YVONNEI felt exhausted when I got home. The session only lasted for an hour and a half, but I felt like it drained the living crap out of me. It was both mentally and emotionally taxing.I slumped on the couch in the living room, kicking my heels off my feet. I didn't think I had enough energy to make it to my bedroom, so I stayed there for a while, just staring into nothingness.The rumbling of my stomach woke me to a start. I blinked. It took a while before I realized that I had fallen asleep on the couch. I stretched and tilted my head from side to side. My neck felt a little stiff from the uncomfortable sleeping position.It was already dark outside. I can see the city lights from the glass wall of the penthouse. It would have been pitch dark inside if not for the automatic lighting system in Vladimir's unit.I went to the kitchen to eat. Cora usually prepares dinner before she leaves. I just have to reheat them in the microwave. I glanced at the watch while waiting for the food.
YVONNE"Why don't you join me instead?" I asked in my rehearsed, sultry voice.A seductive smile was painted on my lips as I stood proud in front of him. I have long forgotten about the cold. His piercing gaze on me was enough to pull my body temperature up. Now my skin felt burning under his scrutinizing gaze.I slowly walked to where he was standing. He remained there, watching me as I approached him. I stopped just a few inches away from him."Come on, Vlad," I muttered. "Let's take a dip. The water's nice.""Bullshit," he whispered which made me burst out in laughter. I think the effect of the wine still lingers in my body."Let me turn on the heater, then," I said, still chuckling."Sure," he lazily drawled, his eyes never leaving mine.I pouted. I didn't miss the sarcasm in his voice. Why though? How long does it take to heat an entire pool? Does it take hours? Ugh.I was already imagining how nice it would be to cuddle with him in the water under the clear night sky. I sighed.
VLADIMIRHow many times does she have to remind me of my impotence?Just looking at her fills me with this unbearable need. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough to wake my buddy up.I wanted to laugh at how she was miserably failing to pretend like the cold wasn't bothering her. I can see how her lips turned blue. The water must be freezing cold but it must be what I needed right now after seeing her almost naked.Fuck. What is she trying to do?Who in their right mind will swim outside in the middle of fall? And she's only wearing her goddamn panties!Well, I guess it makes two of us since I agreed to swim with her. After the long day that I had, perhaps a swim will ease the tension in my body. I didn't stop until my limbs felt numb.I leaned at the edge of the pool while catching my breath. Then I decided to join her in the hot tub.Her eyes burned with desire as she stared me down. Damn this woman! Does she know what she's doing to me? I grabbed our drinks before deciding to join her.
YVONNE"Who are you, then?" I slurred.Damn. I'm drunk. I can feel my head spinning. The way he suddenly grabbed me only made it worse. Ugh. I almost finished the whole bottle!"I'm no hero," he coldly stated, bringing me back to the present."You are my hero!" I insisted."I am not a good man, Yvonne," he slowly stated, as if he wanted to reiterate what he meant to my thick skull.But I didn't understand. Or maybe I just didn't care. All I know is how I suddenly liked being called by that name. I love how the syllables roll on his tongue."You are," I nodded to convince him otherwise. "You just don't know it. No, you're trying to hide it, but deep inside," I pointed at his chest.Damn, it's hard. I was suddenly tempted to caress it. Shit, Yvonne. Stop it. I shook my head."Deep inside, you are a good man," I murmured. My thoughts are already heading elsewhere. I slowly slid my index finger down his pec.He grabbed my finger, pulling it away from his chest."You don't know what you're
YVONNE"It happened five years ago," he said.Five years ago?! My whole body was alerted when I heard what he said. Five years ago...Does that mean the death of his wife was connected to his erectile dysfunction? Was it the root cause of it?I gulped, bracing myself for what he was about to say.He kept quiet but I waited for him to say something. I didn't want to rush him. I could only guess how hard this must be for him. I could just imagine the trauma of accidentally killing someone you loved."I used to live the BDSM lifestyle," he began after a long stretch of silence between us.What does BDSM have anything to do with his wife's death? I wanted to ask but I decided to just listen to him."I discovered it when I was younger," he stated while staring into the dark horizon. "Some people that I used to work with introduced me to the community.""I was hesitant at first. It was something out of the norm," he paused. "But I felt compelled to attend to attend private parties due to wo
VLADIMIRRiva...The thought of her instantly awakened emotions I thought I had buried a long time ago. I'd buried it with her. Or so I thought. My jaw clenched repeatedly."Who is she?" I heard Yvonne gently ask.I glanced at her. She was looking at me as if she could find the answers written on my face. I looked away. I couldn't bear the weight of her stares. It felt like she could see right through my nonexistent soul. It's making me feel uncomfortable.I heaved out a long sigh."She's my late wife," I confirmed her suspicion. I knew what she was thinking. Her face mirrors what was inside her mind. She's that transparent."Oh," she nodded. Finally, she seemed to have run out of things to say.I leaned my head back on the edge of the tub. I closed my eyes and Riva's face instantly flashed behind my closed lids. In my mind, she was smiling at me. I can still remember her vividly.Her beauty was exceptional. From her beautifully tanned skin to her long brown hair that seemed to dance
"I fucking killed her!" That's all I fucking know!I felt Yvonne flinch but instead of retreating away from me, she even moved closer to hold me, trying to comfort me."I must have pulled too hard on her collar. I don't know! I don't know!" I pulled my hair in frustration.Oklahoma. That was her safe word. It was where we first met. She was the one who chose it.I never heard her say that word, not in any of our sessions. Not even during that night. But how would I know?I was way too consumed by lust. I cared about nothing but reaching my climax!I didn't even bother to check on her while we were at it. I just kept pounding on her as hard as I could while holding her waist and hands to keep her from falling. I was too busy chasing for my release.Even if she did say her safe word, how would I hear it when she had a gag strapped to her mouth? There was no way I would even notice it.All I could hear was the animalistic groan coming out of my throat when I finally reached my orgasm."W
YVONNEI don't know how to react after everything that I heard.It felt like having the most complicated rollercoaster ride. At first, curiosity filled my whole being until he started describing Riva. He didn't say much but the tone in his voice and the sparkle in his eyes told me how much he was smitten, right from the start.It made me wonder what his first impression of me was. He said Riva seemed to be the perfect submissive. I can't see myself being one. I don't look innocent and I can be as stubborn as fuck if I wanted to. But he told me I made his dick react when he first saw me...I winced. Should I be proud of that?I shook my head a little, focusing on him as he kept telling me about how their relationship blossomed into something more.My curiosity was slowly replaced by a sense of insecurity and an unexplainable tinge of pain in my gut. I don't understand why it hurt to listen to him describing his relationship with her. Why does he need to tell me that?Where is this even