Night Passions - Part 3
The ping of his phone made Gary jump. He had been waiting for it, but it still startled him. He could see it was from Diane as soon as he looked at the phone, and stared at her name for a few seconds before checking the message.
This place is fancy. We should come here when I take you to dinner
As he was reading, a second message arrived.
They gave us a nice secluded spot
He couldn’t help picturing her in that little blue dress he had bought her. Doug’s arm round her waist. Maybe lower… He shuddered at the sudden image of Doug’s hand on her bottom. He remembered how sexy Diane had looked in that dress, before she left.
“Ta Da.” Diane sidled into the room with her outstretched arm leading the way as if making an entrance onto a stage. “How do I look?”
“Wow!” He loved her in that dress. It always did wonders for her curves, especially the plunging neckline. It was bitter sweet that she was going to wear it for another guy.
“You’re not just saying that?” Her grand posture suddenly dropped as she fiddled with the short hem of the dress. It was very short indeed, showing off her stockinged legs to great effect. Its fabric, thin enough to show the hint of a garter strap.
“No really you look amazing.” He felt uncomfortable looking at her. If he thought she looked great so would Doug, and the idea was disconcerting. “Look, why don’t you call this off, and maybe…”
“No Gary,” she said cutting him off. “We agreed. We had a long talk about this.” They had indeed talked at length about her date with Doug. Three times. Once when she had come home proudly pronouncing Gary had won his bet, and twice in bed. Thinking about those times in bed made him blush. She had played on his uncertainties and his arousal and made him admit he was turned on by the idea of her with Doug. Right now, with the moment of her departure looming, he was less certain but equally aroused.
“Yes dear,” he said looking down at her heels. “Are those new shoes?”
“These?” Diane shifted her weight, tilting one foot to the side so she could look at it better. Her dress rose slightly up her opposite hip revealing the hint of stocking top, reminding Gary just how short the dress was. “No they have been in the back of my wardrobe for ages. I look taller than you when I wear them, but with Doug being so tall, I thought I would get them out. Do you like them?”
“Yes they are nice” he said looking up from her thigh, into her teasing eyes. Diane smoothed her dress back down as she straightened. She looked so confident. Completely the opposite to his uncertainty as he fiddled with the book in his lap.
“Don’t worry. You know the rules we set,” she said in soothing tones. “It only has to go as far as you allow. We will be in constant communication.”
Still seated in the spot he had been in when she left, Gary texted back with shaking fingers.
Have a nice meal
He took a deep breath and tried to convince himself this was just a meal with a friend. His arousal told him otherwise. He could feel himself getting stiff in his jeans. Why did the idea of her with Doug arouse him so much? He unpaused the TV and tried to get back into the show he had been watching, but images of her in that dress kept popping into his mind. Her, leaning forward across the table allowing Doug a view down her top. Her leaning back in laughter, arching her back and pressing her breasts forward, the tin material outlining a braless nipple.
This was no good. Maybe he should have a shower?
Should have the oyster starter. They are an aphrodisiac! Doug is having them ;)
What did she mean by that? Gary wondered, as he sat down on the bed in his towel. Was Doug already acting interested? Was he aroused? The latter idea brought an image of straining trousers to mind, and he didn’t want to think about that.
Have what you think is best
He texted back neutrally. Although after he sent it he wondered if she would think he was being passive aggressive.
Skip the food would be best! I will have oysters - Act frisky - Play some footsie
The reality of her situation hit Gary with her response. She was going to seduce Doug unless he texted back not to. These were the rules they had set. At any time he could stop her and call the whole thing off. She would make her excuses and leave, explaining Gary was heading home unexpectedly. Doug had been told he was away on business for the weekend.
Gary stared at the text. Willing himself to stop her. Knowing that the longer he waited the more likely she was already slipping off her shoe and sliding her stockinged foot up Doug’s leg. All he had to do was text a simple ‘NO’ and it would stop, but instead he sat staring until his phone screen went black. His erection tenting his towel.
Later, Gary was sat in bed trying to read when his phone rang.
“God I am so horny.” Diane said before he could even say hello. “Doug is so naughty. He pulled my foot up and pressed it against his crotch. I sat there the whole course feeling his erection pressing against me. I wonder if he has a thing for feet.”
“Diane? Have you left?” Gary was confused to get a phone call. The rules had only specified texts.
“What? No, I have popped into the little girl’s room again. I was worried things would go too far if I didn’t pop out.” She sounded as if she was trying to keep her voice down, but she was clearly a little drunk.
“Oh.” He didn’t know what else to say. He wanted to shout ‘come home’ and call it all off but he found himself fascinated.
“It is huge!” She said emphasising the words with a girlish high pitch.
“Sorry what?” He knew what she meant but he was so uncomfortable thinking about her foot and his…
“His cock!” she said in an exaggerated whisper that seemed louder than anything else she had said. “It is huge! I haven’t felt one that big since Hank in college!”
Who the hell was Hank? Why was he getting so turned on? This had to stop. He had to say something.
“Anyway, must get back. Text if you want me home. But please don’t.” And she was gone.
Those last desperate sounding words, please don’t, seemed to echo in the silence of the bedroom. Was she hurrying back so she could nestle her foot onto his huge cock again. Gary found himself wondering how big it was. If she hadn’t felt one that big since college that clearly implied it was bigger than his. Was that an issue? She made it sound like she was delighted. Was she fantasising abut it? Did she want it inside her?
Gary got out of bed and went to make himself a drink. He needed to distract himself. Clear his head, forget his persistent arousal and then call Diane home.