“You’re an asshole. Thanks for making it so easy to go right back to hating you.”
I try to kiss her but she moves her face to the side. “Why does that make me want you more?”
She’s gritting her teeth. “Because you can’t have me. Get off.”
I shove my lips against hers, pulling away to see that I’ve now transferred Lisa’s lipstick onto Macy’s face. “What is wrong with you?” She’s bringing her hand up to slap me but I use mine to capture it.
“Stay.”
“Fuck you.”
“Fuck me. Exactly what I was thinking.”
“No. Stop it, Ben. I’m leaving.”
I don’t know what’s gotten into me, but I pick her up and carry her inside of my house, using my foot to close the door behind us. I don’t sit her down until we’re back in my bedroom, both standing in front of Lisa. Macy is furious, but I ignore her lack of amusement to introduce them to each other. “Macy, this is Lisa, Lisa, this is Macy.”
I watch as Macy takes Lisa in and vice versa. Neither seem to be that interested in each other.
“Lisa came to…”
Macy throws up her hands. “I told you I don’t care.”
Before I can plead Lisa speaks. “Join us.”
Macy is shocked, though I’m not at all surprised. Lisa has to know Macy is the reason I’m so fucked up. “You’re insane,” she tells her.
Lisa continues. “Then why would you come here if not to be with him? I’m not here to lay claim to Ben. I came to punish him. You seem like you’d like to do it too.”
“Trust me, I do,” Macy admits.
A smile crosses my face, but only until I get thrown a hateful gander from Macy. “Then stay.”
“Oh, you’d want that wouldn’t you? You think you can fuck the anger away?”
I’m about to argue when Lisa cracks the belt loud enough to catch our attention. “Enough! Both of you on the bed.”
Macy cocks her brow at Lisa, obviously testing how serious she is. Lisa comes up and shoves her against me. I hold Macy close as I watch Lisa push her own body into Macy’s “I get off by watching other’s suffer. You being here only turns me on more. Now, take off your ugly clothes and join us, or I’ll be forced to tie you up in the corner and make you watch me fuck your man.”
When I let go of Macy she remains on my lap. She’s there until Lisa pulls her away and starts tugging at her clothing. “Take them off now, bitch.”
“Who are you calling a bitch?” Macy asks angrily.
“Don’t test me. Do what you’re told.”
“I’m not playing this stupid game.”
Lisa grabs Macy by the throat and pulls her into a kiss. At first Macy fights until something happens and she stills. Lisa continues to hold her while they keep going. Before I know it she’s pulling away and waiting for Macy to obey. “Strip.”
Macy turns to me like she needs approval, but I don’t dare move from my position. I wait and watch as she lowers her pants and then tugs her shirt over her head. As she attempts to reach back and remove her bra, she finds that I’m right behind her, unfastening it while kissing her gently on the neck. I’m turned on, but not because Lisa is making it happen. I’m turned on because Macy has come back to me and she’s actually going along with this fiasco as if it was planned.
I hear her whisper as her bra falls to the floor in front of her. “I’ll never forgive you for this.”
I’m slipping my fingers under the elastic of her panties as I respond. “I don’t expect you to.”
While Macy and I have a moment, Lisa smacks the belt. “Macy, turn around and remove Ben’s shorts.” Macy spins and stares in my eyes as she drops to her knees and removes my boxers. She doesn’t look away as she stands back up.
I’m pissed when Lisa takes the belt and crashes it over Macy’s ass. She squeals and looks to be in a lot of pain, while Lisa smiles. “That’s for interrupting. Now, both of you on the bed.”
While we climb on the bed together, I try rubbing the sting away from Macy’s ass. She slaps my hand away and throws me a hateful glimpse. “Don’t,” she whispers.
Lisa pulls the nightstand drawer open and gets out two long white socks. She takes them both and stands at the foot of the bed. “Give me your hands.” I lift both to her and watch as she ties them to two different posts.
Macy takes in what’s going on. Her naked body is curled up and I can tell she’s afraid of how this is going to go.
Then I witness Lisa crawling on the bed and approaching her. My legs are free, but it’s not enough to protect fragile Macy from Lisa’s violent wrath.
She drags her nails across Macy’s face until her bottom lip is pulled down. Lisa licks it and lets go. “He likes you because you’re sweet. You taste like candy. Did you do that for him?”
Macy jerks out of her hold and refuses to look at her.
Lisa smacks her in the face, but before I can reprimand her and make some rules, I watch Macy haul off and attack her. She hovering over her, completely naked, and slapping the shit out of Lisa’s face. I can hardly believe it when they begin wrestling around, fighting for power over one another. Then something happens that I can’t begin to understand. One second they’re fighting and then they’re making out, and I’m not talking about little kisses. They are totally into each other. Lisa licks down Macy’s neck and continues on until she reaches one of her nipples. She tongues it and bites down with her teeth, pulling until Macy comes up off the bed in pain. When she lets go, she does it to the opposite side, tugging until she’s getting the same reaction. Macy’s eyes lock on mine as Lisa begins her descent to a place I know another woman has never ventured with Macy. She’s pleading with me, but I don’t think she wants it to stop. It’s because she needs me to see that she can be more. She’s doing this for me and I’m so fucking hard I can’t control myself. I want to take my dick in my hand and watch as Lisa feasts on Macy. As new pleasure sends her into a frenzy, I know my night has just begun.
Chapter 17
Macy
This isn’t why I changed my mind and went to Ben’s house. I didn’t think he’d already be in bed with someone else, someone so violent. I saw the marks on his body and felt enraged. He’s not my property, but I will defend him if I have to.
Lisa isn’t what I expected. She’s vicious and controlling, but as she licks me toward a second orgasm while Ben watches, I’m so turned on I don’t care anymore.
Ben was right. Being with another woman is sensual and nothing like a man. Take that mixed with the fact that he’s watching her ravage my pussy and it’s enough to send my body into convulsions.
She finishes me off again before backing away and crawling up on Ben. She watches for my reaction as she reaches his lips and spreads my juices all around them. “I made your little plaything squeal. Now it’s her turn to repay the favor.”
Is she implying that I’m supposed to do what she’s just done to me? Am I even capable of it?
I watch as she sprawls her body over Ben’s and spreads out. She reaches down and tugs on her leather panties until they unsnap at the crotch. I’m literally staring at another woman’s pussy and all of a sudden everything feels hot. Parts of my body ache to be touched, and as I slide my hands up her smooth legs I have a sudden urge to smell for her arousal. I’m no longer focused on Ben, but getting to the bottom of my curiosity. I kiss her inner thigh until her pussy is inches away. She’s got a little patch of hair right above her clit so I run my fingertips over it just to delay the obvious. I want to do this to please Ben, but I need him to tell me it’s what he wants, so I climb up until I’m eye level, while my breasts are pressing against Lisa’s face. She begins sucking on them as I smash my lips into Ben’s. This feels so good I’m not even considering that it’s taboo. As I pull away he’s licking his lips. I could taste my pussy on them and smile at the thought of him wanting me. “Tell me you’re sorry and I’ll give you what you want, I’ll be what you want me to be.”
He
tries to reach for me with his mouth, but Lisa is biting on a nipple and I back up as she sends waves of pleasure to each of my limbs. She’s taking me by the hips and forcing me to ride her. I sit up straight and watch as she latches to the opposite breast and sucks hard. Ben eyes are fixed on mine. He’s paying no attention to what I’m doing, or how good it’s making me feel. I’m unsure of what he’s thinking, but he certainly doesn’t want this to stop. He mouths the words ‘I’m not sorry’ and I have my answer. I’m right where he wants me, so why should he apologize?
I keep looking at him while I duck down to have my first taste of another woman. I let my bottom lip graze over her exposed pussy and then I’m forcefully shoved against it. Lisa takes ahold of the back of my head and continues to control what I’m doing. “You like that don’t you? How does it feel to get lost in my pussy? Lick that cunt dirty girl.”
Then I hear his voice. “Lisa, enough!”
He wriggles out of the restraints and shoves us both off of him in order to pull me into his arms, plastering his hungry lips over mine. Lisa comes up behind me and tries to be a part of it, but Ben isn’t allowing it. He pulls my body over his until my legs wrap around his back. He’s saved me from that evil vixen and I want nothing more than to reward him for it.
Except she’s not having it. She takes my hair and yanks me backward, lunging forward until she’s kissing him and sitting on top of my face. The way I’m positioned there’s no possibility for me to free myself. She begins rocking back and forth over me¸ forcing me to be at her mercy. I can hear them kissing and know from the way her one arm is moving that she’s probably stroking Ben’s dick. I’m jealous, but at the same time extremely turned on. I bring my hand up and smack her ass as hard as I can. She squeals and puts it more in my face. “Do it again.”
I bite down on the right cheek until she cries out in pain. The more I hurt her the more I want to continue. She rocks her pussy over my mouth and I decide to just go with it. My tongue slips out and I taste her, and just when I think I’m not going to like it, something overcomes me. My tongue stiffens and I insert it into her hole as she rocks against it. The next thing I know someone is tending to my throbbing clit. Just as I hear her moaning, I feel myself tightening. We come together, while clung to Ben, and I’m in utter shock of what I’ve just done.
She finally slides over to allow me breathing room. Ben pulls me back to where I was and immediately positions himself to enter. He slips in easily since I’m already soaked. We begin going at it like we’re animals in heat, me completely forgetting there is another person still in the room with us.
Lisa is laughing when she slips off and stands beside the bed. She takes the belt in her hand and tosses it back toward the closet. I watch as she fastens the snaps on her panties and then crawls back on the bed to kiss Ben. “I’ll let you two have some time alone.”
I assume she’s going to leave until she brings her lips close to mine without touching me. We stare at each other and come to a common understanding. She wasn’t there to threaten me. Lisa doesn’t want Ben for herself. It was about pleasure. Her tongue brushes over my lips, and she’s gentle about it for the first time. It’s a different side of her that she hasn’t displayed until now. “We’ll do this again, soon.”
We don’t watch her exit the room. I’m already riding Ben like he’s my only way home. I can’t recall ever feeling this turned on, and I know it’s because I’ve tasted a woman and been taking off guard by the excitement I felt while exploring my sexuality with her.
Afterwards we lay side by side staring at each other. We’ve had sex twice and I’m exhausted from everything that occurred during the day. “I’m glad you came over.”
“Are you? I mean, you seemed to have moved on quickly.”
He sits up and motions his body like he’s giving up. “You’re impossible to move on from, that I can assure you.”
I kneel beside him on the mattress and force him to look at me. I can tell he’s frustrated about something. “When I first saw what you were involved in I wanted to leave.”
“I’m sure you did.”
“It hurt me to know you could just call someone else so quickly. It made me see how a relationship with you would have to be.”
He reaches for my knee and cups his hand over it. “Macy, I’ve broken my own rules with you and now I’m a fucking mess about it. I don’t know how to give you what you want.”
“You don’t even know what I want.”
His brow raises as he lets out a cackle. “Macy, I’m not blind. You’re wired a certain way and it’s difficult to change that. It’s the reason why I shouldn’t have slept with you over the weekend, repeatedly, and then again today. Every time I try to make plans for you we end up this way. You want the one thing I’m incapable of giving you, but at the same time I’m trying to find a way to insert you into my lifestyle so we can be together.”
“You can’t pick and choose who I sleep with, Ben. That wasn’t fair.”
“I was trying to set you up with someone who could cater to your needs.”
“Like Lisa did for you tonight?”
He shrugs. “In a way. I’m not so much into that crazy shit she likes, but a little punishment gets me out of my funk when I’m having a shitty day. She toned it down a lot once you showed up.”
“Toned it down? I’m not even sure I want to know what else she does.”
“I’ve been gagged and pulled around the room by my dick before. She’s clamped my balls and ordered me to do things to her. She’s…”
I hold up my hand. “Okay, I get the picture. I don’t need anymore visualizations.”
“How did it make you feel to mess around with her?”
I can feel my cheeks getting warm. “I don’t know. At first I felt wretched and disgusted, but then it was okay after a while. Some parts I even enjoyed.”
“I think she likes you.” His announcement makes me smirk.
“Seriously? I think she hated me.”
“She’s a bitch by fault. She teaches fifth graders for a living, so you can imagine how she came to want to punish people.”
I place my hand over my mouth. “That chick is a teacher? She surrounds herself with children all day?”
He’s laughing with me. “Yep.”
“This is crazy.” I pause for a second and decide I like talking to Ben like this. He’s being honest with me and I appreciate it. One thing I can be thankful for is that he doesn’t lie. He tells me the truth even if I hate him for it. “Tell me about the others.”
“Every one?”
I throw up my hands. “I don’t know. Some. A couple.”
He lays back down and starts thinking while I sit and wait. “There’s Paul. He’s a delivery guy for a bread company. He’s divorced and probably in his forties if I have to guess. There’s Tony. He’s a Nascar mechanic. I think he’s also in his forties. There’s Shelly and Melinda. They’re both insurance adjusters, and I’m pretty sure they are together as a couple, but I never really asked. I just know when you call one they both come, literally.” He laughs at his own pun. “Then there’s Fred. He’s like sixty. I don’t fraternize with him or the group he involves himself with. There’s also Penelope and Orlando. They come as a package deal. They enjoy watching each other with different partners.”
“Like you?”
“Yeah. I’ve spent a lot of time with them. You’d like them. They’re down to earth. They run a bed and breakfast outside of town.”
“So married couples are involved in this lifestyle together?”
“They aren’t married, but I guess close enough.”
“What about the people in your office the night of your birthday?”
“Ah, Stef, Lucy, and James. I went to law school with James. He and I have shared a lot through the years, including women. It sounds terrible, but it’s really not like you would assume. I’m the one who brought him into all of this. He got married before we graduated and then divorced two years later. He was
down in the dumps and I thought he’d like a change. I didn’t know if it would be temporary, but he seems to enjoy it. Stef is a headhunter. I think she’s in her twenties, but she could be older. Lucy is a divorced Mom of three kids. She works for a non-profit organization doing some kind of work with saving the environment. She’s out of town a lot traveling to third world countries or poverty stricken areas.”
“So James is in his thirties like you?”
“Like us,” he tries to correct.
I giggle. “I take offense to that. I’ll have you know I haven’t turned thirty yet. Now, back to the club.”
“It’s not a club,” he corrects.
“I can’t believe there are old people involved. Old people swinging. It sounds disturbing.”
“Actually, I was brought in by someone older. Some would call us swingers, but I don’t like the term. That’s more for couples.”
This is all a learning experience for me. Ben doesn’t seem like the type of person to get involved with older women. He likes them young and attractive, not that older women can’t be, but they tend to have flaws like wrinkles and the probability of proving him wrong, because with age comes wisdom. Ben doesn’t like being wrong. He looks for perfection and someone equal or beneath him. “How much older?”
He pulls me down overtop of him and holds me against his body. “Aren’t you tired of hearing about this?”
“No. I want to know everything.”
“Why? Have you changed your mind?”
I shrug under his hold. “I don’t know. Maybe. I mean, if I could pick the guy it would be easier.”
“Do you have someone in mind?”
“The one that I saw at your party is better than Donovan.”
“James?”
“Yeah, your friend.” I’m doing this for two reasons. The first is that I don’t want to be in court and have to face Donovan after us seeing each other naked. The second is that I now know a way to get under Ben’s skin. I’m going to fuck his best friend, because if anything will show me how he feels about me it’s going to be his reaction to watching me with someone he cares about.
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