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						 WAITING


    Lisa put her novel down and sighed. She ran a hand through her
long blonde hair and glanced yet again at the clock on her apartment
wall. Surely it must be later than 7PM?  More than an hour until Jake
returned from his trip. Had it only been a week since he had left? It
seemed like an eternity, but Lisa supposed that was only due to the
incredibly stupid bet she had made with him.


     They were on the phone, the night after he had left. Jake's
parents lived in the rolling hills of far-off Virginia, so they had
waited until late when the phone rates were lower.

    "I miss you already," Lisa had said truthfully. "Usually about now
we're getting into bed." Her thoughts drifted to the last time they
had made love. Jake gave a mischievous little laugh.

    "Yes," he said. "I bet I know what you are missing!"

     Lisa was a little incensed. "Is that all you men think about?"

    "Oh, so you don't miss sex?" He chuckled again. Lisa was getting
annoyed.

    "Sex is not that important," she said. "It's you I miss. Sex I can
do without."

     Jake immediately pounced. He was always more daring and outspoken
when it came to sexual matters, always eager to try something new or
different. "Oh, really? So I suppose you're not going to be 'taking
care' of yourself while I'm here?"  Lisa was ready for this, however.
"If you mean masturbation I'm sure you do it much more than me!" In
reality she didn't know how often and when he might do it, but she
suspected someone with his sexual appetite would get himself off more
than her own three or four times a week.

    "Well, I'm not the one who says they don't need it," he responded.
Lisa frowned, glad Jake couldn't see her expression. He had her
trapped. "Now maybe you want to prove to me that you don't need to
cum. If you're right I will apologize humbly."

     Lisa thought about this. It sounded like another of her
boyfriend's erotic games. Well, two could play at this. But first she
had to know the rules. "What do you want me to do?"

     "No, no," he replied. "Its what I *don't* want you to do. I want
you to go without a single orgasm until I get back in a week's time."
She thought she could almost see his mischievous smile. Well, he was
in for a little surprise.

     "Hmm. If I agree to those terms, and do it, I'm afraid a simple
apology is not going to be enough."

     Now it was Jake who sounded trapped. "What do you mean?"

     "If I do it, you have to do something for me."

     "What's that?" He sounded a little cautious. Good!

     "Whatever I ask! You have to please me and go along with
*anything* I want. You're mine for one day. No work, no anything
except me." She giggled into the phone. Take that!

      He seemed to think in silence for a few moments. "Alright, I
agree.  Is it a deal?"

      Lisa hesitated for a moment. "Let me get this straight. All I
have to do is go a week without an orgasm and you become my slave for
a whole day?"

      "Yes. And of course if you fail you become *my* slave." He
sounded confident again.  Lisa loved Jake, but sometimes he could be
too sure of himself, almost arrogant. The thought of him being her
slave was delicious. She shrugged off all hesitation. "I agree.  You'd
better practice crawling on your knees and calling me mistress." She
laughed.

      "I don't think I'll have to worry," he replied. "Oh, and I hope
you're above lying."

      "I won't lie!" Lisa was indignant. "It would be pathetic to do
that. Besides, why would I need to?"

      "I have your word?"

      "Sure."

       The converation moved on to other things, but before they hung
up Jake reminded her one more time. Lisa grinned. Seeing him fulfill
her every wish for a day would be so sweet!


      The next morning she awoke to an empty bed. It was different,
she and Jake had not been apart much since they had met in University
seven years earlier. They both had good jobs, she as an executive
assistant at a consulting firm, he as an intern with Johnson & Powell,
downtown attorneys. They usually took their vacation time together,
but this year Jake's family had announced an impromptu reunion on
short notice. Jake's father was ailing, and he wanted to spend some
time with him and the relatives. Lisa couldn't arrange to go, so here
she was, alone with the sun streaming through the window on Sunday
morning.

     Usually Sunday morning was a relaxing time, when they could lie
in bed, cuddle, make love, and doze until noon. Jake seemed to like
sex in the morning. Lisa found herself imagining his arms around her
and his mouth gently kissing her lips and then moving slowly down her
body...

     Whoa! Lisa blinked and banished those thoughts as she realized
she was getting rather horny. Her nipples had perked up and she had
been unconsciously grazing them with the tips of her fingers.
"Remember the deal," She smiled to herself. "There will be plenty of
time next weekend for fantasies. Only I'll have the power to make them
all come true!" She slipped out of bed and went to shower and get
breakfast.


    Her day was uneventful, boring. She did some things around the
apartment, went to her favorite cafe for lunch, jogged through the
park in the afternoon, and spent the evening at her friend Jennifer's
place. She called Jake at 10, after watching a few sitcoms and sorting
some papers for the office. They talked for awhile about his relatives
before he shifted the conversation.

   "So how is it going?" he inquired in a tone which left no question
as to what he meant by '"it".

   Lisa laughed. "Soon you will be mine to do with as I please."

   "Don't count on it," He replied. "Wait a few days."


   It was on Tuesday when she first began to have problems. She was
lying in bed and couldn't get to sleep. Jake had not called, she
supposed he was off getting drunk with his more rambunctious uncles
and cousins. Lisa had been tense all day, and couldn't seem to relax.
She had no doubt what was wrong: it had been three days now with not a
single orgasm. Usually she either made love to Jake or pleased herself
at least once in three days.  Her body wasn't used to nothing at all.
Her breasts felt achy and even now she could feel her hard nipples
rubbing against her silk pajamas. She was lying on her back and was
wishing Jake was here next to her, or preferably on top of her!

  She moved her hands to her chest and impatienty flattened her
nipples as if to tell them to behave. She had always liked her
breasts, which were large, firm yet very soft, and sensitive. Jake
seemed to like them too - he would spend a great deal of time in bed
giving them attention, caressing, fondling and squeezing with his
expert hands before lowering his mouth to them to kiss, lick and
sometimes even bite gently. As these thoughts began to flow through
her mind, her fingertips began to gently imitate Jake's actions,
pinching and rubbing her large nipples. Lisa began to get very turned
on. As she teased herself her breath came faster and her legs began to
drift apart. Her clit began to tingle, demanding attention.  Abruptly,
she realized what was happening and pulled her hands away. What was
she doing? She scolded herself. How could she let herself slip this
way, after only three days?

   She turned on her side and jammed her hand under her pillow. Though
she was excited and frustrated she tried to put sexual thoughts out of
her mind and go to sleep.

   There was no way Jake was going to win this thing.


   After a fitful night's sleep Wednesday dawned grey and raining.
Lisa slipped out of her PJs and went to the bathroom. She waited naked
while the water warmed for her shower.  When it was steaming she
stepped in and sighed as the water cascaded over her body. This was
nice. She soaped her body with the luxurious bubbles, impatiently
stopping herself when she realized she was paying a bit more attention
than was wise to her breasts and pussy. When she was covered in suds
she glanced at the showerhead. It was a removable one with various
settings, from hard needle spray to gentle pulsation. She had used it
in the past to achieve wonderful orgasms, the warm jets of water
massaging her clit until she exploded with pleasure. She hesistated,
then reached up and removed it.

   She turned the setting to pulse and began to rinse the soap off her
creamy skin. She paused when the squirting jets reached her breasts,
and concentrated the flow there for a few moments. God that felt nice!
Her big pink areolae began to tighten and her nipples rose into hard
little bumps. Lisa sighed and her eyelids slowly closed. Her clit
began to tingle again, and she lowered the spray over her shapely
stomach and down to her eager pussy.  As the steamy water began to
massage her labia and clitoris lust surged through her. She moaned in
pleasure. She wanted to leave the spray there, it wouldn't take
long...

    No! She couldn't do this!

    Shaking, she replaced the showerhead and quickly washed her hair.
She grabbed a towel and stepped out to dry off, her knees still
weakened by desire. She was angry at herself for almost giving in to
the temptation. From now on the showerhead would stay in its holder.


    Wednesday night Denise and Susan, two friends from work, came over
to Lisa's apartment and they spent the evening working on paperwork
and chatting.  Lisa was grateful that she had something to occupy
herself with and take her mind off her body's desires.  Another
benefit was that by the time the two of them left, she was so
exhausted that getting to sleep was no problem. She switched the phone
to voice-mail before going to bed, she didn't much feel like talking
to Jake anyway.

     As soon as her head hit the pillow Lisa knew she would sleep well
this night.  Tommorrow was Thursday, and that meant only two days
stood between her and Saturday night, when Jake would return and
become her slave. "This isn't so bad after all," she said to herself.


     Thursday morning she awoke and took a very brief shower, then
walked naked to the full length mirror in the bedroom. She gazed at
herself and tried to tell if she was really gorgeous, as Jake often
said. She was five feet seven inches tall, with long blonde hair and
deep emerald eyes. Her tiny nose was set above a pair of very full,
pouty lips and small chin. She thought she was pretty, but wondered if
men really found her beautiful. She looked down a bit at her large
breasts with their pink nipples. Now there was something she was sure
men liked! She giggled and turned to the side. Her waist was slim and
her stomach toned from her many visits to the building health club at
work.  She had long, shapely legs and rather small, arched feet.
Between her legs lay a small triangle of blonde hair, hiding her sex.

    Lisa had no idea why she was paying this much attention to
herself, but she turned her back on the mirror to get a view of her
ass, which was small and tight.  She went up on tiptoe and watched the
muscles contract.

    Suddenly she glanced at the clock. 8:15! She was going to have to
hurry. She turned away from the mirror and went to do her makeup,
surprised to see her nipples were hard again. She sighed. Her body was
giving her hints. She still felt very tense and uneasy, even worse
than the day before. It had now been five days without an orgasm,
longer than any time since she was fifteen. Jake always joked that
blondes had a high sex drive, and Lisa now began to suspect that he
was right. She noticed her hands shaking slightly as she applied
powder and blush. How unusual. Her clit was buzzing annoyingly, it
almost felt like an itch. She ignored it and went to get dressed.

    She picked a very sexy lace bra and panties set, one that she
usually wore only on special occasions. She loved the feel of lace, so
delicate and sensual.  She let her hand roam over her breast, feeling
the cool material rub against her still-hard nipple. Enough of that!
She decided to wear thigh-high stockings and a pretty white blouse.
To complete the ensemble she chose a black skirt. After slipping it on
she frowned - it was a bit too short for the office. She glanced at
the clock again and shrugged. No one would care, she supposed, and it
was late.

    Lisa eyed a pair of fashionable sandals, but at the last moment
slipped her feet into a pair of black high-heeled pumps instead. She
walked back to the mirror and examined her appearance. She hoped she
looked ok...there really was no time to make changes.  Collecting her
purse and business attache she glanced around and left for work.


    That day at work was difficult. First of all she couldn't
concentrate as well as usual. She found herself asking her boss to
repeat things as her mind wandered into various fantasies.  She
imagined humiliating Jake that weekend, how she would get back at him
for this torture. But gradually her thoughs shifted to making love to
him, and finally to just having an orgasm any way possible. She
thought of sneaking to the ladies' room and locking herself in one of
the stalls. Then slipping her hand inside her panties and rubbing and
touching the right spots until she finally got some relief. She could
put one leg up on the paper dispenser for better access to her pussy.
It would have to be done quietly, but Lisa had experience doing this
at her dorm during university. She could usually keep her orgasmic
noises to a low moan or two. She also imagined going to the health
club at lunchtime, working out and then slipping into the shower room
and pulling the curtain. Then she could make up for the very quick
dunk she had taken that morning with a long hot shower and some
much-needed self-pleasure.

    In reality, she did neither. She avoided the club at lunch, and
when in the ladies room she was on guard against any unnecessary
caresses and touches. She managed to get most of her work done despite
her achy nipples and tense, unfulfilled body.

    She also noticed she was flirting with the men in the office, and
caught herself walking with an exaggerated swaying of the hips several
times. The guys seemed to notice her outfit as well, she saw them
staring throughout the day. She was angry at her lapse of judgement
that morning. Was it a case of her body sending her more urgent
requests for sex?


     That night Jake called early. It was 7 O'clock and Lisa was still
finishing up loose ends from the day's business, glad for the
opportunity to take her mind off other things.

     "How's everything?" he asked immediately. "Do you have anything
to tell me?"

      Lisa's anger flared. "No! I'm doing fine."

      "Oh really?" He sounded as if he was doubting her. "No problems
at all with that hot, sexy body of yours?" He laughed.

      "No," she lied. "You shouldn't have made the bet. I'm going to
make you regret it!

      "We'll see, honey. You still have until Saturday night to slip
up and cum."

       Lisa changed the subject by asking about Jake's relatives and
how he was enjoying the get-together. In reality she had no real
desire to talk to him. She was frustrated and irritable, and angry
with him for tricking her into agreeing to this stupid bargain.

       When she hung up the phone she decided she needed to relax. She
went to the bathroom and began to fill the tub. She undressed and
added some of the rich, aromatic bubblebath Jake had given her for her
last birthday. When the tub was filled she tested it with her toes and
then sunk into the hot steamy water. Yes! This is what she needed.
Lisa felt tension flow out of her muscles as the warmth penetrated
her. She gently soaped herself up and lay back.

      After a few minutes she began to feel very sexy. Usually she
would have two or three orgasms in the tub, and it was only natural
for her body to expect it now, but she had to refuse it. She sighed
softly. She was a sexy blonde with a great body, in a tub full of
luxurious bubbles, yet she couldnt touch herself. Well, she corrected,
she could touch but she wasn't allowed to cum. She placed her hands on
her large, slippery breasts and began to squeeze and fondle them. Any
man would kill for a chance to be able to do this, she thought with a
smile. Her nipples were hard and soapy. She raised one leg out of the
water and admired it, pointing her toes. She placed her heel on the
rim of the bathtub. Her clit was demanding attention, so she slid one
hand off her breast and rested it on her pussy.

      This was dangerous, she knew, but she thought if she just
touched a bit and then stopped it would be okay. Her fingers found her
love-button and she stroked it gently for the first time in five days.
She was shocked at her response. She was more than halfway to orgasm
already. Her back arched as she continued to rub in rhythmic circles
around her clit and inner lips. She felt weak and incredibly aroused.
Her eyes were drifting closed but she forced them open. Slowly she
stopped her hand. If she went much further she would be past the point
of no return. She needed to switch to something else to avoid an
orgasm.  Reluctantly, she moved her fingers off her clit and down to
her vaginal opening. She slid one and then two fingers into her wet,
slippery hole. She moaned with pleasure. It felt just enough like sex
to be teasing without being satisfying. She opened her legs farther by
hanging her foot over the side of the tub. Water and suds dripped onto
the floor from her toes, but she didn't care.

     With one hand she pinched and pulled at her nipple while her
other hand worked into her pussy, in and out. Her sex-deprived body
was incredibly horny. Slowly, almost against her will her hand slid
once more to her clit, she felt helpless to stop herself. "Oh my God I
need it!" she thought.

     Just then the phone rang. The loud beeping shocked her
lust-clouded mind back into focus. Fuck, she had almost blown it!! She
used the phone's insistent ringing as a convenient excuse to climb out
of the bath and out of danger. She grabbed a towel and made it to the
phone to find it was Denise, calling to clarify a few things for her
boss's presentation the next morning. By the time they had finished
their conversation Lisa was back in control. She was angry with
herself for allowing the bath to get out of hand. She donned a satin
teddy and decided to retire early.

      Getting to sleep was a problem with her irritated clit, but she
managed to keep her hands away and eventually she drifted off. She
dreamed of making love to Jake and awoke just as horny the next
morning.


      It was Friday, and the horrible ordeal was almost over. Only a
day and a half left. Lisa was on a sort of cruise control as she
dressed and drove to work. She went through the motions all day,
unable to really focus her mind on any of the multitude of tasks she
was assigned. Mr. Renford, her boss, even asked her if she was feeling
ok because she looked "peaked". She laughed and assured him nothing
was wrong.

      Nothing that a good four or five orgasms couldn't fix, anyway!
She had never imagined that going a week without one would be this
difficult. Her body was practically begging her to break her promise
to Jake and give it what it wanted.

       After work Lisa went home. She changed from her work clothes to
a sweater and jeans and sunk into the sofa. She checked her voice mail
and found Jake had left a message: he wasn't going to be able to call
that night, but he would be arriving back in the city at eight PM
Saturday. There was no need for her to meet him, he already had
arranged a ride to their apartment from the airport. He loved her and
looked forward to learning the outcome of their little game. He wished
her luck.

	That jerk! He had no idea what it was like for her! She
fidgeted with the remote and attempted to lose herself in the TV
screen. Her clit was tingling again and she could feel the wetness of
her panties. Her thoughts were full of naughty images and ideas. She
tried to push them out, telling herself she was being silly. She was a
grown woman, not a hormone- filled teenage girl. She should be able to
deny herself without this much trouble. What was wrong with her?
People didn't need sex like they did food and water. She wasn't going
to die if she didn't cum in a week. Hell, two weeks should be no
problem.

	 Lisa laughed. Yeah, right. The idea of waiting another week
was totally ridiculous.  There was no way she could hold out one day
past Saturday. But she didn't have to, did she? As soon as Jake got
home he would screw her brains out. He'd better, anyway, if he knew
what was good for him! Plus, she would get the added pleasure of
making him her slave on Sunday, and she already had plans for that
day.

	 She spread her legs apart and undid her jeans. She slipped a
hand into her panties and felt the moisture gathering there. She
should change them, but a fresh pair would get just as wet in moments.
As she examined herself her fingertips brushed her clit and she caught
her breath. It was so sensitive! Little electric tingles seemed to
radiate outward from it. Her fingers rested against it and pressed
gently. Slowly she began to rub. It felt fantastic, and she moaned.
Quickly she pulled her hand out of there and buttoned her pants.  She
knew she couldn't jeopardize her plans by giving in, but she had never
denied herself for anywhere near this long. She crossed her legs to
decrease temptation and tried to lose herself in a movie. The love
scenes made her breasts ache to be touched.

	 It was Friday and only 9 o'clock, but Lisa decided to go to
sleep. She knew Susan or Denise might want to go dancing or to a
comedy club, but she just didn't feel up to it and didn't call them.

	 The only thing she wanted was for Saturday night to arrive,
as quickly as possible.


	 She awoke with a start from a fantastic erotic dream. Jake
had been there with her, under the covers and slowly eating her pussy.
She had writhed in pleasure, moaning and twisting as his expert tongue
licked and teased. Just as she was sure she would climax her eyes shot
open and she was alone in the dark, sweaty and hot and frustrated. The
red digits on her alarm radio informed her it was 3:37 AM.

	 Her nipples were rock-hard, so she rubbed them a bit and
sighed.  The night wasn't over yet. Still four hours until dawn, and
she didn't much feel like sleeping. Lisa knew it was dangerous to
tease herself in the condition she was in, but she couldn't resist.
She gently cupped her breasts and rubbed her palms against her
nipples. The lace camisole she wore brushed her areolae, causing them
to tighten even further. Under the sheets, her legs moved apart. A wet
spot was growing on sexy white panties.

	 Lisa paused. She didn't want to accidentally climax, so she
decided she would only play with her breasts, and keep her hands away
from anywhere else. She pinched her nipples, twisting gently and then
flicking them with her fingertips. She moaned softly. This was too
much...she was so hot, damn it her body needed to cum! Her hand slowly
crept downward. She stopped at her stomach for a moment, but her
nipples were sending electric pulses of desire to her clit. Her hand
continued its journey. Her legs were now far apart and her toes
touched the bed as her hand arrived at her soaked pussy. She bit her
lip in resistance, mustering her self-control. Her fingertips ran
through her blonde pubic hair and reacher her swollen clit. She had to
stop this.

	She pulled her hand away and moved the left one off her
breast.  She clenched her fists and tried to think of something,
anything but her desire. It was no use, within moments her fingers
were resting against her soft breasts again, kneading and squeezing
the sensitve orbs of soft female flesh. She knew if she stayed in the
bed she would cum. Desperately, she swung her legs off and put her
feet on the floor. She rose unsteadily and went to the kitchen. She
was so tense, so aroused. She started coffee and sat at the table.
This was absolutely the hardest thing she had ever done.

       Lisa was angry, full of tension, and completely horny. But now
that she was out of bed she found she could control herself at least a
little while longer. She tossed her blonde hair and spat a curse at
Jake. Wait until I get him!!


       Saturday morning! Lisa felt tired after the few short hours of
sleep she had managed during the night, but that was ok. If she was
tired maybe she wouldn't be so tempted to reach down there between her
legs, slide her hand under the lacy band of her panties, part her
pink, wet lips and...

       "Stop it!" she snapped at herself. Why did every thought seem
to turn to her sex- starved body?

       Methodically, she showered and dressed. She wore a black mini,
black silk bra and panties, and her sexiest heels. She wanted to look
really good when Jake came home.

       The day passed uneventfully. Lisa managed to keep her hands off
herself and her mind off sex. She ordered Chinese food, watched
television, and called a few friends. By late afternoon she was so
tense, however, that she paced the floor of the apartment, waiting for
her soon-to-be-enslaved boyfriend to walk through the door.


      And now it was 7PM, her wait almost over. She had been trying to
read a junky sci-fi novel, but she gave up and tossed it on the coffee
table. Why wasn't he here yet? She was going crazy. A week without an
orgasm! Her body had not been designed for abstinence.  She was
incredibly horny.

      Lisa squirmed in the soft chair, trying in vain to get
comfortable.  Her panties were drenched and her face was flushed. Her
breasts felt heavy and sore, and her pussy was hotter than she could
ever remember it being. Her hands wanted to drift down there, but she
held back. Soon this would be over!


     She had one leg over the arm of her chair, shoe dangling from her
toes. Her skirt was pulled up and her hand was slowly pressing on her
pussy. She needed to wait, but she felt like she would explode if she
didn't orgasm soon. Seven o'clock seemed like an eternity ago, where
was Jake? Her fingers slipped into her panties and to her hot cleft.
It had been so long, so very long. She rubbed against her clit and
slid one finger down and inside her wet vagina. Her body tensed as she
entered, and she let out a long sigh which turned into a moan. She had
had enough, there was no way her sexy pussy could wait any longer. Her
hand was soaked from the juices flowing down there after the weeklong
cum-fast. To Hell with Jake and his stupid bet. She began to stroke
herself, felt the first of no doubt many incredibly intense orgasms
begin to build.

     A car pulled up at the house.

     Lisa pulled her dress down quickly. He was here, thank fuck! She
had to hurry.

     Rising on unteady legs Lisa walked to the bedroom. She had
purchased a little surprise Friday, one which she now retrieved. She
was very weak in the knees, but managed to get back to the living room
just as keys jangled in the door lock. She hoped she looked okay, with
her rock-hard nipples poking through her blouse, flushed face and hair
that had been completely messed in the throes of passion.

     The door opened and Jake walked in, a look of smug satisfaction
on his handsome face.  Although Lisa's body wanted to be flat on its
back, she forced herself to remain standing and smile. She held up her
little surprise.

     Jake's expression changed from self-assured grin to bewilderment
and finally shock as he recognized both Lisa's unfulfilled state and
the object she held in her hand.

     "Welcome back, honey," Lisa said happily, still holding the
studded collar and leash.

     "I've been waiting for you!"




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