Beth and Reid - Chapter Four - Sex Stories

Beth and Reid - Chapter Four

‘They jumped into the pool as soon as we got there,’ Beth called out, the sound of keys crashing onto the kitchen counter echoing in the now empty house. ‘Babe?’ Beth heard no reply and made her way up the hall. She heard the sound of running water and smiled, deciding to finish packing while Reid finished his shower. After dropping off the kids who were having a sleepover at her mum and dad’s, Beth was excited as she had been looking forward to this weekend for ages as it was the first time her and Reid would have a weekend alone together in almost a year. It was Reid’s annual Real Estate Agents Gala Dinner, where all the big-wigs of city real estate rubbed shoulders and pretended to be humble about the amount of commissions they had made over the year. With all expenses paid for the weekend by Reid’s firm at a coastal resort, Beth was looking forward to free cocktails, a buffet dinner and a sleep in… amongst other things. While Reid was occupied in the shower, Beth surreptitiously reached into the space above the wardrobe and took down an embossed wooden box with brass clasps. Opening the box, Beth smiled with anticipation and felt a tingle run down her spine. Many of the objects inside were new purchases that she had been advised on buying by her good friend - and now submissive co-conspirator - Ally. They had met for coffee again last week as Ally wanted to know how she and Reid were travelling with their BDSM adventures. ‘Has he whipped you yet?’ she had asked with a ...

... wicked glint in her eye. ‘No, no whips. I’m not sure if I would like that?’ Beth replied, becoming more and more comfortable talking to her best friend about it, now that she knew there was no judgement. Ally shrugged, ‘You never know until you try,’ she sipped her coffee, ‘I bet you never thought you would like being choked either, but hey, look at you now!’ she grinned. ‘Shhh!’ Beth hushed, as a waitress came over and placed their order on the table before them. ‘So what toys are you taking on your dirty weekend?’ Ally probed, ignoring her friend’s shushing and digging into a large slice of coffee cake. Beth inwardly frowned at her long time bestie as the woman seemed to be able to put any kind of food in her body and it never showed on the outside. That didn’t stop Beth from digging her own fork into the slice as well. ‘It’s not a dirty weekend, it’s a boring Real Estate dinner. I’ll have to make small talk to all of Reid’s work colleagues and pretend I’m interested in whether it’s a buyers or sellers’ market, blah, blah, blah,’ the last few ‘blahs’ were muffled around a mouthful of cake. ‘Bullshit,’ Ally countered, ‘hotel sex is always better than home sex and you two have a whole repertoire of things you haven’t tried yet, so all I can say is thank God for hotel insulation!’ she smiled as another forkful of cake disappeared never to be seen again. ‘You didn’t answer my question though, what toys are you taking?’ she pressed. ‘Mr Buzzy, obviously,’ Beth replied without shame ...