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Meeting Bree

By: Metronome37



Oh c'mon Ange, it's only 10:00, surely Brad lets you stay out later than that," Brandi said with a little twinkle in her eye.

"Brad has nothing to do with my wanting to go," Angela replied, "some of us aren't on vacation and have to work in the morning."

"Oh please," Alison piped in, "you own the studio, I think you can take a day off. Sit down and have another drink. After all, Brandi hasn't been out with us in forever."

"Yeah Ange, live a little," Brandi said, laughing at her best friend.

"Alright, one more, but then I really have to go."

Brandi laughed again as she raised her hand to get the attention of the waitress. "Uhuh, you know you love us Angie, ain't nothing you can do about it."

Angela just shook her head, knowing that there was no winning with Brandi when she was like this. "Whatever you say, sweetie, but I'm serious, just this one and then I'm going."

Angela took a sip of her drink, looking around the table at all the girls that she was close to, listening to the chatter and laughter as they all caught up on their lives. Brandi has just arrived that morning from Virginia. She was home visiting her family and wanted a night out with the girls to kick off her stay, so she had Angie set it all up.

"Is this seat taken?" The distinct male voice from behind her seat asked of the empty chair next to her.

Before she could react, Brandi looked at her with a little wink and said, "Not at all, why don't you have a seat?"

Angela was completely caught off guard, what was this girl thinking? Inviting a strange man to sit at a table full of women! Not just that, but the empty chair was next to her, she didn't want some stranger sitting here with them, intruding on their fun.

As the man took the seat, Angela got her first look at him. It was like she forgot to breathe, it couldn't be, there was no way that HE could be sitting next to her.

Angela tried her best to get her mouth to close before the others saw her reaction, but as she looked across the table, she knew that at least one person was watching to see how she would respond. Brandi was trying desperately to stifle her laughter as she watched her best friend trying to compose herself.

"Ladies," he said as he took his seat, raising his glass in salute to the beauty that surrounded him. 

"Girls, this is my friend Vic, he's a Canadian, he called me last week and told me he was going to be in Houston the same time as I was, and I wanted you all to meet him, so I asked him here tonight."

"Vic, these are the girls." Brandi said with a flourish of her arm.

"Girls," he said with a little grin, "so nice to meet you, I'm sure that I've heard some of your names in stories, but I'm not sure who's who, so you'll have to put faces to names."

He turned toward Angela, "Let's start with you, which of her lovely friends would you be?"

Angela tried desperately to bring her thoughts into line, this couldn't be happening, there is no way that he could have done this to her without her being aware. She was going to kill Brandi.

"Hey Ange, the man is talking to you, what's your deal?" Alison asked.

"Uhh, sorry, lost in thought, I'm Angela," she said, forcing herself to extend her hand, "It's nice to meet you Vic."

"Very nice to meet you Angela. Did anyone ever tell you that you had the most amazing eyes?" he asked with a little grin, his hand taking hers and gently squeezing it.

Tingles ran up her arm with his touch, she felt her breath catch and hoped that none of the others noticed, except of course Brandi, who was finding all of this vastly amusing. Just when things were looking somewhat normal, the band kicked it into gear and Brandi decided to haul everyone to the dance floor.

Vic quickly begged out, "not me kiddo, you know I dance like a white boy, but you all have fun."

Brandi paused, "Ange, you should stay here and keep Vic company, I wouldn't want some of these sharks to take advantage of our nice Canadian friend."

"Sure, I guess I could do that." Angie replied, trying hard not to smack her friend between the eyes. 

As Vic turned to watch them weave between the tables, he looked over at Angie out of the corner of his eye, a small smile on his lips, "It's nice to finally meet you Bree."

Her breath caught when she heard him use that name, she knew the intimacy attached to it. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" she asked, her eyes searching his for an answer.

"You don't like surprises princess? I'm surprised at you" he said, the tips of his fingers tracing up the side of her arm. 

He watched as the hairs on her arm stood straight up in reaction to his touch. "Is my little slut not happy to see me?"

Again her breath caught with the term he had used, "it's not that, I'm just in shock. I never expected you to be here, and if you were, I thought you would tell me first." As she stared into his eyes, she immediately felt the pull of them.

"Now where would be the fun in that? I like to see your reaction at being caught off guard. You know you are completely safe here, I would never do anything that would embarrass you."

"I know that, it's just such a shock," she said as she looked down to see that she had twisted her linen napkin as tight as it would go.

Vic looked out on the dance floor, watching the girls from his table as they danced in a circle, other guys trying valiantly to break into the group only to be ignored. Brandi looked across at their table and waved, laughing at Angela's discomfort.

"Soooo," Vic said, looking back toward Angie, "are any of these ladies ones that you had considered setting me up with?" He asked, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

Angie's head snapped up to look at him. "Don't even joke about that here." She said, "it's one thing to do it online, but with you here in person, this close, don't even tease me about doing that."

Vic looked to see that none of the girls were looking before he bent his face to her ear, his lips taking the lobe between them and sucking gently on it, "But didn't I hear you say you were going home after your drink?" 

They both looked to see that her drink was just about gone. "I'll get another," was her quick reply, a little grin showing itself for the first time since he had taken his seat. "There is no way that I am leaving you with this bunch."

"You may have explaining to do if they see you staying now, don't you think?"

"Screw 'em!" was her quick response, "it's my life, and if I changed my mind and decided to stay, then that's what I decided." She looked across at Vic, trying to gauge his reaction.

Laughing, he reached and touched her hands in her lap, "Now that's my Bree".

With his touch the room around her suddenly seemed deathly quiet, it was as if she could hear her own heart beat and it sounded like a tribal drum in her ears.

She took a deep breath, "I wondered about this for so long," she said, as she looked up at him, "I dreamed about meeting you face to face and how I would react, I wasn't even close."

"Are you wet pet?" he asked, his voice low so no one else could hear him. 

Again her breath caught, "I'm wet now," she replied so low he could barely hear her, not even sure he was supposed to hear what she had said. She looked at him sideways, a little grin playing on her lips.

"What?" He asked.

She lifted her head to look him in the eye, "I always wondered if you would have the same affect on me in person as you did online, or on the phone. I wondered if that made it more mysterious, but I was wrong. This is ten times more intense, it's like I have no control at all."

He smiled at her words and at the same time noticed the girls returning from the dance floor, Brandi in the lead, a big grin on her face. "That was fun."

"What, leading those poor guys on?", Vic asked, "you're such a slut." 

An audible gasp could be heard from the girls around the table.

Brandi cracked up, "Didn't I tell you he'd call me a slut?" she laughed.

"So where are you staying Vic?" Alison asked.

"Fortunately, I'm staying right here in this hotel, so I can't get lost on the way home."

Angela's eyes flashed at Brandi, "You knew he was staying here," she accused, "that's why you pushed so hard to come here tonight."

"Am I missing something," Debbie asked, looking from Angela to Brandi, "is there something that you're not telling us?"

"Angie just doesn't like surprises," Brandi said, covering her friend's statement.

Angela looked at Brandi and noticed the evil twinkle in her eye and knew she was up to something.

"Soooo, Vic, you're in town for the week right?" Brandi asked innocently.

"Yep."

"Hmm, so what are your plans?"

Angela didn't like where this seemed to be going.

"Well, I have a conference starting tomorrow and running for three days, but it's only during the day. Why do you ask?"

"Well it just doesn't seem right that you should have to be all alone in Houston. There must be someone that can show you the 'sights'," she replied.

Vic laughed, "I'm pretty sure hubby would not appreciate you showing me the night life in Houston sweetie."

"Oh, you and I both know that," she replied, "but surely one of us must know a lady that would be willing to be your arm candy for the week. After all, you're not totally grotesque." 

Vic found this very amusing, as did the other ladies at the table. "Well, I have to say, having company while visiting your beautiful city would be a bonus. Who did you have in mind as, what did you call it, 'arm candy'?"

"Hmm, this could take some thought, right girls? After all, we wouldn't want just anyone to escort our nice Canadian friend, would we Ange?"

Angela's look continued to shoot daggers in Brandi's direction. She was enjoying this whole thing way too much.

Brandi was trying not to laugh at her friend's obvious discomfort, but at the same time she was enjoying it all very much. "Don't worry Vic, we'll take care of you, but I'm thinking that our night is pretty much over. I'd better let the girls get home before their cells start ringing."

"I have your cell number, I'll call you tomorrow with plans," Brandi said, as the ladies gathered their things and started to leave. "C'mon Angie, you're my ride."

"I'll be right back, let me run to the ladies room first," Angela replied.

Vic said goodnight to the ladies and stood chatting with Brandi, as she awaited Angela's return.

"You don't think she's too upset do you?" Vic asked, watching Angela leave the room.

"Nah, she'll be fine," Brandi replied, "it's just going to take her a bit to get used to the fact that you are actually here. Of course, you don't have to ride home with her and listen to the abuse that I'm going to suffer."

"Was it worth it?" Vic asked.

Brandi looked at him with an evil grin, "More than you will ever know."

Just then, Angela returned. "Brandi, can I have a moment alone please?"

"Sure, I'll wait for you in the lobby."

With that, Brandi turned toward the exit, "Talk to you later hot stuff."

"Nite Brandi," Vic replied.

Angela watched her friend leaving the room toward the lobby trying to collect her thoughts. This had been a little overwhelming to say the least. A guy she had met online over six years ago, who had come to know her and whom she had come to know, was now standing less than three feet from her and she wasn't sure what to do about it.

She didn't look at him, thinking that would help her think more clearly, but she could sense him, she knew he was close, so very close. Her arm still burned where he had touched her, a touch she had never expected to feel. That he was so much older didn't matter, he was here, in the flesh, standing so close she could smell his cologne, Polo if she knew anything.

She was so wrapped up in her thoughts she didn't feel him move until she felt his hands sliding around her waist from behind, meeting at the front to interlock his fingers. She took a deep breath to steady her nerves as she felt him bury his nose in her hair and take a deep breath. She smiled to herself, so many times he had typed this very scenario to her, wrapping her in his arms and smelling her hair, only this time there was flesh and blood attached to the action.

"If I had known you were going to be here, I'd have worn my hair off my neck," she said as she leaned back into his embrace.

She felt, rather than saw him smile into her hair, "That would have been a little bit of overload for me, I'm afraid. It was hard enough to be that close to you and not touch you with all your friends around."

She giggled, "If you had told me, I could have come alone and then there wouldn't have been anyone to see."

He loosened his grip, and turned him to face him, "I know that Bree, but I refuse to compromise you any more than is humanly possible. I wasn't about to put you in that situation. Your friends were here as a safety net."

"I didn't realize I needed a net," she replied.

"Not you silly, me. I needed them here to ensure I didn't do something stupid like maul you at the table."

She laughed, "a little melodramatic don't you think?"

"Not by half sweetie, not by half."

"So, Brandi has your number?" Angie asked.

Vic sensed the underlying threat in the question, and a smile played across his lips, "Yep, she does. After all she is my partner in crime. Although she does scare me a little with that whole escort business."

"And she should, she'll do it you know," Angie said, "she would do it just to watch me squirm. Probably set you up with one of our 'sure thing' friends."

He could see the agitation in her eyes as she played the scenario through in her mind, 'Brandi may not make it home,' he thought to himself.

"Ok, let's do the math. I've flown for eight hours to attend a conference I don't need nor want to be at, just to meet you. I finally meet you and you are even more beautiful than your pictures, I get to touch you for the first time and feel your flesh beneath my fingers, to smell your hair, and I'm going to tour the city with an escort arranged by Brandi and bed her just to tease you? I don't think so!"

"I'll do the escort thing, just to protect you, but she could do it naked and I wouldn't touch her, I promise, I might take a few pictures..."

She slapped his arm, as she smiled, "No pictures mister!"

He laughed as he pulled her into his arms for a warm embrace, "Mmmm, you fit so nice here Bree."

He leaned back to look into her eyes. The magnetic pull drawing them together slowly until his gently slid his lips across hers for the first time. They both felt the shock of that meeting as their eyes closed and he gently pulled her bottom lip between his.

His fingers came up to gently caress the side of her neck and up along her cheek as he kissed her lips softly again, he opened his mouth slightly to taste her and found the tip of her tongue waiting for him.

A soft moan came from both of them as the kiss gained in intensity.

"Ahem!"

They pulled apart to find Brandi standing there watching them with a big grin, "Umm, didn't you have to leave like over an hour ago?" She teased.

"That was before you pulled this stunt," Angie replied.

Brandi's eyes travelled down the pair, "Well, he seems glad that you're here," she laughed as she noticed the bulge in his pants.

Vic blushed with the realization that it was obvious.

Angie laughed at her friend's observation, "You are so mean Brandi."

"Not mean, just honest." Brandi laughed, "But we really do have to get going Ange, it's getting late."

Vic pushed Angie toward Brandi, "Go before I drag you off to my room."

"And that would be bad because..." Angie asked with a little grin.

Vic moaned in frustration, "Look this is hard enough.."

"I know how hard it is baby, I felt it." 

"Geez louise, enough already." Vic said in exasperation.

"Can I have one more kiss before I go?" Angie asked.

Vic took a deep breath, knowing full well that this girl could be the end of him, "You are trying to kill me."

Angela, moved toward Vic, more confident now that the ice had been broken, feeling his fingers once again sliding along her cheek and through her hair, pulling her face to his. She closed her eyes and allowed the sensation of his lips softly touching hers to take her over. 

She felt his other hand tracing lightly up her bare arm, as his lips captured hers, his tongue sliding into her mouth to wrestle gently with hers. She pressed her body tight to him, hoping this wasn't a dream, feeling all of him pressing into all of her.

She felt his hardness pressing against her pelvis, but resisted the urge to reach down and feel it with her hand, knowing if that happened that she wouldn't make it home tonight.

"Ok, you two, enough already, your making me horny." Brandi complained, looking around to see if anyone else was aware of the two lovers in their embrace.

The kiss continued as if she weren't even there, and then Angie felt the back of his hand brush across her breast, a slow low moan escaped her as her nipple rose in response to the contact.

Suddenly she was pushed away.

Vic looked at her through hooded eyes, trying to catch his breath, "Ok, Brandi's right, this is too dangerous."

"I'd walk you out, but then we'd be right back in the same boat again, so I'm going to say goodnight now and get to my room and a cold shower before I do something stupid. Love you Bree." And he was gone.

Brandi looked at her friend as she watched Vic leave for his room, "Umm, Wow!"

"Huh?" Angie said, shaking herself back to reality.

"I think I came," Brandi whispered as she took her friend's arm to lead her to the parking lot, "that was some kiss."

As they were walking out, Brandi's phone buzzed. When she looked down and read the message, she looked puzzled.

"What?" Angie asked, "Is something wrong?"

"No, it's Vic, he said, 'tell Brad he's welcome' what the fuck is he talking about?"

Angela started laughing, "He knows he wound me up and he thinks I'll jump Brad's bones for relief."

"Is that what you're going to do?" Brandi asked, looking sideways at Angela.

"Normally, if we were chatting and he worked me up, that's exactly what I would do, but this is different. He's here, he's right back there in that hotel, in a room all alone, and I've just had his hands touch me for the very first time. This is weird Brandi, I'm way wound up, but I want him to unwind me."

"He seems ok with it all though," Brandi responded.

"Of course he is, that's why I feel about him the way I do. Not that he's into sharing, but he knows where he fits, the problem is, I don't know where he fits. Six years ago, if he had said, 'Angie, come to Canada and be with me', I'd have done it, and he knows that. I'm going to kill the pair of you."

"Whoa, where did that come from?" Brandi asked, looking at her friend.

"You two set me up, and somebody has to pay, and I've decided that both of you should."

As they drove home, Angie was very quiet, lost deep in thought about the whole evening. "Who are you setting him up with Brandi?"

"I haven't decided yet. I was thinking that I might actually enjoy doing it, that or maybe Debbie, she said she wouldn't mind at all."

"I bet she did." Angela replied. "Are you going to give me his number?"

"Hmm?" Brandi asked innocently, "I don't know 'Bree', after all, if he didn't give it to you, I'm not sure I should either. I'll have to check with him first."

"Yep, I'm going to kill both of them," Angela muttered under her breath.

Vic entered his room and collapsed back onto the bed, his arm going over his eyes, "I must be the stupidest man alive," he muttered to himself. "It's not bad enough that I don't tell her I'm here, but then I practically rape her in the restaurant."

He grabbed the remote to try and find something that would distract him. "Hey, its game 7 tonight, I wonder if I can get hockey here. Texans probably don't know a hockey stick from and igloo," he chuckled to himself. 


Meeting Bree Ch. 02



Vic looked lovingly at his princess, his lips lowering to hers, kissing her as a lover, softly, taking the time to allow the connection to go beyond physical contact.

He backed off and looked her in the eyes, "I am so going to enjoy spending the rest of my week with you Angela."

She looked at him quizzically; he never called her that, "Why did you just do that?" She asked, "Why did you use that name?"

Vic smiled, "Relax," he said, his fingers stroking the side of her face, "I just wanted to make sure you were paying attention."

"I always pay attention to you," Bree replied snuggling close to him again. 

Vic looked at the clock on the side of the bed and made a move to get up. Bree quickly tightened her grip, "Where do you think you're going mister?"

"Sweetie, I need to order our food or we won't eat until late. Besides, you're going to need the food for energy," he quipped, kissing the tip of her nose before moving off the bed. Bree watched him move and realized that he was still fully dressed, while she was left with just a damp thong. She smiled and stretched, moving to pull her sundress back on, idly wondering how long it would actually stay on this time.

She smiled to herself as she pulled the shoulder straps up and moved into the main room again. She stood in the doorway of the bedroom, watching him interact on the phone. Even then he was laughing with the hotel staff.

He hung up and smiled at her, "It will be about 20 minutes baby," He informed her, handing her a glass of Malbec, and taking a seat on the love seat.

She took the seat beside him, cuddling in close, "How is it that I was down to my panties and yet you remained fully clothed?"

"I guess I'm just lucky all around," He chuckled into her hair, kissing the top of her head.

She turned to face him, her fingertips tracing his jawline, "Well, your luck will be running out soon then baby, and mine will begin."

He set his glass on the little table next to his seat, and took her face in both his hands drawing her lips to his, kissing her, slowly at first, his tongue licking away any trace of wine that was there, and then sliding between her lips, his hand sliding down around her waist, pulling her onto his lap, her legs going to either side, allowing her to straddle him.

She settled onto his lap as if she'd done it a thousand times, her drink going to the table beside his, her arms then encircling his neck, "I have time for my appetizer," she whispered into his mouth before kissing him deeply.

His hands slid up under the skirt of her dress, teasing along the outside of her thigh up to her ass, his fingers gripping her hips lightly, pulling her closer.

She pulled back, a smile playing across her lips, "Oh no you don't, it's my turn."

Vic laughed as he looked into her eyes, "You don't trust me baby?"

"Shut up Vic," Bree said as she kissed him again, her hands moving to undo the buttons of his shirt. As she undid the buttons, she continued to kiss him deeply, her pelvis moving in tiny circles around his obvious bulge, "See, Little Vic likes this," she whispered as she pulled his shirt from pants, and pulling it open. 

Her hands moved up over his abdomen and through his light chest hair, her fingernails making little circles around his nipples, as she moved her lips to kiss along the side of his face and down over his neck.

She moved back long enough to once again push the straps of her dress off her shoulders and down over her breasts, her nipples like two solid bullets sticking out at their peaks.

She moved forward to allow them to graze across his chest, luxuriating in the contact, loving the sensation of the hair on his chest scratching against her flesh.

She slid to the floor, onto her knees, her hands continuing to tease his chest, with her lips joining in on the assault to his nipples, gently licking and kissing her way down his chest, taking her time to ensure that she kissed everywhere.

The tip of her tongue made a little trail down the center of his chest to his navel, as her fingers moved to undo his belt and pants, "Lift your butt baby, I want to free you."

Vic complied, lifting his hips off the chair, allowing Bree to remove his pants and underwear all in one motion. She smiled as she gazed upon his hardness in front of her face. "I've waited an awfully long time to have this," she whispered, more to herself than to Vic.

Her fingertips slid up the inside of his thigh, moving to the top of his leg to ensure that she didn't touch him just yet, she looked up at Vic, seeing the hooded look and realizing she had him just where she had been not too long before, "Now it's my turn to tease you baby," she said, smiling as she moved her fingernails across his lower abdomen and saw the look of pleasure that her touch brought to his face.

Her tongue moved to the inside of his knee and she licked a tiny trail of saliva up the inside of his leg, moving closer and closer to his scrotum. She watched his cock react to her touch, twitching in anticipation of her touch. She smiled to herself as she moved away to kiss her way up the inside of his other leg, her lips loving the heat of his inner thigh against her mouth.

She moved her fingers down and ran one fingernail along the underside of his scrotum. Vic's hip lifted off of the seat in response to her touch, an audible gasp escaping his lips, loving the sensation of her touch, amazed at how gentle she was, how soft her touch.

As her mouth once again reached the apex of his leg, she moved her mouth closer to his hardness, her tongue flicking out to run along the underside of his cock, sliding up to the underside of his head and circled around. She grinned as she heard him groan in need again, she was going to enjoy every second of this.

Her free hand was teasing along the outside of her thigh, her fingernails sliding up and down, raising the goose bumps on his flesh. 

Vic wanted desperately to grab her by the hair and force her mouth onto him but restrained the urge, allowing her the opportunity to explore as he had taken that same occasion with her earlier. "God Bree, you're driving me crazy."

This only served to spur Bree on, "Now you know how I felt lover," she replied before again kissing his sac. She ran her tongue up the underside of his cock, licking it slowly, enjoying the sensation of her tongue on the smooth surface of his cock.

She again circled the underside of his cock head, her tongue sliding along the bottom of the mushroom head. She raised her eyes to watch his reaction as she slid her tongue up over the head of his cock, the tip of her tongue running across his slit licking the precum from him. "Mmm, now this is what I call an appetizer baby."

Vic was too lost to respond, it was all he could do not to force her head down over him and fuck her face. She knew that look, she loved that look.

She could feel her pussy leaking as she continued to explore her lovers cock with her mouth, her one hand lightly teasing his balls, the other sliding up and down the outside of his thigh, "Oh baby, I'm so wet," she crooned, "Can I play with my pussy?" She asked, realizing that while he was allowing her to tease him, if he decided to change the game, she would submit to him completely.

Vic looked down at her, his eyes glazed over with passion, "Yes princess, play with that hot little cunt, let me see your fingers teasing that hard little clit."

The hand on his leg moved to slide her skirt up to reveal her soaked thong, her fingers pushing it to the side and sliding along the folds of her pussy, feeling the moisture that was there, a soft moan escaped her lips, her body in overload from the sensation of her hand on her pussy and her lips on his cock.

She moved her mouth forward and slowly lowered it over the head of his dick, only taking the mushroom head in her mouth, enjoying the soft feeling of his flesh sliding past her lips, her tongue circling the head, teasing her Master, wanting this to be the best blowjob he had ever experienced.

She backed off and looked up at him before she again opened her mouth and enveloped him, sliding her mouth all the way down this time to swallow his entire cock in her mouth, the head of his cock nudging into her throat. 

She began a slow up and down motion, teasing his cock slowly, losing herself in the sensation of his hard dick in her mouth, her free hand sinking into her pussy.

"Give me your fingers," he whispered.

She pulled her fingers out of her cunt and delivered her arm to him in obedience to his request, her eyes sliding shut again as she moved down over his cock. She felt his fingers encircle his wrist as he brought her fingers to his mouth, his tongue sliding out to run over their tips to taste her juices before slowly sucking them into his mouth.

In synchronicity, they moaned as the pleasure of both the taste and sensation overwhelmed them. Bree began to suck and lick with more fervour, she wanted his cum, she wanted him to explode into her throat, to coat her mouth with his juices.

Vic sucked her fingers clean of her cum and freed her hand from his mouth, his hands reaching between them to grasp her distended nipples, "I'm very close princess, are you going to cum with me? Are you going to leak your cum all down your legs when I blow my wad in your beautiful face?"

The magic of his words spurred her forward, a deep moan escaping her throat, causing a vibration to run along the underside of his shaft. The sensation was too much for him, he moved his hand to the back of Bree's head, grabbing her hair, he started to thrust his hips forward, his hard cock pistoning in and out of her hot mouth.

Even with him taking control, she felt the change taking place, the slight swelling of his cock, the increased tempo of his breathing, the tightening grip on her hair. The elation she felt, knowing that within seconds her lover was going to blast her throat for the first time almost overwhelmed her. Her hand had returned to her pussy, furiously rubbing it. Not that she would need that to cum; she knew that all it would take to send her over the edge was one word from her lover.

Her free hand moved to the underside of his scrotum, her fingernail teasing a line to his asshole. It was as if she had found a trigger, a deep "FUCK!" was all the warning she was to get as he slammed his cock into her throat, the head of his cock exploding his load into her waiting mouth.

Her pussy immediately responded by pulsing her own orgasm, a deep passionate moan coming from her throat again as she forced herself to swallow his load, not wanting to waste a single drop.

She felt his body relax under her, his hand releasing her hair, sliding down under her chin to tilt her face up to look at him, "Come to me," was all he whispered.

She slid up his body to settle on his lap, totally unconcerned that her dress was once again a pile of material on the floor. He tenderly brought her mouth to his, their tongues reaching to touch as they once again lost themselves in each other's arms.

"Was I too rough," Vic asked, concern in his voice, as Bree lay against him, her fingers drawing little circles on his chest again.

She pushed off so she could look him in the eye, "Baby, I loved it, I loved the way you took control and fed me your cock, don't ever apologize for that."

He kissed her again, glancing at his watch, "Well princess, unless you plan on giving the doorman a show, you might want to consider pulling your dress back on again."

"Do you want me to give him a show?" Bree asked, a slight smile flitting across her lips, already knowing the answer. For all of his control, and his love of adventure, Vic was not a person who was willing to share his Bree with anyone. The fact that he accepted Brad still caught her off guard sometimes.

"You already know the answer to that," Vic answered, flipping her over to swat her bared ass cheek, but just for that, you will have to pay later."

Bree felt her pussy pulse with his last sentence, knowing that she was going to really enjoy the rest of the week with the man that knew her best.

She went to the washroom to freshen up, her dress in her hand. Vic watched her move across the floor in just her thong and shook his head at his good fortune. 

Bree returned to see Vic unveiling their dinner, her glass of wine was now on the table, as was his, a plate of pasta awaiting her. Vic looked up as she entered; she had changed and was wearing a short pink satin kimono, the color accentuating her tanned skin. She smiled shyly at him, even after the experiences of the afternoon.

"You look absolutely stunning," Vic said, looking at her. She smiled at him, "Thank you baby, I've been into the box," she said, referring to the box that Brandi had sent over with her luggage.

Vic smiled, "I can well imagine what that girl has come up with," he said, as he pulled Bree's seat out for her, bending to kiss her lips gently before taking his own seat. 

"I think you'll be surprised," Angie said, "I know I was."

They slowly ate together, just enjoying each other's company. 

"Is there anything specific you would like to do while I'm here?" Vic asked.

Angie looked across the table at him, "I just want to be with you Vic. I don't care what we do, as long as I'm with you, I'm going to be happy. What about you? Is there something that you would want to see, or experience while you're here?"

"I already am," Vic replied, looking at Angie. "I have you here, that's the whole reason why I came to Houston, so if I don't leave this room until I go home then I'll be completely content."

Angie chuckled at his response, "So I guess we're staying in."

Just then a knock sounded at the door. Angie looked at Vic, her eyebrow raised.

Vic set his napkin on the table, and started to get up, "Don't look at me, I have no idea who or what it is."

As he opened the door, Jamie came through the opening, "Dude, you have to help me out," he said, as he entered the room. There's a big dinner planned after the conference and there could be opportunities there that we don't want to miss."

As he was talking he looked around and realized that Angie was there.

"Oh, umm, hi Angie" Jamie said, realizing that he was interrupting.

"I'm sorry Vic, I forgot that Angie was coming over."

"It's ok Jamie," Angie said from her seat.

"It's not like I'm not used to your emergencies," Vic groused as he moved back into the room. "So what do you need from me?"

"Well umm, I was hoping you could work your magic and target some of the larger companies represented." Jamie responded sheepishly.

Vic sighed, "You want me to give up my time with Bree to yak business?"

"Vic, I've been through what Brandi sent, I have dinner wear, it will be fine."

Jamie exhaled a big sigh. "Thank you Ange, I owe you."

"Excuse me," Vic said, "I still haven't agreed to anything."

"Sure you did," Jamie said, a big grin on his face, "the minute she said 'yes', so did you."

Jamie moved to the door, "Thanks again Angie," he said, "don't you two stay up too late," he winked as he closed the door behind him.

Angie giggled at the shocked look on Vic's face, "What just happened?" Vic asked.

"You agreed to be your charming self and make Jamie's company lots of money at a banquet on Saturday night." Angie replied, still laughing as Vic moved in stunned silence to his place at the table.

"That rat bastard," he mumbled under his breath, "he didn't forget you were here at all. He planned the whole thing knowing that you would agree to it. I wouldn't put it past him to have Brandi pack that dress on purpose."

This caused Angie to start laughing all over again, "Vic, it's ok, we'll get through it."

The rest of the dinner went by without incident, the couple just chatting back and forth about things that were going on in each other's lives.

"I still can't believe I'm here," Vic said as he finished the last of his pasta. "The fact that you are sitting across from me is just so surreal."

"I know," Angie replied, her hand sliding across the table to cover his, "but I'm so glad you are."

Vic stood and went to the tray and uncovered desert. "I hope you like tiramisu princess," as he brought it over to the table.

Instead of placing it in front of her he sat it to the side and moved into the bedroom, "don't move," he ordered Angie.

When he returned, he said, "Desert is going to be a little different princess. I am going to feed it to you, but you will be blindfolded to enhance the pleasure of what you are about to taste."

With that, he moved behind her and tied a silk blindfold into place, ensuring that Angie couldn't see.

Angie sat very still as she heard him move his chair over beside her. The sensation of having to rely on her other senses was a bit offsetting to begin with, but she knew that she could trust him to guide her.

"Open up baby," he said, moving the spoon to her lips and giving her the first taste of the chocolate covered desert mixed with just a touch of whipped cream. 

A bit of the cream was still on her lip and he promptly bent forward and licked it off, taking his lick a little deeper into a slow luxurious kiss.

"I didn't know that kisses were on the plate," Bree said giggling.

"If you are in the room, kisses are always on the menu baby," he replied. 

He continued to feed her desert, loving the way she slowly opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out just a bit to accept his offering.

Vic started laughing about half way through, "What's so funny?" Bree asked, becoming self conscious.

"No princess, it's not you, it's me. As I bring the food to your mouth, I'm opening my mouth with you, just like I used to do with the kids."

Angie laughed, causing the next spoonful of desert to miss entirely, smearing her chin with a combination of chocolate and whipped cream, which only made both of them laugh harder.

Vic moved in to suck the wayward treat from her chin, his tongue leading the way, as he moved forward to capture it all. Angie moved her hand under his chin, "That's my desert baby, are you going to let me have it?"

She put a little pressure on his chin with her finger, her mouth opening to accept his tongue in her mouth, her head tilting back, a low growl emitted from her throat. Vic reached behind her head, grabbing a handful of hair and pulling her head back, exposing her neck to his mouth. 

He bent and began biting her neck in response to her growl, his free hand sliding up the inside of her thigh again. She moaned at his touch, "But baby, what about desert?" Bree managed through the moan that was at her lips. "Oh god baby, I'm so wet," she moaned as he continued to kiss and bite her neck.

Vic stood, moving the food away and then bent and picked Angie up in his arms, her arms reaching to wrap around his neck. "I love you," she whispered as she settled into his arms.

He kissed her lips again, tasting more of the errant desert on her chin, "I love you too princess," he responded as he took her to the bedroom and gently laid her on the bed. She immediately noticed that he had turned the bed down when he set her down.

"Do you trust me baby?" He asked.

She sighed in total relaxation, "Of course I do baby," she replied without any hesitation.

With that he took one hand and extended it over her head, a soft padded cuff clicked as he locked it over her wrist. He moved to take her other hand and lock it into the other cuff.

Angie lay there completely surrendered to her lover, her Master, as she heard him moving around the room, a drawer sliding open, the scratching of something being removed from the drawer and then the sound of him approaching the bed again, Angie laid out before him like a virginal sacrifice.

He reached down to slowly open the sash on her short kimono pulling it back to look at the wonder that was her body. "Mmm, Brandi chose well princess," he said as he looked at the see-through pink silk shirt that graced her body, that lowered to just below her pussy, which was covered but a thin translucent thong panty.




Meeting Bree Ch. 02



He took time to enjoy the view that lay before him before he moved his hand to separate her legs until her pussy lips were stretched to envelope the panty. His finger slid up the inside of her thigh as he moved his hand close to her center, and along the outer edge of her exposed pussy.

She moaned and pushed up against his hand, "Oh no princess, you are forbidden to move. The position that I have placed you in is the position you must hold for the duration of this exercise."

"Yes sir," Angie quietly acquiesced, steeling herself for what was to come.

The room went silent, and Angie even began to wonder if maybe he had left the room, when she felt something lightly touch her ankle and begin to slide up the inside of her leg. A soft moan escaping her lips, she was so ready, she wasn't sure just how much of his 'torture' she could handle.

She bit her bottom lip and concentrated on not moving. The motion of the object on her leg was rising higher, closer to her pussy, she could almost feel her juices dripping down along the crack of her ass. "Babyyy," she moaned as the silence drug on.

"Shhhh, pet, just feel," he instructed her.

"Baby, I'm not sure I can take it, I so want to cum for you. I want to feel you on me, in me, please," Angie begged wanting so badly to lift her hips and try and reach whatever the object was that he was running up her legs."

"Do you know what I'm using princess?" Vic asked.

"No Sir," Angie replied, concentrating very hard on not disobeying her Master.

"This, my dear, is your crop," Vic informed her giving the inside of her thigh a light slap, the leather wrap on the end coming in contact with her flesh.

A moan escaped Angie's lips, not at the slap, but the knowledge that he had brought her crop with him. They had talked about this many times, it had almost taken on Urban Legend status in her mind, she wasn't even sure it really existed, until now.

She quickly snapped out of her thoughts as the crop slid across her clit, it's leather surface causing just enough friction to drag across the surface of her pussy. Her breath caught in her throat at the contact. Vic, smiling lifted the tip of the crop and lightly tapped her clit hood a few times lightly.

Angie's moan lifted in volume as she struggled not to lift her ass off the bed and thrust her pelvis into the air. "Oh god, oh god oh god," was all she could say, as her pussy reacted to the torture that was being inflicted. 

Vic continued to slide the crop up over her abdomen, taking time to circle her navel ring, moving it slightly, Angie's breathing the only sound to be heard in the room. He reached her breasts, circling the underside of them very slowly, almost tickling her flesh.

He watched as little goose bumps rose on her flesh with his touch, her nipples straining toward the ceiling in anticipation of the attention moving in their direction.

Vic watched all of this as he stood over her, watching her body react to the touch of the crop on her flesh, allowing it to be an extension of his hand as it slid over her body. He restrained the urge to bend and taste her, even though the scent of her pussy hung heavy in the air, it was making his mouth water.

The crop moved in a circle, going around the base of her breast, moving ever so slowly toward her distended nipple. As he reached the peak, he allowed the crop to back off until it was just barely discernible across the very tip of her nipple, again causing her to moan, wanting more.

"Babyyyyy," Angela cried, "oh god, I need to cum, please let me cum, my pussy is throbbing...your cunt wants to cum, please baby please!"

Vic moved quickly bringing the tip of the crop down across her clit in quick sharp slap, "AAAIIIIEEEE!!" Bree screamed, her ass lifting off the bed in reaction to the stimulation.

"Don't move pet," Vic said as he watched his princess try and regain control of her body. He reached down and grasped her nipple between his finger and thumb, gently twisting and pulling it away from her body. "Oh gawd," Bree moaned again.

Vic moved to release Angie's hands from the cuffs, freeing them to fall by her side. Angie lay there catching her breath, her entire body keyed to his every move, suffering from sensory overload, especially since she had yet to cum.

Vic took her hands and whispered quietly, "Move this way baby."

She followed his lead and found her body being turned sideways on the bed, and turned on her stomach. She felt the crop as it caressed her ass, her breath again catching in her throat. This was it! This is exactly what she had been waiting for, her Master to physically take her. 

"Oh yes Vic, please, do it, take your slut!" Bree cried, unable to wait for it to happen any longer. He had been teasing her for the past few days, bringing her so very close, even making her cum, but the true giving of herself had not happened.

SLAP! The crop came down across her ass hard, "You're telling me now pet?" Vic asked.

"NOOOO, I'm sorry," Bree responded, her ass wiggling from the contact of the crop across her ass. 

She forced herself to be calm, patient as she awaited her Master's bidding.

"Baby," he spoke in a low deep tone that she knew so well. "Baby, I'm going to mark your ass now. I'm going to raise little welts all along it, just like you requested."

Angie shuddered in anticipation, "Yes, please," she replied, anxious for the next sting of the crop on her flesh. She knew this was not punishment, this was him loving her. 

The slap of the crop meeting her flesh sent a flood of juices from her pussy, it was like she could feel the love in the connection of leather and flesh.

"Mmmm" she moaned at the impact. This is exactly what she wanted, what she had anticipated.

Vic raised the crop again, bringing it down across her upraised ass again, watching as the red line appeared on her beautiful upturned ass. He looked down and saw the three beautiful red lines that marked her as his, trying valiantly not to shed his clothes and drive his hardened cock deep into her dripping pussy.

Three more times he raised his hand, three more times he brought the crop across her flesh, never in the same spot, but carefully placing each strike, leaving an even pattern of red welts across her ass.

He laid the crop aside and removed his clothes, moving between her legs, his hard cock pressing into her ass cheeks. He moved his hand down to position his cock at her entrance, "Do you trust me pet?" He asked before pushing forward, awaiting her response.

A single tear of joy slipped from beneath her eye covering as she heard the love in his voice. "Yes Master, I trust you completely." She responded.

"Do you want this pet?" Vic asked.

"More than anything Master." Angie said, wanting him to just push, "Please let me have it, I need your cock in me, I've waited so long."

With that, Vic pushed the head of his cock into her slowly, feeling her pussy encase his cock for the very first time.

"oh yeahhhhhh" Angie moaned as she felt his cock enter her, "that's just what I've been waiting for."

Vic moved in slowly wanting this time to be etched in his mind forever. He pushed the head of his cock in, feeling the tightness that was Bree. "God Bree, what a cunt you have."

"It's all yours baby," Angie moaned as she felt him hit bottom. "Please Master, fuck your little slut, I want to cum on your big hard cock."

Her words served to spur him on as he withdrew until only the tip was still inside. He slammed his cock home with as much force as he could muster, "MMPFF!!" He grunted with effort, his pelvis slamming against her ass.

"Oh yeah baby, that's it, pound me again, rape this pussy baby, give it to me hard, fuck your little slut!" Ange cried feeling the force of his thrust.

Vic started pounding in and out, the room full of the sound of the pounding of their flesh and the rasping of their breath as they rutted. 

"I want to cum Master, please can I cum?" Angie cried, her orgasm right on the cusp. "I don't know if I can wait!"

"Cum for me you little slut, my little whore!" Vic cried, continuing to pound her pussy from behind with everything he had.

"VICCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCC!" Angie screamed as her body reacted to his instructions, her pussy convulsed as wave after wave of pleasure swept across her body.

Her orgasm spurred Vic to drive into her faster and harder, pushing her body across the bed with his force, a primal roar escaping his lips as he felt his cock about to explode. He backed out of her tight cunt and spewed his cum all over the welts on her ass.

His roar sent a shock wave through Angie's body, the heat of his cum on the welts of her ass sent her into another paroxysm as her body responded to the stimulation.

Vic looked down at his princess, reaching to undo her blind and pulling her into his arms. "Was that everything you hoped?" He asked.

"Are we done?" Angie asked, her eyes looking at Vic, showing a little mischief.

"No baby, we're not done, but first I want to give you a nice hot bath," He said as he moved her to the side and moved to the bathroom and turned on the taps in the oversized tub, making sure it was nice and hot for her.

He then moved to go and collect his princess.



Meeting Bree Ch. 03



Vic bent over Angie's prone form, smiling down at her, "I almost hate to move you," he said, taking a moment to kiss her lips again.

Angie returned the kiss and stretched, her body moving sinuously. "Didn't someone mention a bath?" She asked, smiling up at her lover.

"I most certainly did," Vic replied and bent to gather her in his arms, picking her up effortlessly from the bed.

Angie squealed as he picked her up, "What are you doing?" She laughed, "I could hurt your back."

Vic just looked at her, "Are you insinuating I'm old?"

"Never," Angie said, smiling, "I just don't want you to hurt yourself before I'm done with you."

Vic laughed, "That had an ominous sound to it."

"Nothing bad about it at all baby," Bree said, nuzzling his neck, "I'll be done with you in about fifty years."

They entered the bathroom, and Angie squealed in delight as she saw the huge tub. Vic lowered her into the water and turned to grab a robe to put on as he started to exit the room.

"Wait! Where are you going?" Angie asked, "I want you in here with me."

"I'll join you in a few minutes princess; I have a couple of things I need to take care of first." Vic replied, leaving Angie to soak in the tub.

As Angie allowed herself to settle into the hot water, she watched her man moving out of the bedroom, "I wonder what he's up to now." She mused to herself.

As she soaked, she heard him speaking with someone in the other room and wondered what he could be up to, "He knows I'm not interested in sharing him," she thought out loud.

Just as she was about to go find out for herself, he entered the room with a tray of fresh cut fruit and a glass of champagne, "For you, my princess," he said, handing her the glass of champagne.

She smiled as she saw his thoughtfulness, "You're just trying to get me drunk and take advantage of me," Angie accused with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Guilty," Vic replied with a smile of his own.

"Well since you went to all this bother, I guess I'll have to go along with it," Angie said.

Vic just smiled as he returned with his own glass, taking a seat on the side of the tub. He reached across and took a piece of melon and offered it to Angie. She looked up, smiled, and moved her head forward to slowly engulf the melon. "mmm, fresh baby." She said, licking her lips.

She reached up, taking Vic's hand and bringing it to her mouth, sucking the juice from his fingertips, "It's even better on you baby," she said.

"You are insatiable," Vic laughed.

"Insatiable?" Angie responded, "I've waited six years for this moment, you've been here three days and spent a total of what ten hours with each other? Sweetie, you haven't seen insatiable yet, but you will!"

Vic laughed so hard he almost fell in the tub, "Is it any wonder I love you?"

"Nope," Angie responded, stretching her long leg up out of the water and running her hands along either side, looking through hooded eyes at her lover, "what's not to love?"

"Tease," Vic said, offering her another piece of fruit. 

They sat there chatting, relishing each other's company, both of them eating fruit and exchanging banter, until Vic took the last piece of melon and offered it to Angie. As she moved toward it, he slid it across her forehead laughing.

"Victor!!" She yelled at him, quickly splashing him with water.

Laughing, he ran from the bathroom into the bedroom to escape Angie's wrath.

He heard her draining the tub and muttering under her breath, "You just wait!!" she yelled reaching for her towel.

As she came into the bedroom, he grabbed her and threw her across the bed, pinning her arms over her head and crushing his lips to hers, his tongue piercing her lips.

She fought him at first, turning her head from side to side but relented as she felt her pussy begin to moisten. "Mmmm, so not fair," she moaned as he pulled away from her lips.

"I love you" he whispered as he lowered his mouth to hers again, her hands moving to separate his robe from his body so she could once again feel the heat of his flesh against hers.

He moved to accommodate her movements, allowing the robe to slide off his frame, and once again place his nakedness against her own. Almost without thought her legs separated, placing his pelvis against her as she slowly started to grind in slow circles, feeling his hardness pressed against her swollen pussy lips.

He kissed down her jaw line, to her neck and on down to her breast, gently encircling one of her nipples with his mouth and sucking it between his lips, his hot breath blowing across her breast.

There was no rush to any of their movements, it was as if they had been lovers for years instead of hours, so fluid were their motions. They instinctually knew what would best please their partner. Her fingernails moved lightly down his back and back up again, drawing little circles.

She felt him shiver in the pleasure of her touch and she smiled knowing from conversations past just how much he loved to have nails running over his back.

She forced her head away so she could look him in the eyes, "Vic," she said, grabbing his attention, "I love you."

He smiled down at her as he kissed her lips again, "I love you too Bree," he replied as he moved his hard cock over her engorged clit, totally losing himself in the sensation of sliding through her wetness. "Mmm, I love the way your pussy feels against my cock," he whispered into her ear before biting down on her lobe.

She lifted her pelvis to grind it against his hardness and to trap his cock against her clit, her breath coming in shorter gasps as the sensations raged through her body from her clit. "You are such a tease," she laughed into the side of his neck, her lips moving to kiss him there and to gently suckle him.

"Me?" Vic responded, "I'm not the one who's running around naked all the time."

They shared another tender kiss before Vic rolled over, moving Angie on top of him, allowing her to move up and down on his hardness, his cock sliding back and forth through her well lubricated lips in slow sensuous motions.

She raised herself up, her hands against his chest, and slowly moved back and forth against him, her eyes locked on his, her passion evident in her gaze.

Without even trying, the head of his cock found her entrance and moved into her. A small gasp escaped her lips as she felt herself stretching once again to accommodate his cock. 

She moved her body down, totally encasing his length with her pussy. She stopped her movement and began a slow grinding circular motion, clasping his cock with her pussy muscles. 

He smiled up at her as he watched her concentration, "You've done this before," he teased as he reached to hold her breasts in his hands, his fingers moving to clasp the nipples, rotating them softly.

She moaned and pushed her chest forward, her eyes begging him to pull a little harder, twist a little more, as she increased her pelvic actions. "Gawd, I love fucking you," she husked as her pace increased, her motions moving back and forth, grinding her pelvis into him as she closed in on another orgasm.

Vic focussed his concentration on her breast, enjoying the view of their movements as Angie increased her pace. His fingers gripping the nipples harder and tighter as her thrusts grew in intensity. 

Angie looked down at her lover, noticing the intensity of his gaze and knew that the slapping sound of their flesh meshing, along with the wet slapping caused by her juices flowing freely from her opening was getting to him as much as it was her.

Angie's movements grew in intensity as she pushed against him, her clit grinding harder against his pelvis as she approached her orgasm. It hit without warning, and with an intensity that surprised her, "OH FUCKKKK!" she wailed as she felt her pussy spasm on his hardness, her upper body collapsing to his chest as her body gave over to the sensations.

Vic allowed her time to recover as he gently ran his fingers through her hair, stroking it gently. 

She looked up at him, collecting her composure, a tiny smile on her lips, "god baby, that was intense," she said, moving to kiss him. 

"Would it be ok if I brought you off in my mouth baby? I want to feel your cock exploding in my throat again."

Vic just looked at her, "What man in his right mind would ever stop you from doing that?" He asked.

She just smiled as she kissed him and began moving down his body with her lips, taking time to taste the salt on his chest from their exertions, licking around his nipples and teasing her way down with her tongue, not wanting to miss any part of him.

"Turn around baby, let me taste your cum," Vic said to her as she reached her destination, her tongue taking a long slow lick up the underside of his hard cock, licking her cum off of him as his cock twitched at her contact.

Without releasing her grip, she turned her body and presented her pussy to his mouth. He looked at his prize in anticipation, noticing the juices spread all along the inside of her thighs from where she had leaked her fluids with her orgasm.

He began by cleaning off the inside of her thighs, enjoying the taste of her nectar, making sure that he gathered it all, as he moved closer and closer to her lips.

Just as he reached her swollen lips, he felt her engulf his cock in her mouth and slide down his length, his swollen head bumping her throat and beyond.

He moaned in appreciation of her talents as he allowed the flat of his tongue to force her pussy lips apart and slid it deeply along her crevice, drawing a moan from Angie as she pushed her pussy tighter against his face.

His lips closed over her distended clit and sucked gently on it, flicking it with his tongue, his actions drawing another moan from Angie from deep in her throat which sent a tremor along his prick buried deep in her mouth.

Vic moved his face back, moving his tongue along her crevice all the way to her asshole and began furiously licking around her rosebud, flicking the tip of his tongue across it.

Angie, spurred on by his actions began to fuck his cock in earnestly with her mouth, her fingers sliding under to tease his scrotum, sliding down to flick across his asshole, circling it with her digit.

The intensity grew in his balls with her actions, his hips lifting to meet the downward thrust of her face, as he move a finger to replace his tongue at her asshole, sliding it past her anal opening and moving his mouth over her pussy again to suck her juices from her.

He felt his cum boiling to the surface as she reached the zenith of her motion. With no time to warn her, he thrust his hips forward, driving his cock into her already plunging mouth as he drove his finger deep into her ass, and clamped his lips over her clit, the deep groan in his throat sending shock waves along her little bud, causing her to orgasm once again.

Both of them moaned in unison as they came together, filling each other with their fluids. Vic reached to pull Angie around into his embrace again as he positioned them both in the bed and under the covers for the first time. 

He turned her face to his and gently kissed her lips, the two of the tasting themselves on the other's lips. "I am so glad you're here princess," Vic said as his body relaxed into slumber.

"Me too Master, me too," Angie replied, snuggling into his embrace, her arm going across his chest to hold him.

They dozed off together, completely exhausted from the evenings activities, content in each other's embrace.

Angie woke the next morning to an empty bed and took a second to get her bearings. "Vic?" she called as she moved out of the bed to find the room empty. 

Her first reaction was panic as she rushed back into the bedroom to grab a robe. As she turned to head out into the hall, the door opened and he entered.

She flew at him, "Don't you ever do that to me again," she cried wrapping him in her arms.

"Whoa," Vic replied, pushing her to arms length, "what did I do?"

"You left me!" Angie said, again wrapping her arms around him.

Vic pulled her into his embrace, "I didn't leave you baby, I went down to register us for the banquet on Saturday night. You were sleeping and I didn't want to wake you and I figured that I may as well get this out of the way."

"I promised I wouldn't leave you Bree. I meant it."

Angie backed off, her robe falling open. "Now that's the way I like to be greeted at the door," Vic said, looking her up and down.

Angie blushed slightly at the comment, but didn't close her robe. "Let me brush my teeth," she said, turning toward the bathroom, "I want a good morning kiss without the morning breath."

As she returned she slid into Vic's arms and offered her lips to him. Their lips came together as her robe once again fell open. Vic's hand slid along her bared side and around her back pulling her close.

Angie moaned into his mouth as their bodies connected. "Am I for breakfast baby?" Angie asked as she cuddled close. 

Vic smiled into her hair, "No princess. I figured after last night we could both do with a good solid breakfast, so we could order in or we could go out, it's your city, your call."

Angie ran her fingertips up the front of Vic's jeans, "Staying in doesn't sound like a bad idea to me.

Vic grabbed her hand, "Ok, that decides it. We're going out for breakfast, otherwise you'll drain all the bodily fluids that I have and I'll be nothing but a wizened husk. Go shower so we can eat."

"You gonna do my back?" Angie whispered, her lips capturing his earlobe.

"GO!" Vic said, pushing Angie away before she got what she wanted. "And wear a dress when you get out."

"Yes Sir," Angie replied as she gave in and turned to the bathroom.

Vic shook his head as he watched her drop the robe and look back over her shoulder, winking at him. "She's trying to kill me," he muttered to himself as he picked up the phone and contacted the front desk.

Angie took her time in the shower, going over the events of the last few days, trying to come to grips that HE was in the other room and that she had just spent the night in his arms for the very first time.

She tried not to think about Sunday, knowing that he had a flight out in the afternoon. She didn't want to go there, to think about the time when he wouldn't be present after waiting so long for him to arrive.

"Sweetie, if you don't hurry, I'll have to eat you for breakfast," Vic said as he came into the bathroom. He realized his mistake as soon as it was out of his mouth.

Angie wiped the steam from the glass door, looking out at him, "You promise?" she asked, laughing at Vic's expression.

"I'm fairly certain that any threat that I could come up with right now would only cause you to delay it longer," Vic said after a long pause.

Angie just watched him through the door enjoying that he was there. After what seemed like forever, Vic turned again to leave. Laughing, he said, "Ok you win, I'll order room service."

Angie giggled to herself with the win until she realized that somewhere in that day, her win would probably come at a very high price. She almost called out to tell him that she'd be right out, but she realized the futility of that, knowing the die had been cast.

"Oh well, I'm sure that whatever the price, I'm going to love the end result," she said as she turned the water off and grabbed her towel to dry off.

She wrapped her hair and went into the bedroom. She opened the bag that Brandi had packed and grinned when she saw her choices. She reached in and took out a little black sundress with spaghetti straps, and a black thong and realized that there were no bras packed.

She smiled, shaking her head at her friend's choices once again, "Vic is going to be sending Brandi to do my packing all the time," she thought as she slipped into her clothes.

She went back into the bathroom and set about drying her hair and applying makeup. 

Vic came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist, "somebody smells very nice," he said as he kissed her shoulder. 

"Thank you," Angie said, somewhat shyly. 

She leaned her head back onto his shoulder and turned her face to him, "I'm sorry I was such a brat earlier, I just don't want to share you with anyone, I want you all to myself and I know if we stay here, no one else can find us."

"Do you forget Jamie's visit last night?" Vic asked, "because I don't."

"Baby, you know you were going to help him, it's why I love you. You always step up when you're needed."

"Uhuh," Vic responded, "don't think that you're not going to be punished for this morning's fiasco," Vic said as he left the bathroom.

"I'm counting on it Master," Angie said softly, knowing full well the affect that the tone of voice would have on him.

Vic shook his head as he entered the main room, "Somebody has to be taught a lesson," he muttered to himself, his mind racing coming up with a fitting 'punishment'. 

As he was thinking this through, the room phone rang, "Hello," he answered.

Angie entered the room ready to face the day, hair complete, make up in place. She looked at Vic on the phone, and did a slow pirouette so he could see the completed package.

Vic felt his mouth go dry, "Uhh, what was that Jamie?" He asked, needing Jamie to repeat his last sentence. "Yeah, sorry Ange just came in the room. No, she's not naked! Geez Louise, you are such a pervert."

"Ok, well I've been down already and registered Angie and myself for the banquet tomorrow night. Angie will call Brandi this morning and see if she'll act as your date, although this is definitely a case of be careful what you wish for."

Vic looked over at Angie and rolled his eyes, "Uhuh, whatever you say. OK, well we'll talk again later, Angie and I are going out where you can't find us." Vic said as he hung up the phone.

"I don't think he gets the concept of 'Do Not Disturb'" Vic mumbled more to himself than to Angie.

Angie laughed, looking at Vic, "You know, nobody believes that you're upset with Jamie baby."

Vic just shook his head, "I'm sure there's a conspiracy going on just to see me lose my mind."

"Anyway, he was asking if you would mind contacting Brandi for him since he doesn't have her number."

"Sure, I'll do it right now. Did I hear you say we were going out somewhere?" Angie asked.

"Yep, you did," Vic answered, "I want to see this Kemah Boardwalk that I've heard about. So unless you want Alison to be my guide..."

"That's not even funny, Vic" Angie replied, "I'll take you to Kemah. Let me phone Brandi and then we can go."

Angie hit her speed dial and waited for an answer, "Hey Brandi."

"Yes, I realize its 8:30 a.m.," Angie looked at Vic and tried not to laugh into the phone, "I know you're on vacation Brandi, but Vic and I are going out and Jamie wanted to know if you would be his date to the banquet tomorrow night?"

"Yeah, it's semi formal, so you can get dolled up and drive the men crazy," Angie rolled her eyes.

"Just be here around 5:30 and we'll go to the lounge for a bit before the banquet."

Angie's eyes got big at something that Brandi was saying, "Ummm, yeah, well we'll talk about that later Brandi, bye," Angie quickly hung up the phone, her face a slight shade of red, "that girl could make a whore blush," Angie said, as she moved toward her man.

"What was that all about?" Vic asked, watching Angie approach.

"Just Brandi being Brandi baby. Can we go now? We don't want to be there when it gets hot."

Angie moved in and gave Vic a quick hug and kiss, and started to pull away when he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into a long slow sensual kiss.

"Mmm," Angie moaned as they separated, "you keep that up and I'm not leaving this room."

Vic looked her over one more time, noticing her nipples had hardened beneath the material of her dress. He smiled at her, took her arm and led her from the room.




Meeting Bree Ch. 03



As they waited for the elevator, Vic stood behind Angie, his arms wrapped around her midsection.

"Princess," Vic whispered in her ear.

"Yes baby," Angie replied.

"You must be punished for your actions earlier, you know this right?"

Angie swallowed before answering, "But I was just playing.." she began.

"Bree," Vic said, a note of authority in his voice.

"Yes Sir, I realize I must be punished for my earlier actions." Angie relented.

"Good girl," Vic said, a smile playing across his lips. "Give me your thong Bree."

Angie's body stiffened, "But Vic, my dress is so short already.."

"YOUR THONG!" Vic repeated, "Don't make me repeat myself again or we will return to the room and the crop before we go to Kemah, and this time it won't be for pleasure."

As he said this the elevator arrived and they got on the empty car.

Angie looked at the numbers and realized she had mere seconds to comply with his wishes before the door opened on the lobby.

She immediately raised her dress and slid the thong down her legs and over her shoes, handing them to Vic. As Vic took them in his hand, he noticed that they were already damp, "It seems that this excites you more than a little princess."

Angie looked down, "Yes Sir," she replied, feeling the wetness of her pussy growing at the thought of going without anything on under her dress. 

Vic moved his finger beneath her chin, raising her gaze to meet his before he kissed her lips, "You are going to stay wet the entire day but you won't reach orgasm unless I give permission, understood?"

Angie felt her pussy pulse at his tone, "Yes Sir," she husked, her voice barely above a whisper.

The elevator door opened to a lobby in full operation with Conference attendees going one way, new check-ins lining up along with the various staff moving about.

As they moved across the lobby, Jamie spotted them, "Hey guys, where you off to?"

"Angie's taking me to Kemah to show me the boardwalk this afternoon, what about you?" Vic asked.

Jamie blushed, "Well Brandi phoned and said that since she's going to this banquet, she needs a new dress, and since she's my date, I have to go with her."

"You just don't get the concept at all do you?" Vic asked, laughing at his friend.

"No, no I don't," Jamie said, hanging his head.

"Don't worry Jamie," Angie said, "Brandi's a tough one, but she's fun."

"Wait, hold up. You're actually going shopping with her?" Vic asked.

"Yeah, haven't you been listening?" Jamie responded.

"Dude, are you nuts? This girl will shop till you pass out and then drag your cold dead carcass along behind her so she can finish."

Angie cracked up, "She's not that bad."

"Rest in Peace, my friend," Vic said, looking sadly at his friend.

"Stop it!" Angie said to him, seeing the stress on Jamie's face. "It will be fine Jamie, trust me, she doesn't look for the deals, she looks for what she wants, it's quicker that way."

"Ok, well you have fun," Vic said as he took Angie's arm, leading her toward the main entrance.

As they entered the street, Angie's breath caught, "What is it princess?" Vic asked, looking over at her.

"It's nothing baby," Angie replied, trying to ignore the question.

"Breane," Vic said, his tone telling her that he wanted an answer.

"It's the breeze baby, it went right across my bare pussy. It caught me off guard."

"Are your lips swollen princess?" Vic asked, knowing the answer.

"Yessss," Angie responded in a hiss. She loved it when he painted the image with his words.

Vic smiled, leaning in close to her ear, "You are such a slut Breane."

"Mmm, you're slut," she returned, her body reacting. 'Why do I like that,' she thought to herself, 'why does it turn me on when he calls me a slut?'

As she considered this, she recognized that it only happened between the two of them, he never said or did anything to her in public that would give the insinuation that she was anything but his princess.

Vic hailed a cab and held the door open for Angie to enter. 

'Hmm, two can play this game,' she thought to herself as she moved to enter the cab. As she took her seat, she made sure to sit first and then move one leg in at a time, allowing them to separate. Her skirt was short enough that she knew he would get a full view of her swollen sex. She could feel her lips pulling apart as she spread her legs.

She looked up at him to see if he was noticing the show she was offering and saw the little smile playing across his lips at her teasing. "So you want to take it up a notch, do you?" Vic asked.

Angie just smiled up at him as she moved further into the cab to allow him entrance. 

As he entered the taxi, he looked up at the driver who's eyes were locked on Angie's shapely dancer legs. It was obvious he knew his way around a beautiful woman as his gaze took in the site before him, his rugged handsome features exuding confidence. 

"Kemah Boardwalk," Vic requested.

The driver had the decency to blush when he realized he'd been caught staring and quickly turned to face the road, putting his car in gear, "Kemah Boardwalk it is sir," the young driver affirmed.

"So, you're from out of town?" The driver asked as they pulled onto the main road.

"I am," Vic replied, "I'm pretty sure my Canadian accent stands out like a sore thumb around here."

"It is pretty obvious sir," he replied, "and you ma'am?" he asked, looking at Angie in his mirror, seeing her watch Vic as he spoke.

"No, I'm a local," Angie replied, "Texas born and bred."

Vic took the opportunity to slide his hand completely up the inside of her thigh, not stopping until he reached her pussy.

As his knuckles grazed her outer lips, he noted how wet and swollen she was. He allowed his finger to separate her lips and ran it along her crevice, enjoying the soft, wet flesh on his finger.

Angie's eyes rolled back in her head at the sensation of his touch, she bit her lip to keep from making her pleasure evident to the driver, who was happily trying to chat Angie up.

"So, how long are you in town for?" the driver asked.

"I fly out Monday morning," Vic replied, continuing to move his finger back and forth.

"Pleaseee," Angie whispered, her head turned toward Vic, trying not to make the driver aware of her situation, her hips lifting off the seat, trying to get his finger closer to her swollen clit.

Vic pulled back, frustrating Angie's attempt. "Now pet, you don't want to do that," he said, not bothering to lower his voice.

The driver looked at the couple in the back of his car through his rear view mirror, trying to decipher what they were doing. 

The far off look in the lady's eyes told him all he needed to know, 'god I love my job,' he muttered to himself, making a show of having to adjust all his mirrors. 

As he lowered his rear view, he could see that she had raise her hips off the seat, her legs spread with the guy's hand beneath her skirt. All he could see of his hand was the wrist, but the motion of his hand was unmistakeable.

So are you in Canada now too?" the cabbie asked Angie.

Angie snapped out of her reverie at his question, trying hard to control her breathing and her voice as she answered him, "Uhh, no, I, uhh, ohh god, I still live here."

"You ok ma'am?"

Vic took this opportunity to slide two fingers deep into her pussy.

"OHHHH, yessss, I'm fine." Angie responded, knowing that the cab driver knew exactly what was going on.

Angie turned her head to Vic, "Please baby, can I have a kiss?"

Vic moved his face to hers and gave her a long wet, open mouthed kiss, his fingers working in and out of her soaked opening.

Angie felt her orgasm building, rising to a crest as she ground her hips harder against his grinding fingers.

Vic was watching her motions, reading her body, like a book and pulled his fingers clear just before it was too late.

"noooooooooooo," Angie wheezed, as she felt her pussy empty of his fingers and the pressure on her pussy disappear, "please baby, please, I'll do anything, just let me finish, let your slut cum, please!"

Angie was beyond caring about the driver, as she begged for release, she'd never see him again anyway.

"You know the rule princess, you are not permitted to cum without my permission, and that is something that will be awhile in coming."

The cab driver listened to the conversation, disappointed that the lady wouldn't experience her orgasm, she was a screamer, he could tell. He reached between his legs and stroked his hard on through his pants wishing it were him in the back with this woman.

Angie took a deep breath, trying to regain control, knowing that for now, she would not reach the satisfaction that her body craved. 

As they pulled up to their destination, Vic got out and paid the driver, thanking him for his services.

As Angie was about to leave the driver turned to her, "Excuse me, but I was wondering if maybe you and I could get together sometime? I mean I know you're man there is leaving and if you'd like some company..."

Angie cut him off, "No thank you, he may be leaving on Monday, but he owns me forever," she said as she shut the door and moved into Vic's arm.

"What was that about?" Vic asked.

"Oh nothing baby, just another confused male." Angie replied, kissing Vic on the cheek.

Vic laughed, "Tried to get your number huh?"

Angie just looked at Vic, "Yeah, something like that."

Vic leaned in and gave her a kiss on the cheek, "Baby you have too many men now."

"Hey! I didn't give him my number, I told him that I belonged to you," she replied taking his arm and putting it over her shoulder. 

He stopped them, turning her toward him and giving her a deep kiss, his hand sliding down her back and pulling her close.

As they separated, Angie looked into his eyes, "You know this is killing me right? I think I'd rather you just taken the crop to me. I'm so wound up right now I feel like I'm going to explode."

"I can tell," Vic replied, making a point of staring at her breasts, her hardened nipples quite prominent.

Angie blushed, as she saw what he was looking at, "It's all your fault," she said, laughing as they turned and continued toward the rides that were along the boardwalk.

The balance of the morning they spent together just talking and laughing, enjoying the freedom that came with being together. 

Walking down along the store fronts, Angie suddenly panicked and pushed Vic into one of the stores, "What the..." he started.

"It's Alison, I just saw her come out of the next store, I think she's headed this way."

Vic moved toward the door and glanced up the street, seeing that Angie was right, Alison was indeed headed there way and something in the window of the store they were in seemed to have momentarily caught her attention.

Vic moved back to Angie and told her what he had seen. He moved her toward the back where they could keep an eye on the door. 

While he watched the door, Angie pretended to look at the clothing on the rack in front of her. 

Vic saw Alison making her way into the store, and moved to make sure that Angie wasn't visible behind him. 

"This way," he said, grabbing Angie's hand.

Angie grabbed some of the tops that she had been looking at and followed him further into the store. 

She spotted an employee and pulled Vic toward her, "Yes, I was wondering if I could try these on?" Angie asked politely.

"Certainly," the clerk replied, leading the way to the change area. Vic kept his eyes on Alison the whole time.

As the clerk opened the door, Angie looked at Vic, "Baby, you may as well come in with me so I don't have to yell through the door."

The clerk smiled knowingly at Vic, as he entered the room behind Angie.

Vic turned to see Angie lowering the straps of her dress over her arms, "What are you doing?" He asked.

"What does it look like? I'm trying on these tops that I found." Angie replied.

Vic shook his head and laughed as he thought about the absurdity of the situation. "Leave it to you to find a way to make this a shopping expedition."

Vic admired her naked form as the dress dropped to reveal all of her flesh, her breasts firm, her nipples slightly distended, her pussy still slightly swollen.

Vic took a seat on the corner bench in the room and admired the young lady before him as she slid one top after another on to see if she liked what she had found.

She moved all but one into a pile and reached for her sundress again.

Vic interrupted her movement with one phrase, "Come here."

She halted her motion and looked at him, before approaching. 

"Lift your leg up here beside me princess," Vic instructed.

She did as she was told, looking down to see that her pussy lips were now completely exposed to him as he moved his mouth toward her, his tongue sliding out to bring the tip across her swollen lips.

His touch was feather light, causing her to spasm in need, pushing her hips forward to get more of his tongue into her opening.

Her hand reached forward to lightly caress the side of his face, moving back, her nails leaving a light trail through his hair to the back of his head, where she allowed her fingers to move up and down over his flesh.

"Baby, what are you doing to me?" Angie asked, as she felt his tongue make another pass over her pussy.

"No questions princess." Vic replied as he reached forward to grasp her cunt lips with both hands, pulling them to the side, opening her pussy completely to his mouth. He moved out on his seat, giving himself better access, and moved his mouth down to encircle her clit, his lips not touching it but encasing it in the heat of his mouth.

He slid his tongue forward and slowly began to run little circles all around her clit, never coming in contact, but coming ever closer to her core. Her hand tightened its grip on the back of his head as she felt her orgasm once again begin to build.

She knew he wasn't going to allow her the release she sought, but she couldn't help reacting to what he was doing. "Vic, oh Vic, please baby, please, I'm soo very close baby, I'm sorry, I'll never do it again, just let me cum, pleaseeeeeeeeeeee!"

Vic moved back ever so slightly with his mouth and ran his tongue all the way up across her clit, giving it the briefest of touches before moving higher across her nipples, now taunt with desire, and on toward her mouth, ending with a deep kiss of longing as he stood, sweeping his hand under her upraised leg and turning her until her back was against the wall, his pelvis moving forward to press against her.

She moaned into his mouth as she felt his tongue invade hers, and felt his hardness pressing against her hot swollen pussy lips, so wanting to reach down and free him so he could take her right there.

He pulled back again, his breath raspy with his own desire. "Sit," he commanded.

The very tone of command made her pussy spasm as she quickly took the seat that he had vacated.

He reached down undoing his shorts and dropping them to the floor, followed by his underwear, freeing his hardened cock.

He took it in hand and moved it to her face, sliding the tip all around her cheekbone, under her chin and up the other side.

"Open," he said, looking into her eyes, not as her lover, but as her Master.

She looked at him, and without pause opened her mouth to his hardened rod.

He moved it back across her face and slowly sank it all the way into her mouth, her moan of satisfaction sending a vibration down his shaft as his cockhead met her throat.

His hand reached forward to cup her head, guiding it back and forth over his dick, her lips closed over it, sucking it, allowing the sensation of his hardness to fill her being.

"You will not cum," he said as he picked up the pace, fucking into her mouth with more power, his free hand reaching down to pinch her hard nipple.

After all the teasing that he had done, he knew it wasn't going to take long for him to shoot his load. His pace again picked up, slamming his cock into her face with abandon. 

He felt his climax approaching and buried his cock one final time in her mouth as he felt his mushroom head expand and explode in her throat, his hand holding her head in place.

For her part, Angie worked to swallow every drop, feeling the hot liquid sperm sliding down her throat, a deep satisfied moan coming from her lips.

Vic backed off, looking down at his lover, as she gathered her thoughts, he assisted her to her feet and kissed her deeply, "That was wonderful pet," he said as he embraced her.

"Good enough to let me cum baby?" she asked into his shoulder.

"No princess, not yet," he replied laughing at her thought process. 

They cleaned up as best they could, gathered their things and with Vic leading the way, ensuring that it was safe, moved out of the dressing room to the cashier, where Angie paid for the one top she had set aside, "This shirt will always be the first time I sucked your big hard cock in a dressing room baby," she said as they left the store, her arm wrapped in his.



Meeting Bree Ch. 04



My apologies for this taking so long, is laziness a viable excuse? Thank you everyone for your comments and your votes. I didn't realize the value of either until I started doing my own submissions. 

This is not a stand alone story, you may want to read the first two chapters as this is a continuation...and yes, it's a long continuation.

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"There is one other thing I'd like to do before we leave and go back to the hotel," Vic said to Angie as they walked along the walkway.

"Oh? And what would that be?" Angie asked, expecting some new form of sexual torture. She had gone through about as much as she could handle, or at least as much as she cared to handle, if he had offered to take her between the buildings and fuck her, she was almost to the point of accepting.

"I want us to ride the Ferris Wheel together," Vic said, catching Angie completely by surprise.

"You're kidding right?" she asked.

Vic looked at strangely, "No, I'm totally serious, what were you expecting me to ask?"

"Well it h

ad nothing to do with the Ferris Wheel, I can tell you that," Angie told him laughing.

"I'm not sure what you had in mind princess, although I think it might be fun, but all I want to do is go for a ride and then we can go back to the hotel, if you're ok with that."

"I'm fine with that, being alone with you at the hotel, all alone in that room sounds like a wonderful idea to me. Let's ride this thing so we can get out of here."

Vic laughed, hearing the note of sexual frustration in Angie's voice. As they started toward the Ferris Wheel, Vic's phone went off, "Hello."

"Hey Jamie," Vic said watching Angie walking in front of him and enjoying the view. "Uhh, sure, I guess, let me just check with Angie and see if she's ok with it."

"Jamie and Brandi want us to have dinner with them tonight at the hotel, you ok with that?"

Angie just looked at him for a second, a slow smile spreading across her face, "That would be your decision Master," she replied a little twinkle in her eye.

"Jamie? Yeah, we'll do it...yes, you heard her right." Vic rolled his eyes at Angie, "Buddy, relax, we'll meet in our room at 6:30, ok? Good, see you then."

As Vic disconnected, Angie came into his arms with a big kiss.

"What was that for?" Vic asked.

"You called it 'our room'" Angie said, unable to hold back the big grin.

"Sweetie, it is our room." Vic responded, totally baffled by her reaction.

"I know baby, but...never mind, it doesn't matter, I'm just happy you said it."

Vic just looked at her and shook his head as they arrived at the ride. "I'll be right back," he said and left Angie standing there in line for the ride.

She looked up at the height of the wheel and felt her stomach jump, "You can do this Ange, it's not a big deal," she told herself as she continued to stare up.

Vic returned a big smile on his face as he once again took her hand in his, "What are you grinning about?" Angie asked, her smile a reflection of his own.

"Nothing baby, just glad to be here with you," he replied.

They moved forward in the line taking their place in the first available seat, Angie moving tight to Vic's side as the ride attendant ensured that the locking mechanism was in place.

"Thank you for doing this Bree," Vic said, "I know you're not crazy about heights."

"I can do this," Angie replied, leaning forward to kiss his lips, "especially if you keep me distracted during the whole thing," she finished with a twinkle in her eyes.

The chair moved around and the final seat in front of them was filled by another young couple, both smiling as they took their seats.

The young man glanced back at Vic and Angie, giving a slight nod of acknowledgment and smiling at Angie's closeness.

"She's not a fan of heights," Vic said as an explanation.

"Good way to keep her close then, huh?" the guy replied smiling, his girlfriend turning to see who he was talking to and smiling politely.

With the young couple strapped in the ride began ascending. Angie immediately tightened her grip on Vic's arm as the wheel made its way to the top, "I hope you know how much I love you," Bree said, laughing into Vic's shoulder.

Vic laughed as he held her close to him, "Yes princess, I get how much you love me," he replied as his hand moved under her dress.

Angie looked at him, her eyes showing lust, "You really like playing under this dress don't you Master," she whispered huskily, already feeling her pussy react to his touch.

"Kiss me," he commanded.

"Yes Sir," Angie said as she moved her hand to the side of his face, her lips meeting his in an open mouth kiss, her tongue sliding passionately into his mouth.

The operator looked as their chair slid past, taking note of the position of Vic's hand and the passion of their kiss. 

The young man in front of them noticed the attendant looking at something behind him and turned to see what he was staring at.

His eyes widened when he realized he could see right up Angie's dress and the fact that Vic's fingers were now buried in her wet pussy wasn't lost on him either.

He turned to his girlfriend, tapping her leg and indicating she should look behind her. When she turned, her eyes widened in surprise at the public display. Her eyes moved up across Angie's chest and on to her face.

Angie opened her eyes to see the girl looking at her, a slow smile spread across her face, as she winked at the girl.

The girl quickly turned back to her boyfriend, her face flushed in both embarrassment and excitement at what she had just seen.

Her hand moved to her boyfriend's knee and quickly moved up to his crotch, noticing immediately that he had a raging hard on. She looked at him, smiling as she began to stroke him, taking his hand and sliding it under her mini skirt, her lips moving forward to capture his.

Not wanting to miss out on an opportunity, her boyfriend allowed his fingers to move under his girlfriend's skirt and over her panty covered pussy, silently thanking the couple behind him for this opportunity.

As the Wheel approached the top of its cycle, it slowed to a stop. Angie snapped out of her euphoria in a panic, "What's happening? Why are we stopped?"

"Relax princess, it was planned," Vic said, forcing Angie to look at him.

"You're sure?" Angie asked, settling against her lover.

"I'm positive baby, I paid the operator to give us a few minutes so we could enjoy the view together.

They looked down from the peak of the Ferris Wheel to see the marina in action the boats moving about busily, shuttling across the water like bugs on a pond.

As they looked down they could see people milling about the various venues and stores, busily going about their lives, totally unaware that they were being observed from the top of the ride.

"I love you," Angie said, cuddling against Vic again, "why is it that I can't get close enough to you, it's like I want to just crawl right into your skin."

Vic smiled at her, "I like that you want to be that close princess," he replied, kissing the tip of her nose.

They heard a slight moan from below and looked to see the young couple in the car in front of them busily kissing, "Look what you caused," Vic accused Angie.

"ME?!" Angie replied, laughing, I seem to remember it was your fingers in my pussy."

"Mmm, your pussy," Vic said, once again moving his fingers under her dress and over her swollen pussy lips.

"Gawd Vic," Angie sighed, "you've had me wet all day long, my pussy's been permanently swollen."

"I don't see the problem," Vic replied as his fingers strummed across her clit, causing her to jump.

Angie tried to concentrate on what he was saying as her body reacted to what his hand was doing, as well as the noise of the young couple in front of them, it was almost like sensory overload. "Oh godddd, it's..not.... a....problem..oh fuck, please let me cum baby, I want to cum soooo baddd for you."

Vic moved to take her earlobe between his lips, gently sucking on it as he suddenly and viciously drove two of his fingers deep into her wet gash.

"AAHHH," Angie screamed as she felt his fingers slamming into her, causing her to blush when she realized how loud she had been, she moved her face into his neck, "Yes, yes, yes baby, fuck my hot little pussy with your fingers! Slam me baby!"

Vic pulled his finger out and quickly transferred them to her mouth, "Here, my little slut, taste how wet you are."

Angie attacked his fingers, sucking her cum from his digits, loving the taste of her cum on his flesh, the feeling of being so totally exposed. "Mmm, fuckkk," she moaned

They looked ahead as the Wheel started to turn again to see the young lady in front of them with her head back, her eyes watching Angie's actions as her boyfriend assaulted her pussy under her mini skirt, her breath coming in short ragged gasps.

Her facial features tightened and a long slow moan escaped her mouth as she came on her lover's hand, her eyes widening, looking back at Angie, a glassy eyed smile on her face.

"Master, please let me cum like her," Angie begged, her hand snaking into Vic's lap to play with his hard cock through his jeans, "I promise I'll be a good girl."

Vic took her hand away from his cock and looked at Angie, "Lover, when you are finally permitted to cum, you will make that little display look minor in comparison, you are going to squirt your cum all over me later."

Angie moaned again at the image of cumming so hard she squirted her juices, "I'm pretty sure I could do that now," she whispered in his ear, her lips closing on his earlobe trying to entice him to bring her off.

Vic laughed as he pulled away, "Oh no you don't, you little minx."

Angie's frustration showed on her face as the ride slowed again letting passengers off. As their turn came, the attendant winked at Vic as he opened the gate to allow them to exit, "I hope it was worth it buddy," he said.

"Very much so, wasn't it princess?" Vic replied.

"Mmm, the scenery was lovely, thank you," Angie said to the worker.

As they exited through the gate, the young man that had been in the ride in front of them approached Vic's side, "Umm excuse me?"

Vic turned to look at what looked to be a young football player, easily surpassing six feet with broad shoulders and a ready smile. "Yes?"

"I just wanted to say thank you," the young man said, trying desperately not to look at Angie.

"For?" Vic asked.

"Well what you were doing on the ride, you know..teasing your umm.." he started, trying to find the right word.

"Lover?" Vic supplied.

"Yeah, your lover. Anyway, I've been wanting Cindy to do that stuff for a very long time but I could never get her to try it and when she saw you two fooling around, I guess it turned her on to the point that she went for it, and I just wanted to thank you for that."

"Hey, listen, you did it my friend, I'm just glad you both had a good time." Vic replied.

"It was very hot," Angie said, looking at the young man.

"Umm, thanks," he said, blushing at the compliment. "Well I'd better get back to Cindy, she wants to go home and umm finish what we started." 

Vic smiled at him, "Have fun."

"Thanks," he replied as he turned to return to his girlfriend.

"So umm, where are we going to finish what we started?" Angie asked, looking at her man happily.

Vic looked at his watch, "Well its two now and we have to meet Jamie and Brandi for dinner, so how bout we go back to the hotel for a nap?"

"Mmm, a nap," Angie replied, a devilish look in her eyes.

As they moved along, Vic signalled for the first taxi he saw. When the car pulled over, he opened the door to be greeted by the same young man that had brought them here. "What are the odds," Vic mumbled to himself, as he noticed that the driver hadn't taken his eyes off Angie.

"Time to go back to your hotel?" The driver asked.

"Yes please," Angie replied as she slid into the middle of the seat, waiting for Vic to get in and shut the door before cuddling up to him, totally oblivious to the attention the driver was giving her.

As the driver, started to drive away, Angie turned her face to Vic's, her hand on the side of his face, pulling his lips to hers, "I love you baby," she whispered as their lips met.

"Touch me please," she said as their lips parted.

Vic smiled at her as he saw the fire in her eyes, his hand sliding inside the top of her dress, running over the roundness of her breast, moving to circle lightly around her nipple, already hardened and distended.

She moaned as her lips met his again, her tongue piercing his mouth, her hand moving to the back of his head pulling him to her.

The driver adjusted his mirror watching as Angie and Vic came together in a deep soulful kiss, his hand inside the top of her dress, obviously playing with her nipple.

The driver took his free hand and started to rub his erection through his jeans as he heard the low moans coming from Angie's lips at Vic's attention to her breast. "Please Master, let me cum," he heard her whisper.

It took all his willpower not to take his eyes off the road when he heard her comment, 'Master?' He thought to himself, 'she was serious when she told me he owned her', he thought to himself, his cock twitching as he heard a low throaty moan from the back seat, "Pleassseeee," Angie begged, her voice taking on a deeper quality in her need to cum.

Vic moved his lips to gently suck on her neck as his fingers continued to manipulate her hardened nipple. Her body had a mind of its own as her hips gyrated on the seat, desperately desiring pressure. "Vic, please, please, please," Angie panted, her hands wanting to move under her dress to feel her sex.

"I can smell your juices from here princess," Vic said as he pulled his hand out of the top of her dress and slowly slid it up under the bottom, along the side of her thigh toward her hot gash.

As his fingers touched the outer folds of her vulva, her body jerked in reaction, "Fuck," she moaned, her eyes closed, her hips lifting off the seat to try and press against his hand.

Every nerve in her body was craving release, needing desperately to explode in orgasm. 'I can't believe the control he has over me,' Angie thought briefly as the internal pressure ratcheted up another notch with his hands contact.

She knew that in any other situation she would have cum by now, that the release would have been there, but somehow he had kept her on the edge all day. She looked at him through slitted eyes, "Baby, I'm going to need my inhaler when I cum, you know this right?"

Vic smiled down at her, "I know princess, I've already thought of that, don't worry."

"I'm not worried baby, just want you to know so you don't freak out," she teased, referring to a time on the phone when he had made her cum so hard she had to scramble for her inhaler and it had freaked him out.

"Funny girl," Vic said, his finger moving up to graze across her swollen clit, "OHHH GAWDDD VICCC", Angie moaned, her body almost convulsing with desire. "Baby if you're gonna do that, I may not be able to wait."

Vic looked down at her smiling, "You'll wait princess," he said his hand moving down through her pussy again, gathering her juices on his fingers and bringing them to her lips. "Clean," he commanded.

Angie moaned as she opened her lips and moved her head forward to suck her juices off his fingers. The command alone made her pussy thrum, her juices leaking down her thighs and onto her dress, "Oh Master," she moaned around his fingers, "you're making me so wet."

With her last moan, the cabbie couldn't stand it anymore, having listened to her moaning and the sound of her lips sucking on his fingers as if it were his hardened cock, combined with the stroking of his cock through his jeans, he felt the tightening of his scrotum that prefaced the release of his orgasm into his jeans.

Vic and Angie heard the moan of release from their young cab driver, as they saw their hotel approaching, Angie looked at Vic and giggled at the thought of the driver's discomfort. "Babyyy, everyone is cumming but me today," she whispered into his ear.

"Very soon princess. You'll get your turn very soon."

Just as the cabby made his turn into the hotel, Angie's cell rang. "Grrr, it's Amanda," she growled, "she knows I don't want to be contacted."

"You'd better take it then, it has to be important," Vic suggested.

"Hello," Angie answered. "Slow down Amanda, I can only listen so fast."

Her sigh of exasperation told Vic that things were not going the way that she wanted, "Alright, fine! I'll be there in half an hour," she huffed as she disconnected the call.

"There's an angry parent there demanding to talk to me because his 'little angel' didn't make squad," Angie said, her temper still up. "I have to go and deal with it, do you mind?" She asked looking forlornly at Vic.

"Baby, it's what you do. You'll go over there, deal with the issue and come back to me. I'll still be here," he said, leaning to kiss her gently on the lips, his fingers sliding again under her skirt to run along her pussy. 

Her moan of frustration took on a new level when his touch reminded her that it would be even longer now before she would find release from the sexual frustration that had been building all day. "I love you Vic," she said as she moved to kiss him again.

"I love you more," he said, smiling as she kissed him.

Vic looked at the driver, "Well I guess you're still needed."

"Yes Sir," the driver responded, unable to believe his luck at being left alone with this beautiful young lady who was so obviously in need of sex.

Vic got out at the entrance to the hotel and looked at Angie, "I'll be here when you return."

Angie put on a brave face, "I'll be back as soon as I possibly can," she said, trying hard to smile.

Vic watched as the cab pulled away and turned to go into the hotel, "Man, it's so damn hot here," he mumbled as he immediately noticed the temperature difference from the air conditioned cab. "I feel like I'm on the outer ring of hell," he mumbled.

He heard a chuckle beside him as an older gentleman reacted to what he had said. "Not from here, I assume," the older gentleman asked in a slow Texas drawl."

"Uhh, no," Vic replied smiling, "Canadian."

"That would explain it then. You all don't see heat like this even in the summer I suspect."

"Not like this, no," Vic replied, "it can get warm, but we don't have the humidity where I am. By the way, I'm Vic." 

"Dave," the gentleman replied, shaking Vic's hand.

"So that was your young lady that just drove off?" Dave asked.

Vic's eyes moved to where he had last seen the cab, "Yeah, it was, don't ask me why she's with me, but that was my young lady."

"A bit of unsolicited advice if I might," Dave started, noticing the look in Vic's eyes, "don't get hung up on the age issue."

Vic's eyes snapped back to look at Dave, "Is it that obvious?" He asked.

"It is to someone who's been there," Dave replied laughing, his blue eyes sparkling.

Just then an arm reached through Dave's, "I'm back baby." 

Dave turned to look lovingly into the eyes of the lady that had just approached, bending to kiss her lightly on the lips. "Vic, I would like you to meet my 'young lady', Sherry, this is Vic."

"Hi Sherry," Vic said, again sticking his hand out.

"Vic, nice to meet you," Sherry returned.

Sherry was 5'5" and around 120lbs, Vic noticed. He also noticed there was a distinct age difference, and couldn't help his eyebrows rising.

"Yeah, I know," Dave said, responding to the look that Vic had. "Do you have time for a coffee?" He asked, "I'll tell you our story and you can tell me yours."

"Uhh, sure, Angie won't be back for a bit." Vic responded.

With that they moved into the hotel, Dave and Sherry leading the way. Vic couldn't help but notice Sherry in her sun dress, the spaghetti straps over her tanned shoulders and her shapely legs. Her blonde hair reaching down her shoulders to the middle of her back. 




Meeting Bree Ch. 05



Angie's eyes opened to look across the bed to see her lover watching her sleep. A slow smile crept across her face, "How long have you been watching?" She whispered.

"Not long, maybe ten minutes," Vic replied softly, his fingers moving to brush her hair out of her face. "You are so beautiful," Vic said as he looped her hair behind her ear.

Angie smiled as she moved across the bed to get closer to him, moving the coverings with her hand so they wouldn't interfere with her body coming into contact with his. "I wanted to wake you this morning Master," she purred as she kissed his bare shoulder, trailing light kisses down across his chest.

Her tongue circled his nipple, her lips gently sucking on it as she drug her fingernails lightly down his arm. "You know how to give a wake up call princess," Vic said, his fingers moving through her hair.

Angie rolled her eyes to look up at his face, the smile evident from the sparkle, "I'm going to do everything I can to convince you that you belong with me," she responded, her mouth moving lower.

She circled his navel with her tongue as her hand moved down along his side and down over his hip, drawing little circles on his buttocks, her face coming closer and closer to his hardened manhood, "God I can't get enough of you," she said looking up into his eyes and smiling as she lowered her open lips over the tip of his cock, her tongue moving in gentle circles over the circumcised head.

Vic moaned gently, his head moving back on the pillow as he felt the velvet of her lips closing over him. He restrained the urge to push forward into her throat or to push on the back of her head forcing it down. He was going to let her do this at her pace.

Angie sensed that she was allowed control and smiled to herself, 'you are about to get the best damn blowjob in the world mister,' she thought as she lowered to swallow all of his hardness, feeling the head of his prick pushing against her throat.

She hummed softly, sending vibrations all along his shaft, her fingertips moving to gently caress his scrotum, the moan from his lips being exactly what she needed to hear.

The phone next to the bed broke the silence with its harsh ring.

Angie rolled her eyes up the meet his and then glanced sideways, daring him to answer it. Vic smiled in response as he picked up the receiver.

"Hello," he said, as he looked down to see the sparkle again in Angie's eyes and wondered if he had just made a grave mistake.

As he listened, Angie released his cock with a slurp and moved to capture one testicle between her lips, gently sucking it into her mouth as her hand moved to slowly slide up and down his hard shaft.

In reflex, Vic moaned softly into the phone, his eyes darting down to see Angie's mouth smiling up at him, as she moved back and slowly slid the tip of her tongue along his scortum, "So good Master," she said huskily.

"Huh? What was that Jamie?" Vic said, needing Jamie to repeat himself.

"Uh, yeah, she's trying to distract me," Vic shot a look at Angie for her to behave.

"Don't worry, Dave would have called me if anything had changed and I haven't heard anything from him, so we're still on for 8:00 in the restaurant."

Angie grinned at him as she threw the covers over her head, leaving Vic looking at nothing but blankets and wondering what she was going to do next.

He didn't have long to wait as she attacked his hard cock voraciously, pulling out all the stops, her mouth moving up and down as she circled the base of his cock with her thumb and finger, her other hand moving under him to tease his asshole.

Vic felt the pressure building as Jamie droned on about the morning meeting with Dave, "Yeah, ok, whatever, I gotta go," Vic squeaked as he hung up the phone, his hand moving down over Angie's head outside the blankets, pushing her down as he thrust his pelvis up to drive his cock as deep as possible into her throat.

"So you want to tease me huh?" He asked rhetorically, pulling his cock out of her mouth and jumping out of the bed, throwing the covers back to expose his naked lover.

Moving quickly, he grabbed her body and threw her on her back and pulled her to the edge of the mattress, her head hanging over the edge.

Moving forward, he pressed the head of his cock against her lips, forcing them apart, "Open wide slut," he said, pushing his cock all the way into her mouth.

The moan that she uttered told him that she loved what he was doing as he started fucking into her face, his hands moving down to twist her distended nipples, "Tease me? I don't think so," Vic said, a grin spreading across his face as he pulled on her nipples, twisting them between his fingers.

Angie gave herself over to being used as his cock receptacle, loving the feeling that surrender brought, her body reacting to being taken so harshly. She lifted her pelvis and reached between her legs to tease her clit as she felt the head of his cock punishing the back of her throat.

"Oh no, princess," Vic said, grabbing her arms and pulling them away from her center, "you don't get to do that."

She moaned in mock frustration as he held her hands away from her hot clit. 

Suddenly she screamed as the flat of his hand slapped down on her engorged clit, "And that's for being so naughty," he said, his hand lifting to slap against her clit again, sending shockwaves through her body, "And that's because I can."

She pushed her pelvis up trying to press against his hand as it slapped down, but he had already moved his hand back to the side of her face, rubbing the moisture of her pussy all over her cheek, the scent unmistakable.

"Can you smell your cunt baby?" He asked as he began to fuck harder into her mouth.

"Mmm, I'm going to cum baby, are you ready?" He asked.

She moaned, letting him know that she was more than ready for him to fire his first load of the day down her throat.

As his orgasm approached, he quickly pulled out of her mouth, causing her to gasp, "NOOO."

He gave a few quick jerks of his hand and watched as his cum shot out of his cock, his first shot landing across her breast, while the rest splashed over her face, causing her to moan in lust.

"Ohmygod, Vic, I want to cum so bad, don't make me wait, please," she begged looking up at him, her head still bent back off the mattress.

She watched as his orgasm subsided, "What a wake up baby," he said, reaching down to gently caress her cheek, "I need to get showered for my meeting," he said turning to leave the room.

Angie lay there in shock, "But baby.." she started.

"Hmm?" he said, turning to look as she moved to sit up on the bed.

"What about me?" She asked, using her little girl voice, her fingers slipping between her legs, splitting her pussy lips.

He smiled at her, "You have to come and wash my back princess," he replied.

She jumped from the bed, happily moving into the ensuite, "Well what are you waiting for slow poke, this pussy needs cock."

Vic smiled as he watched her race ahead of him and turn the shower on. She turned to grab her toothbrush and give her teeth a once over, watching Vic enter the bathroom.

Vic copied her and quickly brushed his teeth, neither of them being a fan of morning breath. As they brushed they looked at one another, a smile playing across their faces.

Vic was the first one in the shower and quickly moved to get under the hot water, allowing it to flow over his naked body, his eyes closed in bliss. He felt, rather than saw, Angie's entrance as she moved up close to embrace him, "I love waking to find you next to me baby," she whispered, her lips moving to capture his in a gentle 'good morning' kiss.

His hands slid around her side to embrace her, pulling her tight to him, "I haven't got long princess, Jamie's expecting me to be ready in fifteen minutes."

She backed away from him, looking into his eyes, "Well then, Jamie will just have to wait," she said smugly.

"No, you will have to wait," Vic said, watching for her reaction.

She sighed as she realized once again, that while his love for her was complete, he would never allow her to dictate to him. She knew enough from past conversations that he had already been down that road. "I'm sorry baby, I did it again, didn't I?" She asked, already knowing the answer.

"Its ok princess, I know that you're used to doing things your way and everyone listening to you. I'm just not going to be like that. Besides, you were the one that teased me earlier when I was on the phone, you can't honestly expect that to go unnoticed, can you?"

"You can't be serious," she said, as she washed his body, "you know you enjoyed that every bit as much as I did."

"True," he replied, "but there is something I enjoy more."

She looked into his eyes and saw the devilment there and started laughing, "Yeah, making me pay."

"See, you do understand me," he said as he reached around and playfully swatted her ass.

"Mmm, I love it when you punish me Master," she moaned, looking at him in lust, "how bout you punish me real good with that nice hard cock you have there?"

Vic laughed as he moved her under the water and began soaping her up, "Oh no baby, not today, I want you to be nice and wet for the banquet tonight."

"Really? I have to wait until tonight again?" She asked, the look in her eyes telling him that she was not at all pleased with this revelation.

"Really," he responded, as he pulled on her nipple, before getting out of the shower, leaving her to finish.

"Vic, is everything ok?" She asked.

"What do you mean?" He replied turning to look through the shower door at her.

"You just seem distant somehow, did I do something to upset you?"

"No baby, it's nothing you've done. I just have a lot on my mind with this deal and having to go home and leave you here, you going back to Brad. I just have to sort through things."

Angie turned the water off and got out of the shower, "Baby, say the word and I'll go with you," she said, a tear falling from her eye and tracing down her cheek.

He embraced her gently, "I know princess, believe me I know."

She sniffled gently against his shoulder, "Are we ok?" She asked, more than a little frightened of the answer.

"We're ok," he responded, kissing the tip of her nose. "But I really do need to get ready for my meeting. I don't dare leave this to Jamie.

She reluctantly moved away from him, "Alright," she sighed as she dried her body, "but you tell Jamie that you're only on loan for a little bit...please," she finished, not wanting to make him feel like she was telling him what to do.

As they entered the bedroom, she heard her phone ringing. Picking it up, she threw a panicked look at Vic.

"Hello," she answered.

Vic watched her face as he got dressed in jeans and shirt for his meeting with Jamie and Dave.

"He's right here," Angie said, looking over at Vic, "yeah, just a sec. She wants to talk to you," Angie said, handing Vic the phone.

"Hey Brandi, what's up?" Vic said as he took the phone from Angie.

"Where have you been, I've been trying your cell for the past hour," Brandi huffed.

"I don't have it turned on, why didn't you just call the room?" Vic asked.

"Because I didn't want to have this conversation with Angie being able to hear," Brandi replied, her patience almost gone.

"Brad just phoned and was bitching because his parents don't want to put dinner off to next week they want to do it tonight and he wants me to run interference for him with Angie."

"Okkkk," Vic responded, "and what exactly do you want me to do about it?" Vic asked.

"She's going to flip if I talk to her about this," Brandi said, "she is so looking forward to going out with you to that banquet, not to mention that you're leaving on Sunday. She's not going to take it well at all that she has to go to dinner with Brad and his parents."

"Let me deal with it," Vic said, looking at Angie biting her lip wondering what was going on.

"Ok, sounds good to me," Brandi replied, "let it be your problem. Oh, umm about your buddy Jamie, you think he could handle a night of Brandi?"

Vic laughed, "I'm not sure that a boat load of sailors could handle a night of Brandi, but hey, he's probably up for the attempt."

Brandi laughed, "You're such a prick. Good luck with Angie. Later dude."

Vic handed the phone back to Angie. The look on her face told him that she knew something was wrong. 

"Just tell me," she said in resignation.

"Apparently Brad called Brandi to say that his parents couldn't do dinner next week and wanted to meet tonight." Vic told her.

The fire in her eyes told him all he needed to know, "So he didn't call me with this why?" Angie asked, "And why didn't Brandi talk to me about it instead of you?"

Vic took a deep breath, "Well Brad didn't want to tell you because he knows what you think about his parents, his mom in particular and thought Brandi might soften the blow. Brandi wanted me to deal with it because she knows how much you've been looking forward to tonight and she didn't want to be the one to give you the bad news."

"I see," Angie said, her voice calm, but one look into her eyes would show the real anger that was brewing. "So are you going to tell me that I have to go to dinner with Brad and his parents?" She asked, her voice staying calm.

"I'm not telling you to do anything Angie," Vic started to say.

"Don't you fucking 'Angie' me Vic," she said, the anger evident in her voice. "You don't get to do that. Up until now you were happy to tell me what to do, when I could cum and now you're going to go soft? I don't think so."

She looked at him, anger evident in the stiffness of her body and she saw that she had struck a cord. 

"Fine," Vic said, looking at her. "You want me to tell you what you're going to do? You're going to go to dinner with your husband and his parents and you're going to be the obedient little wife." 

"I don't own you Angie, contrary to what you think, he does! He fucking owns you! That ring on your finger, that's HIS ring."

"IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN YOURS!" Angie screamed, "I wanted it to be yours, but you were too scared, too concerned about your age, my family, your family! Fuck, what about US Vic? Huh? When does this become about us?"

She could tell by the look in his eyes that she had pushed too far. "You have to call your husband and I have a meeting to get to," Vic said, turning and leaving the room.

Angie stood there stunned as she heard the door to the hotel room click shut. "What have we done?" she asked herself, her body sinking to the floor, not even caring that the towel she was wrapped in fell at her feet.

Vic left the room and moved toward the elevator, the anger that he felt evident in his eyes. As the door opened, he met Jamie getting off.

"Hey buddy, glad you're ready. I was a little worried earlier based on what I heard on the phone."

"Let's just get this the fuck done," Vic snapped.

Jamie stopped short, "Wait a second, what did I miss?"

Vic grabbed his emotions, sighing, he said, "It's nothing J, let's just go sign this contract so we can make lots of money."

Jamie knew him well enough to know when not to push, but he also knew when his friend was hurting.

"Ok, but um, let me run to the bathroom before we go in there," Jamie replied.

"Fuck, why didn't you go before you left your room," Vic grouched.

"Jesus, you need to relax," Jamie said to his friend.

"Just go already."

As Jamie entered the washroom, he grabbed his cell and dialed Brandi's number, "Ok, I don't what happened but it isn't good," Jamie said as soon as Brandi answered her phone.

"Oh no," Brandi responded, "I was afraid of this. What's happened?"

"Wait," Jamie said, "you were expecting something? I just came down to get Vic for our meeting with this big company and I'm afraid to take him anywhere public in case he goes off."

"Shit!" Brandi exclaimed, "That probably means that Angie's a mess too."

Brandi took a few minutes to explain what had happened earlier to Jamie. "So now obviously there was some kind of blow up and we have two very hurt people on our hands," she ended.

"Ok, well, umm, I'll deal with Vic, you may want to get down here and take care of Angie. If she's in a state even close to his, it isn't good, and call her husband and tell him to grow a set, Angie will be there when she gets there." 

Brandi was impressed, "Oh look who's gonads dropped," she teased.

"Ok, I'll deal with Ange, you take care of the other one...oh and Jamie?" She finished.

"Yeah?"

"If we get this worked out and get the happy couple happy again, you are going to get so lucky, so drink plenty of fluids." Brandi said with promise in her voice.

Jamie stared at his phone as Brandi disconnected, "That girl scares me a little," he mumbled as he exited the washroom back to the hall.

Angie heard a tapping at the door from her spot on the floor, "C'mon Ange, it's me, open the damn door already, people are starting to stare," Brandi said.

Angie made herself move to open the door to the room and allow her friend in, not even remembering to pick up the towel that was still on the bedroom floor. 

Brandi took one look and quickly moved to the bedroom to get Angie's robe and put it on her, "Well don't you look a sight."

"He's gone Brandi," Angie whispered, "I finally drove him away. I knew not to push, I knew what would happen, but I just wanted to be with him so bad, to be HIS and I pushed too hard and now he's gone."

"Sweetie, he's not gone, he's just downstairs in a meeting with Jamie and that Dave guy. He'll be back."

"You weren't here Brandi; you didn't see his face when I screamed at him."

"Wait a second, back up and tell me everything that happened after the phone call," Brandi instructed.

Through sobs, Angie related the conversation after Vic had hung up the phone.

"I panicked; I thought he was going to send me home. That I wouldn't get to see him again," Angie finished, her eyes still staring off at nothing. 

"What am I going to do? I can't be without him Brandi, I just can't. I thought I was happy just being able to talk to him, but to wake in his arms, to be able to hold his hand when we were walking, to see him smile or laugh..I just can't go without those things."

"You leave him to Jamie," Brandi offered, "you need to not worry about any of this. Believe me, from what Jamie told me, he's as miserable as you are."

"I don't see how that's possible," Angie replied.

Angie looked over at Brandi, "I have to call Brad," she said, without really knowing what she would say.

"No you don't," Brandi told her, "Jamie told me to call him and tell him to get a pair and tell his parents that you would meet them next week for dinner, or go by himself.

"So I did and after he finished sputtering at the fact that I would talk to him like that, he called his mom and told her that you were out of town with me and weren't able to get back before Sunday and if they couldn't do it next week, they would just have to pick another time."

Angie looked at her best friend, "Jamie TOLD you?"

"I knew that's the part you'd center on," Brandi grumbled. "Yes, Jamie TOLD me what to do and I did it. It's not the end of the world. Did you not hear me when I said that you don't have to go home?"

Angie sighed, the tears starting over again, "I may as well, he's not going to want to see me again, I fucked up big time Brandi, you don't know him like me. He doesn't take well to being controlled, it's one of the reasons he's still single."

"That may be so, Angie, but at the same time, he loves you and if he loves you, he's going to be willing to work through it." "Let's get you cleaned up; I think we need to go find you a new dress for this reception tonight. Something that will make him forget that you two were ever fighting."




Meeting Bree



Fortunately, he found the game he was looking for and was soon caught up in the action. "Thank God for hockey," he muttered to himself.

He was startled awake by the buzzing of his cell phone, "Hello."

"Hey stud," Brandi answered, "you got our girl all wound up now."

"She's wound up? I may need Ritalin to settle me down," he responded.

"Heheh, you were fine Vic" Brandi replied, "you handled yourself very well, even though you tried to choke her to death with your tongue."

"I wanted to do a whole lot worse than that, I just restrained myself." 

"Anymore and they would have hosed the pair of you down, but hey I understand, you're old and you have to move fast." Brandi jibed.

"Uhuh." Vic replied unimpressed.

"So what's the plan for tomorrow?" Brandi enquired.

"I haven't decided, and to be honest this whole thing has me more than a little freaked."

"Why are you freaked?" Brandi asked.

"Think about it Brandi. I've known Angie for six years, we've talked off and on over that time, but never for a real prolonged period, she's freaking 25 years old, married to a doctor.."

"Blah blah blah," Brandi interrupted, "just get over yourself already. You two were practically screwing on the table and you're worried about all this other stuff? I was there Vic, I saw the way the two of you checked each other out when you thought no one was looking."

"She was gorgeous," Vic responded.

"Ok stay with me here champ, I don't want to have to ice you down," Brandi laughed.

"So I've had a couple of calls from the girls that were there tonight who were willing to act as your chaperone for the next couple of days."

"Girl Scouts looking to do their good deed?" Vic quipped.

"Something like that. Actually, I think they want to try some Canadian bacon," Brandi laughed.

"Ok, I've been called worse," Vic chuckled. "So who's the lucky contestant?"

"I'm not sure just yet, I have to ask Angie, she's going to want to know what's going on. Knowing her, she's probably thinking about it right now wondering who's going to be hitting on you." 

"I'm sure she'll be fine with whoever you choose, Brandi. You love to tease, but you'd never do anything to hurt her, she knows that. She may bitch and moan about it, but deep down she knows the truth."

"Ok, but I'm telling her this was your idea if she comes at me with any kind of weapon."

"Fair enough." He replied, "So I'll leave it to you to set it all up and get back to me with the details, but right now I've got to get some sleep if I'm going to survive tomorrow's meetings."

"K, nite Vic, sweet dreams." Brandi said, disconnecting the call. "This guy is going to get me killed," she muttered to herself as she tried to decide which of her friends would act as his guide over the next couple of days.

The next morning, Angie opened the door to her studio and set about getting set up for the mornings classes. She was thankful that she was alone for a bit so she could get her thoughts in order, "Like a few more minutes will help," she muttered to herself, "I couldn't get them straight all night, and I expect them to suddenly fall into place now?"

After she finished getting ready, she went back to her office to get some of her paperwork out of the way. She was vaguely aware of people entering the studio, but gave it little thought, her instructors were able to deal with most things, and if anything important came up, they knew where she was. 

Just then there was a soft knock at the door, "Come in," Angie called.

The door slowly opened and a little girl looked in, "Miss Angie, there's a parcel here for you."

Angela looked up at the little girl, peeking through her bangs at her, "Ok sweetie, I'll be right there."

Angela wondered if the shipment she had ordered had arrived, although she didn't think it would be this fast, as she left her office to move to the front door. 

The delivery man handed her a bouquet of white sweetheart roses when she identified herself and asked for her signature for delivery. 

All the girls watched as she took the bouquet in its vase to her office, some clapping, "Ms. Angie's got an admirer," the little girl who had knocked on her door, whispered to her little friend.

Angela smiled at the two little girls as she brought the roses to her nose and entered her office. She put the vase on her desk and took the card from the envelope, "Every princess deserves to be surrounded by beauty. Love you Bree." Was all the card said, but she knew, only he called her Bree, he always had.

She grabbed her phone, "Early or not, she's got to tell me what's going on." 

"Hello," Brandi mumbled into the phone. 

"Who's taking him out?" Angela asked without thought.

"Geez Ange, I'm on vacation, remember?" Brandi griped.

"Look, you two planned this little surprise, no one told me what was going on, so expect no sympathy from me. Now, who's taking him out?"

"Alison," Brandi yawned into the phone.

"Alison?" Angela repeated. "And you were going to tell me this when?"

"Ange, its only 8:00 a.m. give me a break, or at least a chance to wake up before I fill you in on all the details, sheesh."

"Forget it, I'll call Alison myself." Angela stated.

"Uhh, Ange," Brandi interrupted.

"Yeah?"

"I don't think that's such a good idea, do you?" Brandi asked. "After all, he's supposed to be my friend and suddenly you're calling Alison to put her through the inquisition?"

"Look, he came here to see you, do you honestly think that he would give his attention to anyone else? He's male, but he's not stupid."

Angela sighed in exasperation, "I know, but at the same time it should be me taking him out! It should be us touring around together, not him and Alison!"

"Sweetie, if it were you and him, something tells me he wouldn't see anything but the inside of his bedroom, not that he would mind, but you and I both know you both would never leave that room."

Angela laughed at the image, "You're probably right. Should I call him?"

"Nice try there Colombo," Brandi laughed, "I might have just been rudely awakened, but I'm not THAT slow. I'm not giving you his number."

"How am I supposed to talk to him then?" Angela fumed.

"Hmm, let's see...for the last six years, off and on, you've communicated how?"

"But I don't want to use Yahoo, he's here in Houston, besides, he's in conference this morning, he's not going to be online. Brandi, I'm losing a whole day that I could be spending with him and he's only here this week."

"Ange, you have a business to run, there's nothing you or he could do."

"Don't worry, I've already talked to Brad and I'm taking you out to dinner tonight. Of course the minute I said that, he was booking a tee time." Brandi laughed.

"Yeah? And are we eating alone?" Angie asked.

"Well, I was going to bring a friend along if you were ok with it. He's in town and doesn't know anyone, you don't mind do you?"

"Well, if he's all alone, I guess its ok." 

"You're gonna like him, he's kinda cute in an old sort of way, and he does make me laugh."

"I'm going to tell him you called him old," Angie laughed.

"Just don't get us arrested tonight, ok Ange?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Angie, I was there last night, remember? I saw how he looked at you, I saw the way you said 'good night'. It's a wonder you didn't just go at it on the table, poor bugger probably blew out the zipper on his pants."

"It wasn't that bad." Angie said.

"Ange, Alison noticed." Brandi replied.

"WHAT?! What do you mean, 'Alison noticed', we didn't do anything when they were there. He touched me when you were dancing, but that was it."

"Ange, I'm telling you, you two were smoking last night. There were little looks that you threw at each other, subtle little glances, and when he looked at you, it was like no one else existed. Sure he talked to everyone, but when you looked his way, no one else seemed to matter."

"Don't worry, I just told Alison that I had talked to Vic a lot about you and he was just checking you out. I didn't tell her that he was checking your tonsils with his tongue though."

"Shut up," Angela laughed, remembering the kiss from the night before. "What should I wear tonight?"

"Body armour." Was Brandi's quick retort. "I don't know Ange, you could wear a garbage bag and he wouldn't care. I'm sure you'll look great, just don't overdo it."

"Oh my god, I have a class in five minutes, I'll see you tonight, and I want the details on Alison's tour guiding."

Brandi rolled her eyes, "Yes ma'am," she laughed as she hung up the phone.

She had no sooner settled back down, and her phone buzzed again. "Does no one sleep in anymore?" She mumbled as she answered her phone.

"Hello," Brandi said, trying not to sound annoyed.

"Hey Brandi," Alison answered, "have you talked to Vic yet and let him know that we would be going out this afternoon?"

"Yeah, I talked to him last night, and he said he'd be ready and meet you in the lobby of the hotel. What did you have planned?" Brandi asked.

"Oh I don't know, thought we might check out the museum, he mentioned something last night about liking history, and they have some kind of historical exhibit there this month."

"Umm, Brandi, can I ask you something?" Alison asked.

"Sure, what's on your mind?"

"Well, I was just wondering, are you and he, umm, well, you know?"

Brandi laughed at the thought, "Uhh, no, definitely not!" she replied. "Love him to death, but there is nothing there other than friendship."

She could hear Alison's sigh on the other end of the phone, "Ok, good, I mean, it's none of my business what you do, but..."

"Alison, breathe, it's ok, I'm not upset." Brandi reassured her.

"So, umm, if you and he aren't an item, and I didn't see any rings or anything, is he involved?"

"Are you asking if you can ask him out?" Brandi asked, wondering how she got sucked into this mess.

"Well yeah, kinda."

"You can ask, although I'm pretty sure he's involved with someone." Brandi told her.

"Maybe it would be best to just act as his guide and see if there's anything there, but like I said, I think he's taken." 

"Ok," Alison responded.

Brandi disconnected the call and gave up on getting anymore rest, "Angie's gonna kill me for sure if that girl hits on him, and if he's stupid enough to do anything, it will be a double homicide."

Vic's day was quickly slipping into a black hole. He hadn't gotten a lot of sleep, his mind was fixated on kissing Angie, the taste of her was still fresh in his mind and he couldn't wait to have those lips in contact with his again. 

He was so out of it, his friend, and boss had to nudge him a few times. "What's wrong with you?" Jamie asked. "It's like you're in the Twilight Zone."

"Wait a second, would this have anything to do with that table full of women I saw you with last night?" Jamie asked.

Vic looked at his boss, "What are you talking about?"

"Don't pull that shit with me. I just happened to come down last night to the restaurant and lo and behold here's Vic sitting at a table of beautiful women. How did that happen, and where do I sign up?"

Vic sighed, "OK, well I've known a couple of those ladies for a few years now through the internet, and when one of them found out that I was coming here, she insisted we get together."

"And what aren't you telling me?" Jamie asked, forgetting all about the speaker at the podium.

"Don't give me that look, I know you all too well and I know there is more to this story than you knew a couple of these ladies for a few years. Which one are you chasing?"

"Sheesh, I'm not a hound," Vic said, laughing, "I've known two of them for about six years now, one of them is a very dear friend and I just wanted to spend time with them."

"Uhuh," was all Jamie said.

"What?" Vic said laughing, knowing full well that his story sounded lame, even to him.

Jamie just looked at him, not saying a word.

"Alright, alright. Angela, that's one of the ladies, and I were more than friends. We've talked about meeting, but never managed it until last night. She didn't know I was coming, and her friend and I set it up as a surprise."

"So what are you doing here? Why aren't you with her right now?" Jamie asked.

"Because she works and I'm pretty sure her husband would not approve of me visiting the house."

"I see, so last night was the only time you'll see her then?" Jamie asked, a smirk on his face.

"Shut up smartass, you're missing the presentation."

"We're done at 12:00, are you going out with her then," Jamie continued a few minutes later.

"No, Brandi, that's the other girl, set me up with another of their friends to go to the museum or something."

"Is she cute? The friend I mean."

"Ahh, yeah, she is, why do you ask?"

"And Angela is ok with this?" His boss looked at him.

"It's just a museum, she's not the jealous type. Besides, she's not Angela." Vic responded.

Jamie just looked at him and shook his head, "You're braver than I am, my follically challenged friend."

"Shut up and listen." Was Vic's only response.

As they exited the auditorium, Jamie looked over at his friend, "You gonna be alright?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine. It's just weird seeing her face to face, you know? For six years we chatted, off and on and then suddenly she's there in the flesh and man I forget who I am."

Jamie laughed at his friend, "Buddy, I saw those ladies last night at your table, and honestly most guys would give their right nut to be with any of them. Tell you what, I'll help you take your mind off of it tonight, let's go out on the town, see what we can see."

Vic just looked at Jamie, "Umm, I can't."

"You're meeting her again?" he asked.

"Well, her and Brandi. We're going out to dinner." Vic responded.

"I see," Jamie answered, "you my friend are screwed."

This made Vic laugh, "You think? Hey, why don't you come too? That way you can meet them and it won't look so weird."

"Ahh, you're looking for a wingman."

"Sure, if that's what they call it. What do you say?"

"I'd love to meet this lady that has you all flustered. It doesn't hurt that I'll get to see two beautiful women all evening. That's better than what I had planned anyway."

"Great, be ready to go at 6:00. Oh, and no embarrassing stories."

"You have trust issues my friend." Jamie laughed.

Angela stepped from the shower, towel moving to take the excess water from her hair as she prepared for her evening out. She quickly ran the towel over her body, and moved to begin the process of drying her hair.

She stopped to look into the mirror to check out her reflection. As she stood there she noticed that her nipples were already taunt and her pussy lips were slightly swollen, that had been the case most of the day or at least since Brandi had told her that they were all going out to dinner tonight.

She pulled herself out of her daydream and began the process of getting ready, moving into the bedroom and pulling her underwear out of the drawer. She slid the black satin thong up her freshly shaven legs and over her swollen sex.

She slid into the matching bra and smiled as she pulled the short black dress into place, 'this will get your attention Vic,' she muttered to herself. She finished off her attire with black stilettos.

The doorbell chimed to bring her to the front door. As she admitted Brandi, she said, "I'm almost ready, just have to put the final touches on my makeup."

"Damn girl, you trying to kill the man?" Brandi asked, checking out her friend. "He's gonna be all over you tonight. Did I mention that his friend is coming too?"

"No, what friend?" Angela asked suspiciously.

"Relax, it's his buddy from Canada. Vic called to ask if it would be alright and I figured it wouldn't be an issue, so I told him to come along."

"How did his little 'date' with Alison go this afternoon?" Angie asked, trying to keep the edge out of her voice.

Brandi laughed, "It was fine, Alison had a good time, he was charming and funny and definitely distracted."

"I just told her he had a lot on his mind with the conference. She did offer to take him out again tomorrow."

"That's ok, I'm taking him out tomorrow, and she can find a hobby somewhere else." Angie said.

"Ange, we've been through this, you cannot explain that time away from the studio. Let Alison do it, there's a concert downtown tomorrow, she'll take him, and then you and he can have the evening together."

Angela looked at her friend knowing she was right, she sighed, "Ok, I get it, I don't have to like it though."

Brandi looked at her friend, "It's all going to be fine Ange, trust me. Can we go now?"

"I'm ready," Angela replied, grabbing her purse off the counter and moving out the door.

"You're sure this ok?" Jamie asked for the third time in the last 20 minutes.

"It's fine, I talked to Brandi this afternoon and she was fine with it. You'll enjoy yourself, these girls are a lot of fun."

Just then the ladies entered the lobby. Both Jamie and Vic stopped speaking as they saw them, totally transfixed by the vision before them.

Vic looked Angie in the eye, "You look beautiful Bree."

Angie felt her face flush just a little, "Thank you."

Brandi looked at Jamie, "We'd better get these two out of here before Vic's room becomes the destination."

"I think you're right," Jamie replied, "c'mon you two, we'll do introductions in the car."

As they headed for the car, Jamie hauled Vic back a bit, "Ok, just so I'm clear, that hot young lady up there is interested in you?"

"Why do you say it like that?" Vic asked, looking at his friend.

"Well no offense, but she's H-O-T! and you're....well, you're older." Jamie laughed.

Vic cuffed his friend on the shoulder, "You know, I can only say I'm thankful that you're on my side, sheesh."

Angela turned around, "What are you two scrapping about."

"Not a thing darling, just putting the young pup in his place." Vic responded.

"Uhuh," she replied, "well don't mark him up too bad, they'll wonder what happened at the club. Oh, and Vic, you're with me in the back, Jamie, is it? You can sit up with Brandi."

Jamie glanced sideways at Vic, "Un-freakin-believeable."

Vic just laughed at his reaction.

As they took their seats and fastened their seatbelts, Vic asked, "So ladies, where are we off too? Angie mentioned a club?"

"Yeah," Brandi responded from the front, looking in her rear view mirror, "there's this new country music club that just opened."

Vic's jaw dropped as Brandi made this statement.

Angie started laughing as she watched Vic's reaction, "Don't worry baby, you know I'd never do that to you. Believe me, I know how you feel about country music."

Brandi was still trying to pull herself together so she could actually leave, "Man I wish I had a picture of that look, it was priceless."

"Uhuh, you're hilarious, paybacks a bitch darling," Vic responded. "So where are we going?"

Angie reached over to put her arm in his, "There is a new club opened up, they play a mix, tonight I think it's like a jazz theme. Is that ok?" she asked as she looked over at him.

"Jazz sounds fun," Jamie said, taking in the two ladies and watching his friend's interaction with them.

Finally he had to ask, "Ok, I need to know," as he turned to look at Angela, "and you can tell me to back off if you want, but WHAT is the connection here?"

Angie looked over at Vic, stroking her fingers up and down his arm, "It's really not hard to understand. We met online like six years ago, Brandi and I were in school and I went online into a room and he was there."

"He was funny, he didn't take anything too seriously and he said what he thought. It didn't hurt that he didn't try and get me to send him naked pictures in the first two sentences, but he was just a sweet guy who treated me really well and became a very close friend."




Meeting Bree



"Our first private conversation, he didn't hit on me, he just treated me nice, I was immediately drawn to him and from there he has always been my friend through some very tough times, but again he never judged or berated me."

Vic watched as Angela was telling Jamie all of this and before he knew it, his lips were moving toward hers, "I'm not that nice princess," he said as his lips gently kissed her.

"Ok you two, we don't need to see that stuff," Jamie said from the front, looking to Brandi for support.

"He's right," Brandi said, "and he definitely doesn't need to see a repeat of the other night, which would definitely happen here if you two keep that up."

Vic moved away slowly, "Ok, I'll behave, I don't want to be seen as an old hound. But come on guys, look at her, she's gorgeous, and look at that neck, yum," Vic moved his lips lower to gently kiss her exposed neck causing Angela to giggle. "You wore your hair up on purpose."

"You noticed," Angela said, a little smile playing on her lips, "I know how you like that," she said, once again moving to kiss his lips.

"Ok, Brandi pull over, we're gonna have to change the seating arrangements."

"Noooo," Vic and Angela said together, "we'll stop," Vic said, moving back to his side of the car.

As they finished the drive, Jamie took the opportunity to get to know the girls a bit better, as well as further insight into their connection with Vic. "This all seems surreal, you two have been chatting for like six years? And you're just now meeting? That's just weird."

"His fault," Angie stated, pointing at Vic, "it's not like I didn't suggest it or even offer to go to Canada, but he was all concerned about the age thing."

Vic rolled his eyes, "You would think that after all this time, she would have moved on from that. Sweetie that was like five years ago, and then you needed a break and disappeared, then I had things happen and disappeared for a bit. And then you met and married the man of your dreams."

"No, my dream man didn't let me come to Canada," Angela stated, looking deeply into Vic's eyes.

"Oh look, they have our table," Vic said and moved away from the conversation.

"Now you see what I'm up against." Angela said to Jamie, watching Vic leave.

"Hmm, maybe we can fix that while we're here," Jamie said as he moved into the restaurant with the girls.

Vic and Jamie held the girls seats out and then took their own as the waiter arrived to take their drink order. 

As the waiter left to get their drinks, Vic excused himself to the men's room, leaving Jamie with the two girls. 

"Ok, you have to tell me, what's the joke?" 

"I don't understand," Brandi said, "what do you mean, 'the joke'?"

"Vic is famous for this, I can't tell you how many times he has sucked me into believing something totally off the wall and then busting me for it. I just want to be on the winning side this time."

"I mean, you two put on quite the show on the way here, very believable, but I just want to get him for once, so I would appreciate if you would allow me the opportunity to bust him."

Brandi and Angela looked at one another and started laughing, "Sorry Jamie," Angie said, "it's not a joke this time. Everything you've heard is true."

"Ok, say that it is," Jamie replied, "then what is it about him that you like? After all he is quite a bit older than you."

"Yes, he is, but at the same time, he and I can communicate on a level that doesn't have anything to do with age. And it's not that I 'like' him, Jamie, I've been in love with him for a very long time."

"But what about your husband, don't you love him?"

"Yes, I do. I love Brad, but, well, Vic owns me." Angela said looking first at Jamie and then at Brandi.

Jamie was speechless as he looked from one girl to the other. 

"Don't look at me," Brandi said, "I've already been down this road with her and it hasn't changed."

"I was there when they first met, and from that day to this, it's been the same thing."

"Ok, but what does that mean, 'he owns you'?" Jamie questioned.

"It means that there is nothing that he would ever ask or demand of me that I wouldn't do." Angie replied with a shrug.

"That just seems so out there," Jamie said, trying hard to comprehend what was being said.

"It's true, Jamie," Brandi said, "I've seen it with my own eyes. He's had her do some things that I never thought she would be open to, but if he says 'do' then Angie does."

Angie excused herself from the table leaving Brandi and Jamie all alone.

"You're totally serious?" Jamie asked again.

"Well, she is at least," Brandi said with a smile, "she loves the big dummy. If he told her to get under the table and service him with her mouth, she wouldn't even hesitate."

"Wow, where do I order those?" Jamie responded.

Brandi laughed, "You don't. You have to create them. Don't get me wrong, I've never seen him ever put her in a situation of danger or compromise. Just situations where there is an element of danger, and she loves it."

"She totally trusts him, and knows that he would never endanger her, I guess that's why it works."

"Does she really love him?" Jamie asked, "I'm not trying to judge, but I've seen Vic go through a lot and I don't want him hurt."

"Don't worry, she loves him, just watch her and him tonight. Believe me, I was with them last night and thought I was going to have to use a hose to separate them." Brandi laughed.

Vic returned to the table, "So, Jamie, you done talking about me now?"

"Pretty much, glad you know me so well." Jamie responded.

Angie returned, and looked around the table, as Vic stood to get her seat, "What did I miss?" She asked.

"Nothing much, just my buddy being over protective." Vic responded.

As he sat her, he bent over to whisper in her ear, "I missed you pet," running the tip of his tongue along the back of her neck.

Angie shuddered, and turned to him with a smile on her face, "Keep that up and there could be a public incident."

Brandi looked to see if Jamie was watching, "told you."

"So V, what you having to eat?" Jamie asked?

"V?" Angela asked.

"That's what the guys call him back home. Don't look at me that way, you all have your little code names. What is it he calls you? I know it's not Angie or Ange or even Angela."

Angie looked over at Brandi and smiled, "Bree, he calls me Bree. It's my middle name, Breane, but he shortened it to Bree."

"To answer your question James, I'm having the steak, medium well with rice pilaf and I haven't decided on dessert yet. You?"

"Hmm, well the steak looks good, so I guess I'm gonna have the same."

"Pet?"

"I'll go with the filet mignon, medium rare and a salad."

Brandi put her menu down and said, "Let's make that two."

After the waiter left with their order, Vic noticed that there was a balcony off the restaurant overlooking the city. Looking at Angie, he said, "Care to join me on the balcony?"

"I'd love to," Angela replied, rising from her chair and taking his hand. "We'll be right back," she told the two remaining at the table.

"Uhuh, remember you're in a public place you two," Brandi reminded them.

They exited onto the balcony and stood looking over the lights of the city together, "It's a beautiful night," Vic said.

"It is," Angie replied.

There was an uncomfortable silence as the two of them realized that for the first time they were truly alone with the other.

Vic moved in behind Angie, wrapping his arms around her waist and gently leaning her back against his chest. "You have no idea how long I have thought about doing this very thing," he spoke softly into her ear.

"Baby, it's not any longer than I've thought about it, I can assure you. Do you have any idea how many times I've dreamt of just leaning back into you just like this? Or how many times I've gone to sleep wishing it was you that was holding me?"

"And now that it's happening, I have to keep pinching myself and wondering if it's real or if I'm going to wake up and find that it's just another cruel dream."

"Or nightmare," Vic joked.

"Cut that out!" Angie said turning to slap Vic on the shoulder, "I have never felt that way about you, NEVER! And I don't want to hear you talking like that, I love you Vic, I truly do."

"I'm sorry, I know better, it's just...well it's strange Bree. You're gorgeous, young, and vibrant and god you smell delicious and I'm...well I'm just me. It's still hard for me to grasp."

"Well get over yourself and figure it out." Bree responded, "I'm not going anywhere."

Gently, he reached out to take her chin in his fingers and pull her face to his, sucking her bottom lip into his mouth in a gentle kiss. A low moan escaped both of them as they moved together, their arms encircling one another gently.

Vic moved back to look into her hooded eyes, "If we keep this up, I may not be able to go back in to eat without getting arrested."

Angela looked him in the eye, "If you'd like I could take care of that for you Sir."

A shiver went down his spine, "Mmm pet, you say the most delicious things. Are you wet?"

"I've been wet for two days," she responded, "I feel like I'm ready to explode."

Vic looked at her, taking in her beauty as he ran his fingertips up the outside of her bare arm, "I may want to taste some of that as an appetizer."

It was Angela's turn to shiver at the thought of him tasting her nectar in such a public place. "I'm yours to do with as you wish," she whispered huskily into his neck as she moved her lips up for another deep kiss.

"Ahem."

They both looked at the door where their waiter discreetly waited for their attention, "You're pardon sir, but dinner will be served in a few minutes."

"Thank you, we'll be right there." Vic said to him, turning to take Angie's hand, "Come Bree, let's not keep our friends waiting."

Angie moved in front of Vic, leading the way into the restaurant. Looking back over her shoulder she said, "I don't want everyone looking at what belongs to me," as she ran her hand lightly over the obvious bulge in his pants.

A low growl emanated from his throat at her touch, "The things I want to do to you.."

"...are all things the things that I want you to do," she finished.

They moved inside and arrived at their table as the waiter arrived with their meals. 

As they took their seat, Angela adjusted her chair to be closer to Vic. 

Jamie looked over at Brandi, "I'm beginning to see what you mean."

"Do I dare ask what you two are talking about?" Vic questioned.

"It's nothing V, just an observation, you're so paranoid," his friend quipped.

They settled in and began to eat, chatting amongst themselves and finding that it was very comfortable. Brandi told them about her kids, Angie talked about the children in her dance class and Jamie talked about his two children.

Angela noticed that Vic was very quiet through all of this and asked if everything was alright.

"Everything is fine pet," he replied, "you have to remember that my youngest is 17, so I don't have any cute stories to add. I'm just enjoying listening."

Angie leaned over and rested her head on his shoulder, "I love you," she whispered.

He turned his face to hers, "And I you pet," as he lowered his lips to hers, gently kissing her.

As they sat there, listening to the softly played jazz in the background, just enjoying the peaceful setting, Angela moved her chair a little closer to Vic.

"At this rate you'll be on his knee before he has his espresso and brandy," Jamie joked.

"Don't give her any ideas," Brandi replied, laughing at her friend.

Vic moved his hand below the table and gently caressed the inside of Angela's knee, moving his fingers in little circles up the inside of her thigh.

Her head laying on his shoulder, she gently purred as he continued to tease her flesh. 

The waiter arrived with the espressos and brandy, along with each person's desired dessert. 

Vic put a little dessert on his fork and moved it to Angela's lips. She licked at her lips, watching him for a reaction, her eyes smiling as she teased him. "What's wrong baby? I just want to make sure I get it all."

"She keeps that up, and I'll need a cold shower," Jamie quipped.

"You and me both cowboy," Brandi said.

Vic slipped his hand beneath the hem of her short dress, "You're skin is so smooth pet."

"I had to be ready for you baby," she purred as she opened her legs to allow him access.

Vic leaned over to Angie and whispered in her ear, "Move your dress back until your bare ass is sitting on the seat, let your dress gather up."

Angela blushed as she moved to obey the command, her pussy dampening with the thought of how exposed she would be if anyone cared to look.

Jamie saw her squirming and looked at Brandi, "Do we want to know?" he asked.

"Probably not, but at the same time I wonder what has her blushing."

"He can make her cum without touching her, " Brandi whispered to Jamie.

"Get out!" Jamie replied.

"No, it's true, I've seen it happen," Brandi said.

"Ok, so let me understand this," Jamie started, looking at Angela, "this guy over here," pointing at Vic, "can make you cum without touching you?"

"Mmhmm" Angie replied, looking over at Vic, smiling as she blushed.

Jamie looked at Vic, raising his eyebrows, "What the fuck dude? You never told me about these super powers. When did you become the big Dom?"

Vic laughed at Jamie, "I'm no 'big Dom'," he replied. "But at the same time, we have an understanding, she belongs to me, and I am her Master."

"Dude, she's married!" Jamie replied.

"Yes, she is," Vic said looking at Bree, "but she still belongs to me."

Jamie just shook his head laughing, "This is so fucked up."

"I won't argue that," Vic replied, "I should have told her years ago to come to me, but I didn't and someone else took advantage of that. I have no one to blame but myself."

Angela just smiled, "But you're here now baby."

Jamie looked at Angela, "And you're seriously alright with this?"

"What's not to be alright with?" She replied, "You have no idea how hot it is to know that you have no control and that you are completely submitted to someone. "

"So if he told you to hand you your underwear right now.." Jamie started.

"He wouldn't even finish the sentence and they'd be in his hand." Angie finished.

"Ok, what did he just whisper to you?" Jamie asked, totally intrigued.

Angela looked to Vic before saying anything. Vic nodded to her to continue.

"He told me to move my dress up until it was just my ass on the seat.

"Holy shit!" Jamie exclaimed, "And you did it?"

"Of course, he told me to, I do whatever he says." Angela replied.

"And you find that exciting?" 

Angela blushed again, "I find it very exciting."

Brandi smirked, "I don't think you're the only one that finds it exciting Ange," she said, looking down at Jamie's lap. It was his turn to blush.

Vic placed his hand on the inside of Angela's thigh and started moving it higher.

A small sigh escaped her lips, as she spread her legs apart to allow him better access.

An older lady at another table noticed the location of his hand in her lap. Angie saw her looking her eyes getting big, as she looked up into Angie's eyes.

Angela smiled at her. The older lady looked shocked for a moment before adapting a smile of her own and winking at Angie.

Vic's finger came in contact with her thong, causing a small gasp from Angie. 

Jamie looked at Vic, "I never knew you had it in you," he said with a smile while taking a sip of his brandy.

"We're all full of surprises my friend." Vic replied. "Excuse us for a few moments," Vic said, rising and taking Angie's hand, "come with me pet."

Angie rose to follow him, a small smile on her lips as she looked at the older lady watching her again. To her surprise, the older lady gave her the 'thumbs up' sign as they moved toward the balcony door.

"Why are we out here baby," Angie asked, looking into Vic's eyes.

"I didn't want to be doing this and answering questions at the same time, there's time enough for questions after you and Brandi drop us off at the hotel."

"Who said I was going home tonight?" Angie asked.

Vic looked at her, "I did. I'll not have you do something that would raise suspicion or put yourself in a position that would compromise you."

"But you'll let me lift my dress and sit bare assed on a chair in a crowded restaurant?" Angie retorted.

"We have to have some fun lover," Vic said, drawing Angie's face to his in a deep kiss, his tongue spearing into Angie's mouth.

As Angie surrendered to the kiss, her mouth opening to give her Master full access to her tongue, she felt his hand once again sliding under her dress. She moaned into his mouth at the touch of his hand.

"Oh god," she whispered as she felt his hand for the very first time push aside her thong and move through her moist pussy lips, "I love your touch," she whispered as she pushed her hips forward wanting him to invade her even more.

He removed his cum smeared fingers and wiped them across his lips, moving forward to kiss her again. Angie moaned as she ran her tongue over his mouth, licking him clean of her juices. The taste of herself mixed with the slight tinge of brandy on his lips was like sensory overload for her, she began to feel the building of climax happening between her legs. "I'm so close," she said to him softly, "please, may I cum?" she begged.

Vic moved his lips to her earlobe, capturing it between his teeth and nibbling on it gently. "You may cum pet in 10.."

"Oh god," she husked.

So many times she had cum like this through their chats and even on the phone, but now his lips were next to her ear, his hand was again between her legs stroking her pussy from the wrong side of her thong.

"9," he continued, his fingers pulling her thong tight enough to split her pussy lips. "8," he whispered.

She could feel it building and willed him to go faster, the sense of her impending climax was all she could give thought to. But she knew to beg him to let her cum sooner would only delay the process.

She felt like she were losing all control of her body functions as his breathing invaded her ear, "7," he said, as his finger again moved inside her panties to run across her lips.

"6....5....4," he continued, his fingers picking up the pace over her clit, pushing her ever closer to the edge. She felt as though she were on the precipice by her fingernails, but knew that she had to hang on, she couldn't cum without his approval.

"3....2....1," 'so close,' she thought, 'so very close, please, oh please, let it end' her body was straining against her orgasm, wanting just to release, but awaiting that final command.

Vic moved his fingers down through her pussy once again, teasing her opening, moving ever lower, until he was teasing his fingertip across the rosebud of her asshole."

"NOW!" he commanded, as he shoved his finger up her ass at the same time.

It was like all sound ceased for her at that moment in time, as her climax rushed through her, forcing him to hold her up from collapsing, as wave after wave crested and then subsided through her body, "Oh Master," she moaned into his lips as she kissed him deeply, "I so needed you to do that," she said as she moved her hand down to grasp his erection through his pants, "Please, may I have your cum?" she asked, looking pleadingly into his eyes.

"All in good time my pet, all in good time. For now we must return to our friends, they must be wondering where we've gone."

"Brandi won't be surprised at all," Angie said, giggling, "she knows us, remember?"

Vic smiled, "True, but poor Jamie would have a seizure if he knew."

Vic took her hand and led her once again toward the door leading into the restaurant.

Looking out through the tinted glass, barely able to make out the couple and their movements, Jamie turned to Brandi as she studied the same picture, her lips slightly parted. "What do you suppose their doing?" he asked.