Under Everyday Clothes - Sex Stories

Under Everyday Clothes

... I faltered and mumbled the rest. "I was thinking it would be more for maybe playing in the car, or slipping away together...."

"Well, we're slipped away together now." Siobhan smiled indulgently.

Now that she was satisfied I wasn't hurt, or suffering someunintended consequence she didn't know about, all the doubt was gone from her face, and she was back to full teasing again.

"Aww, sweetie, was it really that bad?" she asked, stepping forward to stroke my chin, and pinch my ass through my clothes. "It's just an itty-bitty baby plug, and I was only using the second setting. You can take that, can't you?"

"She could tell something was happening," I said, embracing the whining that I could feel entering my voice. Siobhan was the one taking the lead today, so I didn't have to be quite as diligent about being sensible and in control as I would if it were my turn.

"You couldn't hold the feelings in all the way?" Siobhan asked, still groping my ass.

I shook my head.

"And you didn't like that?" she went on. "It didn't make you just a teeny little bit excited, having to lie to her, wondering if you might get caught?"

I started to shake my head again, but that wouldn't have been entirely honest, so I said, "She's your mom. What she knows... it could matter."

"So, what you're telling me is that youdon't want me to be ruthlessly teasing and distracting you with that thing all night long, all through dinner and charades and water polo and the latest updates ...

... on how so-and-so is enjoying retirement?" Siobhan asked, keeping one hand on my ass, and reaching the other one down to my crotch, expertly finding the downward-bent head of my cock, which had still not quite calmed down.

I nodded. "That's what I'm telling you."

"I see." Siobhan shrugged thoughtfully. "Then maybe I should just get it all out of my system at once. What do you think?"

Laughter echoed up through the floor and in through the window that faced the back yard, the party continuing not too far away.

Was there a chance of them hearing us too? How soon would someone come looking? My stomach fluttered at the possibilities.

Siobhan reached back into her purse and pulled out one of my favorite things in the world: a fluffy pink collar with a thick buckle.

The collar only came out when one of our soft, casual little power games was about to get less casual for a while. When one of us chose to wear that collar, it meant we fully belonged to the other one.

"I promise," said Siobhan, "when we're done, I'll leave the plug off all night. Well, at least until we leave."

I thought for a moment, and Siobhan sighed.

"Or you could always just take it out," she said. "If you'rethat scared."

I guess I must not have been, because that last option didn't appeal at all.

"Can we lock the door?" I asked.

Siobhan sighed. "Fine. If you insist."

She turned the little latch in the knob of the bedroom door and reached up to place the collar around my ...