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NWMD12.TXT -- 12/21(?)
Not With My Daughter!
Part 12
by Spunk N. Wagnels
spunknwagnels@hotmail.com
ICQ #17890536
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"Brenda, Honey, about last night." Marnie started to say.
"No need, Mom. I am an adult, and I can handle it. Just keep your door closed
when you guys are getting kinky, okay? Geesh. It’s embarrassing." Brenda
said, while fixing herself some breakfast. "So, what did you learn about my
portfolio modeling pictures? Jeff was no help."
"Well, I found out Kenneth and Maggie’s last name, Brannon, and I know where to
find them. I’m meeting them tonight to look the photos over." Marnie told her
daughter.
"What time do we go?" Brenda asked presumptively.
"Oh Honey, it is at a bar, they won’t let you in. I’ll have to get them for
you." Marnie said apologetically.
"What time will you be back with them, then?" Brenda asked, put out.
"I’ll be back just as soon as I can, Dear." Marnie said, then thought, "I hope
they have the sense to also bring Brenda’s pictures, she’ll be heartbroken if I
don’t come back with something for her to see. Well there goes any fun I might
have there, I can’t stay out too long or it would look suspicious. I feel much
better today. I think I could even do it with Roger, or someone tonight. Oh,
what are you thinking? What has this come to? How could you be planning ahead
to do it with someone else besides your own husband, just like that. You’d
better check your priorities and figure out who you are, Missy, before it is
too late. Oh, god, how do I turn off these thoughts? I can read it now,
‘Pussy Drives Housewife Insane’. I’ve got to get out of here today, do
something different, get my mind off of my next orgasm and get centered."
Marnie ranted in her head.
"Maybe I can get together with some of the gals today." Marnie thought as she
picked up the phone. "Hi Barb. What are you doing today?"
"Hi, Marnie. I haven’t heard much from you lately. I’ve been meaning to call.
There was this party I was supposed to go to today and invite a friend. Well,
I was going to invite you, but I’ve been too chicken to go myself, so I haven’t
told you about it." Her friend on the phone said.
"What kind of party is it?" Marnie quizzed.
"I’m too embarrassed to say, really." Her friend said.
"It’s me. How can you be too embarrassed to tell me?" Marnie challenged.
"Well, I thought you’d think less of me if I told you I was even thinking of
going. It is a party to sell lingerie and things to heat up your marriage.
It’s the "Sensual EXtras for You" group, you know, "SEXY", and I hear they
have a pretty daring time at these parties. I just thought it would be too
embarrassing for both of us, am I right?" She asked.
"Heat up your marriage hunh." Marnie thought out loud. "What time is it at, I
think we should give it a try."
"I can’t believe you are saying this. We’ll probably have to get naked to try
things on. Doesn’t that bother you? What if they ask us to try things out? I
don’t think I can." Barb said incredulously.
"Com’on Barb, it is just us women, right? We’ve seen each other naked at the
club in the locker room. It will be a chance for us to come out of our shells.
Face it, we’re about to enter our forties, and there is a whole lot of living
to do before we’re put out to pasture. Now where is it and when?" Marnie said
resolutely.
"I’ll pick you up at one then. The invitation said there would be swimming, so
bring a suit. Are you sure about this?" Barb said.
"I’ll be ready at one. Bye."
Marnie busied herself until Barb arrived. She had a suit on under her sun
dress and was looking forward to the sales display. When they got to the
party, it was at a big house and many more people were in attendance than
either of them anticipated. Marnie guessed the SEXY Group was a much bigger
pull than the old Tupperware Group, these days. Marnie knew a few of the
ladies there, but was the most familiar with Barb. There was mingling,
snacking, and exploring the ground floor and pool area for about forty-five
minutes before the SEXY people were introduced.
As the tightly scripted presentation got underway, there were a few silly
games, designed to get the ladies to lighten up, build camaraderie, and to get
into a more carefree state. During an overview of what they could expect,
Marnie learned that swim-wear, lingerie, marital aids, bondage resources, and,
to her shock, body piercing were all available to them today, or on a follow-up
basis.
The first presentations were of swim-wear. Two models wheeled in a rack of
suits and two male lifeguard types brought in a trunk. The two models stayed
and the two hunks disappeared into another room, sending the ladies in
attendance to shifting in their seats and talking for a moment at the brief
presence of the men. The models held up suits to their bodies for the ladies
to admire. They took off tops and mixed and matched bottoms right there,
without going for cover. They both had small rings in their nipples, which
created a stir among the ladies when these adornments were being noticed.
The ladies were instructed to come up and pick out a suit they would like to
try. Different sizes were available in the trunks for each style. It looked
like a feeding frenzy as the attendees pushed and pawed their way to the
different suit combinations. They were instructed to try them on and try them
out in the pool. A few of the women, Marnie and Barb included, started to look
outside of the room for a place to change, but when they saw that most of the
women changed right in the room like the models did, they looked at each other,
shrugged their shoulders, and changed in the back of the room with everyone
else. Then it was off to the pool.
Each lady had picked out a suit that was one or more notches more daring than
they would imagine wearing in public, to see what it would be like. Ladies
wore thongs for the first time, they wore bikinis that were nothing more than
three triangle patches, and they wore suits that went from their waist down
across their crotch up their abdomen as strings, and with thin patches across
their nipples, tying around their necks at the top. They explored how they
looked, how it felt, and how they might have to move, sit, and stand if they
ever were to wear these items in a public setting. Most of the ladies put a
suit aside to buy whether they would ever dare to wear them or not.
Back in the room, the ladies sat in varying stages of undress as the SEXY Group
prepared to present the lingerie selections. Barb and Marnie decided to just
wear their dresses without anything else on underneath. Barb was less freaked
out by this time and began to notice that Marnie didn’t have much of a tan
line, and asked, "Marn, I notice some fresh color in places the sun isn’t
supposed to shine. What’s up?"
"Oh, you know those tanning salons can do wonders." Marnie replied.
"I could never get anything but a burn from those places, besides aren’t you
supposed to wear a suit there?" Barb asked.
"They’re private, no one knows." Marnie said. "Are you going to get something
slinky for George to enjoy?"
"I don’t know, are you?" Barb asked.
"Barb, you remind me of me, the old me. I am changing. I’ve decided to do new
more daring things, to seize the moment, make some memories, take some risks,
be a little naughty. We aren’t getting any younger. My Brenda and your Susan
have more daring in each of them than you and I put together. They are
probably going to live more in the next ten years than we would for the rest of
our lives, if we don’t do something about it. We’ve got to do things we never
thought we would do, create some memories we can look back on, joke about,
relive in our minds, when our bodies can no longer go along with it. Let’s
live a little. This here party is a start. What do you say?" Marnie asked
enthusiastically.
"Gosh Marn, you’re almost scaring me. I hear what you are saying, but I
thought we had really good lives. George and Roger love us, we have
exceptional kids, and we lead solid moral lives we can be proud of. What you
are talking about could shake that up, and then where would we be?" Barb asked
concerned.
"Look, this is the kind of experience here, where you can explore and try
pushing out your envelop of comfort in safety, and try it on for size. Then if
you don’t feel like you can handle it, you leave it here, and no regrets. Think
about it. I think that number there would look good on you and get Good Old
George saluting, what do you think?" Marnie said like a big sister.
"Golly Marnie, I never knew this side of you. I’ll give it a try, at least as
far as I can." Barb said.
"That’s the spirit." Marnie said.
During the lingerie portion of the presentation, the models changed into the
different fashions. Ladies from the audience were asked to come up and be
models. The audience "oooowed" and "aaaahed", hooted and hollered, and
applauded their support for the non-professionals modeling, as well as for the
garments themselves. When Barb was picked to go up, she tried to get out of
it, until Marnie almost embarrassed her into doing it. Almost everyone was
modeling at some point, but not Marnie. She was almost ready to jump up and
volunteer. When everyone was wearing some favorite, the presentation moved to
marital aids.
The SEXY Group models walked among the audience with dildos, butt plugs,
vibrators, lotions that lubricated, heated up, desensitized, or could be eaten,
while the presenter with the microphone explained their uses. The presentation
moved seamlessly to leather goods. There were costumes the models put on,
restraints, whips, straps, and for the man in their lives, out came the
lifeguard types, naked except for the straps, collars, chains, and cuffs they
adorned. The ladies were shocked, and many started to cover themselves for
modesty, until they realized that in sheer numbers, they were anonymous, almost
invisible to the men.
Barb and another woman were picked to come up and learn how cock and ball
harnesses worked. Barb definitely wanted out of this demonstration, but Marnie
physically pushed her forward, and the momentum of her movement and the
audience brought her to center stage with the other woman. With instruction
from the models, the ladies roughly applied the items. Barb was too
embarrassed to look much at what she was feeling. When the harnesses were in
place, leashes were attached to rings at the bottom of the ball spreader parts,
and the two ladies were encouraged to lead the men through the crowd for a
closer look.
When Barb, brought her male model by Marnie, she leaned over and whispered,
"Thanks for the push, this really is fun."
Marnie felt a mixture of pride at converting her friend to enjoying herself,
but also felt a little left behind. She was passed over for the rest of the
leather items, as well.
Then the presenter announced, "Now Ladies, for the newest and latest craze, we
at the SEXY Group are now offering body piercing. The most popular place is
through the nipples, but our licensed experts can apply jewelry to almost any
part of the body. That’s right, any part. Now while your imaginations take you
places on your body, we have a lucky guest sitting in seat number twenty-three,
who will be given a piercing of their choice, complete with the jewelry, right
here, so we can demonstrate our patented drug free, painless process for you
today. Everybody look under your seat for your number.
Since most of the women had not anticipated this service even being offered,
many didn’t even look. Barb looked and didn’t have it. She was dying to know
what Marnie’s number was. "Well, aren’t you going to even check?" She said to
Marnie. "How daring is it to just check?"
Marnie was shamed into checking. She quickly sat back down.
"Well, let me see that." Barb insisted. She looked. Pay back time, "We have
the winner here." She shouted, pointing at Marnie. Marnie tried to wave off
the attention. A model came down the aisle to escort her to the front. "Come
on." Barb goaded. "Where is that adventuring spirit you were preaching
about?"
The lady on the P.A. said, "Congratulations. This is worth, with the jewelry,
six hundred dollars." Everyone applauded. When she saw hesitation, "I assure
you our process is painless." When there was further hesitation, she said,
"You really have nothing to lose, because you can leave the jewelry out and it
heals over in a very short period of time."
All eyes were upon her. "Here’s a memory. Just think how excited Roger will
be when he sees a new thing to play with on you. Live a little while you are
still in your thirties girl. This would qualify as a ‘little naughty’. Why
not practice what you preach." Barb said, pouring it on thickly.
Marnie lost the will to protest, but was not motivated to proceed. Barb pulled
her up by the arm and gave her arm to the model who walked her dazed to the
front of the room.
"Here, we just have something for you to sign first, and we will demonstrate
the painless procedure, exclusive to SEXY Group Productions. Now where would
you like to have it done?" Marnie just looked blankly at the M.C. and then at
Barb, who looked on with encouragement. "Well, let me recommend your nipples
then. You have very beautiful breasts, doesn’t she ladies?" There was
applause, while Marnie cupped the ends of her breasts, as if they already hurt
from piercing. "Here, we’ll put these hypoallergenic rings in today, and in a
couple of days, you can switch to your choice of ringed or studded jewelry
here." Marnie still didn’t respond and continued to hold the ends of her
breasts. "Well, you can choose your favorites right before you leave today.
Now we are going to have you spend a few minutes with Dr. Powers, and then you
will return here for the painless procedure."
Marnie was led into another room. The presenter announced to the remaining
ladies that the drug free procedure was a revolutionary form of hypnosis. She
explained that when Marnie returned, she would be aware of everything
happening, but would feel nothing she didn’t want to feel.
Marnie was led back in and was asked to be seated on a stool facing the
audience. She sat with her hands together on her lap, her knees together, and
her feet on a rung of the stool. She looked nervous, and stared at Barb for
support.
Dr. Powers said, "Let’s have some fun." Marnie’s eyes closed and her head
dropped down, but her body stayed upright. Then Dr. Powers said, "Marnie, open
your eyes and watch the fun of getting your nipples pierced." Marnie opened
her eyes and raised her head a little, but was now looking at her breasts.
"Marnie, we will now take off this top." And the teddy nightie she was wearing
was pulled off her head. "Now Marnie, it will be best if you keep your nipples
erect for this." The crowd watched in awe as her nipples grew out to their
maximum size before their eyes.
A lady in a nurses outfit brought out a tray and placed it next to Marnie on
her left side. Then she stood in front of Marnie, effectively blocking the
view of her procedure from the curious eyes. Just as the audience began to
smell rubbing alcohol, the nurse backed away and Marnie was sitting there
staring at pierced nipples with stainless steel rings through them, and a smile
on her face.
"Marnie," Dr. Powers was saying, "maybe you’d like to walk around the audience
slowly to show off your new rings."
Marnie got up and walked along the front row in her see through panties from
the nightie set, shrugging her shoulders to squeeze her breasts out for
everyone to see. There were lots of comments pro and con, but many were
admiring her breasts and body as much as the rings. When she got to Barb, Barb
was amazed, "Oh my god, you did it. You really did it. I never thought you
would go through with it."
Marnie smiled. "Do you like them?" She asked Barb.
"I don’t know what to think. My god, I can’t believe you really went through
with it." She answered.
As Marnie was finishing showing everyone as much as they wanted to see about
her piercing, the presentation wound down to the basic shopping and "thank
you’s" for attending. Two other women had piercings done there and a couple
more made appointments for later. Marnie and Susan packed up their goodies,
Marnie ended up choosing a ring set with a gemstone threaded through by the
ring. Barb kept saying all the way to Marnie’s house, that she couldn’t
believe that Marnie went through with it. By the time Marnie was home, it
dawned on her to request, "Please don’t say anything to anyone about this,
okay?"
"Okay Marn. Wow you sure were brave."
"You need to promise me."
"Okay, I promise. It will be tough. This is juicy, but I value our friendship
more, and besides, I owe you. That was one of the most fun times I can
remember."
They hugged good bye. "By the way, it didn’t hurt a bit." Marnie said, as she
started to wave good bye.
Once inside, Marnie headed for the bathroom upstairs to look at her new
adornments. She put her packages on the bed and headed for the mirror with the
care instructions in hand. When her dress was off, she stared at herself in
the mirror. It was as if she were looking at a different person other than
herself. "How could this person do something like that? Doesn’t it hurt? What
does she think others think about it? They sure are curious." Marnie was
thinking. "Hey dummy, its you. You’ve got to explain this to Roger, maybe
someday to Brenda. What kind of example is this for Brenda?" She scolded in
her head. "So what’s the big deal. How different is it from my pierced ears,
really? At any time I can take them out, and no one would ever be the wiser.
Why don’t you just see what Roger says? Heck, you can say it is part of your
birthday present to him, then if he is grossed out or disappointed in you, you
just take them out, and you’ll get credit for trying. That’s it. That’s the
ticket." Marnie resolved as she put her things away so they wouldn’t be seen
accidentally.
"Now, what to wear. I guess a sweatshirt would hide them." She thought as she
pulled a sweatshirt on over her head. "Oh, wow, the material inside is way too
sensuous for my nipples, as they are right now. I’d better put on a tee shirt
first. Whew!" She discovered.
The piercing was a fun little secret to have from her family that evening at
dinner. Marnie’s arousal was running high and she needed to change her shorts
before heading out to "Shareholders" to meet up with the Brannons. Roger was
not too happy about letting her out again for the evening, but relented when
she said she would give him a preview of one of her surprises that night.
It was a different experience at the door this time. The doorman recognized
her from the night before. She was immediately let in with smiles, when she
indicated that she was now a member. After signing a register and receiving
her id bracelet for the servers to run her tab on, she found out that the
Brannons had not arrived yet. She couldn’t remember Bill and Susan’s last
name, so she was faced with the dilemma of waiting for them in the lobby, or
going on in and waiting inside.
Marnie waited in the lobby for about fifteen minutes looking closely at the
artwork, furnishings, and appointments. It was little too tiresome waiting
there so she decided to go on in. She encountered the same locker room
attendant as the night before. "Nice to see you again." She said. "Please
let me know if there is anything I can do to assist you."
"Thank you." Marnie said. "Do you think there is any hydrogen peroxide I
could use?"
"I’ll check for you Ma’am." The attendant said, as she left for the make up
area. "I don’t see any, but here is some alcohol, if that would work." She
said handing it to Marnie, then looking at her nipples. "I hope you don’t mind
my asking, but do those hurt?"
"Oh, these things," Marnie said, trying to act nonchalant, "they haven’t hurt
at all, but now they are starting to itch." She said with a scrunched up face,
emphasizing the discomfort.
"Maybe that’s a sign of healing." The attendant offered.
"Probably so, well I guess I’ll go out and wait for the party I am meeting out
there. Do you know Maggie Brannon?" Marnie asked.
"Yes Ma’am I do. Nice lady."
"I’m meeting her and her husband here tonight. I’d consider it a favor if
you’d tell her I’m here, when you see her."
"Yes Ma’am, I sure will. Have a good time." The attendant said as Marnie left
the locker room out to the club waving thanks and good bye.
This time was different. Aside from the fact that Marnie was walking along the
path with reddened nipples with rings attached, she was walking with no
particular destination in mind. There was nobody out in the club she knew, and
she was a married, woman who shouldn’t accept advances form other
"Shareholders" there. Somehow, this was scarier than the first time the night
before.
"What should I do if I’m offered a drink? It will be on my tab. What do I do
if somebody invites me to join them before I run into the Brannons?" Marnie
worried in her head. "I should sit down in the closest place to the dressing
rooms so I don’t miss them." She figured.
Marnie walked the path and looked in each alcove to find an unoccupied one, and
for one that would have a good viewpoint. The club was fairly busy as she made
it to the hot tub spa before finding an appropriate place to set herself down.
There were two couples in the tub. Marnie thought it would be very difficult
for the Brannons to get past her unnoticed if she were to hang out there, so
she sat on the edge and dangled her feet into the water.
One of the ladies worked her way over to Marnie’s side to get a better look at
her nipple rings. Then the other lady followed suit at her other side. The
two men slide around next to their ladies, so Marnie was surrounded by the
couples. "Does that hurt?" The lady on her right asked. "I’ve been thinking
about getting it done myself."
"No, the way they did it, it didn’t hurt at all. It does itch a bit tonight,
though, I just got them done. Do you like them?" Marnie asked.
"Oh yes," both ladies responded in turn. "I think they are very sexy,
myself." The lady on her left added. The men nodded and smiled.
Before the conversation could get rolling, a lady server came up with the drink
of the evening, Mai Tais. "Please have one on us." The man on her left said.
"No thank you, I think I’ll wait for the rest of my party to show up." Marnie
said.
"Please, we insist. You can nurse it until your friends appear, and you can
sit with us until they do." The man said again, as he held his wrist band up
for the server to take down his ID number.
The server handed her one, and Marnie ended up taking it. Each person took
one. Then the man said, "Give her ten for me, if you will, since you are
already out of the pool."
Marnie felt a little bit conned. "This is a woman, one of you men should get
up here and do her." She thought to herself.
The server stood next to her with her legs spread and eyes closed waiting for
her tip. Marnie turned to look up at her, but all Marnie noticed was a neatly
trimmed cunt staring her in the face, from her vantage point.
"We’ll opt for the ‘dildo option’ Ma’am." The man said, meaning that she still
would put a dollar down on his tab for every stroke she received, and she still
ran the same risk of wiping the tab clean if she came before the end of the
strokes, but instead of being vested in her tip at twenty-five strokes per tab,
the ‘dildo option’ made her vested at fifteen strokes while doubling the tip to
two dollars for every stroke.
The server produced the dildo, which was strapped to the bottom of her tray,
and started to hand it to the man who called for the option. When he pointed to
Marnie, she redirected it to Marnie, put the tray down to her left and bent
forward, sticking her rear and cunt into Marnie’s face waiting.
Marnie had only seen a dildo in the form of a white plastic vibrating massager,
until earlier today. This one looked like an anatomically correct penis with
the front half of a scrotum attached at the base acting as a stop. Beyond
this, was a handle. To the handle, a tube of K-Y Jelly was attached by a
rubber band turned back on itself a couple of times. Marnie took the dildo
gingerly in her hands, and looked at it as if she had never seen one before,
undid the rubber band, and squeezed some K-Y onto the dildo, while the server
waited patiently for her tip. Marnie took her left leg out of the pool so she
could turn toward her and use the dildo in her right hand. She looked at
everyone to be sure she should proceed, and put it at the server’s cunt lips.
She held it there for a couple of seconds, rallying her internal resources to
venture into this new territory. The server unconsciously swayed back a little
to help it in. Marnie then slide it in slowly and gently. She looked back at
everyone for approval and then pulled it out until just the tip was in. Then
she heard the quartet say in unison, "One."
She slowly slid it back in and slowly pulled it out a couple of more times, and
the lady was starting to sweat in agony over Marnie’s slow pace. "Six",
"seven", and "eight", Marnie experimented with three quick deep hard ones. The
woman started a guttural moan. The man on her left said to the other man,
"Bob, how about your tip?"
"I’m in for five."
"Five?" The man on Marnie’s left said, "Come on, back up my investment, I
think we have a chance here."
"Okay, I’m in for ten."
Encouraged by the group, Marnie tried faster, slow again, with a twisting
motion and a wobble. She had the server hopping a couple of times for balance.
On the last stroke, Marnie shoved it in hopeful that it would take her over,
and left the dildo in for the server to take out herself. It was not to be,
this time without upping the tip to fourteen. The server left agonizingly
aroused like a slot machine, that Marnie and crowd had been working, and was
now ready to payoff with one more dollar put in by the next gambler.
The lady on her right patted her thigh, "You did great. Don’t let it get you
down, if Bob and Will here hadn’t been so cheap, you would of had cleared our
tab for us for sure. Hi, I’m Nancy this is Melanie. What’s your name?"
Marnie thought a moment. "Last night I was introduced as Bonnie."
"It’s Bonnie." She said.
"Why don’t you slide on in and join us? The water is great." Nancy said.
"I’d better not, thanks. The care instructions on these warn against such a
thing for the next several days." Marnie said, as she flipped the rings up and
down. "Ooooo, I’d better not do that for awhile either. Phew! That was
surprisingly painful."
Then Nancy jumped out so she was sitting next Marnie on the edge of the spa,
and said, "Whew. I think maybe I’ve been in here too long anyway." Then
Melanie got out and sat on Marnie’s left saying essentially the same thing.
"Do you mind if I take a closer look at these?" Nancy asked.
"Sure, okay." Said Marnie hesitantly.
Nancy put her right hand on the underside of Marnie’s breast and turned it
toward her. Melanie followed suit after asking Marnie with her eyes. Now
Marnie sat with a mildly disgusted expression on her face while two hands
lifted and separated her breasts for a close visual examination of her nipples.
Will and Bob swam up to in front of her and stood, leaning in, to get a better
look see themselves.
"You know, I should just run and check to see if there are any messages left
for me by the party I was supposed to meet here tonight." Marnie said, a
little uneasy.
"Hurry back." Nancy said as Marnie was leaving.
In the locker room, Marnie asked the attendant how she would be able to check
with the front desk for messages. The attendant gave her a "Shareholder’s"
robe, and Marnie went to the lobby to check at the desk.
Marnie put her arm with the bracelet down on the counter and pulled the sleeve
away to show the clerk her ID number. "Are there any messages for me from the
Brannons?" She asked.
"Why yes there is, this just came in for you." She said as she handed Marnie
the note.
"Thank you." Marnie said, as she opened it to read, "Sorry we couldn’t make it
in tonight. Something came up. Gave the proofs to Walter L. Figured you’d be
able to find him before meeting up with us. Hope you like the shots. Let me
know at this number which ones you want me to produce for you as soon as
possible. All our best, Kenneth."
"Do you have a phone I can use?" Marnie asked nearly panicked.
"Yes Ma’am, right around there."
Marnie called the number on the note. Maggie answered the phone. "No Kenneth
is out for a couple of hours." She said.
"Isn’t there some way I can meet with Kenneth instead of Larcher?" Marnie asked
pleadingly.
"Probably not before a week. If you need your photos before a week from
Saturday, we are going to need to know your selections before then, to be sure
we can have them done for you in time. Besides, Walter has the proofs. Kenneth
would have to track him down and get them back from him first anyway. Your best
bet is to find Walter and make a note of the ones you want done by Roger’s
party, and call us here with the picture numbers." Maggie explained.
"What about Brenda’s shots? Does Walter have them too?" Marnie asked,
resigning herself to the dreadful thought of having to go through Larcher to
access boudoir photos of herself.
"Yes, I believe Kenneth sent those proofs along as well, figuring Brenda would
be pretty anxious to see them. Sorry we couldn’t make it tonight. Hope you
enjoyed yourself there." Maggie said, and they exchanged closing pleasantries
before hanging up.
Marnie showered, got dressed, and hightailed it home. As she walked in the
house Brenda grabbed her and pulled her aside for a private conversation.
"Well? Let’s see them." She said.
"Honey, the Brannons didn’t show. They gave them to Walter to give to us.
I’ll go downtown and see him at his work, and try to get them tomorrow
morning." Marnie said a little dejected.
"What time will we leave?" Brenda said assertively.
Marnie thought before answering, "If Brenda goes, Larcher will surely leave me
alone. That’s what I should do from now on."
"How about we leave at 9:00? Now where’s you father?" Marnie asked.
"In the kitchen fixing something." Brenda said, as she bounded cheerfully
upstairs to her room.
"Oh dear." She said musically, as she entered the kitchen. "I couldn’t
interest you in a little preview of one of the things I have planned for your
fortieth, could I?" She said, causing Roger to drop his project and get up.
"It’s early, but still close enough to bedtime to call it a night, don’t you
think?" She said as he approached her.
"I’m with you Sweets. Let’s go." Roger said, taking her hand and leading the
way.
Upstairs in the room, Marnie closed the door with her hands behind her back
facing Roger seductively. "Why don’t you take a shower, while I get a few
things ready." She said with sex appeal that had Roger scrambling to follow
her suggestion.
While Roger showered, Marnie got some of the goods she purchased earlier in the
day out in strategic places. She dressed in a black bra and panty set, put on
a full length robe, and laid down on the bed waiting with the robe open enough
for one leg to be fully exposed up past her hip. Roger came into the room, saw
her thus, and started to moan audibly, as he approached to hug and kiss her.
"Settle down Tiger. If you want a preview, you’re going to have to let me be
in charge of the presentation. Now, lay down on the bed here." She said as
she got up and patted the middle where she wanted him to lay. "Now for what I
am about to show you, I’m sure you’re going to be naughty like before, so hands
up over your head." She said, smiling at Roger’s quick compliance. "We can’t
have you kicking again, so spread’em. Hold still, or the preview’s off." She
said as she climbed all over him to fasten his hands above his head and his
feet to the corners of the bed with new leather cuffs on chains.
Marnie’s warm legs and the smell of the new leather had Roger’s cock twitching
up to full salute. Marnie sat straddling his stomach, and took the satiny robe
and spread it around her. Then she reached back and rubbed his cock under the
robe, sending, otherwise knee buckling, pleasurable sensations to Roger’s
midsection. Then she did a slow, sensuous tease of removing her robe, to
reveal the black bra and panty set. Roger was getting so excited that Marnie’s
arousal was steeping.
She removed the panties and backed up to Roger’s face, straddling his chest.
"Show me that you love me, before I show you one of your surprises." She said
as she backed her cunt up to his eager lips.
Marnie held his balls with her fingers of her right hand, hooking her thumb
around the base of his cock. As he kissed, sucked, licked, and nuzzled her
nether area, she kissed him up and down his cock and around his balls. After
she came in a pleasurable orgasm, she took a ball in her mouth and sucked on it
as she rolled her tongue around it. This caused Roger to buck against his
bonds, so she switched and repeated it with the other one. She sensed that she
would be able to tolerate his cock in her at this point so she moved herself
around facing him, and watched him for a moment as he tried to catch his breath
and blink the sweat out of his eyes.
Marnie lowered herself gingerly down onto his cock and sat there momentarily,
relieved that she had recovered enough to go this far with him without pain. As
she pulled her rear up so that Roger’s cock was just barely in at the tip, he
took in a big breath and held it, until she lowered herself down slowly and
steadily again. Roger let out his breath in a loud uncontrollable torrent as
she sunk him deep into her. Roger tried to buck up into her to increase the
motion. Marnie couldn’t afford to have any motion she didn’t have complete
control over with him inside her, so she placed her palms down on his upper
thighs to control his efforts.
Roger’s head was flailing from side to side. Marnie had never seen him agonize
toward having his orgasm as much as he was right then. She felt him stiffen,
have some telltale lurches, and just before he was about to explode, she
reached back and quickly removed her bra. Roger’s eyes went wide like two eggs
sunny side up, at the sight of her pierced nipples. Then they closed tightly,
as he shot the first of several spewings deep inside of her.
Before he cruised to the end of his reverie, Marnie was off of him, putting her
robe back on. She let his feet free. She pondered the advisability of letting
his hands free. Then she decided to loosen the chain so he could bring his
arms down somewhat but not enough to feel her breasts, in case he decided to go
exploring on her in the night.
Not quite being sure of what he saw, Roger asked, "Could you open that robe of
yours again for a second?"
"Now, now, time for naughty boys to get some shuteye." She said, rolling him
over on his side so she could spoon him from the rear, playing with his
nipples, thinking, "They would have to make pretty small rings to fit on these
babies."
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