I smiled and started to laugh, she looked at me oddly and a little hurt. “I’m sorry, it just that I think the only reason he’s wanting us to try this out is because he thinks he gets to watch! He does care, and he does want you to know for sure, but that is a big part of it, dear.”
Her expression turned to surprise and a bit of fear. “I don’t want him to watch. I won’t be able to do it if he watching.”
I laughed again, “I said he thinks he gets to watch. There is no way that I’d let him see us or even let him video tape it!”
She joined me in laughing and Scott came out of the bedroom. “Is everything ok?” He asked peaking around the corner.
I waved him into the room. “We just need to figure out a time. I’m to beat to do anything tonight…worthwhile.” I gave Cindy a sly smile and she blushed. We talked for about a half hour about when and where before Cindy had to leave.
As I walked her to the door and gave her a hug she whispered, “He still thinks he’s going to watch.”
I nodded and gave her a squeeze, “I’d take care of it,” I assured her. I closed the door behind her and walked back to the couch, I plopped down next Scott. He grabbed me and gave me a big kiss on the cheek, but I stopped him before he had a chance to thank me. Pushing him away, I turned to face him with a serous expression on my face. “You can’t be here tomorrow night.” I said bluntly, he stared at me in surprise. “I know that you want to, but Cindy and I both decided that you shouldn’t have anything to do with it.” I finished.
Scott looked down at the floor silently, and then looked up at me. “Ok, if that’s the only way it will happen. I know you will tell me everything any how.” He smiled mischievously at me. “Thank you for doing this, it is really important to me that we know the truth.” He wrapped me in a massive hug for a few seconds until I fought my way free.
“I need to get to sleep, I’m exhausted. I’ll see you in the morning, or later, I don’t work tomorrow.” With out saying anything, Scott pushed me down on the couch against the armrest. He climbed on top of me, straddling my torso. “What are you doing?” I asked wearily trying to sit up.
“I don’t know anybody else who would something like this for me or anyone else. I want to thank you.” He pushed me back down firmly and cut me off before I could protest. “You know I won’t go too far, just let me make you happy.” I groaned but relented, I knew it was no use arguing or fighting with him.
He deftly unbuttoned my work shirt and opened it. Just as quickly he unhooked my bra and pushed it down my arms, tucking it under my breasts. I knew the tactic well; it would immobilize me as well as getting it out of the way. I sighed and let him go to work; I knew he had fun pleasuring people. He took each full breast in a hand and began rubbing the nipples. Using his index fingers and thumbs he pinched and twisted. I made a small noise and arched my back, in response he pulled up on them. I almost screamed as he pulled them farther and farther. He let them snap back and my breath came in short bursts.
He sat back and let me regain my breath. “Are you done?” I asked when I had caught it again. Instead of speaking he unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. I pressed my butt against the couch just to spite him when he tried to pull them down. He saw that I was going to give him trouble and leaned on top of me, his face almost touching mine.
“You’re not going to let me do this the easy way are you?” He asked.
“There is an easy way?” I asked sassily. Again he didn’t reply, but he did bend his neck down and delivered a sharp bite to one of my nipples. I cried out and jumped, Scott used the distraction to slip my pants and underwear past my hips. I fought against him but knew that I had lost the battle already. To stop my movements he placed his hand on my breastbone and held me down firmly. The other hand began to weed its way thru the tangle of my dark curly hair. I was sopping wet and physically ready for him to do anything.
Out of the blue, my mind flashed on the dream from that morning. I couldn’t let that happen and I started to struggle and protest. This was usually part of our games, so he fought with me and kept me on the couch. My mind began to race and I shouted out “Panic! Let me up!” He jumped up and I flipped of the side of the couch pulling my pants on.
“What happened?” He asked looking terrified. I had never used that command on him but he did know what it meant. “What wrong?” He asked kneeling beside me now.
“Nothing, it’s just…I’m tired. I need to go to bed.” I stuttered through the pathetic lie hoping he would believe me.
“That is a horrible, bold face lie Robin.” He was holding my arms firmly but gently. “Now tell me what happened.”
I took a deep breath and decided to tell him, “You know those sex dreams I’ve been having?” He nodded once and waited for me to go on. “I always told you I didn’t who the men where. That they… they were just dreams…and I didn’t know where they came from.” I paused and took another deep breath. “That was a lie, I know who they, he was. It is always you.” I finished looking down. “I don’t know why it’s you. I don’t want to have sex with you.”
He looked a little hurt, “Well, tell it how it is sister.” He said dryly.
“I’m sorry. You’re a great guy, beautiful and smart, but I don’t want to have sex with you. Our friendship is wacko the way it is.”
He stood and reached out to help me up. Embracing me he whispered in my ear. “Robin, you should have told me I wouldn’t have freaked out. Are you going to be ok?” I nodded silently. “Let’s go to bed now.” I raised an eyebrow. “Separate beds.” He added with a grin.
That night I didn’t dream about Scott for the first time in two weeks. I did however have a great dream about Cindy.
The nest morning I was talking to Scott at breakfast, “where are you going to go tonight?” He just hid his mouth behind his cup and mumbled some gibberish. “Say again?” I asked.
He sighed and guiltily set down his coffee cup. “I was hoping I could just stay in the living room.”
“No! Absolutely not, I told you that last night.”
“I know. I just was hoping you’d let me stay. I want to know the outcome as soon as possible. I promise be good and I’ll stay in the living room, I won’t even go near the bedroom.”
I looked him deep in the eyes and laid my hands on his own. “I know that Cindy doesn’t want you there, and I don’t really want you there either.” I smiled at him, “besides, who’s saying that we’ll stay in the bedroom?”
“Ok, I’ll call Pete, and see if he wants to do something. I’ll take my cell along, and I want you to call me right away.” He relented, he didn’t look happy, but it would have to do. I didn’t want to add any extra variables to the experiment, it was risky enough.
“Well, I’m sure you guys will have a bit to talk about if you let him know where your girlfriend is!” We both laughed and we both knew that all was resolved with out hurt feelings.
That night after Scott left, I started to set the mood for the night in the apartment. Candles and incense burned as soft music played. I did not bring out any of my normal toys; this was going to be a night of soft, gentle, and soft sex.