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“Helena?”
“She’s been telling you about my meetings with Alex.”
“How would she know?”
“It’s very possible. She has my schedule, my private number, access to my secretary, and the other day I saw her downtown. I thought she was at her doctor’s appointment.”
Reggie chuckled. “Your intuition serves you well.”
“It is her, that conniving little bitch!” Her green eyes flashed at him angrily. “And you! You’ve used her to torment me. Talk about honesty!”
Ignoring her rant, he zeroed in on her breasts again.
“Stop that!” she barked.
“No, you stop that!” His eyes were suddenly razor sharp. He smacked her ass hard with the palm of his hand. “So you found out, so punish her, but don’t stop making love to me.” He didn’t let her speak another word, covering her mouth with kisses. After she had calmed, he returned to her breasts and ravaged them with tongue and teeth and lips. He went on to her torso, moving downward to her cunt, until he had her cumming in sharp, sudden spasms, her surprising revelation all but forgotten.
Languishing after sex and before sleep, Jocelyn’s mind began working hard again, remembering her intuitive flash, and Helena. She had the sudden desire to stand over the bitch in full leather regalia and wreak one nasty revenge.
“You say I can punish her?” she asked him, as she put the pieces of her revenge in place.
“Any way you want,” he answered from a sleepy fog. She smiled to herself as she was drifting off herself, though Reggie’s one last comment turned her scheme in a slightly different direction. “As long as I watch.”
“Is that necessary?” she asked.
“Yes.” He was groggy, but the ‘yes’ was loud and clear.
Chapter Fourteen
“You’re going to frighten me looking like that,” Alex said.
Jocelyn was at the window in her bedroom adjusting the garter on the black corset, the lace stockings in place at last. A black lycra skirt fit snugly over her hips, defining her bottom and every curve. The cream colored blouse drooped low in front, showing the full cleavage the corset created. The black showed distinctly through the creamy fabric, testifying to the darker woman underneath the otherwise subdued attire.
“This frightening you?” Jocelyn asked innocently.
“Severe is a good word,” Alex retorted.
“Severe is a good look for my purposes,” Jocelyn said. “I only wear this outfit when I want to take control.”
“And the hair,” Alex went on, noting Jocelyn’s curls were swept up atop her head in a neat configuration that tamed them fashionably, in keeping with the persona she was donning. “Reggie ever seen you like this?”
“Yes. And he likes to undo it all and screw me, usually in some compromising place like an elevator or deserted hallway.”
Alex smiled, thinking of the picture that scenario created in her mind. “Makes him think he’s still in charge.”
“Oh, but he is,” Jocelyn assured her. “I couldn’t stand him being some weak kneed little pup. Though there are lots of men in my company I’d like to take over my knee and spank.”
“Maybe you should make that a practice,” Alex joked.
“Would be fun, wouldn’t it?”
“I can already see your mind working.”
“Actually, I need to concentrate on just one bratty bitch, right now. I’ll think about submissive men later.”
“Makes me nervous,” Alex said, feeling genuinely jittery looking at her lover’s amazing transformation.
“I’ll get you later,” the redhead smirked. “Right now we need to get downstairs.”
