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Was I crazy for wanting things to work out? Was I crazy for wanting to be married to a complete stranger?
Yeah, maybe I was, but it was a challenge and I could feel the challenge adrenaline rushing through my veins. I wanted to make this work because it seemed ludicrous and impossible.
Yea… I was most certainly crazy.
Someone whistled behind me and I spun. Stella stood there with her arms folded over her chest and an eyebrow arched.
“You weren't kidding, that thing is gorgeous, even if it is in a gold band. It actually works. He has good taste.”
“My my, Stella, was that an actual compliment?” I joked and pulled the punching bag down from the hook. Then I moved on to the next one. Stella joined in to give me a hand as she always did before setting up for her class.
“It was, don’t get too used to it. I need to meet him before I give my final judgment and it did not start off looking so well in his favor.”
“That’s fair.” I nodded. “I guess.”
“That’s as fair as he’s going to get. Hekidnappedmy best friend. Don’t think I’m over that shit . He will be paying for that for a long time once I get my hands on him.”
“Hey, back off and get your own husband.” I laughed and she rolled her eyes at me.
We set up the studio for yoga, taking out our mats and waiting for her class. Once everyone showed up, we began our practice, but I was having a hell of a time concentrating. I kept thinking about Raniero and how careful he was being around me. How he was being such a gentleman and trying to get to know me, even though I knew that half the time he was sporting a hard-on for one reason or another. I know he certainly had one in the morning. I had woken up first this time and the blankets had been pulled away from him in the middle of the night, totally not my fault, and it turned out Raniero slept in his boxer briefs. It also turned out that his dick was enormous. If I had to guess, I wouldn’t be surprised to find out if it was 10 or even 11 inches long. He pitched a tent so big that I wondered what it would feel like in my hands, my mouth. There would be no way I could swallow a dick that size, so I would have to use my hands to…
I fell over and no one laughed, but Stella raised an eyebrow at me. I never fell out of a stance. My concentration was always spot on and my form always perfect.
Not today.
I got back into position and immediately my brain was floating back to Raniero’s cock. Could it fit inside me? I mean… it wasn’t just long, it was thick. Could I even stretch enough? How would he feel in my ass? Tommy had been a lot smaller and thinner. Could I handle a dick that size in my ass? Would I like it?
I was wet and wanting by the time class was over and Stella and I had cleaned up the room. I couldn’t focus on anything and Stella knew it, but she didn’t point it out and didn’t ask what was wrong. She knew what was wrong.
Raniero.
We drove home in mostly silence and I let my thoughts wander. Unfortunately, they wandered all the fun Raniero and I might be able to have together, but I was too afraid to approach him about and he was too gentlemanly to force on me.
When we pulled into the driveway, Stella finally spoke.
“You know, I bet you will be able to think a lot clearer if you just get laid.” She said and I was startled, as if she had been reading my thoughts.
“What?”
“You heard me.” She said pointedly and turned in her seat to face me. “You need to get laid. You’ll be able to think a lot better, focus a lot better and your body won’t be so wired. Right now sweety, you chakras are all out of whack and I can almost see all of your muscles coiling. You need to relax and the best way to do that is to get thoroughly, and absolutely fucked. So ask your new husband to throw you a bone. I’m sure he will be more than happy to oblige.”
I glared at her but said nothing. She laughed.
“You know I’m right. Pout all you want, but it’s the truth. And before you worry about the morality behind it, you married him, didn’t you? It hardly matters if you know him or not, you belong to each other if I like it or not. Think of it as asking for a back massage or something. Just… tell him. Okay? You need it.”
“I… guess. Okay…” I said and she smiled again. I reached over across the seat and pulled her into a big hug. “I don’t know what I would do without you.”
“You’d go crazy and start murdering people or something.” She said assuredly and got out of the car. I did the same, grabbing the bag Raniero had driven me home earlier that morning to get before he drove me to the studio. I gave her one last hug before she headed up to her place and I headed into mine.
Crisco was at the door wailing at me with indignant flicks of his tail.
“Awww baby, did you miss me?” I asked him, picking him up and cuddling him like one would an actual baby. He swatted at my hand and wiggled until I put him down. He hauled ass through the living room and into the kitchen where I heard him knock the food bowl off the counter.
Wow, the little ball of fluff was pissed.
“Oh calm down fat boy, I’ll feed you in a moment.” I called out to him and brought my bag up the stairs. I cleaned the equipment I had in there; my gloves, my wraps and my shin pads, then pulled off my workout gear before jumping into the shower. As soon as the water hit my skin I felt so much better. The heat unknit my tight muscles and I let myself relax in the stream of water that fell down my body. I traced the lines of my body with my finger and let myself caress my breasts, playing with my painfully puckered nipples. I swear they hadn’t relaxed since Raniero had tied me up.
I thought about that, how I had been so exposed, and I trailed my hand down the front of my body until I found my mound between my legs. I was sore, but it was because I was so needy. I needed to cum again just to release the tension. Stella was right, I should talk to Raniero because I was so needy it was ridiculous. Somehow, that man had me so wound up, I was ready to snap. Not even working out with my classes had released the tension.
