Strangers with Benefits (Siren Publishing Classic) (10 page)

She was too intelligent to not be certain of what she needed.

“You seem like the type to know everything, including what’s for dinner next Thursday. I think you’re ashamed of what you want. Tell me, I won’t laugh.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

“I want to be tied up and spanked. I saw that in a movie once and it looked… interesting.” She sounded terrified to say it out loud and the only reason he didn’t tease her was because she would likely drop him quicker than a hot potato if he did just that.

“And?”

“I don’t know. That’s about as far as I’ve gotten.”

He could hear the truthfulness of the statement. “Okay. I have some homework for you.”

“What exactly?”

“I want you to play with yourself tonight and while you do, think about what you crave from our sex.”

Her breath hitched into a shocked hiccough and he wondered for a moment if he had gone too far. “Uh, I can do that.”

“But there’s more.”

“What?”

“I want you to tell me, tomorrow before you go to work.”

“Is there a quota?” she joked.

He thought on it for a moment. He certainly wanted more than a stingy handful of bland fantasies. If he could get away with it, he wanted to write a Kama Sutra with her.

But he was completely serious. “Let’s say a minimum of ten.” Ten weeks was enough. It would have to be.

“What about you?” she asked and he was confused about what she meant. He planned on being there for all of it.

“What about me? This isn’t about me. It’s about you.”

“What’s good for the goose is good for the gander.”

She was right. “I will come up with a list, too.” Not that he had many fantasies left, but he could come up with something.

Sidonie chuckled. “To make it fair, we can alternate. If we have a mutual item between the lists, the person who mentions it first gets to keep it. The other person has to come up with a new one to replace it.”

“Okay that sounds fair enough. But you can’t fuck anyone else while we do this.” No way was he sharing her tight heat with anyone else for the moment.

“I wouldn’t think of it.” She laughed.

“Why is that funny?” he asked, truly curious.

“I haven’t had sex in years. I don’t think you have to worry about competition.”

“All right.”

“How are going to pull it off?” she asked hesitantly.

He knew she was busy, but he knew how to make use of his spare time wisely. It would work.

He would make it work.

“We can do a fantasy apiece each week. Depending, we can kill two birds with one stone and take care of both. If we don’t have the time we can do them one at a time.” But damned if he didn’t want to do it every day until he had his fill of her. Although, neither of their schedules would allow for that.

She cleared her throat. “Okay.”

Expiration Date

The bargain set, Sidonie shivered. She was going to be in trouble.

Ten weeks of hot, unrestrained sex? With him? Indulging in every wicked desire she had never had?

Goodness.

But there was no way that she was going to back out now. She knew one thing about it and two things for sure, she would regret not taking the chance while it was still there.

She didn’t want to embarrass herself by offering up a bunch of tepid nothing when she had a man at her disposal that would be willing to test her every desire.

She thought about what she might like to do.

Actually, she wouldn’t mind him detaining and strip searching her.

That could be one.

She had already mentioned being spanked.

That was two.

She would like to be tied up and teased.

That would be number three.

Sex in public?

Another person watching?

But after that, she was at a loss, so she did a little research with the help of short erotica and a fetish website.

Milking? People actually did that?

What was a hucow, exactly?

But the description sounded interesting to say the least, even though she was far past the ability to breast feed.

But trying might be fun in its self.

That night, she fell asleep, sated and curious.

She awoke Monday morning and stretched. She felt really good, it was crazy how great sex with a hot man changed the way her body moved.

Sidonie looked at her phone and wondered if she should send her message, or if she should wait. But when she checked the device, she already had a text.

Morning. I thought I’d start us off. Blow job at the movies

Damn. Would that mean that she lost her public sex fantasy?

She typed quickly before she even left the bed
. I have public sex?

Sidonie dressed in a hurry as she had to drop her children off at Saint Andrews’ Christian Academy, a local private school, before she went to work for the day.

When she was on the way to her office, her phone chimed.

No, that’s different.

She breathed a sigh of relief. Okay good.

When she parked her car the chime went off again.
I’ll see your public sex with mile-high club.

She walked briskly into the building, panties already damp and she had just started the day. Lol okay.
I have sex with someone watching.

Damn, I had that one.
Sidonie chuckled at that.

She had to put the phone away, lest she grow too distracted to do her job, but she sent off a quick reply first.
Too bad lol

Two hours later, she stopped coding the bracelet software long enough to grab a cup of coffee. Of course, she checked her messages eagerly hoping he’d say something more to tantalize her.

He had.
How about anal?

She hadn’t done it before, but that was the whole reason she agreed to this odd situation in the first place.
Not on my list… I have spanking

She waited for a few minutes as she blew on the hot liquid, hoping he saw her message before she went back to work.
Yeah, I remember that. What do you think about flogging?

She had no idea what that was really, but she could Google it.
Wow… not sure, but I have foot play

She shut down her phone and shrugged. Time to get back to work.

Lunch time was a flurry of messages back and forth.

Den started it with his response.
I don’t suck toes

She added the item when she saw it was a popular fetish mainly because his feet on hers during sex had catapulted her into orbit with little else needed.
Didn’t ask you to, I said play

All right. What about wax?

Sounds like fun. What about tying me up and teasing me?
She took a bite of her sandwich, but she couldn’t even describe what kind it was, and she’d made it herself last night.

That’s pretty good. Sex on horseback

That sounded… yummy, not to mention fantasy worthy.
Oooh, that is pretty salacious

I like women that use big words

Her panties filled with cream at the idea of doing even half of what they’d discussed thus far.

Sexual massage?

Dammit woman stop stealing my items

How can I steal what you didn’t say yet?

I don’t know, but you’re doing iy

She looked at the typo and chuckled.

Sorry *it
, popped up almost immediately.

No problem, I got you

What about sex furniture?

She responded, even as she was truly embarrassed at thinking it, let alone spelling it out in a text message.
Like that! Umm… I have milking?

The hells that?
She could practically see the confusion even via text.

She was almost embarrassed at the idea, but if she was going to explore, she may as well go all out.
I don’t know really found it online myself sounded interesting.

Ill see what I can do then.

She wished she could recall the text, just steal the memory that she’d sent it altogether from his brain. Sidonie thought that might be the next project she would pick up.
If you think it’s weird, don’t worry about it.

He responded back immediately and put her at ease, soothed her overworked sensibilities.
Didn’t say that stop putting words in my mouth.

K.

She had to go back to work and she silenced the phone yet again.

By the time the day was over, she was halfway desperate to take a glimpse at her phone, but she didn’t even have time to go to the bathroom. The kids carpooled home, unless it was a practice or game night. This was the one night this week she wouldn’t have to play chauffer and she was grateful they were already in the house, so she could serve dinner without a delay.

She put the car in drive, but looked at the phone before she would move one foot from her space.

Double penetration?

Sidonie’s heart stuttered. Did that mean?

You mean menage?
The message sent itself as if her hands had nothing to do with it.

Maybe. Maybe not, could mean a lot of things. Lets just say that I want to stuff two orifices of my choosing at the same time

She responded then put the phone down so she could drive without killing herself.
Okay now im curious…

When she got home, she looked at the phone again, ready for another fix of their sexually laden conversation.

I am too lol.

She placed her next item on the table.
Okay, Ive been a bad girl and Officer Mctavish needs to detain and strip search me in the back of his patrol car.

That’s easy enough…Sex without protection?

She walked inside of the lobby and stepped into the elevator. The request seemed odd and she said as much.
You haven’t ever??? Seems like youd have been there and done that, nothing new there.

It might be old hat for you, but I’ve never tried it.

Sidonie was floored, but the elevator buzzed for her to exit, so she did, her fingers moved faster than her feet.
Uhh… we’d have to get tested first.

Was she seriously about to agree to unprotected sex with him?

The phone chimed as she opened the front door, but she couldn’t look back down again. The kids were goofing off. Sidonie knew when she heard the click of several controllers that her son was having a video game party.

“Did you do your homework yet at least?”

“Yeah, Mom, of course!”

Dinner was quick as she had to make something that would feed the five teens in her home, not to mention herself, so she made spaghetti and a basic salad. There was a leftover cheesecake and she served it for dessert.

By the time her house was down to the two children she had, her larder was lighter by three pounds of hamburger, three extra-large boxes of pasta, both gallons of OJ and she oddly enough couldn’t find a single bar of chocolate.

Whatever, food mysteriously vanishing was part and parcel of having teenagers that she had accepted long ago.

They brought friends who ate her out of house and home. Then sometimes, she was lucky enough to send hers off to do the exact same pillage of other people’s fridges.

Hours later, once she sent the kids to bed, she was finally able to look back at her phone again.

He’d responded back to her earlier message.

Of course, doesn’t have to be now

She was more comfortable with that and sent a smiley face as the first part of her response.
Forced orgasms?

He didn’t say anything and she wondered if he was busy, or if he’d grown tired of waiting for her. She took a shower and smoothed lotion over her skin, eyes on the phone the whole time.

You make me more and more curious lady, where did you find some of this stuff

Told you I had to do research

She slid her nighties overhead and the phone chimed in again.
Okay… last one… kidnapping?

Whoa!

It took her ages to respond, but after she thought about it, there were interesting possibilities.

Sidonie’s breath stuttered as she typed in the last fantasy that she had decided on the night before. It was the scariest by far of all the items she had decided on, and everything about the conversation was well outside of her comfort level.

Okay…Breath play

She sat the phone down and slid under her covers. The device chimed again and she gathered her nerve to look at it.

You WANT me to choke you???
The all caps took her aback. He hadn’t even done that when she put milking on the table.