PliableInhibitions

by Zenobia Renquist

  “No more half and half. It was annoying not being able to talk.”

  Lucas laughed. “Done.”

  “And lastly, you’re going to Yolanda’s wedding with me.”

  “No I’m not. I won.”

  “Yes you did and your prize was once-a-day blowjobs for two weeks. Once a day. Two weeks. I was thinking about the many blowjobs I gave you this past month when I was sucking off Carlos. Past month. A month is way longer than two weeks, Lucas.”

  Lucas cleared his throat and sniffed. “So, Yolanda’s wedding sounds like it might be a good time.”

  “That’s what I thought.” She settled against his chest, letting her body recover yet again. If recalling all the other memories felt like this one, Emily would be in for the best treat of her life. “You’re returning the memory of all those blowjobs too.”

  “Yes ma’am.” Lucas hugged her again. “I love you, Em.”

  “I love you too.”

  He cradled her left breast. “I’m thinking… Just a thought. Feel free to say no.”

  She met his gaze, ready to accept whatever he offered because that orgasm had left her horny.

  “You want to try out getting a memory back while having sex? See how that feels?”

  “Yes.”

  Lucas blinked at her. “Yes?”

  “Absolutely.” She pushed to her feet, grabbed his hand and dragged him to the bedroom. “Let’s start with the day of the bet because I know you did something then. Don’t try to deny it.”

  Lucas laughed. It was a good sound. Emily hoped to hear it often and her own as well. Sure the thought of being outside herself and doing outrageous sexual things with friends, and possibly strangers, still scared her but she was willing to embrace the fear to have those memories.

  She might not have been aware but she had been awake. The memory she’d gotten back revealed that much to her. Everything she’d done with Noah and Carlos had been everything she’d wanted to do, from the outfit to the sex. Lucas had simply removed the part of Emily that would have kept her from indulging.

  That part was still there. It might go away one day and allow her to enjoy an active sexual lifestyle without the crutch. The coin might also turn into a kink she and Lucas used for years to come. Whatever the future held, Emily was ready to stop letting little things get in the way of her savoring the moment.

  Besides, all that sex was great cardio. She’d weighed herself this morning and found she’d lost six pounds. Losing weight was a bonus, not the impetus. What she wanted to lose was her obsession with thinking no one could want her unless she looked perfect.

  Noah and Carlos wanted her. Lucas wanted her. The people in the memories she didn’t have yet wanted her. It might take a while but Emily would look in the mirror one day and see the confidence of her other self staring back at her without a coin to bring it out.

  Epilogue

  Emily held the cell phone to her ear as Lucas undid the clasp at her neck. “Yes, Bree. The wedding was fantastic. I was awake for that much. I don’t remember anything afterward though.” She smiled over her shoulder at Lucas, who winked at her.

  Bree said, “Now that sounds promising. When are you two getting back?”

  “Day after tomorrow. We—hold on.” Emily pulled the phone away from her ear as Lucas pushed the dress down her arms. She had to juggle the phone as she pulled out of the sleeves. “Okay, I’m back. We’re staying overnight to enjoy the hotel room and then heading back.”

  Lucas tugged at Emily’s necklace, making the shields pull on her nipples. She purred and leaned into him. The bulge in his pants pressed against her ass. She needed to get off the phone. Lucas wouldn’t hesitate to start while she was talking with Bree because it wouldn’t be anything her friend hadn’t heard already.

  Since learning the coin worked and getting back all her memories of the things she’d done, Emily had met with Bree to have a long conversation. They’d reminisced and commiserated and renewed the closeness they’d shared in college. Lucas, Bree and Richard sat down with Emily and they’d figured out how things would work in the future. The most important was the absence of the coin during their sexual encounters.

  The kids would be home in another two weeks, school started shortly after that and Bree and Richard lived across town. Richard had joked about moving closer but he had his own kids to worry about. Joint family outings and weekend get-togethers that were adults-only had been the agreed upon course of action.

  While Duke and Claudia still couldn’t convince Lucas and Emily to join in the once-a-month swing parties, they didn’t turn down invitations for game night. Emily wasn’t as close to them as she was to Bree and Richard but the closeness they did share satisfied some hidden desire Emily hadn’t quite come to terms with, which was why Lucas continued employing the coin with them.

  They weren’t the only ones. Noah, Carlos and Joseph also received the coin treatment. Joseph remained an after-store-hours lover who enjoyed having someone to help him gain firsthand feedback of the toys his store carried. Emily enjoyed it too since she got a discount on the toys he used. Her collection had grown to the point of buying a new toy chest to house them.

  Carlos came home from work with Lucas from time to time, not always for sex but just to hang out. Emily almost felt bad using the coin with him but Carlos insisted. He liked to keep a buffer between what they did together so he could pretend it wasn’t Emily he was using to alleviate his sexual frustrations. Emily respected that.

  Noah only visited for sex. The kind of rough, wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am fucking that came from being an affair. She couldn’t quite call him lover. There was no love in what they did, just hard-pounding satisfaction. He didn’t want chitchat or pretense. Lucas had had to set up a suggestion so Emily dropped into hypno-mode the second Noah arrived because Noah didn’t always wait for Lucas to be home, which didn’t sit well with her though she didn’t stop it either. Though that convenience came with the understanding that it wouldn’t work once her kids came home. Different arrangements would have to be made so Mommy’s extracurricular activities didn’t affect her children.

  Emily still hadn’t gotten to the point where she was at peace with the wanton side of herself, but using the coin had also become something of a kink. A kink Lucas wanted to help straighten out if the way he sifted his fingers through the curls covering her mons was any indication.

  He kissed Emily’s neck. “Off the phone.”

  Bree asked, “Was that Lucas?”

  Emily said, “You know it was. I’ll have to call you later. Lucas is horny. I’m guessing whatever I did got him all revved up. I’ll tell you about it later.”

  “Looking forward to it. Bye, Emily.”

  “Bye.” She tapped the end button and then set the phone aside. Dropping her head onto Lucas’s shoulder, she made an adoring noise at the way he strummed his fingers at the top of her slit. “So impatient.”

  “Are you complaining?”

  “Not in the least.” She shimmied so the dress slid to the floor. “Shall we take this to the bed?”

  “Let’s.” Lucas stepped back and shrugged out of his jacket.

  Emily kicked off her shoes, started to take off her thigh-high stockings but thought better of it, and then crawled onto the bed. She added an extra wiggle to her ass as she made her way to the center. The chains of her labia clamps jingled against each other.

  She wondered how many people at the reception had seen her pussy jewelry. From the heavy sensation of her body, she had to guess quite a few. Her inner muscles twitched just thinking about the memories Lucas was about to share with her.

  He climbed onto the bed behind her and bent over her. With his dick pressing against her channel entrance, he asked, “Ready?”

  Emily nibbled her bottom lip as she nodded. “Show me.”

  “Let’s start with the limo ride.”

  “Limo ride? We were in a limo?”

  “Yolanda and Gary’s limo.” Lucas placed a kiss between he
r shoulders. He eased his hips forward as he said, “Reunited time. Limo ride.”

  Emily pressed back against him, sheathing him fully, at the same time she cried out in blissful ecstasy at the varied orgasms washing over her. So long as a sensation like this one existed, she would never give up the coin. She could sing the coin’s praises from now until the end of time and still not think it was enough to do it justice.

  Nothing Lucas had ever bought or would ever buy could hope to equal the small disc of metal hanging from his neck. The coin had saved their marriage and opened her eyes to a new way of sexual life. It had also returned her to an old way. A single summer full of sex hadn’t cured her of all her self-esteem ailments…not yet, but it was coming just like she was coming.

  And like now, Lucas would be behind her, urging her on and helping her to experience life to the utmost.

  She smiled over her shoulder at him. “Do another.”

  About Zenobia Renquist

  Zenobia Renquist lives in her imagination. She is an Air Force brat turned Air Force wife, which means she’s accustomed to travel and does it whenever possible (so long as she doesn’t have to fly). Her favorite pastime is torturing her characters on their way to happily-ever-after for the enjoyment of her readers.

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