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She has something to show me.
"Now, Lisa," he said seriously. "You know we can't have intercourse until we're married."
"That's not what I want," I said coyly.
"Well, OK," Jerry said, intrigued despite himself. "I guess we can really do anything except that."
Just you wait, asshole, I thought. He invited me over that night. It was Bridge night for his parents, and we would have the place to ourselves. Perfect. I grabbed the bag of toys I had prepared and drove over to Jerry's to begin my night of fun.
He kissed me as I arrived, and I kissed him back even though he repulsed me now. I didn't want him to get suspicious.
"What's in the bag?" he asked.
"You'll see," I teased. "Let's go into your room."
Grinning, Jerry led me into his bedroom.
"Now you have to whatever I tell you to," I said. "I'm the master and you are the slave."
"Sure, babe," he winked and went to kiss me again. I pulled away.
"Did I tell you to kiss me?" I snarled. "Keep your shitty lips off me until I tell you otherwise."
Jerry's grin faltered a little, but I smiled at him to show it was all part of the game.
"Take off your clothes," I commanded. Jerry stripped down. He was already hard.
"Now lay on the bed."
Jerry did so. From my bag I pulled out a pair of handcuffs. Jerry's eyes nearly bugged out of his head.
"I don't know, Lisa," he said doubtfully.
"Shut the fuck up!" I yelled. "I didn't tell you to say anything, shithead. Now put your hands over your head."
Jerry eyed me strangely, but obeyed. I fastened his wrists to his headboard and then pulled a second item from my bag. A single red rose. Jerry seemed apprehensive, but this dissolved as I began to lightly trace the soft petals all up and down his cock and balls. Jerry shivered with pleasure as I brushed slowly from the base of his scrotum to the tip of his penis. A tiny drop of semen stained the flower petal and this sight aroused me even further.
"Oh, yeah," Jerry whispered.
"Shhh," I hissed.
My tongue followed the path already blazed by the rose. I licked his scrotum, then took his cock into my mouth and proceeded to give him the slowest, wettest blowjob he had ever received. Jerry moaned out loud, and I paid careful attention. The last thing I wanted was for him to come. When I sensed that he was getting close, I withdrew my mouth.
"Don't stop," Jerry begged.
"Did I tell you to talk?"
I stood and hitched up my skirt. I wasn't wearing panties.
Jerry was aghast. "You went out like that?" he said. "What if somebody saw you?"
To shut him up, I straddled his face and buried his mouth under my cunt, very wet by now. From Jerry, I heard a muffled protest.
"What was that?" I said. "Sorry, can't hear you. You shouldn't talk with your mouth full, anyway."
I wriggled against his tightly pursed lips, but couldn't get him to give me even a little bit of help.
"Lick it, you moron," I said, then I remembered that Jerry was an ass man. I leaned back slightly until I felt Jerry's nose in my puss and his lips against my butt-hole. "Lick my ass, Jerry, or I swear to God I'll smother you."
Jerry was in fact gasping for breath. I had all his airways very effectively blocked. Finally, I felt a meek little lick on my ass.
"You can do better than that," I said. "Come on, give me some real tongue and I'll let you breathe."
Jerry's tongue jutted out desperately, penetrating me. The feeling was oddly pleasant, but the real satisfaction came from knowing the disgust Jerry must surely be feeling. Sure enough, when I rolled, off him, Jerry was gagging, his face dripping with my juices. I had to laugh.
"I don't think it's very funny," Jerry said miserably.
"Oh trust me, it's hilarious," I giggled.
"All right, Lisa," he said firmly. "I've had enough of this. We're done."
"Not even close," I said. "Roll over."
"What?" Jerry barked. "No."
"What did you say?"
"I said no," Jerry was getting pissed now. Not even a trace of his lawyer cool.
"Really," I said.