Lucy opened her eyes slowly minutes before her alarm was set to ring. “Oh” she whispered as memories from last night filled her mind and her eyes caught sight of the beads and oil sitting on the nightstand. She sat up slowly stretching her stiff muscles. Her body felt like it had been through a workout and of course it had. She reached over, turned off the alarm then laid back down. In her mind she could hear Gerard’s voice giving her instructions for the morning. Her cheeks blushed. “Why am I doing this?” She whispered. But deep down inside her body was giving the answer. Her body craved his touch but it was her mind that was offering resistance.

“I could just tell him I changed my mind.” She whispered glancing over at the beads. “That’s what I should do.” While last night had been beyond wonderful in the morning light things seemed different. For several minutes she simply laid in bed, confused and very unsure.

Gerard had hardly slept a wink last night. He’d gotten up very early, taken care of the chickens with few problems then had come back inside to make coffee. Unfortunately the day was already heating up making him rethink his plans. “Might not need any plan.” He muttered sadly. “She probably will change her mind.”

Taking his cup of coffee he moved to the table to sit, Rex staying close at his heels.
He leaned down to scratch the dog on the head. “Your mistress is driving me crazy.” He said softly.

Rex wagged his tail then licked Gerard’s hand.

Gerard glanced over at the clock on the stove knowing Lucy should be awake by now but as of yet he hadn’t heard her moving around. Disappointment filled his mind and body. Again he spoke to Rex. “I’m just afraid one morning she’ll decide I’m getting to close and tell me to get out.”

Rex licked his hand again.

“At least I know you like me.” He laughed.

He sat back to take a sip of coffee his mind lost in thought. While he’d already admitted to himself he’d fallen in love with Lucy he knew how potentially dangerous the situation was. He wanted her to feel the same way towards him but at the same time he knew that was unfair to her in a lot of ways. She didn’t really know anything about him, she didn’t know who he was or that he was still married. He could just imagine the look on her face if she found out. But there was no turning back at this point. “I came here looking for answers.” He muttered, “And all I’ve done is make a mess of things.”

Suddenly he heard the sound of the shower in the upstairs bathroom and his heart picked up speed. He’d told her to shower and obviously she was. Did this mean she’d do everything he’d demanded?

Slowly he got up moving towards the fridge. “God, I hope so.” He whispered.

Almost twenty minutes later Lucy appeared in the doorway.

Gerard tried not to smile when he saw she was wearing shorts and a tank top as he’d requested. His smile grew when she poured a cup of coffee then took a seat at the table.

“Breakfast is almost ready.” He said glancing down at the scrambled eggs in the pan.

Lucy kept her head down and remained silent.

“Did you sleep well?”

“Yes” She answered without looking up.

He placed the eggs on a plate then turned. His breath caught when he spotted her squirming slightly in the chair. “I didn’t.” He said placing the plate on the table in front of her. “Couldn’t stop thinking about this morning.”

She lifted her fork and began to eat.

He pulled out a chair and sat down with a fresh cup of coffee.

“You’re not eating?” She asked automatically then remembering she was to remain silent unless he asked her a question she looked back down.

Gerard smiled, “That was one, Lucy. Two more mistakes and you know I’ll have to punish you.” His smile grew wider when he saw her shift her legs. “But to answer your question, because I’m a nice guy, I got up at six, took care of the girls then made coffee. Rex and I had breakfast then talked until you got up.” He saw a small smile turn up her lips. “Rex is a great conversationalist.”

She continued to eat but her stomach was doing flips.

“So” Gerard said slowly, “Have you followed all of my instructions?” As he asked her felt his jeans tighten at the thought.

“Yes” She answered softly.

His body was humming. “Good, girl.”

“But..” She looked up then snapped her mouth shut.

“That’s two, Lucy.”

“Oh hell.” She muttered lowering her gaze.

“Three.” His tone was husky. “You know what that means.”

She sat her fork down. “Was gonna happen anyway.”

The smile he gave her was so sexy she inhaled sharply.

“Yeah, it was gonna happen anyway but still you need to remember the rules.”

She reached for her coffee cup, her hand was trembling.

He forced himself to ask, “It’s gonna happen because you want it, right?”

She stared at him before taking a sip. Once the cup had been safely sat back down on the table she answered. “Yes, it’s what I want.”

Her answer pleased him. “Good. Now finish your breakfast.”

Lucy shot him an exasperated look then picked up her fork. However she almost choked when he spoke.

“Tell me, Lucy. When you slipped the beads inside did you come?”

She quickly took a sip of coffee. “Uh, no.”

“Are you telling me the truth?”

“I didn’t.” She whispered. “Almost, but I didn’t.”

He sat back, “Good. I’d hate to think I missed seeing the look on your face when you come. It’s beautiful.”

Lucy squirmed in her seat feeling heat pool in her lower belly.

“Lucky beads.” Gerard muttered. He took a deep breath. “So tell me how do you feel?”

“Fine.” She answered proud of her one word answer.

He reached across the table to gently stroke her cheek with his fingertips. “Just fine? That’s not exactly the response I was looking for. Can you feel the beads?”

“Yes”

He sighed, “You are trying my patience.” He stood. “Come on Rex.” He said as he moved towards the backdoor. “You can’t watch.”

Lucy’s eyes grew wide as passion slammed through her body.

Once Rex was outside Gerard closed the door then pulling his chair close to her he sat back down. “Now then.” He said placing his fingers on her knee. “Tell me in detail what the beads that are buried in your pussy feel like.”

Lucy reminded herself to breathe. “Uh, they feel strangely good.”

“Strangely good.” He repeated slowly. “Interesting.” His fingers crept up her leg. “Do tell.”

“I can’t really explain it better than that.”

Using his hand he pushed her legs apart. “Try.”

“Oh” She cried out as his finger slid under her shorts to rub the fabric of her tight panties.

Gerard smiled, “Oh? That’s not an answer.”

She tired to make her mind work but gazing at this devilishly handsome man fingering her panties made it difficult. Suddenly she wanted him to feel the way she did. “They are buried deep. I can feel them rubbing against each other.”

She felt a small victory when she heard him moan softly.

“Much better answer.” He whispered as his finger pressed against the outline of the ring. “How does it make you feel knowing I could slip my fingers inside the panties and make you come right here, right now?”

She started to tremble. “Pretty damn good.”

He removed his fingers then sat back. “I could but I won’t. Not now.”

Lucy glared at him. “Tease.”

Gerard frowned, “Speaking again without permission, I must handle that problem. Finish your breakfast.”

“I’m done.” Lucy answered without looking down at her half eaten breakfast.

His smile was slow, “No you’re not. Finish up you’ll need your strength.”

She wanted to explain that food wasn’t on her mind but believing if she finished her breakfast he’d touch her made her pick up her fork.

Gerard settled back in his chair trying to ease the tightness in his jeans. He watched her every bite, silently urging her on. As soon as she was done the fun could begin.

Once she finally took the last bite of eggs Lucy placed her fork on the table.

“Good girl.”

She lifted her head to look into his eyes.

Gerard took the final sip of coffee from his cup. “Now then. What shall we do?”

“Gerard.” The impatience in her voice was loud and clear.

“Yes?”

“Stop teasing me.”

“Oh, I’ve only begun to tease you.” He whispered staring into her eyes. “I’m going to tease you until you can’t take it anymore, until you beg me.”

“Beg you?”

He nodded, “Yes Lucy, beg me. And tell me what are you going to beg me to do?”

The idea of begging a man to touch her wasn’t one she wanted to admit. “I have no idea.”

“Really?” He laughed. “You say one thing but your body is saying another. Don’t think I don’t see you squirming in that chair. I’d imagine by now those beads are soaking wet.”

She inhaled sharply.

“Are they?”

Lucy decided that two could play at this game. “Oh yes, very wet. My panties are soaked.”

His eyes flashed with desire. “Trying to get a response out of me?”

“I did get a response.” Lucy smiled.

He leaned back. “Touché. But it won’t work. I’m in control of the situation. Now would you like to hear what my original plan was?”

Again she was having trouble making her mind work so she simply nodded.

“Not good enough.” He barked. “Ask me to tell you.”

“Please tell me.” She whispered.

“As you wish. Originally I’d planned on turning you over my knee right here in the kitchen. I was going to spank that beautiful ass knowing that you would grind your pussy against my jeans as you felt the beads inside you moving, caressing.” He paused, “Then once you came I’d slowly pull them out.” He saw her breathing was coming much faster. “After that I was going to push you down on this table just like before and my dick would replace those beads.”

Lucy’s eyes glazed over with desire. “So why did the plan change?”

He grinned, “Too damn hot in here already. I want to take my time and enjoy this in comfort.”

She continued to stare at him.

“So” He said standing up. “Here is what I want you to do. You go on into the nice air conditioned living room while I wash the dishes.”

“Fuck the dishes” Lucy muttered.

Gerard laughed, “Someone is very feisty this morning, I like that. But that same person needs to learn to appreciate the feeling of anticipation. So like I said you will go into the living room and wait. Sit on the sofa, put your feet up on the coffee table but under no circumstances do I want you to touch yourself, do you understand?”

“I won’t.” She promised.

He stood then extended his hand. “Good girl.” Once she was on her feet he pulled her into his arms pressing his body against hers. “Feel what you’re doing to me?”

“Oh yes.”

He released her then stood back. “Now go.” He watched her slowly walk from the room. Once he heard the living room door close he exhaled. She had no idea how hard it was for him to stay in control. He quickly washed the dishes in record time.

As he’d instructed she was seated on the sofa, leaning back with her feet on the coffee table. Her eyes had been closed but they opened as soon as he walked in. He smiled at her then walked over to the desk.

Lucy’s fragile control was slipping. “What are you doing?”

He turned in his chair to glare at her. “Did I ask you to speak?”

“No”

“Then why did you?”

“Because I want to know what the hell you are doing over at the desk.” She huffed.

He smiled, “Well I thought of something for my story I want to get down on paper. So you’ll just have to be a good girl and sit there until I’m ready to deal with you.”

“You are so going to get yours.” She muttered.

He grinned, “You know I’m keeping count. Each time you speak to me without permission is one more swat.”

She glared a moment then closed her eyes. She understood perfectly well what he was doing and her body craved it.

Gerard picked up a pen and started writing. He grinned to himself because he was simply writing words that made no sense. Hell, he thought how could she even begin to think I could concentrate on anything but her? He turned to see her eyes were closed.

“Lucy”

“Yes" She answered without opening her eyes.

“I’d like you to lift your tank top so I can see your breasts.”

She inhaled shapely but after a moment slowly pushed up the material.

Gerard bit his lip to keep his own reaction silent. “That’s good.” He finally whispered. “Very nice. Now, while I finish up I want you to tease those nipples for me.”

Her eyes snapped open.

“Problem?” He asked.

Her body was on fire. “No, no problem.” She said trying to keep her voice steady. She slowly raised her hands to her breasts feeling pure desire flash hot over her body. The idea of sitting in a room with him, her breast exposed while he pretended to be otherwise occupied was very hot. Her fingertips began to rub her sensitive nipples. Without meaning to a moan escaped her lips.

“That’s another.” He said while doodling on the paper.

“Don’t care.” She knew she had his attention. “This feels so good.” She moaned again this time louder.

Gerard couldn’t take it anymore. He threw down the pen. Standing up he walked slowly over to the sofa. “I can see I need to deal with you now.”

She smiled, “Yeah, suppose you do. If not I’m just gonna sit here caressing myself, squeezing my legs together until I come.”

“Oh really.” He smirked, “No, that’s not what you’re going to do and just for saying that I’m going to have to punish you right now.”

Lucy’s eyes grew wide with anticipation and uncertainly.

“Stand.”

She quickly got to her feet.

He shoved the coffee table over than sat down on the sofa leaving her standing. He stared at her a moment then said, “Take off the tank top.”

She quickly pulled it over her head.

“That’s nice.” He said settling back planning on enjoying this as long as possible but the way his dick was throbbing he wasn’t sure how long that would be. “Now then, you defied me quite a few times.”

She nodded.

“How many times, Lucy?”

“I’m not sure.” She admitted, “Uh, I though you were keeping count.”

“Didn’t say that I didn’t know I wanted to see if you knew.”

She shrugged trying to appear calm while inside her body was screaming at him to stop teasing.

Lord, he knew he needed to touch her body soon. “Well since this is the first time I’m going to spank you I think I’ll settle on the number six. Do you know why I chose that number?”

“Yes” She whispered. “I think so.”

“Tell me.”

“Six beads.” She pressed her legs together tightly.

Gerard saw her clinch her tights. “That’s it exactly.” He smiled.

Her breathing was coming faster, her heart racing.

Slowly he held out his hand. “Come here.” When she placed her hand in his he yanked her to him throwing her off balance. She crashed into his body. Before she could react he had her over his knees. He ran his hand over her shorts. “These are definitely in the way.”

Roughly he yanked them down her legs but didn’t remove them. Then his hand was caressing her ass through the thin tight panties. “Very nice.” He murmured.

Lucy had closed her eyes trying to control her breathing.

“Nice as they are they too are in the way.” Placing his fingers under the elastic at the top he peeled them down slowly.

“Oh” She cried out.

For several moments he simply caressed her soft buttocks. Then he stopped. “Grab on to the leg of the coffee table. I don’t want you slipping off while I spank you.”

“Oh shit.” Her hands reached out to grab the leg.

“Good.” He said once again caressing her ass. “You know I can feel how wet you are? Fuck, it’s soaking through my jeans.”

“Gerard, please.” She whispered mindlessly.

His fingers ran down the crack of her ass then under slightly to locate the ring. “Please Gerard, what?”

When he barely tugged on the ring the last bead she’d inserted crested at her hot wet hole.

“Oh fuck.” Lucy screamed, “Please Gerard spank me.”

His hand came down hard on her ass shocking her but a moment later he tugged on the string making the bead slip out. The feeling was so intense she forgot the pain.

“That was one.” He whispered caressing the spot he’d slapped.

Lucy tried to press against his leg needing sweet release.

Gerard smiled, “Does it feel good to rub against my leg?”

“Yes” She panted.

He shifted one leg. “There. Now you can rub your pussy, grind it, Lucy.”

“Oh fuck.” She whispered.

Gerard’s hand came up and again he landed a stinging blow to her ass. She cried out first in pain then as he pulled out another bead the delicious tingling replaced the pain.

“Two” He whispered caressing her cheeks again. “You ass looks so good under my hands.”

“Gerard” Lucy warned rubbing against him. “I’m going…”

“Yeah, Sugar you’re gonna come more than once.” To illustrate his words he ran a finger down her ass then instead of tugging on the string his finger slid inside her to pull the next bead out.

Lucy went wild, her legs stiffened as the orgasm washed over her. “Of hell” She cried out.

Gerard waited a minute to catch her breath then laughed, “That was three.”

“Gerard no more, I can’t.” She panted letting go of the table leg.

She was shocked when the slap landed hard.

“No bead for that one.” He said roughly. “Don’t say you can’t come anymore because that’s a lie. You’ll come for me again but only when I tell you, understand?”

“Yes” She moaned. “Yes, I understand.”

“Good. Now grab a hold of that leg again.”

As soon as her fingers grabbed on to the wood he delivered the blow, this time the sting was more painful than before but as he tugged out another bead she could feel her muscles start to tighten.

“That was four.” He said slowly running one hand up her bare back. He moved it around to playfully tease the side of her breast. “Did you like four?”

“Yes, I loved four.” She whispered once again pressing herself against his leg.

“Then I am guessing you’ll love five.” His fingers pulled the string before she realized what he planned.

“Was I right?”

“Yes.” She whispered letting go of the table leg to reach back and run her hands up his legs under the jeans.

“Bad girl.” The swat he landed was light. “You don’t touch me until I give you permission.

She sighed then reached out again for the table leg.

“Now seems you have one more bead inside that hot pussy.” He said softly. “I’m very jealous of that bead. I want to take its place.”

“Yes” She moaned, “You should.”

He gave a shaky laugh, “Patience. Now stand up.”

Her legs shook as she scrambled to stand.

“God, you look so hot.” He whispered staring at her. “You’re body is begging to be fucked.” He reached out to touch the beads that were hanging between her legs making them sway slightly, making gravity tug on the one still inside.

“Then do it.” She panted.

He stood forcing her to take a step back. “Unbuckle”

Her hands flew to his belt.

“Now lower my jeans.”

She pushed the jeans down smiling when she saw he was wearing nothing beneath. Immediately her fingers moved to encircle his dick but he swatted them away. “I didn’t tell you to touch me, did I?”

“But I want to.” She wasn’t above begging again.

He sat back down then closed his eyes. “Suck me off.” He demanded. He felt as if he’d shatter into a million pieces when he felt her hot mouth take him in. For several minutes he kept his eyes closed enjoying the attention her mouth was giving him. However all too soon he knew if he didn’t push her away it would be over. “Stop.”

Lucy sat back on her heels.

He smiled, “As much as I loved that…”

Lucy grinned.

“I think I’m going to get your input into how this should end.”

Her smile faded, “What?”

“Thought I’d be a nice guy and give you some options, let you decided what you want.”

“Oh” She was surprised by this sudden change.

Gerard reached down to take his hard dick in his hand. He saw Lucy’s eyes watching him intently as he began to stroke. “Do you like this?”

There was no way she could lie. “Yeah, I like watching you.”

Suddenly he had an idea he hoped would please her. “You know Lucy, your body is so sensitive you can come so easily.” When he saw her frown he went on quickly, “That’s a very good thing.”

She tore her eyes away from him.

“Let me show you.” He said softly reaching for her arm. “I’m gonna show you how easily you can come for me with visual stimulation and my words in your ears.” When she looked up he saw her eyes were wide. “Now, lay down on the table.”

“The coffee table?”

“Yeah, the fuckin’ coffee table.”He said roughly not wanting her to rethink this, “Lay down.”

Lucy sat down slowly then leaned back, the cool wood against her back startling her momentarily.

Gerard stood, removed his jeans then walked over to stand beside the table. Looking down he smiled as he once again started to stroke his dick. “Watch me Lucy.” He demanded. “See what looking at you does to me.” His voice was low, “You make me so fuckin’ hard.”

Lucy was staring at him, without realizing it her tongue licked her lips.

“Oh shit, woman.” He stopped momentarily to pull her panties and shorts completely off. Taking his dick back in his hands he started to stroke faster as he panted. “Part your legs.”

She slid her legs open, wide.

“Beautiful” He whispered moving to stand between them. “Now reach down and pull out that bead.”

Her fingers trembled as she grabbed the string and pulled.

“Don’t come.” He barked.

She fought the feeling but her back started to arch.

“Lay still.” He yelled stroking faster. “Now do you want to know what I’m going to do?”

“Yes” She begged. “Tell me.”

“I’m going to come all over your pussy.” He ground out. “Would you like that?”

Lucy could feel the moisture between her legs flowing, “Yeah, do it.”

He took a step closer, stoking harder. “I’m gonna come on you, I want you to rub it on your tits.”

Lucy’s back arched as she moaned loudly. This was so erotic she couldn’t begin to answer as the orgasm began to peak.

“Fuck” He moaned as he shot his release onto her.

Mindlessly she reached down to run her fingers through the hot, sticky wetness. As she moved to touch her nipple the orgasm exploded causing her to cry out.

Gerard moved to the sofa and collapsed. “Fuck” He muttered breathlessly. He leaned back and closed his eyes.

For a moment Lucy continued to lay on the table in silence.

When he heard her start to get up he opened his eyes. What he saw troubled him. She had grabbed her clothing and was starting for the door. “Lucy, stop.” She didn’t turn. “Please.”

Slowly she turned to face him keeping her eyes lowered.

Gerard got to his feet. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” She muttered. “Just gonna go clean up.”

He didn’t believe her for a moment. “Talk to me. Did I hurt you? Was this too kinky for you?” He needed to understand.

“I’m just being stupid.” She whispered. “Nothing is really wrong.”

He grabbed her hand and before she could object he pulled her over to the sofa. Once there he pulled her onto this lap. “Talk to me, Sugar. Tell me what you’re thinking.”

“I’m thinking that you must think I’m some sort of slut.” As the words left her lips she threw her hand over her mouth not believing she’d actually just told him.

“A slut?” Gerard was beyond shocked. “Why the hell would I think that?”

She refused to look at him. “Why wouldn’t you?”

Gerard sighed, “Lucy, I don’t understand.”

“Look, think about it. A man I don’t know shows up at my house, I not only let him stay I start having hot sex with him.” She sighed “Hot, kinky sex.”

This was a side of Lucy he hadn’t really seen before. “Okay, let’s discuss.” He said softly stroking her arm. “First off you saved my life during a fuckin’ tornado. Then you opened your home to me.” He hated that she wouldn’t look at him. “Then we both decided we wanted a physical relationship. One that both of us enjoy very much.” He reached out to tilt her chin up. Looking deeply into her eyes he asked, “We are enjoying it right?”

She nodded slightly.

He knew he needed to make her understand even though it was hard for him to admit. “Lucy, the things you’ve let me do are not things I’ve done before. Believe me I’ve never suspended a woman from the rafters before. I’ve never got to pay the domineering role before now. Honestly I’ve never felt comfortable enough with a woman do even think about these things. But you are different. I’m not afraid you’ll think I’m some sort of pervert, I’m not afraid you’ll be disgusted by what I want to do.” He paused making himself tell her the truth. “I’m not afraid you’ll laugh at me.”

“Laugh at you?” Lucy repeated in shock.

He nodded slowly, “Yeah, laugh and tell me to fuck off. You just don’t get it. You’re a smokin’ hot woman, Lucy. You could have any man you wanted.”

A shocked look covered he face. “No, I’m not.”

“Yeah, you are. What I’m trying to make you understand it this, I feel so fuckin’ comfortable around you I’m not afraid to let you know what I want and...” He caressed her arm. “It makes me pretty fuckin’ happy to think it’s what you want to.”

She sighed, “I’m sorry but like I told you before this is all so new to me. Part of me thinks it has to be wrong because it feels so right.”

A smile lit his face. “If it’s what we both want then why would it be bad?”

She shrugged.

“Hey” He said softly hugging her, loving that she was sitting nude in his lap allowing it. “I think maybe you’ve got some preconceived notions about me that are wrong. A lot of this is new territory for me too.” He grinned, “You know I could just as easily let myself think you believe I’m some sort of man whole, hitting on anything that moves but that ain’t the case. I’m drawn to you Lucy.” His voice became a soft caress, “Just spending time with you gives me a sense of peace I’ve never felt before. The sex is just an added bonus, a fuckin’ spectacular bonus but a bonus all the same.”

For several minutes Lucy leaned against his chest, listening to his heart beat. Finally she forced herself to admit the truth, “I feel the same way towards you.”

In his heart he knew this moment signaled a break through but he didn’t want to push her too much, too soon. “Okay” He said smiling. “I have another plan.” When he felt her body slightly tense he went on quickly. “How about we clean up, get dressed then make ourselves a snack, don’t know about you, but suddenly I’m starving.”

She smiled slightly, “Told you physical activity makes a person hungry.”

“Well we’ve definitely covered physical actively. We’ll eat in here. Then if you’re not busy I’d really like you to read what I’ve written so far.”

Lucy sat up smiling. “Really?”

“Yeah, I’d love your honest opinion, hopefully you’ll be able to read my handwriting.”

Her whole attitude brightened. “I’d love to read it.”

“But you have to promise to be honest about what you think.”

“I will.” She nodded. She started to push off his lap but suddenly stopped.

“What?” He asked in confusion, the look on her face was one he didn’t understand.

“I...” Lucy paused then slowly, keeping her eyes locked with his moved closer. When her lips touched his she stopped breathing.

Gerard too stopped breathing when she kissed him. It was quick and over all too soon but he understood how important it had been.

She leaned back looking deeply into his eyes.

“Thank you.” He whispered praying she’d understand he knew how important that kiss had been.

Still afraid, still unsure she whispered, “No, thank you.”