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   The Bet Ch.  03: End Game

   (Michael)

   The faint sound of music slowly pierced my sleep, I opened my eyes and
yawned.  The smell of breakfast made my stomach rumble, I looked at my
phone, 0930.  Getting up, I stretched, put on a pair of black gym shorts
with a red t-shirt and followed the smell.  Eventually I made it to the
kitchen where Eva was dancing around wearing a small black t-shirt sans
panties.  She swayed around my kitchen to the beat of salsa music playing
from her iPhone and she must've heard me because she spun around with a
spatula in one hand and danced to the beat.  Her shirt stopped at her hips
so I had a complete view of her sex and ass as she spun and danced her way
toward me and gave me a quick kiss on the lips before dancing back to the
stove.  I groaned, walking around without underwear was the latest shot
fired in our battle of wills.  I was simultaneously excited and frustrated
as she danced around while smiling knowingly at me.  She quickly served two
plates of chorizo, eggs, and cheese in a scramble on my center kitchen
island.

   I pulled a half-gallon of Florida's finest orange juice from the
refrigerator and poured two glasses, then pulled two barstools next to each
other and sat down to eat.  Eva looked at the barstool with disdain, then
used it to climb on to the island, tuck one leg under her and leave the
other swinging free on the side.  She pulled her plate toward her and took
a small bite, in between mouthfuls we talked.  I tried to keep casual but
it was distracting trying to eat with her perfectly trimmed racing stripe
so brazenly displayed less than three feet from my face.

   "I wanted to thank you for last night, that was the most intense
experience I've ever had."

   "Glad I could arrange it.  What did that girl talk to you about?"

   After everyone had left the gallery the red-haired beauty had stayed
while Remy and I had uncuffed Eva.  She'd stayed naked and they had gone
into another room to talk privately.  I'd helped Remy clean the gallery and
after they'd came back out, we'd headed home.  Eva had walked to my truck
naked and had stayed that way for the ride home, it was a testament to how
exhausted we were that we'd fallen asleep in my bed without messing around
or trying to tease each other.

   Eva grins, "She offered me a job."

   I arched an eyebrow, "Really."

   "Yeah, kind of like the one Remy did, I'll tell you more about it
later."

   "Fair enough," I said, if she wanted to keep it a secret for now, I'd
let her.

   We continued to eat and chat as I stole glances at her nonstop.  It was
turning me on that she was so nonchalant about her partial nudity.  I
wasn't sure if she was always like this or was just teasing me in our
battle of wills but given her demeanor, I suspected it was a combination.
Every time I glanced up at her face after glancing at her pussy, she had a
playful smile.  She knew exactly what she was doing to me.  Afterward I
grabbed our empty plates and put them in the sink and when I turned back
around, she'd leaned back with her arms propping her up from behind,
grinning as her foot swung back and forth.

   "Sure, you don't want anything else for breakfast?" she asked.  "You
could have anything you want."

   She spread her legs just a little wider as she spoke and her shirt
pulled up giving me a perfect view of her pussy.  Her own arousal was
evident as she tried to seduce me.  My hands clenched into fists and my
knuckles turned white as I stood there, I waivered but held firm against
her proposal.  I wouldn't give in that easy, she hopped off the island and
bent over leaning on her elbows.  Standing on her tiptoes she propped her
ass right in front of me and moved it back and forth.

   "Or would you prefer me like this?"

   Groaning I shook my head.

   "God you're evil." I smacked her on the butt and told her to "behave."

   "Ohhh, harder," she laughed.

   "Don't tempt me."

   "I like a good spanking baby, just say the word and you can spank my ass
all you want."

   Closing my eyes, I buried my face in my hands, after I gained control, I
looked up to see her standing in the hallway with an infuriating smirk. 
She didn't say anything as I walked past her to the living room to study.
She followed me after cleaning up the kitchen.

   "I'm expecting Jason over within the hour."

   "Oh, he's cute," she said standing in front of me and stretching her
arms above her head, her shirt pulled up a few inches once again leaving
the trimmed black curls of her racing stripe exposed to me.  "I guess I'll
get dressed in my uniform then."

   I forced my eyes to look up into her face and found her smiling, "Hey,
eyes off other guys," I joked.  "The uniform is up to you, I'm not forcing
you."

   "I know, but a deal is a deal, besides, it's kind of fun," she grinned
as she relaxed her arms and turned around.  She stood there for almost a
minute before I realized she was waiting for me.  I reached out and gently
pinched her bare butt, she immediately wiggled it, sighed and walked out of
the room without a word.

   Picking up a law book to study I thought about Jason.  He was one of my
best friends, we'd served in the same unit at our last duty station and
then had been assigned to units on this base so it was easy to hang out in
our spare time.  He was also a member of my motorcycle club and I
considered him as close as a brother.  While he was a lot shorter than me
at five six with short blonde hair and blue eyes, he weighed more than 200
pounds and was built like a tank with arms as thick as my legs.  His
parents were standard white Midwestern farmers and he was the middle of
five children with two older and younger sisters.  Farm life had hardened
him and made him obscenely strong and he liked to compete in bench-pressing
competitions and regularly worked out with more than 400 pounds on the bar.
Now I'm damn good at fighting and have been training in martial arts for
most of my life and the Marine Corps keeps me in excellent shape but if I
had to fight Jason I'd run screaming like a little girl and then wait until
his back was turned before I hit him upside the head with a bat...  hard
and repeatedly.  He was not somebody you wanted to be on the bad side of.

   With Eva changing I read my book in peace for about 30 minutes before
the doorbell rang.

   "I got it," she said from the other room.

   I closed my book and waited, in seconds she led Jason into the room. 
True to her word she was wearing the maid outfit.  Jason walked two steps
behind her wearing jeans and a blue tank top, his eyes were practically
bugging out of his head as he followed her.  Admittedly, she was a vision
wearing the type of maid outfit that you would buy from Victoria's Secret
or any other lingerie store.  It was low cut in the front showing lots of
tanned skin and barely reached a decent length to cover her panties.  The
silk was thin so her nipples visibly poked against the material and I knew
from experience that it was tied in the back by only two strings.  The
choker gave her a submissive air but she'd skipped the fishnets for today
and only wore black heels.  Idly I wondered what kind of panties she'd
chosen to go with it this morning, knowing her it would be something daring
and small.

   Walking up to me, "He's here, do you need anything else sir?"

   I smiled at her formality, she liked to tease and I knew she was showing
off for me.  I took a moment to admire her muscled legs.  She smirked as
she watched my inspection.

   "I'll take a bottled water if you don't mind," looking past her, "You
want anything Jason?"

   She turned and caught him staring wide-eyed at her ass, she didn't say
anything as he turned red.

   "I'd make you some breakfast if you'd like sir," she said crisply.

   I was enjoying her primness since it matched the personality of her
uniform but when she turned, I found out I'd been wrong, she hadn't worn
small or daring panties, she hadn't worn panties at all!  Her small, tight
butt was completely exposed with her tan cheeks and muscular back bared.

   Jason's face was red as he stammered through a reply.

   "N...No, I'll...  I'll just take a water too if it's okay."

   "If you say so sir," she told him.  Turning to me with an impish grin
she winked, "I'll be right back sir."

   After watching her leave, Jason turned to me, "Dude, what the fuck is
going on?!  You and Eva, when did that happen?  Why is she wearing a maid
outfit?  What the hell man?!"

   I laughed at his frustration.

   "I'll tell you everything in a minute, let her bring our water back
first."

   In seconds Eva returned with two water bottles, placing one next to
Jason and then casually running her fingers through his hair ruffling it
slightly.

   "You're not going to be stupid about this right sir?"

   "Uhmmm, I'm not sure what you mean."

   "I'm not going to hear thoughtless comments or snickering from everybody
and you're not going to get any irresponsible ideas or anything about me
sir."

   "N-," clearing his throat and then speaking clearly.  "No, I promise I
won't be stupid about this."

   Grabbing his hair, she tilted his head back and looked him in the eyes
for a few seconds, "Good boy sir," she said letting him go.

   Walking over to me she set my water down.

   "Anything else sir?"

   "I think we're good, if you'd give us some time alone that'd be great."

   "Of course sir, I'll be in my room."

   Bending over she kissed me on the mouth, her tongue slipped through my
lips and teased me as her breath mingled with mine, without underwear I
could only imagine the show Jason was receiving as she'd kissed me.

   Finishing she stepped back and slyly flipped up the front of her skirt
exposing herself to me.  I looked over at Jason and saw his mouth drop open
with an astonished look, he knew what she'd just done but hadn't been able
to see from behind her, still I was sure the angle he'd just seen had
showed him plenty.

   Without another word she turned and walked away, when she passed Jason
she reached out and ruffled his hair again.

   I held up a hand for silence and we watched as she left the room waiting
until we heard her room door close.

   I laughed as Jason looked at me with a confused expression, getting
myself under control explained the situation to him.  Never speaking he
just nodded as I told him about everything we'd done up until this moment.

   Afterward he spoke, "You know you can't win this right?"

   "The hell I can't."

   "You're an idiot, you don't understand what I'm saying.  I'm not saying
you can't win, I'm saying you shouldn't win."

   "I don't think so, there is no way I'm going to let her have the upper
hand."

   "Dear god you're an idiot."

   "What the hell do you mean by that?"

   "Just what I said, you're a freaking moron, but because you're one of my
best friends I'm going to explain it very slowly to you.  Don't worry I'll
use small words," he grinned.  "Although I shouldn't, because if you fail,
I may have a chance at her."

   "Don't make me kill you."

   Laughing, "You're lucky it's easy for me to see this stuff because I'm
on the outside looking in."

   "Ok, let's hear your reasoning."

   "To begin with, you like this girl, right?  I mean you're not planning
on just hooking up and nothing else right."

   Shrugging, "Whatever happens happens, but yeah, I don't plan on it be a
quickie or anything."

   "So, you're saying that you want this girl to possibly get into a
relationship with you with her knowing that you don't find her
irresistible?"

   "Of course not, that's just stupid."

   "Exactly."

   "But that's not what's happening, this is just a challenge to see who's
stronger."

   "God you're an idiot."

   "You keep saying that..."

   "You keep proving it, if you keep this up, I'm going to strap a helmet
to your head when we go outside.  Look, I know she's drop dead gorgeous and
everything, but no matter how beautiful the girl is they always feel
insecure, especially one who just got out of a bad relationship.  Imagine
this, you guys end up boyfriend and girlfriend and every time you fight,
every time something happens, not only is she going to be dealing with
whatever the argument was about but she's going to have this tiny seed of
doubt about how you feel about her.  She's always going to remember that
you were able to resist her and that maybe you don't think she's beautiful
or special or whatever."

   "That's just stupid, she knows she special."

   "Oh my god, you really are an idiot.  It doesn't matter how hot a girl
is, they all feel insecure about something.  They all have their moments
that they don't feel special, and your plan is to highlight this fact.  So
that every time she feels less than perfect, she's going to remember that
you don't think she's perfect too."

   "That doesn't make sense."

   "That's because you're a guy and are therefore incapable of
understanding what goes on in a woman's brain.  I promise you I know what
I'm talking about."

   "If that's true how do you know this?"

   "Hello, four sisters, they make it their life's mission to educate me on
this crap.  Let me put it this way, have you ever met a woman who wasn't a
little bit crazy?"

   "No, not really."

   "Do you really think this one is the exception?"

   I started to reply but then I thought back to the occurrences we'd
already had, the breakfast fiasco, the scratching me with her nails.

   "Uhmmmm..."

   "Yeah, that's what I thought.  I can see by the look on your face you're
thinking about some incidents.  Now let that little hamster in your head
keep running around that wheel and think about this."

   I scowled but had to admit his logic was sound, eventually I reached a
conclusion.

   "You may be a little bit, possibly not as totally wrong as I would like
to think."

   "Uh huh," he said drily.  "Keep going."

   "So I should have given up?"

   "NO, through sheer dumb luck you've played it well."

   "Huh?  But you just said..."

   "You're an idiot, shut up and listen."

   I gave him a dirty look as I considered punching him.

   "You don't want to be too easy either.  Girls aren't any different from
guys in that manner.  If you'd given up too easily you wouldn't be worth
the chase.  Now that you've resisted her, if you lose, you'll still be
worth it because now you're a trophy, a conquest.  Now when you're together
she'll know that not just any girl will be able to take you.  If you'd
given in too easily then she'd always think that another girl just has to
wink at you and you'll go running.  By making it a challenge, you've shown
you're worthy of her affection."

   "You're giving me a headache."

   "Look, I know with your limited IQ it's hard to understand all the adult
words I keep using but try to keep up."

   I flipped him off.

   Without blinking he continued, "I know you think you've been putting on
the moves and charming her and being mister smooth, but I promise you,
you've been stalked, baited and hunted from the beginning."

   "What?  No, that's stupid."

   He gave me a look that most people reserve for small children, "Really?!
So you really think she just decided to agree to your bet because you're
such a good guy?  You may have come up with the bet but she agreed to it.
Do you really think that she would have kept betting you and kept doing all
the things she's done if she hadn't been chasing you?  Let me put it this
way, either she's so weak willed that you've manipulated her every step of
the way which means she doesn't really like you orrrrrrrrr she's playing
the game as well as you are and likes you just as much as you like her and
you're too stupid to realize it.  Now which sounds more likely?  Does she
seem stupid or weak?"

   I put my head down to think about it for a minute, when I looked up at
him, "I hate you."

   He burst out laughing, "You just don't like the fact that you've been
manipulated as much as you've been manipulating.  Don't worry, I'm sure
you've been doing good or she would've stopped a long time ago.  You just
need to realize that two are playing the game.  Every time you tied her up
or got her naked, she was adding another link to the chain on your collar
and you didn't realize it."

   I hated to admit it but he might be on to something.  I'd been so proud
of my efforts to 'get her' that I completely thought it was a one-way
street, and as much as I hated to 'give in,' he was right, if I didn't give
in how would that make her feel?ï I tried to reverse the thought process on
how I would feel and I immediately got a sick feeling.  If I tried my
hardest to get her and she rejected me I'd feel horrible no matter what the
circumstances.

   He stayed quiet as I worked through the issues he pointed out,
eventually I looked up and nodded, he was right.

   After that we talked about other things like sports and work and after a
while decided to go play some basketball at the nearby gym.  I got up and
knocked on her door to see if she wanted to come with us.  She agreed and I
went to my room to grab my gym bag.  When I came back out Jason was coming
out of the bathroom wearing red basketball shorts and a black tank top.  I
had changed to a pair of black basketball shorts and a blue muscle shirt
while Eva walked out of her room wearing black skintight volleyball style
shorts that barely covered her butt and a pink sport bra with her hair in a
tight ponytail.

   We hopped in my truck and drove to the gym.  The next few hours were
spent playing ball with the local gym rats.  Eva joined a couple of games
and proved she was athletic with a set shot from anywhere short of the
three-point line.  She gave as good as she got and by the beginning of the
afternoon, we were all soaked in sweat.

   Around one o'clock everyone headed out leaving just us as we sat on the
bleaches and drank Gatorades I'd bought while talking about the games.

   "You're pretty damn good."

   "Thanks, I played all four years of high school but I'm pretty rusty. 
Most guys don't want to play with a girl so I don't get a lot of chances to
stay sharp."

   Even sitting on the bench out of breath and sweating she looked sexy,
her bra was soaked and I could just make out the darkness of her nipples
poking through the material.

   We glanced at Jason and caught him staring at her chest.  Eva cleared
her throat and he quickly looked up and back and forth at us shaking her
head as she took a drink of Gatorade.

   I laughed, "Busted."

   He turned red and shrugged but didn't say anything and we continued to
talk about the games and each other's strengths and weaknesses when I
noticed the time, 1:30 p.m.

   Standing up, "I need to take a quick shower."

   "Me too," Jason said.

   "I'm good, I'll wait for you here.  I didn't bring a change of clothes,"
Eva said.

   I nodded and walked toward the locker room while Jason followed.  We
quickly stripped and walked into the massive shower room.  Like most male
lockers it was one big room with individual shower nozzles and no privacy
between occupants.

   I ignored Jason and rinsed my body.  I grabbed my small bottle of
shampoo, closed my eyes and lathered my hair but when I turned around to
rinse, I opened my eyes and saw Eva standing in the doorway of the shower
room.

   "What the..." I stuttered.

   Jason looked over and froze, we each stood with our mouths open, the
only thing she was wearing was a small black G-string, her breasts were
slightly upturned and her nipples were puckered and hard.  The steam from
the showers and her sweat combined to shimmer on her skin making her
muscles stand defined in the dim locker room light.

   She casually reached down and slipped out of her bottoms as she walked
into the shower.  "Don't worry, I checked and nobody else is here except
the staff."

   "Uhhhh, yeah but what if they walk in?" I asked.

   "Right before they close?" she replied.  She walked toward us with a
sensual power and a purpose.  "Besides, who cares if somebody does?  At
most it'll be one or two people that will see me and what are they going to
do?  Go tattle?  I'll be the one to be embarrassed, not you two."

   Jason and I looked at each other, he shrugged and continued to watch
Eva.

   I closed my mouth as she walked between us, turned on a shower head and
started to rinse.

   Turning to face me, "You boys want to lather me up?"

   Jason and I looked at one another, I gave him a quick nod and then we
washed her body.  I rubbed the soap into her arms and chest as she closed
her eyes and relaxed.  Jason moved his fingers into her back and gradually
worked his way down.  When he washed her ass, she looked down and to the
side.  I got the impression that she was waiting to see if he'd cross a
line and she'd have to tell him to stop but my friend just soaped her up
and bent down to one knee to wash the back of her legs.

   After finishing washing her tits and stomach, I moved lower to wash her
pussy.  Closing her eyes, she let out a soft sigh as I cupped her mound
moving back and forth, stroking her gently I spent extra time cleaning her.
Jason finally finished her legs and stood, I noticed he was washing her
butt again, she gave a small smile and looked over her shoulder.

   "Guess you better make sure I'm really clean right?"

   "Just thinking of you chica," he said with a smirk.

   I went to one knee to wash the front of her legs as she turned back to
me.  With a wink she turned around switching sides for us.  Jason paused
and glanced at me but I nodded and washed the back of her legs.  He soaped
up her front and we were quiet the next few minutes as we washed and rinsed
her.  Jason wasn't shy as he soaped her front and I saw him cup and slowly
lather her pussy as I moved up to wash her back.  He didn't spend as much
time as I did but he thoroughly washed her front.

   As we finished, she looked directly at Jason, "Thank you for that."

   Some unspoken communication passed between them for a second then he
nodded his head, handed her the soap and stepped back.

   Turning back to me, "Want me to do you now?"

   Clearing his throat Jason said, "I'm going to go get dressed, I'll let
you two finish."

   Eva and I ignored him as he left the shower but the second, he was gone
I pulled her to me and kissed her.

   She molded her body to mine as the shower played over us.  I felt the
rivulets of warm water wash over our skin.  Our tongues met and teased each
other and my erection formed between us, pressing against her sex.  Her
hands grabbed me by the back of the head to keep me from breaking the kiss
and my hands roamed over her back, moving down to cup her ass and pull her
against me.  She finally let my head go and moved her own hands to cup my
ass and her kiss became frenzied, passionate.  I pushed her against the
cold tile of the wall and she hiked her right leg up and wrapped it around
me while digging her nails in my ass.  I was losing all semblance of
control.

   I broke the kiss and she frowned at me, her teeth showing in a snarl as
her hands moved from my ass to my back and she dug her nails in raking them
down my back.

   I arched and growled, "You win.  You win, I relent, you're stronger than
me."

   Her smile deepened and she pulled me toward her, "Never forget, I own
you," she whispered before biting my ear.

   I groaned and she pulled her head back with a look of triumph.  I
grabbed her wrists and pulled them off my butt and pinned them to the wall
above her head.  Glancing up at her hands she gave me a wicked grin then
lifted her other leg and wrapped it around me as we stared at each other
through the steam and water.

   Still holding her arms against the wall, I shifted my waist until the
head of my cock was pressing against her entrance.  Her sneer changed to a
gasp as I smoothly entered her and she was so wet that I instantly slipped
fully inside her, closing her eyes I impaled my full length inside her. 
Holding her against the wall she kept herself supported by her legs wrapped
around me.

   Carefully I flexed against her, slow measured thrusts that picked up
speed.  She used her legs to pull me deep with each stroke, quickly we were
slamming against each other as she cried out with each stroke.

   "Yes, yes, oh my god yes."

   Our need for each other was vicious as I kept her trapped and we took
from each other.  I plunged into her until I felt myself ready to burst. 
Recognizing my need she pressed harder and harder against me on each plunge
of my cock.  We were both at the edge and the exact moment I burst she
cried out and her body spasmed and locked.  Paralyzed with pleasure I
emptied myself deep inside her as her legs tightened around me and she
shuddered in ecstasy.

   Time eventually moved forward as we caught our breath from the intensity
of our climax.  I let her hands go and she wrapped them around my neck
while holding on to keep herself upright.  I cupped her ass to support her
as we leaned against the wall.  I felt the tremors in her body like little
aftershocks matching my heartbeat.

   Finally, we looked into each other's eyes and she gave me a smug smile.

   "Now we know," she said.

   Narrowing my eyes, I pushed inside of her again making her cry out.

   "Don't ever think that means I'm weak," I said.

   Shuddering she nodded as she clung to me.

   "Hurry up you two," I heard a voice say.  "I need to go home and jerk
off after hearing that."

   We broke apart then quickly rinsed and got dressed.

   After we got home, she went to her room.

   "I think I need to take another shower and change," she said. 
"Showering then putting on sweaty clothes is kind of disgusting.

   Once she was gone Jason turned to me, "Damn, you two are loud."

   I laughed, "Don't look at me, it was all her."

   "That was the coolest thing ever."

   I looked sideways at him, "I admit I thought it was pretty hot, but I'm
not sure of that thing between you two.  Should I be worried?"

   Jason waved a hand, "Naw, she was testing me, not you."

   Rolling my eyes and holding up my hands questioningly, "Alright, let's
hear more of your wisdom."

   "You already told me she's a showoff, that's all it is.  She was testing
to see if I'd be cool or a jerk, it had nothing to do with you.  If I had
tried something, she'd have just stopped it and then she'd never do
anything around me again.  Now she knows I won't act dumb or take advantage
of her.  It was a trust thing.  She wants to be with you and now she's
knows she can trust that I'm your friend."

   I nodded, that made sense from what I knew of her personality.

   "And I guess that means I can trust you around her too," I said.

   "Always brother, I'll look all day long but I don't touch what isn't
mine."

   "Well, you did touch her," I pointed out.

   Laughing, "True, but not disrespectfully or sexually, yeah, I soaped her
up but I didn't do anything she wasn't cool with and I'd never do something
while you two were together."

   "She's one of a kind, isn't she?"

   "I'd kill to find a girl like that," Jason agreed.

   "Why don't you go home and change and then come back around six.  I'm
going to take her out to dinner, you can join us, dress nice."

   He looked at his phone and did some quick mental calculations.

   "Sounds good, I'll text you when I leave my house."

   "Great, see you in a bit."

   *****

   After Jason left, I walked into her room and lay on the bed.  I'd
changed at the gym to a clean pair of jeans and dark blue t-shirt with the
word 'Bazinga!' on the front.  I didn't have to wait long before Eva
entered wearing a towel.

   "Aren't we getting squeaky clean today?"

   "After putting those dirty gym clothes back on I kind of needed another
shower."

   I nodded understanding.

   "I guess you won," I said.

   "I guess I did," she said sighing with exaggerated innocence she shook
her head while looking up at the ceiling.  "And here I thought you were
tough.  I guess it was all talk about how badass you are.  In the end
you're just like all the rest, you couldn't resist me."

   Rolling my eyes, I buried my face in the pillow.

   "You're never going to let me live this down, are you?"

   "No."

   "You have to admit that I lasted longer than anybody else would have."

   "I maaaaaay be slightly impressed, I really didn't think you'd hang as
long as you did."

   Walking to the edge of the bed she reached out and used her fingers to
lift up my face.

   "But in the end, just like we knew it would be...  you...  are... 
mine!"

   As she said those last words, she undid the towel and let it drop to her
feet.

   Her body was magnificent standing there in front of me, her smooth
tanned skin with light bikini tan lines, lean muscular definition, and wavy
dark hair still damp from the shower.  I reached out to run my finger up
the outside of her thigh.

   "Of course, now you belong to me too," I said looking into her eyes. 
"Your words, not mine."

   She gave one small nod of her head and I took her hand, swallowing, she
entwined her fingers with mine.

   Suddenly I pulled her on top of me, she lost her balance and fell
forward but went with it to straddle me with our face's inches from each
other.

   "One of us is a little overdressed," she said huskily.

   "So fix it."

   She leaned back and I pulled up to a semi sitting position as she helped
me tug my shirt off quickly throwing it to the side.  Wasting no time, she
undid my pants and tugged them down while moving with them.  Pulling off my
jeans they went flying across the room.  She slowed down as she reached for
the waistband of my black sport shorts and tugged it down a couple of
inches then stopped when she saw the head of my growing erection.  She
didn't pull my shorts down farther but just kept me exposed.  Looking at me
hungrily she moved between my legs, positioning herself till I felt her
breath on my dick.  Without any hesitation she licked the head of my cock,
teasing me, swirling her tongue around the head.  I moaned and she grew
excited, taking me into her mouth and sucking.  I pushed my hips but she
matched me and never let me thrust deeper into her mouth.  She drove me
crazy as she played with me, licking, teasing, bringing me to edge and
back.

   I reached my hands out to guide her but she slapped them away.

   "Uh uh, no touchy or I stop," she murmured between licks and sucking.

   I groaned in despair.

   "Ughhh, you may be the devil."

   She pushed my hands flat against the bed and held them there, then went
back to sucking me.  She finally pulled my shorts to mid-thigh but never
took any more of me into her mouth, never letting her tongue or mouth go
further than an inch or two beyond the head of my dick.  No matter how I
pushed my hips and shifted she flexed with my body and kept me on edge.  I
was growling nonstop as she tormented me.

   "Oh come on, I gave in already!  You can't keep doing this," I
protested.

   "I told you I was going to get even," she growled around the head of my
cock.  "You tied me down for two hours and drove me crazy so I don't want
to hear your complaints."

   "God damnit!"

   Despite her words I think she liked hearing my complaints, knowing how
worked up she was getting me.  It seemed to excite her because she pulled
my shorts down the rest of the way and gave one last swirl of her tongue
around the head of my dick before she straddled me.

   I felt the wetness of her slit as she pressed against me, I grabbed her
hips but she pushed my hands away.

   "Hands down," she commanded.

   I knew I could take control but I also knew that I deserved a little
payback.  Like my friend told me, sometimes you have to give in a little.
After this time though I promised myself I'd show her who owned who.

   I gripped the sheets and she gave me that condescending look of hers.

   Oh yeah, I thought, she is definitely going to get put in her place
after this.

   She let my frustration mount while I pushed against her, I kept trying
to slide inside her while she rode me but she never let me penetrate. 
Finally, I got tired of her teasing and grabbed her hips as I thrust up and
I held her there a second before she came down, shifting my hips she fell
forward and I pushed inside her.

   I froze as her warmth enveloped me, her eyes closed and her hands opened
and closed into little fists against my chest.  Opening her eyes, she
looked at me as I drove upward, forgetting anymore teasing she slowly rode
me.

   Time lost all meaning as she relaxed and moved her body in passionate
rhythms with mine.  I kept my hands on her hips but let her control our
movements.  We took our time, letting our desire build into a wave.  We
each moaned and matched each other's pace.  She put her hands over mine as
we kept our movements perfectly synced.  I pushed and she would ride each
of my thrusts and roll her hips back at the top of our motion.  Our lust
grew but our motions never increased and the pressure came on suddenly, one
second, we were moving slow and luxurious and he next she was trembling. 
Feeling her orgasm around my cock, the burning of her body, the quivering
need inside her, instantly sent me into my own explosion.  We continued to
thrust against each other gently but fiercely as we rode a wave of ecstasy,
our thrusting, giving and taking decreasing in ever smaller movements until
completely spent she collapsed against my chest.  I stroked her hair as we
recovered.

   *****

   A few hours later I woke up with Eva snuggled against me, messy haired,
mouth open, drooling on me with one hand in a fist lying on my chest.  I
watched her for a few minutes thinking about the last week.

   Gently I got out of bed without waking her, for a moment I was worried
but she let out a loud snort and a grumble then grabbed a pillow and
wrapped around it and quickly fell asleep again.  Looking at the clock I
saw we'd slept for a few hours, it was a little before five and Jason would
be back over soon.  Now was as good a time as any to wake her so I reached
out and gently shook her shoulder.  With a growl she threw her arm back and
hit me in the face.

   "Jesus..."

   "Whazzah..."

   I stepped back and she looked around the room bleary eyed.  It took a
minute for her to come fully awake and she finally focused on me with half
lidded eyes.

   She grunted and flopped back down on her pillow.

   "Time to wake up."

   "Mrf razzh," she mumbled into her pillow.

   I crawled on the bed to straddle her butt.

   "I didn't hear you."

   She lifted her head from the pillow, "GO AWAY."

   Amused I told her, "We need to get ready for dinner."

   She squirmed as I straddled her, so I ran my fingers up her side in a
ticklish motion and she squealed and squirmed away forcing me to pin her
down.  She brought a hand behind her to swipe at me but I grabbed it and
pinned it behind back.  She swiped her free hand but I grabbed that too,
sensing an opportunity I reached over to my nightstand and grabbed a pair
of handcuffs and in seconds had them on her.  She squirmed and bucked but
couldn't get free.  My closet door was fully mirrored so we were able to
look each other in the eyes after she gave up.

   Glaring and shaking her cuffs, "Going to be hard to get ready like
this."

   "Probably but you seem like you need a wakeup boost," I said as I
tickled her sides.

   She half-screamed and fought and thrashed while I ran my fingers up and
down her sides.  For a few minutes we tumbled on the bed as I tortured her.

   Gasping, "Please baby..."

   "Gonna kill you..."

   "Bastard..."

   "Fuck...  Fuck...  Let me go..." she panted.

   Ughhh...  I hate you."

   I stopped teasing her and she lay red-faced, panting and glaring at me
in the mirror.  While still face down I grabbed her ankles and spread her
legs apart, she was so exhausted she didn't put up a fight.  She bit her
lip when I shifted and stroked my fingers, teasing her pussy, rubbing up
and down she moaned as I switched from one finger to two.  Slick from
arousal with her juices flowing I reached over with my freehand and grabbed
her hair and pulled her head back slowly but firmly.  Her mouth opened in a
small O and a guttural noise escaped her, closing her eyes when I slipped
my fingers inside her and teased her clit.  I pulled her head back a little
farther, just enough to see her nipples and she strained against me, her
cuffed hands fluttering behind her back as she moaned in pleasure while I
kept up the pressure.  She looked sexy with her back arched, hands cuffed
and struggling behind her, head pulled back, mouth open and eyes half
closed.  Her noises got louder as I kept fingering her and before I knew
what was happening, I felt her body tremble, crying out as the orgasm took
her and her hips pressed into the bed.  She shivered as I held her tight
until she finished her pleasure and I eased her head down while pulling my
fingers out of her.  She lay limp as I uncuffed her and hopped off the bed.

   Rolling her head to look at me she never moved the rest of her body.

   "I'm really getting into this whole bondage thing," she said.

   "Careful, I'll have you tied up every night if you encourage me."

   Closing her eyes, "Right now I wouldn't mind."

   Taking advantage of her weakness I reached over and slapped her butt.

   Her eyes flew open and she groaned but made no move to protect herself.

   "Stop that or you'll get me all worked up again."

   I leaned down till our faces were barely a foot apart, "Sounds fun, we
could cancel dinner and stay here."

   In a sudden change she grabbed my head with both hands and pulled my
face toward her kissing me fiercely, I had to push my arms against the
mattress to keep from falling over.  Biting my lip, she abruptly broke and
pushed me back.

   "Now go away, I want to get ready in peace and you're going to distract
me."

   She hopped up and hurried to the master bathroom, seconds later I heard
the shower.

   "I'll join you," I said.

   Her head popped into the doorway, "No you won't, go clean up in the
other bathroom.  You distract me too much.  No more peeking before dinner,"
she said closing the door, I heard the lock click.

   "Pushy brat," I said leaving the room to get ready.

   "I heard that."

   At 5:48 the doorbell rang.

   "Jason's here," I called out, cuffing the sleeves up to my forearms I
walked to the front door.

   "Be out in a minute."

   I opened the door and Jason followed me to the living room.  We each
wore black dress slacks and shoes, I chose a fitted dark red dress shirt
while Jason had a sapphire blue dress shirt.

   "She'll be down in a second."

   "No problem, where you plan on taking us?"

   "Nick and Stan's Steak House in downtown."

   "Nice, I love that place."

   "Me too."

   "Any plans for us afterward?"

   "Not really, why, you got something?"

   "I figure we can go for a nice walk afterward since it's less than a
block from the city square."

   "Good idea."

   "Well I...."

   Jason froze and his jaw dropped, I knew what must have caused his sudden
change.  Slowly I turned around to face her and savor the moment.  Nobody
spoke as she paused in the entrance with a black elegant dress in each hand
wearing only bra, panties and garters.  Making an entrance her hair was
done up and piled atop her head with a few strands framing her face.  Her
earrings dangling like streams of silver with a matching silver and
sapphire necklace, her bra was a translucent black and her nipples were
clearly visible through the flimsy material.  She had another matching
silver and sapphire ring piercing her navel with matching silver armband,
she wore a sophisticated black garter attached to black stockings that
matched her bra.  Her black panties were made from the same material as her
bra and clearly exhibited her shaved sex underneath.  I did a double take,
I knew she had a small racing stripe a while ago, I studied her panties to
make sure they weren't illusory transparent but I saw her clearly.  She had
to have shaved in the shower.  I swallowed as I looked into her eyes, she'd
noticed my deduction and gave me a wink.

   "Gentleman."

   "Uhhhhh."

   "Ummmm."

   "Clever as always," she said rolling her eyes at our dual shock.  "I
need your help deciding which dress."

   Tilting her head to the right, "This one has a stomach cutout and pretty
daring side slits but it's kind of tight so I'm not sure if I can pull off
the garters," she said.  Tilting her head left, "This one is slightly more
flowing and will hide the lingerie better but the front plunges to my belly
button so I'd have to lose the bra and the side slits go pretty high and
would definitely show off the fact I'm wearing garters."

   "That one," we both blurted.

   She raised her eyebrows.

   "Of course," rolling her eyes.  "The second one it is."

   She tossed the first dress on the back of my grey plush comfort chair
and turned around.

   "Do you mind?" she asked Jason.

   Pausing a second, he reached over and unclasped her bra and she shrugged
out of it and turned to face us as she slipped the dress over her head. 
This close I saw a faint trace of glitter on her chest and her nipples were
crinkled and hard from excitement.  I reached out and tweaked one while her
head view was blocked by the dress.

   "Behave."

   Jason laughed then he reached out and tweaked the other nipple just as
her face came free.

   Her mouth formed a surprised O, "Hey," she said in mock outrage as we
stood there innocently.

   She shook her head and continued to let the dress drop down her body. 
It tied around the neck with two flowing strips of cloth going down the
front to meet the bottom half leaving a wide V on her chest.  The bottom
half reached her ankles but was split on the sides to mid-thigh.  When she
stood still you could see the sides of her stockings but when she moved, I
knew I'd be able to see the garter straps.  She did a slow turn, the back
side molded to her ass and stopped just above her butt leaving her back
bare.  She smoothed out the dress and waited for our reaction.  I had seen
her naked so much that it was burned into my brain but this dress still
took my breath away and it took us both a minute before we were able to
respond.

   I blew out the breath I'd been holding, "Words fail me."

   Jason nodded dumbly as she rolled her eyes at our reactions but I saw
she was pleased.

   I eyed the dark clouds overhead as I drove us to the restaurant in my
truck with Jason in the backseat.  The weather was forbidding but the night
was warm and we parked a block away next to a gardened side square.  We got
out and she took each of us by the arm and with one on either side we
walked toward the restaurant.

   Once inside I saw quite a few heads turn from guys and girls as we made
our way to a small 4-person table.  Eva was stunning and she knew it but
she looked straight ahead or at Jason and I, ignoring everyone else.  I
held out her chair and Jason and I took seats on either side of the table.
We kept it simple and all ordered steaks and a bottle of wine.  We talked
while waiting for our food and the topic turned to Eva and her flashing as
Jason asked to hear the story.  I assumed even though he'd heard my version
he wanted to hear the difference from her point of view.

   "So why has nobody ever discovered you're an exhibitionist before?"
Jason asked.

   Eva shrugged, "I didn't really know everybody that well.  My ex didn't
like it, he was super possessive and after him I didn't want to alienate
anybody in the club so I kept it under wraps."

   "Why would we care?" I asked.

   She rolled her eyes, "Spoken like a guy," she said.  "If the girls heard
I was showing off they'd get jealous, especially since I didn't have a
boyfriend.  Each one would think I was trying to get their guy, they'd quit
inviting me to hang out and eventually I'd be forgotten."

   "But dating princess over here changes that?" Jason asked.

   My eyes narrowed at the princess comment but I kept quiet.

   "Yes, now that I'll be seen as his property, I can be a little crazier,
they won't feel as threatened by me."

   "Makes sense," he nodded.

   I laughed, "Of course it does cupcake, she used small words so you'd
understand."

   Ignoring me Jason turned to Eva, "I get all that but what I really don't
get is what you see in princess over here," jerking his thumb toward me.

   Eva giggled.

   My eyes narrowed and I held up my steak knife, "I will stab you in the
heart."

   Facing me, "Naaaaaaaa, you love me too much."

   "I'll get over it."

   "Never happen."

   "Really I will."

   Shaking his head, "Now you're just embarrassing yourself."

   Turning to Eva, "You believe this guy."

   She giggled again at our banter.

   Clearing his throat, "Ok, all serious now.  Are you telling me you were
naked at an art gallery in front of hundreds of people?"

   She blushed and looked down, "Yes."

   "How the hell did that feel?"

   A look of ecstasy crossed her face, "Incredible."

   "Annnnd you were tied down?"

   She nodded, "Trust me, I was on the edge of orgasm the entire night."

   She noticed my raised eyebrows and added, "It's true."

   "Good to know."

   Tilting his head toward me, "So now that you're with my boy here you can
let loose.  Is that it?" Jason said.

   She nodded.

   Prodding, "You really enjoyed flashing me throughout the day though,
didn't you?"

   She shrugged, "I just like showing off my body."

   "Feel free to show your body to me anytime," Jason laughed.

   She turned serious and looked him in the eyes for almost a minute before
she casually glanced around the room.  I followed her gaze, all the other
patrons were engrossed in their own conversations and nobody was paying
attention to us.  She brought her hands down and sat back in her chair just
a little straighter so that we could each see her lap.  Still glancing
around she grabbed the sides of her dress and slowly bunched it up to one
side.  After a few seconds we saw her panties and garter belt.  She looked
around while smiling and holding her dress up, I glanced at Jason and saw
the waiter at the next table look at us right then, his eyes went wide and
I knew she'd been caught.  When I looked back at Eva, she'd calmly let her
dress drop back into place.

   "That was so sexy," Jason whispered.

   "You have a new admirer," I said gesturing at the other waiter.  "Pretty
sure he saw what we were doing."

   Eva blushed but didn't say anything.

   After taking the other tables order he made his way to our table, he was
a lean young man with a good-looking clean face and short dark hair, he
looked Puerto Rican and spoke with a slight accent.

   "Hello, I'm Andre," he said.  "I know I'm not your waiter but I just
wanted to let you know if you need anything, I can help you.

   Eva gave him a winning smile, "Thank you Andre, I'll wave you over if we
need anything."

   We all held matching conspiratorial smirks as he nodded his head and
walked away.

   "You gained a fan," I said.

   "Yeah, I don't think he saw anything because of the angle but I'm sure
he figured what we were doing."

   "Your nipples are hard," Jason said.

   Eva glanced down at her dress at her conspicuous display before looking
at him and whispering seductively, "Yes they are Jason, I guess that means
I'm excited."

   The first of our food came and broke the conversation for a while as our
waiter placed dishes and refilled glasses.

   The meal was perfect as we laughed and talked, Jason and Eva finished
our bottle of wine and I limited myself to one glass since I was driving.

   After dinner I asked for the dessert menu but Eva told the waiter no.

   "But I wanna..." Jason sputtered.

   Eva raised her eyebrows, "I said NO!"

   Jason looked at me with a small scowl but I had no idea what she had in
mind so I handed the waiter my credit card.

   "Whatever," I said offhandedly.

   We left the restaurant arm in arm to see the weather getting worse.

   "I was going to suggest a walk around but I think that'd be a bad idea
now," Jason said.

   "Maybe next time," I said.

   Halfway to my truck the wind picked up and silence fell in quick
premonition as fat drops hit the street, we picked up our pace and were
hallway across the park before the rain picked up.  Other well-dressed
pedestrians out for evening strolls and dinner were making mad dashes to
their vehicles as we all tried our hardest to avoid getting wet.  Thirty
yards from my truck the rain increased as we sprinted the last dash. 
Breathless we hopped into my truck, we were mildly wet but laughed while
the rain steadily fell.

   "It's actually not too bad," Eva said.  "Let's wait and see if it goes
down."

   I turned my truck on and music played as we watched in silence.

   Eva turned up the volume as Only Girl by Rihanna started.

   Sitting up straight, "Wait, pause this," she snapped.

   Reacting to her urgency I did what she said.

   Looking over her seat, "I know I saw a speaker box in your backseat."

   "Yeah, I use it for the beach, why?" I asked.

   "It's right here," Jason said reaching down to grab it and hand it to
her.

   "Perfect," she said clutching the box.  "Is it waterproof?"

   I nodded, "Yeah, like I said I use it at the beach.  What do you need it
for?"

   Ignoring me she grabbed my phone and played with it syncing my
Bluetooth. Then she reached over and hit the lights on my truck.  Grinning
she looked at us and winked and before we knew it, she'd opened the door
and hopped out.  She ran around to the front of the truck and stopped a
small way out.  She set the box down and started the music, I rolled down
my window to ask what the hell she was doing when the song flooded my
truck.

   La la la la

   La la la la

   La la la la (yeah)

   La la la la

   The rain was soaking her but she ignored it.  Closing her eyes, she
threw her head back and kicked off her heels as she slowly matched the
rhythm of the music.  Raising her arms above her head she began to sway.

   I want you to love me,

   Like I'm a hot ride (uh yeah)

   Keep thinkin' of me (uh)

   Doin' what you like

   So boy forget about the world

   'Cause it's gon' be me and you tonight (yeah)

   I wanna make your beg for it

   Then I'mma make you swallow your pride

   I was speechless as her body picked up speed, swaying sensuously with
the music.  Her head rolled forward then back with her black hair plastered
to her body.  Her dress clung to her as her legs danced, stepping back and
forth.  The wet material stuck to her, highlighting her curves, her garters
became visible as the weight of wet cloth restricted the flowing garment.

   Want you to make me feel

   Like I'm the only girl in the world

   Like I'm the only one that you'll ever love

   Like I'm the only one who knows your heart

   Only girl in the world

   Like I'm the only one that's in command

   'Cause I'm the only one who understands

   How to make you feel like a man

   I glanced at Jason, he was as spellbound as I was.  A quick glance
around the park and I noticed a few people watching from under a nearby
picnic shelter.  I looked back at Eva, water had completely soaked her by
this point but she never stopped or hesitated.  Her pace matched the music
as her body spun and danced, her hair whipping about her as she flung her
head to each beat of the music.  She dropped her hands from above and
grabbed her tits while swaying with the beat.  Even from a distance the
light from my truck was able to highlight the hardness of her nipples. 
Suddenly she turned her back toward us and grabbed her dress and bunched
the back together.  Most of her ass and all of her garters were now
displayed as she held the dress behind her and continued dancing.

   Yeah

   Want you to make me feel

   Like I'm the only girl in the world

   Like I'm the only one that you'll ever love

   Like I'm the only one who knows your heart

   Only one

   She dropped her dress and slowly ran her hands up her sides, rolling her
head she snapped her hair to the side and reached for the halter around her
neck.  Teasingly she slipped her fingers under the material and hooked her
thumbs.  Taking her time as her hips swayed back and forth, she ducked her
head and slipped the top off.

   Want you to take it

   Like a thief in the night

   Hold me like a pillow

   Make me feel right

   Baby I'll tell you all my secrets

   That I'm keepin', you can come inside (yeah)

   And when you enter, you ain't leavin'

   Be my prisoner for the night, oh

   The rain glowed from the head lights as it struck her body.  Tiny
diamonds highlighted in a single pool of darkness surrounding her.  Keeping
her back to us she spread her arms wide like a luau dancer as she continued
to dance and sway.  Looking around I saw more people than before, silent
watchers listening to the music and admiring the free spirit untamed.

   Want you to make me feel

   Like I'm the only girl in the world

   Like I'm the only one that you'll ever love

   Like I'm the only one who knows your heart

   Only girl in the world

   Like I'm the only one that's in command

   'Cause I'm the only one who understands

   Like I'm the only one who knows your heart

   Only one

   Water beaded on her back highlighting her muscles as she brought her
right hand behind her back again, this time she grabbed her dress and slid
the material out holding it with her hand as it came to the end.  Now her
butt was totally displayed with her panties and garters.  The sheer wet
fabric of the panties hugged her ass leaving nothing to the imagination.

   Take me for a ride, ride

   Oh baby, take me high, high

   Let me make you rise, rise

   Oh make it last all night, night

   Glancing around I saw more people under the picnic shelter, I looked
around and found that some had gathered on an opposite shelter too.  Jason
had pulled out his phone as he climbed into my front seat and was now video
recording.  I turned back as she slowly turned letting the fabric of her
dress fall from her fingers.  Her face was partially obscured by her
clinging hair as her hands cupped her breasts hiding her nipples from view.
Still she moved to the beat, teasing her body back and forth matching the
rhythm of the song as if she choreographed it.  Her hands moved back and
forth on her chest, her arms blocking the view as she swept them teasingly
across her body.

   Take me for a ride, ride

   Oh baby, take me high, high

   Let me make you rise, rise

   Make it last all night

   Unexpectedly she crossed her arms and slowly drew them up her body as
she gyrated her hips sensuously.  She brought her arms straight above her
head exposing her tits to the world with rivulets of water running down the
hard-little mounds of her nipples.  Closing her eyes, she thrust her chest
out proudly, her arms reaching high, fingers spread, and head tilted back.

   Want you to make me feel

   Like I'm the only girl in the world

   Like I'm the only one that you'll ever love

   Like I'm the only one who knows your heart

   Only girl in the world

   Like I'm the only one that's in command

   'Cause I'm the only one who understands

   How to make you feel like a man

   Her body was taut with barely contained energy, face resplendent in the
beauty of her movements, shadows and light played over her muscular body
highlighting the sleek strength yet feminine curves.

   Only girl in the world

   Girl in the world

   Only girl in the world

   Girl in the world

   She slowed as the music came to a stop, head down, chest heaving she
froze letting the water wash over her body.  Out of the night another car
turned its lights on spearing her in its beams.  She looked up and around
seeing for the first time the crowd of onlookers on either side.  Another
set of headlights turned on yet she never moved but just slowly looked
around the park.  The next Rihanna song began to play, S&M.  A ghost of a
smile crossed her lips as she walked over to the speakers, reached down and
turned up the volume so everyone heard, she stepped away and threw her head
back.

   *****

   (Eva)

   Na na na, come on

   Na na na, come on

   Na na na, na na come on

   Na na na, come on, come on

   Come on, na na-na na come on

   Na na na, come on

   Na na na, na na, come on

   Na na na, come on, come on

   Come on, na na na na

   Closing my eyes, I slowly pivoted a full circle while hooking my thumbs
into the dress, I continued to pivot while increasing my speed in a
revolving whirl of precision and grace as I pushed the outfit down.  I
would have tried a different approach but I knew the rain would make the
dress near impossible to get out of gracefully so I opted to use the
movements of dance to shed the soaked clothing.  As I pushed it over my
hip's gravity took it away and it slid off my body to lie in the grass.  I
wanted this; I wanted this as badly as I wanted to breathe.  The entirety
of my being moving with perfect clarity.

   Feels so good being bad

   There's no way I'm turning back

   Now the pain is for pleasure

   'Cause nothing can measure

   Opening my eyes, I noticed the crowd, more people had gathered under the
picnic shelters and more lights had turned on from parked cars so that now
half a dozen headlights highlighted me to anyone within sight.  Blood
pounded in my head and I felt dizzy from excitement as I swayed to the beat
in my underwear and garters.  My senses exploded as I felt cool rain
mingling with the warm spring air playing on my skin causing goosebumps to
cover my flesh.  The scent of wet grass invaded my nostrils as my feet
danced to the beat.  The patter of rain mixed with the pulse of the music
heightening the energy of the moment.

   Love is great, love is fine

   Out the box, out of line

   The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more

   'Cause I may be bad but I'm perfectly good at it

   Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it

   Sticks and stones may break my bones,

   But chains and whips excite me

   Exhilarated I slowed to the music, swaying my body seductively, trying
to seduce everyone around me.  I saw men and women in the watching crowd,
their faces suffused with awe, delight, and admiration.  Almost everyone
had phones out and I knew I was being videoed, I felt the intensity of the
moment, the desire in the air as everyone watched me.

   'Cause I may be bad but I'm perfectly good at it

   Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it

   Sticks and stones may break my bones,

   But chains and whips excite me

   My feelings overwhelmed me, threatening to engulf me and leave me
collapsed on the ground.  I focused on Michael's truck, I couldn't see his
face past the light but I knew he was watching.  I was doing this for him,
nothing else existed, just him, as I kept dancing.

   Na na na come on, come on, come on,

   I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on

   I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on

   I like it, like it come on, come on, come on

   I like it, like it

   Love is great, love is fine

   Out the box, out of line

   The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more,

   A slow feeling of arousal crept into me, the heady rush of the watching
crowd gave ground to the slow build of sexual need.  Impulsively I hooked
my fingers into my panties and tugged them to either side.  The material
was wet and provided no protection from view but still the thought of
pulling them off was dangerous.

   'Cause I may be bad but I'm perfectly good at it

   Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it

   Sticks and stones may break my bones,

   But chains and whips excite me

   It was different from last night, that had been controlled, consented,
and ultimately protected.  This was raw, wild, out of control.  I undid the
clips to my garters as I slid my panties down my legs, bending I brought
them to my ankles and stepped out of them, straightening I held them and
pointed at Michael.  I wanted everyone to know who this was for, whether
they saw him or not.

   Na na na come on, come on, come on,

   I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on

   I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on

   I like it, like it come on, come on, come on

   I like it, like it

   S, S, S and M, M, M

   S, S, S and M, M, M

   His headlights flickered off and on as I threw my panties at his truck.
I wanted him to take the words of the song to heart, to know what he was
doing to me.  I was falling for him and I felt inspired!

   Oh I love the feeling you bring to me

   Oh, you turn me on

   It's exactly what I've been yearning for

   Give it to me strong

   And meet me in my boudoir

   Make my body say ah, ah, ah,

   I like it, like it

   I slowed my dance down to be more seductive as I alternated moving my
hips from side to side then front to back.  I turned away from him
delicately swinging my ass back and forth, my eyes looking down over my
shoulder, teasing Michael with promises of later tonight.

   'Cause I may be bad but I'm perfectly good at it

   Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it

   Sticks and stones may break my bones,

   But chains and whips excite me

   'Cause I may be bad but I'm perfectly good at it

   Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it

   Sticks and stones may break my bones,

   But chains and whips excite me

   Once I again I increased my pace, feeling each thrum of the music, the
beat pounding in my body.  The harshness of the moment affecting me with
its strength, I left all my inhibitions behind as I took all my passion and
danced.  Unrestrained I weaved, turned, threw my arms wide, my limbs
quivered, my breath came in gasps, my muscles ached as I gave everything I
had to the dance, the elements matched my intensity as lightning struck and
thunder followed.  I cried out with Mother Nature and felt on the edge of
the universe.

   Na na na come on, come on, come on,

   I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on

   I like it, like it, come on, come on, come on

   I like it, like it come on, come on, come on

   I like it, like it

   As if sensing my finish, the rain slowed, one last lightning strike and
with a resounding boom I slowed as the song faded, my arms came down, my
head dropped, energy spent I faced Michael.

   S, S, S and M, M, M

   S, S, S and M, M, M

   S, S, S and M, M, M

   S, S, S and M, M, M

   Smiling, I looked up, he was standing next to his truck now. 
Unexpectedly I heard clapping and looked around, at least fifty people
stood nearby under shelter, car horns honked from around the park and
lights flashed on and off.  It lasted for minutes as people cheered and
clapped, I straightened and turned, looking around and smiling at everyone.
The rain had faded to a light sprinkle.  Michael came forward and picked up
the speaker turning it off, Jason grabbed my dress and panties.  They
stayed back as the crowd cheered and offered their admiration to me.  I
turned to Michael as he walked forward, he tossed the speaker to Jason.  I
started to ask him if he enjoyed the show when he took me in his arms and
kissed me hard.  His lips pressed against mine and his tongue slid into my
mouth.  Reawakened passion surged in me and I grabbed his head and pressed
my body to him.  The cheering and clapping resurged as I closed my eyes and
savored the moment, the feel of his rough clothes pressed to my naked body
was arousing on so many levels.  I was a heartbeat from putting on an
entirely different kind of show when he broke the kiss and took my hand
pulling me back to the truck with him.  Jason followed and we quickly
loaded up and drove away while people waved.

   "Oh my god that was such a rush," I screamed as we drove away.

   Jason and Michael stayed quiet as I sat in the middle of the back seat
while leaning forward between the front seats.  They're both quiet as I use
my dress to dry off a little, Michael keeps glancing in the mirror to watch
me, Jason isn't nearly as subtle as he blatantly stares.  Even though
they've both seen me naked on numerous times I still feel a thrill run
through my body.  It's such a rush being naked in front of both of them. 
Words can't describe the feelings and emotions tearing through my body, I'm
bursting with energy to the point that I swear I'm going to explode.

   Before I know it, he's pulling the truck into his driveway.  He's barely
stopped before I hop out, the rain has died to a slight sprinkle and I wait
for the boys to exit the truck.  I walked in front of them to the door and
looked back to find them both smiling and staring at my ass as they
followed me.

   As they come inside, I pull Michael to me and kiss him.  I wrap my body
around him and grind up and down, I'm all hands as I push him into a wall.

   I break away long enough to look at Jason, "We're going to be a while,
so unless you're going to hold the video camera..."

   Jason laughed and held up his hands in a hold on gesture, "As
entertaining as that would be, I'll leave you two alone, but I may take you
up on that offer one day.

   I wiggled her eyebrows, "Sounds fun." I moved toward him and kissed him
full on the mouth, he stood still for a moment until I grabbed his hands
and placed them on my ass, then he returned the kiss and cupped my ass,
squeezing it tight.

   When I broke away, "Thanks again for everything, maybe when you hold the
camera, I'll let you go down on me too."

   Stunned Jason only nodded and moved to the door letting himself out.

   "That's going to have him on air for weeks," I said.  "Did you mean it?"

   I shrugged, "Would it bother you?"

   "Not under the right circumstances I guess, I wouldn't want more but
watching you get oral could be fun."

   "I agree, I might eventually be open to threesomes but I'd need to get a
lot more comfortable, but I'd totally let him go down on me, especially if
you tied me up again."

   "You're going to be the death of me woman."

   "You have no idea," I said as I moved away from him to the bedroom. 
"Now take me to bed or lose me forever."

   *****

   The next few weeks flew by as we began to integrate our lives.  I
practically lived at his house and while there I spent most my time naked
or a best wearing a pair of panties.  Jason and Remy stopped by often and
had both seen me naked so many times that it had to be getting boring, they
assured me, it was not.  Still it was a little unexpected when I came by
his house after work and a group from his motorcycle club was there.

   Standing at the edge of living room my heart raced as I looked around at
the circle of Marines, there were four of them plus Michael standing in a
semi-circle around me with small smiles on their faces.  I sensed I was in
trouble...  lots of trouble.  Swallowing I looked at Michael, his face held
no hint at all.  We'd been playing lots of games up to this point but I had
a feeling things were about to escalate.

   Licking my lips, I tried to act casual, "Uhmmm, what's up guys?  What's
going on?"

   Without saying a word, they moved toward me, I felt the tension in the
air but despite the slightly sinister feel and the look on their faces I
felt no fear, just an anticipation.  A small surge of adrenaline shot
through me and my nipples went hard under my white office blouse.  The
front had a sharp V making it obvious I wasn't wearing a bra and I could
feel my nipples pressing against the soft fabric.  It turned me on, I knew
Michael and trusted his friends, something crazy was about to happen I just
didn't know what.

   I involuntarily stepped back as they moved forward, I was wearing a gray
pencil skirt, stockings, and black heels so I had to keep my steps small.

   "Uhmmmm guys?

   They came forward slowly, no words were spoken and they never looked at
anything but me.  Before I realized what was happening, I let out a small
whimper.  Suddenly I noticed something, these were all the single friends.
A few of them were dating girls but as far as I knew none had wives.

   The last steps were taken quickly as they rushed me.  I barely had time
to register their movement before they grabbed me and lifted me into the
air.  Each one grabbed a separate limb and held me up as if I was light as
a feather.  I fought a little but it was more for show than true
resistance.

   "What the hell?" I cried.

   Nobody said a word but they casually rolled me over without letting me
free.  They took me to the ground and their combined weights easily held me
down.  I put a little more strength in my resistance to test my limits but
now they had leverage against me too.  Each one had a grip like a vice and
with their weight balanced over the top I couldn't move at all.  A familiar
flush hit me and my excitement quickly grew.

   I'd kept my hair free at work today and it fell around my face blinding
me.  I tried to speak, "You can't just..." but Michael had been waiting for
the moment and I only got a few words out before he slipped my ballgag in
my mouth.  I shook my head to object but in seconds it was firmly strapped
between my teeth.  He moved down to my legs and straddled my feet while
holding my calves.  The rest positioned themselves around me as I thrashed
my head around to move the hair from my face and see.

   I had one on each arm, Michael straddling my feet and holding my calves
and one on each side at my waist with a hand on my waist and on my thigh. I
faced forward to get my bearings and tried to figure out what was going on.
Despite all the showing off I'd done recently I was still unsure of what
was happening so I was surprised when I felt my skirt being unzipped.  I
wiggled my ass to see what they'd do and both guys on my sides slid their
hands up to my ass and tightened their grip.  Again, a surge of excitement
ran through me as two different men each had a hand on my butt.  Quickly my
zipper was pulled lower till I felt cool air over my ass, the hands moved
from my zipper to the sides and pulled the cloth down.  There was no
hesitation as my skirt was pulled down to my feet, where Michael slipped it
off.  I whimpered but they continued without pause.  The two on either side
hooked their fingers into my black g-string panties and pulled them down to
my ankles.  I heard a "damn" and they all paused, I blushed as I realized
they were admiring my ass.  After a minute they all moved to turn me over,
escape was impossible as they gently turned me and switched their grips to
opposite sides.  Now I was face up wearing only my blouse and heels.  I had
a better view as the hair fell out of my face and noticed Michael smiling
at me.  I never looked away from him as my blouse was unbuttoned and
slipped off my body.  Now I was naked and all five men were still holding
me down.  I glanced around at each face but not a single one except Michael
met my eyes, they were all looking at my body.  I reflexively shifted and
thrust my hips and chest out making them all go bug-eyed.  I'd have laughed
except for the ballgag, they were all transfixed by my nakedness and I
loved it.  I'd been naked in an art gallery, naked in a park in public and
naked in front of one of his friends but this was even more exciting.  The
public places had more people but they were all strangers, nobody had known
me, these were all close friends.  These men knew me and considered me a
friend, every time I saw them from now on, I'd wonder if they were
imagining me naked.  Michael shifted my legs a few feet apart to give
everyone a better look at my racing stripe.  I'd shaved for him a couple of
weeks ago but had let it grow back, thankfully I'd just trimmed it to a
nice stripe today.  Jason was one of the men on my side and he traced a
finger over my pussy lips causing my hands to tighten to fists and to draw
in my breath, the one on the other side brushed a finger across a nipple
and I had to fight to keep from moaning.  I wondered how much farther
they'd go but Michael cleared his throat and nodded and they lifted me
gently to standing position.  My hands were pulled behind me and handcuffs
quickly ratcheted them together.

   "Now we can either walk to the garage or carry you," Michael said.

   I blinked and he nodded then they moved me through the house to the
garage.  They opened the door and led me inside taking me to his Hayabusa
that I wanted and told me to hop on.  Using their arms for support I
straddled the bike.  The two that were supporting my arms held me while the
two free ones tied my ankles to the foot pegs.  Michael watched as they
worked, after my feet were tied the other two went to work too.  Five
minutes later they stepped back.  My hands had been tied to the grab bar
behind me, my ankles had been tied to the foot pegs, and my knees were
strapped to the side of the bike.  Michael nodded as he looked me over and
all five men moved around me watching me intently.  I tested the restraints
and couldn't do much more than squirm, the cuffs behind me forced me to
keep my back straight in a sitting position with my chest thrust out or
they'd put a strain on me.  My legs were thoroughly strapped to the sides
and I glanced down to see the small stripe above my pussy was visible to
everyone but my lips were mostly pressed to the motorcycle.

   "It's pretty simple really, you've wanted this bike and I'm going to
give it to you, but first we're going to have a little fun.  Let's see if
we can make you cum."

   My eyes widened at his words, he was going to give me the bike?  He
reached down and started the motor, a jolt shot through me.  They'd tied me
so that my pussy was pressed to the gas tank.  The gentle vibrations of the
idling motor sent a shock through my already aroused state.  I tried to
wiggle away but they'd done a good job tying me and my pussy was sent into
overdrive.  Michael revved the engine and I spasmed.  I looked around at
the men watching me and the arousal on their faces, I knew my face
reflected the same emotion.  One of them went to the garage door and turned
it on making it rise.  I squealed realizing I'd be open to the street now
and anybody passing by could see me.

   Michael smiled, "Relax, everybody's cars are in the driveway, it'd be
really tough to see you, but we have to open the door because of the fumes.

   Despite my initial squeal my exhibitionist side was getting turned on. I
really didn't want the neighbors to see this but the thought that they
might was making me dizzy with lust.  Michael revved the engine again and I
unconsciously pressed forward.  Jesus fucking Christ I thought, I'm humping
my bike!  I was completely naked, tied, gagged and getting off in front of
five different men.  Everything about this was humiliating, the ballgag in
my mouth, my nipples being rock hard, the fact that I was rubbing against
the motorcycle, I should be dying of embarrassment yet I was as turned on
as I'd ever been.  I looked around again and thought fuck it, let's do
this. Closing my eyes, I pressed harder against the tank, Michael gave
little revs that sent courses through my body every time.  I started
moaning through the gag, tossing my head back and forth as I pressed my
pussy into the motorcycle.  I let the moment take me, Michael revved harder
and longer and my pace quickened.  A finger stroked my nipple and I opened
my eyes to see Jason smiling at me.  That sent me over the edge and
electricity shot through me in a blinding moment, my body locked and my
muscles strained against my bonds.  I held that pose for more than a minute
until the glow passed and only little aftershocks surged through me.  My
head lolled forward and Jason and Michael held me upright.  Everybody moved
forward and began untying me, the gag was taken out and I worked my jaw. 
My body went limp and Michael and Jason lifted me off the bike, Jason took
me in his arms and carried me back into the living room and laid me on the
couch.  One of the others handed me a bottle of water and I took a sip, my
body was in shock, I'd rarely cum that strong in my life, they all stepped
back and watched me as I tried to recover.  Jason signaled everyone away
except Michael but they both stayed to watch over me.  After a few more
minutes I felt stronger and looked at them.

   "That was intense," I whispered.

   "Tell me about it," Jason replied.

   "Not sure I'll be able to look those guys in the eyes again."

   Jason snorted, "Don't worry about them, you looked like a goddess, that
was the hottest thing I've ever seen."

   I smiled and stretched out, "Did you mean what you said about the bike?

   Michael smiled and grabbed a small folder off the coffee table I hadn't
noticed.  He opened it and pulled out a pink slip and handed it to me.  It
was for the Hayabusa and it was in my name, he'd already been to the state
office and transferred it to me.  I caught my breath as I looked up at him,
tears forming in my eyes, my own bike, my first motorcycle and it was
really mine.

   I looked at him, "But I haven't given you any money."

   "I know, this is a gift, this past time with you has been the best of my
life, I want you to have the bike."

   "I love you."

   He looked stunned and for a second, I was scared, it was the first time
I'd uttered those words to him and I wasn't sure how he'd take it.

   His face broke into a huge smile, "I love you too."

   Relief poured over me as we smiled at each other.

   "That does bring me to a question though," he said.

   I frowned at his pause, he looked up and down, almost like a little kid
that had done something bad.

   Finally, he cleared his throat and looked me in the eye, "Do you want to
move in with me?"

   "I already told my landlord this was my last month.  I was moving in
whether you wanted it or not."

   Jason exploded into laughter, "Dude, she so owns your ass."

   Michael looked back and forth between us as I joined Jason's laughter,
the dumbfounded look on his face made us laugh even harder.  When we
finally stopped, I felt good enough to sit up.

   "Now I'm going to go put some clothes on and check out my new bike."

   "Nope," Michael said.  "You may own me, but I own you right back, you're
staying like this the rest of the night."

   "Here here," Jason said.

   I paused to digest what he'd commanded, shrugging I stood up, "Can I
ditch the sandals?"

   He nodded so I looked at Jason, we all stared at each other and I saw
they weren't getting the hint.

   I rolled my eyes, "Take them off please?" I phrased it in a question but
my tone was commanding.

   Jason dropped to his knees and began to unbuckle one.

   "What are you waiting for?" I asked Michael.

   He dropped too and undid the other.

   "I may be naked but I'm still the queen."

   They both looked up and nodded, finished they stood up and smiled at me.

   "Fair enough, you're right, you're the queen, but your ass is also
mine."

   Michael grabbed me toward him and kissed me.  I melted into his body as
he pressed himself to me.  I closed my eyes to savor the moment.  I was in
love, everything about him turned me on, the hard muscle, the rough texture
of his five o'clock shadow, I could taste whiskey and coke on his breath
and lips.  It was pleasant, combined with the force of his body and feel of
his lips I kissed him back with fervor.

   We broke panting, "Show me you're mine."

   I looked at Jason and at the door, I could hear the rest of his friends
in the kitchen talking and laughing.  I was an exhibitionist but even I had
limits, what I was about to do I would never do in front of that many men,
but Jason watching was alright, it showed him I was Michael's and would
show the depth of love I had for him.  I slipped to my knees and undid his
pants; his cock sprang from his shorts steel hard the second I pulled them
down.  I looked at him, then Jason, then I slowly took him into my mouth
while his best friend watched.  I went back and forth, bobbing my head up
and down, I pulled back and made cat like licks up and down the length of
his shaft.  This wasn't a blowjob it was an act of submission in front of
his friend.  I let the shaft caress my cheek and moved the tip around my
lips, I took him back in my mouth and deep throated him.  When I pulled
back, I looked up into his eyes as the length of him left my mouth.  I
tugged his shorts up, buttoned his pants, stood up and looked at Jason.

   "How was that?  Did that show enough ownership?"

   Jason nodded, and Michael let out a sigh.

   "Hell yes," Michael said.

   I walked past them both and into the kitchen, the talking stopped as I
stood naked in front of them again.  I smirked at each of them then walked
to the refrigerator and took out three Blue Moon beers making sure to bend
at the waist and give them an excellent view of my ass.  I turned and
handed one to Michael and Jason as they walked in, then popped the cap on
mine and took a drink.  The boys hooted their approval and another flush
hit my cheeks, I kept chugging and downed the whole beer, after I finished,
I got another one.

   "So..." I said, looking around, "Was that enough of a show?"

   *****

   (Michael)

   I walked into the house on a Friday afternoon looking forward to
spending time with Eva.

   "In here babe," I heard her cry out, I walked toward the sound of her
voice and entered the master bedroom.  Eva was standing was standing in
front of our bed wearing a black garter and thigh high stockings, her hair
free and wild.  On our bed tied to the dark wood rails and lying on our
dark purple comforter was a beautiful red head, she had smooth lightly
colored skin, a tight body with a bald pussy.  Her tits were C sized and
her light pink nipples were rigid from excitement.  Her shoulder length
hair lay free around her head like a wreath and when I looked into her deep
green eyes, she looked familiar.

   "Hey babe, this is Alexa, you remember her from the art gallery party,
right?"

   Familiarity rushed through me as I placed her, she was tied spread eagle
with her limbs stretched tight to each corner.  Eva slid onto the bed next
to her and ran a finger up her side sending a shiver through her body.

   "She wanted to meet you, I told her if she wanted to meet you it had to
be like this.  What do you think?"

   She continued to move her fingers up and down her body and making Alexa
groan and squirm.

   "Say hello Alexa."

   "Hello Michael."

   I realized my mouth had been hanging open and closed it, "Hello Alexa."

   Looking me in the eyes Eva brought her hand down and traced a finger
over her pussy lips, lightly stroking her finger back and forth.

   "Take off your clothes babe," Eva said.

   *****
   The end?