The Performance Ch. 09: The Exchange - Sex Stories

The Performance Ch. 09: The Exchange

... into his eyes said breathlessly, "Well...I will admit that you are quite the kisser but that was still a very ungentlemanly thing to do Mr. Sinclair. Now, I am afraid that that is all you are going to get. Too bad for you. And maybe for me, too. Perhaps if you had been a little less impetuous, a little more patient, and conducted yourself with more decorum, I may have been inclined to satisfy, to at least some degree, your curiosity and desire. But now it appears that you cannot be trusted, so you will just have to keep imagining what it would have been like to further sample these goods."

He stood looking at her slack-jawed and breathless. His eyes drifted back and forth from the engorged nipples that strained against her dress, and then back to her face. His fully erect cock was straining against his trousers and he could feel himself starting to leak into his underpants, so aroused was he by the intense passionate interlude that had passed between them.

"Oh, come on. Don't be like that. It was just a harmless kiss. I apologize for my audacity but I can think of nothing else when I'm around you. Admit it though. You liked it too. So much so, that I bet you aren't even going to tell your husband about what just happened between us, are you?" he said smugly. "Certainly not the whole truth. You kissed me back knowing full well the effect it was having on me."

"I absolutely am going to tell him, Jason. Every detail. No question about it. As I said, we tell each other ...

... everything. He is a very loving and trusting man who adores me and would do anything in his power to make me happy. As I would for him. Perhaps he would have even allowed me the mythical and elusive Free Pass had I requested it, and we could have shared much more than a stolen kiss and an adolescent grope. But unfortunately for you, you have ensured that will not happen thanks to your little, undignified display of lechery. You have made your desire to possess me as plain as day from the start, and I must confess, that although you haven't worn down my resistance to any great degree with your compliments and bewitching repartee, you may have somewhat piqued my interest. But now we'll never know where this could have gone, will we?" she replied, while tugging and smoothing her dress back into place, straightening her hair and taking a quick peek at the bulge still so obviously pushing against the zipper of his slacks.

She interrupted him as he opened his mouth to retort, and said icily, "Let's get moving. I have a show to prepare for." And with that, she walked quickly out the door with Jason following closely behind, rebuked as he had never been, tail between his legs.

Forty minutes later she was standing alone in the dressing room of the theatre, having been escorted by a chastised Jason. Cate was sorting out costumes and accessories when her phone dinged. It was Tom saying that he had just arrived back with the makeup case and was getting someone to lead him to where ...