Tall Girl, Part One

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Adult Romance  |  House: BDSM


He drove himself to the dance club one night for the advertised oldies night. He stepped to the bar and heard Larry the bartender say,”What you having tonight?”

“I'd like to say a woman with long legs and brains but I'm driving so I'll have a bottle of that root beer I see there.”

“Coming right up.”

When the DJ started, it was only a few songs in, that he could see that the oldies weren't what he wanted. Motown was his preference but none were forthcoming. He felt disappointed and finished his root beer before leaving. He sat the empty bottle down and looked up to see his ex-wife, Audrey, standing a short distance away. “Hey, Tall Girl. Knowing you, I suppose you want a hug.”

“I surely do, Handsome and here it is.”

“I've been seeing a counselor to help me with things and she says I've calmed down enough to talk about our marriage.”

“How did you know I was here?”

“That we're both here tonight is just a coincidence.”

“The DJ is about to start up again. Let's go outside or we'll never hear anything.

“Okay.” She took his arm as they retreated to the quiet of the lobby.

“I have a question for you. Why did you file for divorce?”

“Mainly you were a very negative person. My counselor says that for every negative thing that's said, there should be 3 positive things said to counter it.”

“Oops.”

“Yeah, oops.”

“I'll think about it.”

“I hope you'll think about it. Your present husband might like a more positive approach.”

“I hear you have your own place.”

“Yep, Dad finally sold his business and he gave me enough for a down payment. Little brother and Elaine are using his share to fix up their place.”

The music started again and was still too loud for her. “Let's get out of here.”

“What are you thinking? Coffee shop?”

“I'd like to see this new place you've got.”

]“Fair enough. Its only a few blocks from here on Everard.”

They got there quickly. “I'll put some coffee on. It'll be a few minutes. Make yourself comfortable. I suggest the couch.”

“This couch is like sitting on a cloud.”

“That's the one I wanted to get when we were together. Coffee's about ready. Still two sugars and a touch of milk?”

“Yep.”

He brought the cup to her and handed it to her. “This is terrific!”

Where'd you get it?”

“Same place we always got our coffee. That blend is something else I wanted when we were together.”

“You were right about something else, too.”

“Oh?”

“It didn't kill me to have a dick in my mouth.”

“Really!?”

“I've done a lot of exploring since then.”

“You couldn't have done that with me?”

“We can do everything I've learned now.” She moved very close to him and nipped his ears. “If you think I'm trying to seduce you, you'd be right.”

“Are you forgetting you're remarried?”
“At this moment its only a vague memory.”

“Oh, boy! What next?”

“Wouldn't you like someone who welcomes your booty calls?”

“Yes, but I would prefer someone who is unattached.”

“Come on, Baby. At least give it some thought.”

“You're not going to give this up, are you?”

“Not until we're horizontal and doing the nasty.”

He rolled his eyes back and stared at the ceiling for a moment.

“What?”

He answered her query by throwing her face down on the couch. “If we're going to do this, we're going to do it my way. You once said you wanted a man who could take take charge not like the wuss you were married to. Well, I'm taking charge now. You're going to be required to do things you're not accustomed to. Stay right where you are and don't move a single muscle. I'll be right back.”

He came back with a bag he thought of as his 'booty bag'. He extracted a few carefully selected items. “I want what I want and you will fulfill my wishes and requests at all times, or you can get the hell out! Do you understand?”

His words captured her attention so completely, she didn't answer. He gave her a very firm swat on her butt. “Damn, that hurt! What the hell was that for? ”

“I want an answer to my questions. That's a small part of what you'll get if I don't get what I want. We're not going to have a problem with that are we?”

This time, she answered promptly, “No, Sir. Not at all, Sir.”

“I see you're catching on. For the rest of the evening, you will address me as Sir or Master.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Now, stand up.”

She did. If pressed, he would have to admit she was still very sexy to him and he found little to keep him from doing her that night. “Be a good girl and stay still while I remove your clothes. He extracted a very sharp pocket knife from one pocket and slowly slid it along her skin, the sharp edge separating her clothes from her body. The danger and erotic nature of having a sharp piece of steel against her skin wasn't lost on her. “That's it, nice and slow,” he said, as her blouse descended to the floor.

Once nude, he said, “Now bend over.” But she hesitated at his instruction. His favorite paddle descended toward her bottom. “Ow!” What the hell was that for?”

“That's part of your punishment. You turned down every one of my suggestions when we were together. Now I find out that you gave them a try with someone else. That is definitely an offense that requires punishment. Count them with me.”


Submitted: June 30, 2022

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DampKitten

This could be one of the hottest stories you've ever posted. Wow!

Sat, July 2nd, 2022 6:22pm

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