Kink Ep. 03: Exhibition

The water felt amazing as I glided through it. It had been a long time since I swam but Mike was right I used to love it. I used to swim every day and right now it's easy to remember why. When I roll on to my back and move my arms in long clean strokes I see him. He's standing on the balcony outside his room watching me. If he stood inside the door I wouldn't be able to see him and I can't help but wonder if he watched me from there before.

"Come on in, the water is fantastic!"

"You look like you're enjoying it." Man, that smile he has does things to me, scary things. He stays up there watching as I do two more laps but when I stop swimming and float I look up and find he's no longer up there. I wait with tense anticipation to see if he'll come out the lower sliding glass door. I really hate how much I care but I can't stop looking.

When he steps out the door he's wearing only a pair of trunks and he looks fantastic. His long lean body is muscular and tan. I can see the edge of a tan line just above his waistband and it's sexy as hell.

I try not to look too happy to see him and instead lay back and swim to the end and back again. When I return he's sitting on the edge of the pool with his feet dangling in the water.

"Hey Kitten, take off the suit." He has that tone, I love that tone. It makes me tingle. I don't hesitate I just pull the string tied around my neck and unhook the back of my bikini top. I toss it onto the pool deck beside him and the bikini bottoms follow. I smile at him before rolling onto my back and swimming another lap. I know he can see my body through the water and I know that's exactly what he wants. When I return to the shallow end he's standing on the steps.

"What the hell are you doing in my pool?" He growls and my nipples tighten. I can't believe how much I've come to enjoy his role play.

I quickly cover my bare chest and gasp, "Oh my god, Mr. Montgomery I thought you weren't home."

"So you thought you'd just help yourself to a swim, a naked swim?"

"Well, it's hot and I didn't have a suit..." I moved towards him still with my arms crossed over my breasts. "I'm really really sorry... you're not going to call my mom are you?" I really wish I could cry on demand because now would be the perfect time for tears.

"I'm going to call the cops! You're trespassing."

"Oh no, please don't do that! I'm really sorry."

He crossed his arms glaring at me. His eyes looked me up and down and I squirmed trying to hide more of my breasts.

"Come here." I moved closer, my eyes downcast, biting my lip. "You can't just take whatever you want. You need to be taught a lesson."

"I'm really sorry, please don't call the police."

"How would you like it if I just took whatever I wanted." His eyes dropped to my breasts and my breath hitched. I tried to cover my excitement pretending I was about to cry.

"I'm really sorry." I whispered.

Mike ran his fingertip over the plump swells of my breasts. "Move your hands." That tone again, it makes me melt. Still I have to play it.

"Wh-what? Maybe I should get dressed."

"Am I going to have to call your mom?"

"N-no." My lip quivered and I slowly lowered my hands keeping my eyes down.

"You have a very beautiful body, I can see why you want to show it off." He ran the tip of his finger over my stiff nipple. "Do you like me looking at you?"

"N-no." I stuttered.

"You're lying." He pinched my nipple making me gasp. "When your nipples do this It means you're excited. If you're lying about that, you're lying about being sorry."

"No!" I said quickly, "no no I am sorry! Please I... I like it when you look at me," I whispered, "it makes me scared and... excited."

"You're a naughty little girl, Jenny. I think you need to be taught a lesson." His hand slid forward cupping my breast and thumbing the nipple.

"What... what are you going to do?"

"The question is, what are you going to do to keep me from calling the police? You don't want to go to jail for breaking and entering do you, Jenny?"

"I didn't break anything, Mr. Montgomery, I swear!" I bit my lip and I could tell by the look in his eyes he was loving this. "What can I do for you, so you won't tell?"

He smiled and caressed my breast rolling the nipple between his fingers. "Do you like it when I touch you?"

I swallowed and looked up at him wide eyed but didn't answer. He pinched the nipple he was toying with, hard pulling a genuine gasp from me. "Answer." He demanded in a soft growl.

"Yes, yes," I cried, "I like it, it feels good and... scary."

"Good girl." He released my nipple and caressed it lightly. "I like it when you touch me too."

I made a show of looking confused and then reached out with my finger and circled his nipple. He tried not to smile, I could see him fighting it but the corners of his eyes crinkled and his lips turned up. He took my arm and tugged me against him.

"That's good, now let me show you where else I like to touch and be touched." He whispered right in my ear and it brought goosebumps up all over my body. His hand slid down my stomach, his fingertips moving slowly, I could barely breathe until his fingers slid over my clit. Then my breath expelled in a whoosh. "Feels good huh?"

I was too busy feeling to respond and he pinched my clit, hard. It hurt enough to make me gasp, but then heat spread from the spot. "Ow." I whimpered. "I don't think you're supposed to touch me there."

"That's okay, you're going to do the touching." He pushed his shorts down and kicked them off under the water. I gasped and turned away and he slapped my ass making me jump. He took my hand and wrapped it around his dick. He slowly stroked my hand up and down but when he let go I let go.

"Okay, let's go call." He turned and started back toward the stairs and I chased after him.

"No, wait I'll do it." I pleaded.

"I'm losing patience, you're going to have to do more than touch now." He backed up and sat on the edge of pool.

"W-What do you want me to do?"

He took his cock in his hand and smiled at me, "Get on your knees, Jenny."

"Mr. Montgomery?"

"Now Jenny!"

I quickly moved, bracing my hands on his knees, I slowly lowered to my knees. He reached out and caressed my nipple with one hand, but his cock was still in his other hand and he tapped it against my chin. "Open." I hesitated to see what he would do, and he didn't disappoint me. He pinched the nipple. I gasped and opened my mouth. I held his gaze and licked over the head of his dick, he smiled and I sucked the whole head into my mouth.

"That's a good girl." He whispered and fisted his hand in my hair. Forcing me to pull my own hair when I sank down on him. It was amazing how he knew my body better than I did. "You want to be a naughty girl don't you, Jenny? You want me to punish you?" I didn't answer, only sucking him harder and he pinched the other nipple. I whimpered and sucked harder, he twisted and I went faster until he used his hand in my hair to pull me off. He was panting and his eyes glittered with arousal. "Naughty girl." His hand released my hair and I took the opportunity to up the ante. I jumped up and ran. I know I caught him off guard because he didn't catch me until I had to stop to open the door. He pressed my naked body into the cold glass.

"Where do you think you're going?" He growled in my ear.

"I'm sorry Mr. Montgomery. It won't happen again. Please just let me go." I begged.

"I don't believe you've learned your lesson."

"I have I swear!" He pulled me back away from the door and slid his hand down to my pussy. He slid his fingers over my slippery nub twice before catching it in between.

"Does that feel good, Jenny? Do you want me to make you cum?"

"Yes," I moaned and he slapped me hard in the ass, the unexpected pain made me gasp but it also made me wet. I was so turned on the mingled spurts of pain and pleasure had me on a knife's edge of arousal.

"Naughty girls don't get to come, Jenny. You've made me very angry, you don't get to come until you make me happy." He opened the door and drug me inside, not releasing his tight hold on my body. He drug me to the ottoman and I expected him to bend me over it. But he sat down, bending me over his lap instead. He spanked me hard on the right and I cried out.

"I'm sorry Mr. Montgomery, I'll suck you now." Mike caressed my burning ass sending tingles through my pussy, but then he spanked me hard on the other side. I jumped and tried to sit up but he held me down. He caressed the place he had just slapped and again it made my pussy tingle and throb. He slid two fingers deep, the penetration caught me off guard and orgasm swamped me.

"I told you not to come you naughty little girl." He growled and spanked me again. "Now I have to punish you for that." I groaned because my brain was to fuzzy to think of what my character would say. Mike spanked my ass again, but this time I could only utter a moan. The slap burned but the shock wave of tingles through my pussy felt so good. He caressed my ass again, and this time his fingertips ran down along the crack. When he reached the puckered hole he stopped and circled it with a finger. Then I felt the cold. I didn't even offer token resistance when he pressed his lube covered finger into my ass. I almost hoped it hurt, I craved the pain. He fucked me slowly with his finger until it slid in and out easily then I felt something else, it was the plug, it felt bigger than the day before, he rocked it in and out until it too slid easily. Then he slid it all the way in and left it. He slapped my ass again and it was overload to my senses. It hurt but it felt so very good my pussy pulsed and throbbed like a continual orgasm. I couldn't even form a coherent thought let alone words.

"You are so fucking gorgeous." His voice was rough, I knew that sound I knew how turned on he was and it made me smile. He rolled me onto my back on the ottoman. "Jesus Jen, you're in another world right now aren't you?" I smiled at him, feeling a little, ok a lot, intoxicated. He leaned over me and opened his mouth wide, he sucked as much of my tit as he could get into his mouth and I heard myself moan, then he bit me and I heard myself moan louder.

Mike slid his cock deep in one hard thrust and my already throbbing pussy spasmed all around him. "Ahh baby you are right where I want you." He groaned. He pulled out and sat back on his heels. He scooted me down to the edge of the ottoman and tugged on the plug, my hair tingled when he pulled it out. Then he moved and I felt the head of his lubed cock. It was much bigger than the plug and the moment of apprehension dispelled some of my bliss. I reached up with both my hands and squeezed my nipples. Mike understood my plight and squeezed my clit hard as he pushed his cock into my ass. I cried out but not in pain, the rush of sensation through my body was pure pleasure.

"Oh god, that's... oh god." I whimpered as he began to stroke slowly in and out. My pussy pulsed and throbbed clenching emptiness until Mike slid two fingers in. He lifted my legs over his shoulders and then he really began to move. I was aware of pain, but I didn't feel it. All I felt was pulse after pulse of pleasure I couldn't be sure of how may orgasms I had because I wasn't sure where they stopped and started, my body convulsed so hard I screamed and Mike pulled out spilling his seed onto my stomach. Mike lifted me up and pulled me into his lap straddling him on the floor. His cum and my fluids were a wet sticky mess between us, but I didn't care. I laid my head on his shoulder and sighed my contentment while he held me.

"What are you going to wear?" The question surprised me. I don't think he's ever asked me that before.

"For pizza and beer? I was thinking some tight jeans or maybe a skirt. Why did you have something in mind?" He stepped into the bedroom and I realized that he had a garment bag. He laid it on the bed and I recognized the designer as one that was way out of my budget. I unzipped the bag and there was a gorgeous black dress inside. Definitely the definition of little black dress. There was lingerie to match, stockings and garters and even lacy black underwear. I fingered the underwear and looked at him. "Underwear or no underwear?"

He smiled at me and my chest tightened. "Wear the underwear, but over the garters."

"No problem." I smiled and he backed out of the room. I could hardly contain my excitement as I dressed. Not just for the dress which I was very excited to wear, but I got the sense that Mike was showing me off and it was exciting. We'd already spent all day together. After the unbelievable, can only be described at tantric, sex, we took a long hot bath together. We dosed on the couch and watched a movie. Then he reminded me we had plans for pizza. He hadn't treated me like a roommate all day and it made me nearly giddy.

When I finally left my room it was with the knowledge that I looked damn good. Mike had excellent taste and the little black dress fit me like a glove. I paired it with some very tall stilettos and perfect hair and makeup. Mike's eyes swept over me with an appreciation that only men seemed to show.

"You look incredible."

"Thank you, you have very good taste. You look pretty good yourself." He was wearing black slacks and a grey silk shirt that made me think of his bed sheets. It was simple but extremely hot.

"Shall we?" He offered me his arm and I did my best to stamp down my giddiness. There was a black sports car in the garage that he never drove but that's where he led me. He opened my door and I slid in to the plush leather seat. When he slid behind the wheel I saw him look at my legs. His gaze lingered and he touched the place where my skirt rode up enough to reveal the lace top of my stocking.

"That's sexy as hell." He grinned making me laugh.

The pizza place was not at all what I expected. It was a lot more upscale than I thought it would be, but Mike was right about the pizza, it was amazing and the beer wasn't half bad considering I'm generally not a beer drinker. When Mike asked me to dance I was pretty sure I'd died and gone to heaven. The dancing was close up, slow enough to be classy and fast enough to be fun.

"Are you having a good time?" Mike whispered in my ear and I had to remind myself to play it cool.

"I'm having a great time, are you having a good time?"

"I'm having a great time." Mike was quiet for a beat and then went back to whispering in my ear. "Those guys at the end of the bar haven't taken their eyes off you since they came in."

"Yeah." I'm used to that.

"I think every man in here has checked you out more than once and sized me up for competition." He didn't sound upset so I just laughed.

"Does it bother you?"

"No," he smiled, "Does it bother you?"

"I'm used to it."

"You like the attention?"

If it were anyone else I might play coy but not with Mike. "I do." I smiled and a self-satisfied smile lit his eyes.

"Does it turn you on?" He whispered in my ear even though it wasn't necessary.

"Yeah, a little."

"How do you feel about exhibition?"

My mind raced ahead and kicked up my heart rate as well. Was he suggesting we do something right here? In front of all these people? The idea was disturbing and yet very erotic. "Well... I don't want to be arrested."

"I know somewhere we can go that won't break any laws."

Was he asking me? I kind of liked the idea that at some point he had moved from telling to asking.

"Sounds like fun." I did my best not to sound too eager. But I'm pretty sure he knew.

The club he took me to was thirty minutes away and it looked more like a mansion than a club. The idea made me apprehensive. Was this some kind of orgy? Just because I was enjoying kinky sex with Mike didn't mean I was going to with anyone else. He parked the car and my nerves got the best of me. I caught his hand before it left the gearshift.

"Just looking, no touching right?" He smiled and lifted my hand and kissed the back.

"I'll be the only one touching you." That made me feel a whole lot better and at the same time really eager. He opened my door and took my hand but when I stood he put his hand on my lower back and pulled me closer. My heels made me very close to his height. Close enough to reach his lips.

"If you want to leave just say pickles."

He's giving me a safe word! Up until the rule has been don't say no. Though admittedly I've never wanted to say no. I'm not sure if this new word is only for this club but I don't care. It's progress.

"Pickles. Got it." I'm so close I can't resist a kiss. His lips part immediately and his tongue sweeps against mine. I love the way he kisses me. Like the marauding conqueror that he is.

"Take off your panties, Kitten." His whispered words make my heart rate accelerate again. Still standing in the darkened parking lot I take my panties off and offer them to him he smiles and tucks them into his pocket.

Inside, the club is a lot like other clubs I've been to. Except there are a few more scantily clad women or rather a few naked women since there are scantily clad women in every club.

Mike has laced his fingers with mine as he leads me through the club. He seems to know where he's going and that's a little unsettling. He did tell me that he kept his kinky side secret so I guess a sex club is how he indulges. We walk past a large stage that has a man tied to a big wooden X, on the other end of the stage is a woman dancing. I slow my steps to look at each of them and Mike indulges me while I look my fill taking in the performers and the various sex acts happening all around the room. If he thinks I look like I wide eyed gawker he doesn't say so.

He leads me to the back. There is a bar and tables there is even another smaller stage, though no one is currently performing on it. Mike leads me to a table and holds my chair for me before ordering us each a glass of wine.

I'm trying not to look around like a doe eyed innocent but it's hard to resist.

"You come here often?" I realize a second too late that sounds like a bad pickup line and laugh.

"Not lately," he smirked and I can feel the blush creeping up my cheeks. Mike tugs my chair closer to his so that my crossed legs are between his knees. He runs his fingertips under the edge of my skirt and I can feel him toying with the edge of lace on my stockings.

"Is someone going to perform?"

"Hopefully you." The unfamiliar voice startled me, but not Mike, so I assume he saw him coming. The voice belongs to a tall dark-haired man, there is a woman with long blond hair with him. The man is pretty good looking he has a decent body, not like Mike's but then not many are. He's probably about Mike's age or close and the woman isn't far behind. I can see she's using makeup to hide some telltale signs, but she is pretty with decent breasts and long tan bare legs under a red miniskirt. Now that I'm thinking about it. With my stockings on I might be the most covered woman in the room.

"Mike."

"Jack." I smirked at the purely male greeting.

"How 'bout it legs? You willing to take the stage?" I looked at Mike but it doesn't look like he intends to answer for me.

"I'm not planning on performing." I catch Mike's eye and smile, "at least not on stage."

Mike smiled and I can feel his fingers flexing against my thigh. Jack laughed, he crossed his arms and rocked back on his heels. I can see his eyes tracking over me. Evaluating. The woman moves closer to Mike and runs her hand up the back of his shoulder.

"It's fortunate we ran into you. We were looking for a third."

"And perhaps a fourth." Jack smiles at me still perusing my body.

"Jen, these are some friends of mine. This is Jack and Sandra, why don't you join us for some wine and we'll see how it goes."