Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes - Sex Stories

Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes

... went downstairs to make some toast, made a few phone calls, and then called Faith down. She peeked around the corner, first, and then finally stepped out. To my surprise, she was wearing only jeans, without a top. I hadn’t actually made it an order, just suggested that I might. “Yes master?” she said. Her eyes weren’t on me, but rather on the window, and I realized why she’d peeked out first. From the position she was standing in, nobody could see her. Nobody could see her if she was where I was either, but they could if they were on the sidewalk outside and happened to look in. Of course, it was bright outside, and relatively dark inside, so the chances were slim, even then. So I decided I’d push against her boundaries a little more. “Come closer,” I said. It took her a second, but she slowly approached. “I like,” I said, and gently cupped her breast, and then kissed her neck. She lolled her head back to permit me. I guess it was a little risky, but I did keep my eye out the window. After my lips left her skin, I said, “I know I shaved this morning. Did you?” She nodded. “I’m not sure I really needed it though.” I undid the front button of her jeans and slid underneath her panties. It felt smooth all right. While I was in the neighborhood, I groped her pussy lightly, and sent two fingers deep inside, then pulled up, making her step on her tiptoes. “Good,” I said. “Now, about your wardrobe…” “Uh huh?” She seemed distracted, but that might have been because I was still ...

... stroking her now wet pussy. “You did good, but I think I’ll give you a few more choices, for variety. How about this? During the day when we’re home alone, you may either wear jeans or panties and no shirt or bra, or any outfit that has a skirt, as long as there are no panties. And of course, full nudity is always an option. Easy access is the name of the game.” “Yes, master.” “Good. But for now, we’re going out, so you can’t wear that, go get ready.” “Where are we going?” “Well, as much as I like having you all to myself, Christmas is coming up, and I haven’t done all my shopping yet. I’m going to need some extra cash. Luckily, Mikey’s been saving up.” I’d checked ahead. My aunt and uncle were both gone, expected to be out the whole day. When I offered Mikey the chance to rent my s****r for a few minutes, he jumped at the chance. I think she might be the only one he’s ever slept with, and he’s always had a bit of a crush on her. While she was my slave, he got to indulge his fantasy, but with the bitter aftertaste of knowing she belonged to me. I could see him practically salivating when we arrived. He met us at the door before I could even ring the bell. We didn’t go do anything right away, just took off our coat and boots and grabbed a drink. I raided the pantry since I was probably going to be watching more than doing anything, and I might as well munch on something while I’m doing it. I picked up a bag of pretzels. “So, you want to go downstairs or what?” Mikey asked. He’d been ...