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 Chapter 3: After the night with Tony, Allison's dominant side emerges.

   Allison checked out of the hotel the following morning while Tony went
to get his car.  They had slept in, had breakfast in bed, then fucked once
more right before noon.  Allison had been too sore and exhausted to enjoy
it, but had wanted to please Tony.  He had planted yet another load inside
of her.  What had it been?  For or five at this point.  She could feel
wetness oozing onto her thigh as she walked arm in arm with Tony through
the lobby.  She was thankful for the in room check out, she was a mess, and
Tony had insisted that she not shower until she got home to Chris.

   She called Chris on the drive home, reassuring him that she was OK.  He
had sounded worried at first, but seemed to relax once he heard her voice.

   "Nice place." Tony said as they pulled up their driveway.  "You're a
lucky woman to have a man that can give you all of this.  But I guess
that's not always enough is it?"

   She blushed, no sure how to respond.  Tony pulled her close, kissing her
deeply.  She suddenly felt exposed, here in the driveway of her own home,
kissing a black man.  Trees mostly shaded them from the view of their
neighbors, and the windows on his car were darkly tinted, but she could not
imagine the neighborhood scandal that would arise if anyone walked by and
saw.

   "Thank you Tony, last night was amazing." She said when he finished, and
opened the door to get out.

   "Call me when you're ready for more.  I know you will." Tony said as she
slid out of her seat.  She did not reply, but knew he was right.

   Chris met her at the door, looking over her shoulder to watch Tony back
down the driveway.  "Hi babe.  Glad you're OK.  I was starting to get a
little worried earlier."

   She had been in bed with Tony for most of the last 18 hours, either
fucking or sleeping, and suddenly being back with Chris felt odd.  The last
time she had seen him he had just finished licking Tony's jizz from her
pussy, and it seemed like she was coming home to a different man than the
one she had left with the day before.  She loved him, if anything more than
before for willingly leading her to such pleasure, but she couldn't get the
thought of him humiliating himself like he had out of her mind.  She had
always viewed him as the strong one in the relationship, but knew that that
was a level of respect she would never have for him again.

   "I'm good baby.  You picked a wonderful man for me to be with.  I felt
safe all night." She felt her confidence growing, able to talk about a
lover like this with Chris, and even thank him for it.  How far would he be
willing to go with this?  She wondered.  "Come over here honey.  I want you
to see something."

   She sat on the couch, pulling the hem of her dress up over her hips as
she did so.  She spread her legs as she laid back, showing Chris the large
wet spot on her panties.  "Tony wanted you to see what we did this
morning."

   Chris moved closer, kneeling down in front of her and sliding his hands
up her thighs.  He slid her panties off, smelling them before tossing aside
and moving his tongue to her slit.  She arched her back as he began
exploring her, licking the wetness from her lips, probing inside her tender
hole with his tongue.  What had happened to Chris?  Was he gay?  She knew
it wasn't that, but something submissive about him was now in the open, and
he was making no effort to hide it.  A feeling of power surged inside of
her.  "He fucked me four more times after you left Chris." She said, her
breathing becoming heavy.  "The last time was just before I came home.  He
fucked me so good honey." She dug her fingers into his hair, pulling him
tight to her.  "How does he taste?"

   Chris's moan told her all she needed to know.  "I'm going to fuck him
again.  In our bed this time." Chris picked up his pace, flicking his
tongue rapidly against her clit, just the way she liked it.  Her heart
raced, loving the feeling of dominance.  "If you are a good boy you can
even watch us again.  Would you like that?" Chris moaned "umm hum," not
taking his face away from his task.  Before she could say more, she came,
digging her fingernails into his back as she did so.

   They lay on the couch together for a while, not talking.  At last she
sat up, "I need a shower and nap, OK?  I'm exhausted." She said.  Chris
only nodded, looking a little sheepish.

   "What the fuck?" she mumbled to herself as she showered.  Last night had
gone far beyond her having sex with a stranger.  Something profound had
changed in both her and Chris.  Her mind turned to Tony, wondering when she
would call him, certain that she would do it soon.  Later, as she drifted
off to sleep, all she could think of was what it would feel like to have
Tony take her in her own bed.

   *** The next few days were surprisingly normal.  They were back to their
normal work lives after the weekend, and spoke little of the night with
Tony.  There was no tension, just their normal lives together.  It was not
until they were getting ready for bed Thursday night that Chris brought the
subject up again.

   "Did you mean what you said Sunday about wanting to see Tony again?"

   She paused, trying to gauge his intent.  Was he having second thoughts?
She glanced down at his boxers, noticing he was rock hard just bringing the
matter up again.  No second thoughts there.  "Why do you ask?" She teased,
"Do you really think that was something I would only want once?"

   "No, it's just that, well...  I just wanted to..."

   "Shhh." She said, walking over to him.  "I know what you want.  I know
what I want." She slid his underwear down and began stroking his cock.  He
was rock hard in her hand.  "You want to see me suck Tony's big black cock.
You want to see him fuck me right over here on our bed don't you?  Watch
him fuck me deeper than you ever could.  You know I can feel him bumping
against my cervix when he fucks me?  It almost feels like he is pressing up
into my chest when I am on top of him." Chris was starting to squirm, and
she knew he wouldn't last for long.  She stroked him for a minute, feeling
him begin to swell in her hands, and went in for the kill.  "I want him to
cum in me again.  Every time he fucks me.  And I want you to be a good boy
and lick it up for me again.  You love that don't you?"

   That did it, and Chris bucked in her hand.  He groaned as he came,
squirting onto her thigh.  She covered his shaft with her hands, catching
the rest.

   "Messy messy." She said, raising her cum slick palm to his face.  "Go
ahead, practice." He licked eagerly at her hand.  She had tasted his semen
a hundred times at least, never really liking the taste, but loving the way
he reacted when she swallowed his load.  It was an act of submission that
had always given him a thrill, but now he was in the receptive role. 
Without being asked, he dropped to his knees, licking the rest of his load
from her thigh.

   "Good boy." She said as he finished, "I guess you have my answer about
Tony.  Why don't you call him for me while I go wash up?  See if he can
spend the night Saturday."

   She heard him on the phone while she cleaned up.  She was horny as hell,
but that would have to wait.  Chris was spent for the night, and besides,
she was saving her next orgasm for Tony.  Chris was just hanging up the
phone when she walked back into the bedroom.

   "No luck for Saturday.  He said his unit has a field exercise or
something."

   Her heart sank a little, slightly deflating the power trip she had been
on.  Chris must have noticed it on her face.  "Don't worry, he agreed to
next weekend.  And he said it would give him a chance to find a surprise to
bring you."

   "Surprise?"

   "He didn't say, that's why it's called a surprise.  He also said he was
going to email a link to a few things he wanted us to buy before then.  I
said that would be fine."
   Nine days.  She had no idea if she could hold out that long.