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“You dote over her as a lover. I’ve no reason to be jealous, no right, but I am. I can’t help it.”
“Interesting,” he laughed. He laughed deep and long. “Some things I plan, some just happen.” He shook his head in amazement.
“Well, I’m glad my jealousy is so amusing, at least I’ve given you something to laugh about.” I turned my back on him like a petulant child, aware that I was creating this drama; though I wasn’t about to stop.
“Sophie gushes,” he started. “She’s a vain, impetuous woman and I love to play with her, but I tire of her easily. For all her amorous charms, she’s an uninventive fuck and I gave up common prodding years ago.” He was behind me, turning me around to face him, smiling as he did. Any distance between us had been bridged by his genuine amusement.
“Now, that is more of an explanation than you deserve. Do you feel better?” He sounded like a reassuring parent.
I was embarrassed, embarrassed by my jealousy and even more for allowing my feelings for him to be so obvious. I realized that our game was coming to an end, and I couldn’t let that happen, not yet.
“You know what I want, and I don’t plan to leave until I have it,” I said with renewed arrogance.
My words created exactly what I wanted. The coldness of the master returned. My body heat began to rise, and I knew his was rising with mine. His smile changed to a sneer. “You haven’t paid the price to have what you want, when you do, then, only then, you might get what you want.”
I relished his every word, knowing that our drama would continue. I didn’t even care to think about the path he’d take, I only cared that he still wanted to guide me.
He added one parting comment: “Just remember, Alex, it’s as important that you desire your sexual awakening as much as you seem to desire me.”
“Of course,” I said glibly, wondering why he’d even think to mention that.
Chapter Twenty-four
“Go into the bar, Alex. Sit down and wait, and look your most provocative. Deliberately stare at their crotches or into their eyes. I want them to notice you.” I shuddered at his instructions, just as I shuddered when the drama began again.
It was the afternoon of Sophie’s departure. I was so glad that she was gone that when Reggie dressed me in a simple camisole and skirt I would have agreed to do anything. We sped off in the yellow Porsche, heading toward town. The feeling was glorious, the speed of the sports car feeding my warm pulsing crotch. There were so few times I was alone with Reggie, I could hardly contain my excitement.
Flashing neon greeted me at the door as I entered the bar. A familiar sight to me now, and hardly cause for much concern. There was music, low and jazzy, and dancing on the small polished dance floor, and enough patrons to keep me from standing out. I gazed around at the polished bar and the wooden stools and the lounging men waiting for a woman to strike their fancy. It seemed as good as any place to practice conquering my fears. I was happy to see that the fear that had once gripped me in such circumstances was only a shadow of its former self.
As I swung my ass onto the tall bar stool, my skirt rose up high on my thigh. High enough for my bare crotch to caress the leather seat. To look alluring required a casual easy attitude, bedroom eyes and moistened lips. I licked them as my eyes caught the gaze of a man at the end of the bar. He was tall and lean and a little bit wild looking, rough around the edges. He gave off a confident vibe – not out to prove a thing.
We made eye contact several times, and then I smiled demurely, just before I turned and looked the other way.
Next thing I knew, he was at my back, tapping me on the shoulder.
“Let’s dance,” he said. I smiled demurely as I looked him in the eye, then followed him out to the dance floor.
Several fast dances got me warmed up, then during a slow one he reached around and grabbed my butt, and pushed it into his groin. I murmured a little to let him know I liked that. I liked the f
eel of him, his hands, the smell of this breath, and the earthy scent that reminded me a bit of Gus – though he was not like Gus in any other way.
“I’m Henry,” he finally introduced himself.
“Hi Henry, I’m Alex.”
“So, Alex, how good a time are you looking for tonight?”
I shrugged. “Just wanted to meet a man who intrigues me.” This all seemed very easy. Shivers ran the full length of my body as we touched. And he wasn’t about to stop. We must have danced for at least an hour without stopping, the seduction moving rapidly forward. He started to kiss me, on the lips first then down my neck. My body tingled with want. His cock was rock hard. I could imagine myself screwing him all night. He stroked the sensitive flesh at the base of my ass, and fondled me there, realizing that I wore no panties, just the usual garter belt and nylons Reggie demanded. I sensed the others in the bar watching the slow seduction and I hardly cared. I certainly didn’t flinch, and there wasn’t even a trace of panic attempting to thwart my plans.
Any minute I expected Henry to suggest we leave for elsewhere, though I wasn’t sure this was what Reggie had in mind.
“You fucking slut!” I heard the words first, then the burning in my arm as Reggie pulled me away from Henry’s close embrace. When my blue-eyed master slapped my face, I staggered back free of both men.
“Get your fucking hands off of her!” Henry came to my defense.
Reggie didn’t budge. Though he’d stuffed his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket.
“Get in the car,” he ordered.
