement but had a funny look on her face, like she was remembering something awful. She and Nate must have had one hell of a fight that night. Connie had acted like a maniac, but Angie had also deliberately provoked her. Just remembering her actions made Angie want to hide her face in shame.

  “Now here’s thing.” Gina took a deep breath and appeared a bit nervous now. “I love you both and I know you’re both working to change your behavior. The thing you don’t know about each other is that you’ll both be spanked if either of you does something like that again.” Gina rushed the words out in one breath. “So there’s no reason for you not to be friends.”

  Angie’s mouth fell open at Gina’s pronouncement, but rather than rush to deny her sister’s revelation, she turned to watch Connie’s reaction. First she looked shocked, then thoughtful, then amused. Angie supposed the thought of the big bar slut Angela being spanked was kind of funny.

  For her part, Angie wasn’t really surprised Nate spanked Connie. Derek and Nate were best friends, and Gina didn’t hide how her relationship with Derek worked. But what about the other person in the room?

  Angie turned to Darcy, face flaming, but Darcy didn’t look the least bit perturbed by the conversation.

  “Bobby and I practice domestic discipline, too, so there’s no reason to be embarrassed,” Darcy said.

  “Kevin and I don’t do domestic discipline,” Angie replied. They’d never talked about that at all.

  “Neither do Derek and I,” Gina said, “It’s more like I have some rules to follow, and if I don’t, there’s consequences.”

  “Me too,” Angie agreed, “I don’t get in trouble often.”

  “I do,” Connie grumbled from her spot on the couch across the room. “I must have lot more rules than you two.”

  “No. You just can’t control your mouth,” Gina said, earning a smack on the leg from Connie. “So are you two all good now?” Gina asked. “Can we relax and have some fun?”

  Angie picked up her drink from the coffee table and waited to see what Connie would say. Connie was the one who needed to move past her anger. Angie was more than willing to forgive and forget.

  “Yes, I’m fine,” Connie said after a minute.

  “Me to,” Angie agreed.

  “Good.” Gina smiled, looking very relieved her plan had worked. “Now let’s drink!”

  * * * * *

  Kevin glanced at the clock over the television, wondering whether he should call Angie and check on her. She was supposed to be calling him for a ride home after girl’s night, and it was after eleven. She didn’t have a curfew, and he didn’t want to look like an overbearing bastard, but he didn’t expect her to be so late. He’d dropped her off at six figuring she’d be ready to come home at nine, maybe ten tops. How long could a bunch of women sit around and talk anyway? It wasn’t like they were watching the game.

  He bit back the urge to check on her and tried to pay attention to the television in front of him, which did have the game on. If he didn’t hear from her by midnight he would call, no matter what it looked like.

  A few minutes later someone knocked on the door. He rushed to answer it, hoping it wasn’t his father, drunk and looking for a place to crash. Sometimes he showed up on Kevin’s door when he didn’t want to drive to his place outside of town.

  It wasn’t a hairy old drunken biker on his front porch though. Instead he found a sexy drunken Angie leaning heavily against the doorframe.

  “Hey baby!” she said when he opened the screen door to let her in. “I’m so happy to see you!”

  Her words came out a little slurred, but she managed to get up the step and into the house without bumping into anything. Kevin looked her over, trying to assess her level of inebriation. Her eyes were bright and her skin was slightly flushed. Definitely drunk but not completely sloshed he decided. She looked happy, and Kevin was glad she had fun, but…

  “How did you get home, honey?” he asked, closing the door and following her into the living room.

  She kicked off her shoes and sat on the arm of the couch facing him. “Darcy dropped me off. That’s Nate’s brother Bobby’s wife. I don’t know if you know them. She’s nice.” Angie waved her hands around the whole time she spoke, looking like she would topple backwards onto the couch at any moment.

  Kevin chuckled at her antics, but she didn’t notice. “Yes, I’ve met them before.”

  Angie nodded, then leaned in close to Kevin. “Did you know that Connie and Darcy get spanked too?” she whispered, like she was sharing a state secret. “They call it domestic discipline.”

  Kevin did know that, but was surprised the women apparently spoke freely among themselves about such a private topic. “Is that what you talked about all night?”

  “No, not all night.” She leaned in closer, wrapped her arms around his waist and snuggled into his chest. “We talked about Darcy being pregnant a lot too.” She suddenly snapped back, “Oh, that’s a secret so don’t tell anyone. I wasn’t supposed to say anything. Connie spilled the beans after her third margarita. They’ve been trying for a long time and it took fertility treatments for her to finally get knocked up, and now she’s having twins.”

  Kevin shook his head in amazement. That was a lot of information, none of which he’d known before. He’d have to remember that Angie had a big mouth when she drank.

  “So Darcy drove because she wasn’t drinking and dropped you off here?” he asked, getting back to his original question.

  Angie had her face buried back into his chest and her eyes were drifting closed. “Mmm, hmm. She was Connie’s designated driver and they said they would take me home so you wouldn’t have to come get me.”

  Kevin’s heart warmed at the thought that Angie thought of his place as home, until he heard her next words.

  “Then I walked over here.”

  Shock and disbelief rolled through him as he gripped her shoulders and pulled her back, looking down at her until she met his gaze.

  “You walked here from your house?” he repeated, needing to confirm what he’d just heard.

  “Yeah, it’s a nice nig
ht and only four blocks.”

  “Babygirl, it’s almost midnight.”

  “Its fine, no one bothered me.” She tried to snuggle back into him but he wouldn’t let her.

  “Do you think that walking alone this late at night, tipsy, is taking good care of yourself?” Kevin asked, barely controlling his temper. His mind ran wild thinking of all the things that could have happened to her in those four blocks. She could have been mugged, attacked or worse.

  “Daddy, I’m so sleepy,” Angie whined, leaning forward again. She hadn’t answered his question, but it didn’t seem like there was any point in having this conversation now. She was about to pass out and he needed calm down.

  “All right, babygirl, we can go to bed,” he said, standing her up and putting an arm around her shoulders to guide her back to the bedroom. “But tomorrow we’re going to have a long talk about my expectations.”

  “Okay, Daddy,” she mumbled while pulling off her shirt and tossing it on the floor. In thirty seconds she was down to her panties and crawling into bed. Kevin chuckled at how cute she was, then sobered when he thought about what he had to do tomorrow. He hadn’t had to punish her yet and he wasn’t sure how she’d react. Even though they’d talked about his expectations and what would happen if she didn’t meet them, he worried that she might not feel the same way once she was over his knee.

  He stripped down and crawled into bed next to Angie, now out cold. He hoped she wouldn’t run, but he wasn’t going to let his worry stop him. This was the relationship they both wanted. She’d made a mistake and it was his job to correct her, whether she liked it or not.

  Chapter 8

  Angie woke alone in bed with a pounding headache. Four margaritas and two tequila shots wouldn’t have made her feel this bad six months ago, but her effort to modify her behavior also included a serious reduction in alcohol consumption. Drinking always got her into trouble, and she realized last night was no different.

  Now that she was sober, she realized what a stupid decision she’d made last night. When she told Darcy to take her home, she’d planned to drop into bed immediately. Drunk and full of nachos, sleep sounded like a wonderful idea. The ride must have woken her up some, because as soon as she saw Darcy pull away through the window, Angie went right back out and walked her drunken ass over to Kevin’s. All she could think about was seeing him, not even considering the consequences of her actions.