Dare Me, Part Two Dare Duet Sawyer and Billie: Unchained Attraction Series

by Shandwick, K. L.

  “Okay,” she said through a sigh, like I’d worn her down. “Why are we doing this?”

  “Just keeping romance alive, darlin’. It’ll be almost a month until I get home.” We both frowned at the thought.

  “So you can control this thing from where you are?”she asked glancing nervously at the vibrator again.

  “Yes, with Wi-Fi.”

  “You’re kidding me, aren’t you?”

  “When have you ever known me to joke about getting off?”

  Billie chuckled. “This isn’t fair, you know.”

  “Well, it is because if you look on your phone there’s an app called Max, that’s for this bad boy … or girl,” I joked, holding up the male sex toy called the Max. I switched it on and stuck my fingers inside the silicone pussy. “Oh, man, it’s tight in here.” I chuckled when I looked up at her and saw the dumbfounded look on her face. “So Max and Lush2 will be getting it on, and we’ll reap the benefits.” She blinked at me, speechless.

  Lifting the packaging for my toy, I turned mine over and read what it said on the back of my box. “Oh wait, it says it can accommodate 95% of men. My dick may not fit,” I teased.

  “Ha! Too funny,” she shot back, her attention riveted toward the vibrator I’d given her again.

  “Okay, go get ready for work and I’ll call you at 1:00 p.m.”

  “Wait, is this noisy?” she asked, shaking the package at the screen again.

  “I doubt anyone will hear it. You work with the radio on when no one is in the office, don’t you?”

  “Yeah …” she trailed off.

  “Oh, there’s another thought, it can be connected to music as well.”

  “I’m not playing music out of my hoo-ha,” I rolled around on the bed laughing.

  “What are you wearing?” she asked.

  I knelt in front of the camera naked. “My birthday suit,” I said, swinging my semi-hard-on toward her.

  “Damn, you look fine,” she said, like she had forgotten herself completely and said exactly what she thought.

  “You too, beautiful. Okay, make sure you’re wearing my little gift when I call.” Billie glanced at the screen like she couldn’t believe what I was asking of her, rolled her eyes to her hairline, and shook her head.

  “You’ll be the death of me, Sawyer Wild.”

  “Maybe, but I’ll be a wild ride,” I replied. “Pun intended.” We spoke for another few minutes until she had to get ready for work, and with my wicked plan in place, I lay down with a smug smile on my face and finally fell asleep.

  * * *

  The alarm buzzer broke into my sleep at 9:45 a.m. For a few minutes I lay there thinking my idea was a terrible one because I felt exhausted, and with the three-hour time difference I’d had very little sleep. Rolling out of bed, I relieved myself and quickly jumped in the shower to wake myself up.

  Lying naked and still wet on my bed, I opened up my laptop, checked the time, and hit the Skype button. It rang three times before Billie answered and when she did, she sat wearing earphones and stared into the screen like a startled deer. My grin was a mile wide because everything she hadn’t said, screamed she’d inserted the egg-shaped vibrator and it was in place.

  “Good morning?” I asked, flicking the app open on my phone and immediately hitting medium, the second pre-programmed setting. Seeing her mouth fall open as she suddenly wriggled and her eyes flared in shock, I knew it was working.

  “Wish this was me,” I whispered seductively and watched her worried eyes glance around her. “Talk to me,” I ordered, chuckling because she shook her head and her eyes veered left. I guessed her secretary was in the room. “How does it feel?” I asked, not at all put off and continued trying to draw some conversation out of her.

  “I’m good,” she replied, as she tried to sound casual when I glanced down at the app and skipped the high setting, preferring the pulse to get her riled.

  “So good, right?” I replied, as I fed into her comment and watched her eyes take on the half- closed look of lust because she was being turned on. My cock thickened because I was excited to get her off in her place of work and no one would have been any the wiser. Unless she screamed. The thought made me chuckle again, and I pressed the pulse setting a little higher. Immediately she had that faraway look in her eyes that told me she was getting lost in the pleasurable feelings I was in charge of.

  “Not nearly as good as my tongue, but you can imagine that’s me right there, rubbing your clit, just how you like,” I whispered seductively. “You see me?” I asked, holding my laptop above my body as I lay flat on my back. My cock was at full mast.

  “I do and I miss you so much.” For a few seconds her eyes closed, lost in the sensations of the vibrator, and she looked like she’d slid down in her chair a tad.

  “Darlin’, you look so fucking hot right now, better than any fantasy I could ever imagine. How wet is your pussy?” Speechless, Billie leaned forward biting her lip, her elbows resting on the desk, her face close to the screen.

  “Baby, I wish I could bury my face between those thighs and feel that vibrating inside you. I can only imagine your arousal dripping from your sweet little cunt right now.”

  “Billie, did Chase Bank come back to you about the Sweetman’s loan? Their new business department promised it by 11:00 a.m. this morning, and I’ve heard nothing.” Immediately Billie shot upright and sat looking startled for the second time when Tricia’s voice interrupted her. “God, are you all right, Billie? You look … off. Oh, sorry, were you listening to something?”

  Not able to hold back, I cracked up laughing and Billie could hear me when I did, so I turned her vibrator to the mildest setting while she dealt with Tricia. It was highly amusing watching her try to maintain an air of professionalism while I was in control of her.

  “Are you sure you’re okay?” Tricia asked, a note of concern in her voice, and I tried to get a better handle on my laughter. Billie stared up at her and tried to maintain an innocent look, but her flushed face and the pure heat in her eyes only made me chuckle again.

  “Honestly, I’m fine. I’m just a little warm,” she told her. Her voice was a little shaky and it made me laugh again.

  “Hot under the collar and horny as fuck would be more like it,” I interjected, still laughing. Billie turned her head slowly, looked at the screen and snuck me a surreptitious glare before she quickly closed the window so I couldn’t see her anymore. This made me breathless with laughter.

  Eventually I heard Tricia walk away and Billie opened the screen again. Leaning forward she sounded both frustrated and annoyed. “That wasn’t in the least bit fun—” she hissed, as I clicked into the app and turned the speed back to the pulse mode, interrupting her from scolding me.

  “You wouldn’t be trying to tell me off by any chance, would you?” I teased, as her face registered her shock and she immediately lurched forward again. Without giving her the opportunity to come back at me, I quickly switched the speed from pulse to wave, which switched things up before she got used to the tempo.

  This made her speechless. She stared at me and her secretary walked past her and out of the door. I saw her face relax. She slouched down in her chair again, her eyes closing for a few seconds.

  “That’s it, darlin’, forget where you are and go with the awesome sensation. Imagine I’m right there with you,” I said, encouraging her to relax for a minute and made a fist around my cock. I began to stroke myself as I watched her.

  “Oh, gosh,” she murmured so politely, a smile tugged at the corners of my mouth when she moaned and her eyes suddenly opened; a sign I knew she was close.

  When a second louder moan fell from her mouth, I knew it would have been cruel if I’d kept her hanging much longer. “Oh,” she muttered breathily again, as her head fell forward and her heated eyes flared with her heightening arousal. When I saw this, a spark of electricity sent fire coursing through my veins. I knew she was close and tugged my cock harder as I began to tend to my own ne
eds.

  Knowing I was controlling getting her off from the other side of the USA gave me a rush, and I suddenly felt the need to ensure she came before she was interrupted again.

  Glancing down at the app again. I switched it from wave mode to fireworks and once again Billie’s desire grew more urgent and her hand grabbed her ample tit roughly through her delicate silk blouse. This raw reaction made my cock pulse and I tugged harder. It was frustrating to see her in such an aroused state and not be there to fuck her.

  “Are you seeing fireworks yet behind those pretty blue eyes?” I asked, smirking wickedly and hinting at the firework section.

  “Please,” she mouthed on the screen, her brow creased in frustration and her eyes cloudy with lust.

  “Okay, baby, here we go,” I murmured gently. Turning the app to the earthquake setting, she suddenly clamped her hand over her mouth as her jaw fell slack and her head dropped forward before her eyes tried again to focus on the screen.

  “No more,” she suddenly shouted aloud in a shaky tone, and I hit the stop function on the app as Tricia opened her office door and I saw her at the edge of the screen.

  “What? What’s wrong? Jeez, Billie, are you coming down with something? You’re really red in the face.” My beautiful sated wife immediately cut the call and left me high and dry. Frustrated and missing her, I snapped the lid of my laptop closed and sighed.

  My chest felt tight at losing sight of her, but she’d left me with an awesome memory of our forbidden little tryst, courtesy of the little device I was able to control and pleasure her with from the other side of the states.

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Trying to find time to touch base with Billie when it was convenient for us both wasn’t easy. The three-hour time difference was one of the major factors due to her work, her commitments toward Colby, and me gigging, traveling in remote areas and having no phone signal.

  Apart from these obvious barriers there was also my band rehearsals, sound checks, setups and tear downs, meet and greets, and constant moving from place to place. All of these factors, as well as not working regular hours, had made it sometimes impossible to keep in daily contact. Despite this, I was determined to ensure Billie knew she was constantly on my mind.

  Day eight into the tour Billie’s mood was low. I knew how she felt because I’d missed her like crazy.

  I decided to put a care package together via Amazon. This involved contacting Tricia at Billie’s work, without my wife knowing, and asking for her help. Later that evening my plan came together when my list of items was delivered to Tricia’s address.

  The care package I’d sent consisted of: Laura Mercier’s luxury honey-based bath and skin products, a dozen delicately scented candles, a sexy black silk and lace camisole top and shorts, a strand of black satin ribbon, a huge six-foot super-soft teddy bear, some luxury chocolates, popcorn, and a bottle of her favorite prosecco.

  “Fuck me,” Tricia exclaimed down the phone when she took in the delivery. “A care package you said, there are boxes and boxes of stuff here and a giant teddy bear? What is all this for?”

  “Movie night,” I said with a chuckle. “Don’t worry she’ll know what most of it’s for.”

  “Are you going to enlighten me?”

  “Nope, just be a good friend and make sure everything is delivered to our address by tomorrow night. Security knows you’re coming and I’ve given them permission for you to go into the apartment and lay everything out.”

  “What if she catches me?”

  “She won’t if you do it when I say. Colby has baseball tomorrow and she has to transport him there and back, so this will keep her out of the way until around 7:15 p.m.”

  “Sawyer?” she said, hurriedly as I was about to cut the call.

  “Yeah?”

  “Why can’t I find a hot younger guy with an imagination?” she asked.

  “When the right man comes along, Tricia, he’ll spoil you rotten,” I said, offering hope. She was a great girl and I couldn’t understand why at her age she had never been married.

  Following the delivery, I sent an email to Tricia, explaining she should start to fill the bathtub at 7:05p.m., light the dozen candles and lay the lingerie out on the bed. Place the prosecco on ice and set it on Billie’s nightstand. After this she had to lay the chocolates and popcorn out on mine. When she was done, place the large teddy bear on my side of the bed: as she looked at it from the bottom, the right side of the bed.

  Shortly after she’d finished work that evening Billie and I stole fifteen minutes before I went out on stage, but most of this conversation revolved around Colby and Logan, and I hung up feeling frustrated I couldn’t be with her again. After we spoke, I made a point of calling Colby myself to see how he was doing.

  In all my years touring I had never been homesick before, but hearing their voices and how much they missed me had made me want to go home. Reminding myself I had a day off and had made plans to surprise Billie with my care package, I felt excited again.

  The following evening I could hardly wait to spend the evening with my new wife, even if there was a thousand miles between us. I was bursting to see how Billie reacted to my devious plan.

  * * *

  “Sawyer?” she asked, her eyes bright in the very dim candlelight in the bathroom.

  “Hey, darlin’,” I said, not giving anything else away.

  “How …” she shrugged. “This is amazing,” she gushed, her eyes twinkling as the flickering flames danced when they were reflected in her eyes. I tapped my nose like it was a secret.

  “Strip, I want you to take a bath with me. Tonight we’re going to do everything together.” A grin stretched her lips.

  “How is this water still warm?” she asked, trailing her hand in the warm bubbling jets. Turning to face me she placed her laptop on the bathroom countertop and stripped like I asked. When she was done, she turned and frowned at the camera. I’d been enthralled as I watched how sensually she’d peeled her clothing off. Every piece of her attire had been torturously slowly removed.

  “Now you,” she said, suddenly finding some confidence before she let discomfort show when she folded her arms.

  “Don’t! Don’t do that. Uncross your arms, I want to look at my beautiful wife,” I ordered, and smiled when she dropped her arms immediately. “Get in the water, I don’t want you to be cold,” I told her, my eyes fixed on the hard rose pink buds of her nipples. Lifting her legs gingerly, she climbed into the bath and settled in first on her knees. “Soap, spread the bubbles over your tits, Billie.”

  Pouring some of the honey bath gel, she lathered her breasts after placing the small glass bottle down. Glancing at the screen I saw a moment’s hesitancy before she did as I asked. I chucked at the way she pushed her boundaries when encouraged to do so. “Darlin’, I wish with all my heart those hands were mine,” I told her, and her face pinked up despite the unabashed action she performed for me.

  “Now you,” she prompted again. “Take your clothes off,” she muttered seductively, seeing I had also set the scene on my end as well. “I can’t believe you’ve gone to all this trouble, Sawyer, but it’s genius.”

  “Nothing is trouble for you, darlin’, I only wish I was there.” Without further conversation I stripped off and climbed in the bath.

  “Stay standing,” she said, and I was surprised at how boldly she’d said it. “Soap?” she asked, and I poured some bodywash on my hands and lathered up my torso. “Lower,” she coaxed.

  “Lower?” I chuckled. “My, my, I believe I may have corrupted you, Mrs. Wild.” She laughed, but her cheeks turned pink.

  “Then you’ve only got yourself to blame, Husband.”

  Doing as she asked, I lathered up my balls, my groin, and lastly my cock.

  “I want you to come for me,” she demanded, and when I looked at her on the screen she was biting her bottom lip. There was something deeply erotic about the idea of watching her watch me bring myself off.

  It was
on the tip of my tongue to tease her, but I knew I risked her reverting to the shy, reserved woman I knew her to be in public most times. This stopped me and instead I submitted to her demand and gave her the show of her life.

  “This is how I love to be touched, to have my balls caressed like this with one hand, while the grip on my cock is firm, but not too strong. In the beginning I like to have a firm steady hand with a steady rhythm, because I don’t want to come too soon.”

  I stopped talking and watched as her hands ceased moving over her tits, her concentration firmly on what I was doing, then I saw her hand dip below the bath and I knew she was touching herself. “That’s it, darlin’, just like that, do what makes you feel good,” I encouraged, as my hand fisted my cock with more of a desperate grip and I ramped my desire up a pace.

  Scoring my thumb over my tip made me hiss. “I wish this was your tongue,” I told her before I fell silent when my balls suddenly tightened. Before I knew what was happening, I couldn’t hold back the orgasm that had me light-headed when it unexpectedly tore through me. “Fuck,” I said through a grunt, as ribbons of cum erupted in spasmic waves from my tip.

  For a moment I was lost in my own little world, until I looked back at Billie and saw her head lunge forward and knew immediately my performance had gotten her off as well.

  “Damn, what are you doing to me?” she murmured, sliding back into the water and stretching out so she had almost disappeared from view.

  “Only what any man with a woman as gorgeous as you would,” I replied honestly, then wondered if there had ever been a time when Billie was as precious to Logan as she was to me.

  * * *

  After a few minutes of intimate conversation about how much we missed one another, we both got out of our respective baths and dried ourselves off. Both of us then took our places on our beds, and Billie chuckled because she was wearing the stunning camisole top and shorts—that I knew she’d look sensational in—and was curled up on the bed lying between the huge teddy’s legs, with her head on his chest like she would have been doing to me had I been home.