by F. L. Jacob
Ed walked off and I looked over at her and smiled. I was so ridiculously happy.
“So...”
Looking perplexed I asked, “So, what?”
“So, keep going with the story.”
My heart felt so warm and fuzzy, since I told him I love him. It was the truth and I couldn’t deny it anymore. I wanted to find out everything about him, good, bad, and ugly. It didn’t matter, though, I would be with him no matter what. He made me understand what it was to truly love someone.
I’d thought I had loved before, but this love with Caston was different, honest, and pure. Mark had never loved me, as a matter of fact, I don’t think he ever said it to me. I would say it to him all the time, but he never reciprocated.
Coming back from my daydream, I sat there listening to his story of his parents. Thirteen? He was a baby still.
The little restaurant Caston brought me to for lunch shocked me. It was a little nothing, hole in the wall place, but Ed, was super friendly and Caston seemed to be very comfortable here.
I wanted him to continue. “So?” I urged.
He looked at me as if he was not sure what I was talking about. “So, what?” I had to laugh at him.
“So, keep going with the story.”
He squeezed my hands and smiled. “So eager for information, aren’t we.”
I leaned over and kissed him, holding his gaze when I backed away. “When it has to do with you, I’ll take anything I can get.”
“Let’s just enjoy lunch and not ruin it with my fucked up childhood.”
I nodded, frustrated that he was stalling but I couldn’t judge. I had secrets of my own that I wasn’t telling him.
Lunch was fabulous. We had homemade barbeque burgers with sharp cheddar cheese and bacon, potato pancakes, and fabulously sweet homemade cinnamon applesauce. We laughed the whole meal. Ed even came by when we were finished eating and talked business with Caston. It was nice to see him so relaxed.
The sun started to set and Caston finally hinted that we should get going. I was starting to get nervous now.
Sensing something was up with me while we walked to the Jeep, Caston asked, “Is everything okay?”
“Just nervous.”
When we got back to the Jeep he pinned me up against the Jeep. “You only have to say the word and I’ll take you home.”
He leaned forward and pressed his hardening length into me. My insides heated. I leaned in close to his ear. “What would you do if I asked you to take me right here against the car?”
His breath caught and he made the most glorious noise deep in his throat. I leaned back, seeing his eyes were closed and that he was trying to regain control. I opened the door and slunk down into the seat. I pulled him forward at the hips and undid his pants. We were in the corner of the lot, facing a privacy fence, so no one could really see us. I released his cock into my hands. I ran my hands up and down the impressive length. Seeing a clear drip form at the tip, I leaned forward and took the tip in my mouth, swirling my tongue around. The salty drop of pre-cum hit the back of my tongue and it was as if I was starved. I sucked his cock into my mouth. I could feel his muscles tighten as I continued the assault with my tongue. I cupped his balls with one hand, while my other hand followed my mouth to make it more intense. I felt so wild. Ever so carefully, I dragged my teeth along his shaft. That is what sent him over the edge. I immediately started to feel the squirts of cum splashing into my mouth. I sucked him deeper, so I wouldn’t drop any and make a mess. As the last of the hot, sticky liquid released into my mouth I let him fall from my mouth with a pop. Kissing the tip of his massive cock, I tucked it nicely into his pants and buttoned them back up.
Turning in my seat, I reached for the seatbelt, and waited for him to join me. Oh God, I was so wet and horny, but I was also proud of myself. Caston finally shut my door and joined me in the car. “My God, woman. That was unexpected. Holy shit!” He ran his hands through his hair and tried to regain his composure. I had the biggest, goofiest grin on my face.
Finally able to pull out of the parking lot, he said to me, “Don’t you worry, Sabrina. I’ll make that up to you tonight.”
I was so wound up, I almost came at the words of his promise.
We started to head into town and were soon hit rush hour traffic. Caston’s hands were gripping the steering wheel so hard his knuckles were white. “Is everything okay?” I questioned.
He looked at me and half smiled. “Just thinking about tonight. When we get to the shop, I’m going to go around back. We’ll meet Sara at her office before we head upstairs to shop.”
“Who is Sara?”
“Sara? She is my brother’s wife. Jon, remember? You’ll meet them tonight. He runs my club, and she runs my shop. “
I swallowed hard. “Wonderful, I’ll meet them for the first time at a sex club. I met your mother for the first time naked on the counter of your kitchen. Could I be more mortified?”
His smile made me melt. It also made me forget my worries. How did he do that?
I noticed we were in an industrial park that had been turned into retail shops and bars. “Oh, I know this area. We’re in Kinley Park.” I turned to look at him. “Is this where your club is? I never knew there was a sex club on this strip.”
He smirked. “Exactly.”
“Ah, I see.”
“Let’s go get you stripped down and fancied up for tonight. Should be a lot of fun, it’s our masquerade event, so you even get to wear a mask.”
I felt so giddy. Shopping. What girl doesn’t love to shop?
We pulled into an underground garage that had a door on it. “Every member gets a door opener,” Caston said, answering my unasked question, “people can enter the club privately. Membership is very exclusive, and highly vetted. Every member signs a confidentiality agreement. The shop has two entrances, one from the street and one from the garage. The club is only accessible from the garage.”
“Interesting. Explains why I never knew there was club here.”
Upon parking, I quickly exited the car.
Caston gave me a look of disappointment. “Please let me get your door for you next time. I like taking care of you.”
I took Caston’s outreached hand, and he guided me to the elevator. My panties were soaked through from taking Caston in the parking lot and a drip is running down my inner thigh. The anticipation of what lay ahead had me more excited than I’d ever been.
We were greeted at the elevator door by a tall, dark-haired woman. Her skin was the most beautiful color of ivory and her hair was down past her shoulders with a light wave to it. She looked prim and proper in her gray pencil skirt suit, not someone you would expect to see in a sex shop.
“Caston, dear.” She took him in a big hug.
“Sara,” He kissed her on both cheeks, “Thank you for clearing the VIP floor. I know it was short notice.
“For you, Caston, anything. You know that.”
She motioned to me. “Oh, yes, Sara, please meet my Sabrina. Sabrina, this is my sister-in-law, Sara.”
I stepped forward, taking her hand in mine. She pulled me into a hug. “Oh, Sabrina, it’s good to see someone finally snag Caston’s heart.”
I laughed. I wasn’t sure how to respond to that.
When she finally released me, Caston reclaimed my hand, my insides melted and I blushed.
“I’ll leave you two alone. Caston, you know where everything is. If you need anything at all, just holler.” With that she patted him on the shoulder and walked down the hall, through a door out of sight.
Caston turned toward me and made me look up at him with his finger. “You sure you want to do this?”
I nodded. I was terrified, but so very excited.
“Okay. Let’s go upstairs. That is where the good stuff is.”
“Good stuff?” I questioned.
“More expensive, quality items.”
“Ahh, should I be concerned my, uh—” I paused, not exactly sure what to call him.
“
Lover? Boyfriend is too childish. Guy friend is too informal.” I could tell he was struggling with our status, too.
“Anyway,” I spoke to get rid of the tension, “should I be concerned that you know more about sex toys and lingerie than I do?”
He swept me into his arms, bringing his lips down to mine. His tongue licked my lips, seeking entrance into my mouth. I obliged parting them, letting our tongues dance together. Breathless, we finally parted.
“You should be honored.” He whispered close to my ear. The feeling of his breath on my neck made me weak in the knees. My heart started to pound in my chest. I wanted him to take me right here against the wall. I moaned a little, and he leaned back and snickered.
He led me up a curved stairway. Reaching the top my mouth hung open. Beautiful garments were hung up and displayed. Items so sexy I blurted out, “How will I choose?”
Caston stopped and looked at me with a raised eyebrow. “Choose? Baby, you don’t have to choose.”
I dropped my eyes to the floor, still unsure.
“I’ll buy you all of it and more. Now let’s go pick out an outfit for tonight, and then we can work on getting the rest of it.”
Caston led me by the small of my back into the boutique. There were a few large, cushy chairs facing a three-way mirror. He pushed me a little further, while he stayed back. “Go find some outfits, and bring them back here to model for me. We’ll find the perfect one for tonight.”
Suddenly feeling like a kid in a candy shop, I hopped up and down and clapped my hands. I took off into the racks of satin and lace. Caston just laughed and shook his head at me.
Walking through, I ran my hands over all the materials. Bows, lace, satin, leather. My heart was fluttering. I grabbed a few items and kept looking. Then that I saw it. A smile spread across my face, I knew this was the outfit. Thinking of myself in it and Caston’s reaction, I felt myself getting damper between my legs. I quickly looked over my shoulder and saw Caston checking his phone. I grabbed the slinky material and took off in the direction we came from.
Making my way back downstairs, I sought out Sara. I started to walk down the hall when she emerged from one of the rooms. “Sabrina, can I help you?”
I smiled, suddenly blushing. “I need your help. I want to surprise Caston with my outfit tonight. Can you help me?”
“Of course I can!” She linked her arm in mine, dragging me off down the hall.
We stopped in front of a door, and she turned to look at me. She brushed a hair from my face, tucking it behind my ear. I leaned my head into her hand, feeling a little flushed. I’d never had a reaction like this to a woman before. She reached back and took my hair out of its holder. “You’re really beautiful. Caston is a very lucky man. You head on in there and start getting ready. I’m going to go tell him he needs to get ready himself, and that you will meet him in the Presidential room at the club. I’ll be right back.”
I’d fallen hard and fast for Sabrina. What the fuck kind of spell was I under? I wanted her to be mine. My mind dreamed about dropping to one knee and asking her to marry me earlier when we were talking about what we were to each other. I needed her to wake up next to me every day.
Feeling myself start to panic slightly at the thought, I sent her off to pick out outfits and sat down to check emails. Trying to keep focused on anything that didn’t involve her was a hard task. I had to collect my wits and shake the spell she had over me.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Sara walking up to me. Sitting forward slightly I said, “Sara, we are fine. You don’t need to check up on us.” I slouched back down into my chair suddenly exhausted.
“Babe, your girl isn’t even up here anymore.” She laughed, as she strode over to me.
I stood up and looked around. “Damn it, Damn it, Damn it.” I kicked the chair. She left. I knew she would.
“Relax, Hollywood. She sought me out, because she wanted to surprise you. You have a good one there. Why is she with you?” She sat down on the coffee table in front of the chair I was just sitting in.
“Oh, ha ha,” I turned back around and looked at Sara.
“Seriously, Cass. I remember when you first saw her at the gala. You were so wound up that night. I know she’s the one,” she sighed. “However, have you told her about Beverly, yet?”
I hung my head and sat back down. “Getting there. It takes more than a few hours to explain that.”
She took my hands in hers and stroked her thumbs over the back of my hands. “Get to it. Don’t lose this one. Okay?”
I pulled her into a hug. “Thanks, Sara. You really are too good for my brother.”
She laughed so hard she had to cover her mouth.
“She will be waiting for you in the Presidential suite, Hollywood. Go...get yourself ready for her.”
I kissed her cheek and stood up to go to the club to get ready. Looking back over my shoulder at her sitting on the table, I whispered, “Thank you.” She nodded at me. “You really are a good person, Sara. I’m sorry it didn’t work out between us.”
She smiled her sad smile. “Cass, if it did I wouldn’t have my wonderful husband or my babies.”
I nodded, turned around and made my way back down the stairway.
I walked into the Presidential suite. I was so nervous, not sure what to expect. Did I make the right decision to surprise Caston? I had no idea what I was doing, or what to expect.
The astonishing room was dimly lit by a crystal chandelier that hung from the middle of the room. The red walls were erotic. The four poster king size bed fit perfectly in the room. I walked over to the bed and ran my hand over the sheets, they were a cool black satin. A shiver ran down my spine, as I thought of how they would feel on my naked skin. The room smelled sweet from the dozens of red rose vases that lined the room. A soft music played overhead. I assumed it was music from the iPod dock on the bar across from the bed.
My skin got goose bumps, as I thought about what we could do in here, a pool of liquid was forming between my legs at the naughty thoughts going through my mind. I closed my eyes behind the cat-like mask that obscured my face and took a deep breath. With my eyes shut, my other senses were on high alert. I knew by the hairs that rose on the back of my neck that Caston had entered the room. I could feel the electricity that flowed between us.
“How do I look?” I said, slowly turning around.
My breath hitched, as I laid eyes on Caston. He was dressed in a 20’s zoot suit, accented by a white silk hankie, pearl gray spats, and diamond studded platinum watch chain. He looked as though he stepped through a time machine. His hair was slicked back, he looked like a gangster.
I had on a red and black lace corset with red fringe accents. The corset showed off my hourglass figure perfectly, and pushed up my breasts creating two beautiful milky white mounds. The fabric barely covered my nipples. My black silk thong was microscopic and it had a big black bow adorning my ass. The fishnet stockings were held up by rhinestone garter clips. My favorite part of the outfit, because of the red soles that pulled together the entire outfit, where my simple five inch black heels.
His eyes caught mine. “Wow, you look breathtaking, Sabrina.” I blushed, feeling his eyes roam my body.
I laughed nervously, as I played with the red fringe on my corset. Walking over to me, he played with my black wig. “This could be interesting tonight, Ms. Bennett.” I instantly felt flush, and wet between my thighs.
“Only if you play your cards right, Mr. Black” I said, as I brushed past him to the long mirror on the wall behind him.
He let out a laugh and grabbed my elbow, as he drew me back into him. I could feel his arousal pressing into my back. He leaned down to kiss my neck on the spot that makes my knees give out. Leaning forward, he snaked his hands down and reached further to touch the outsides of my knees. They slowly traveled up my thighs slowly, stopping briefly to toy with my black and red lace garters, and he nibbled my neck. He whispered in my ear, “I. Always. Play. My. Cards. Right. Miss. Be
nnett.” His hot breath sent a shiver down my spine. I let out a slight whimper at his words that were so full of promises. Closing my eyes, I let my head fall back onto his shoulder. His hands continued up and cupped my hot sex. I could feel him grow harder at my back. Reaching my arms behind me, I slid them between our bodies. Grabbing him through his pants, I stroked his hard cock. Letting out a deep throaty moan, he turned me around and his lips quickly found mine. Devouring each other’s mouth, I started to undo his pants and reach in for his cock. Backing away from our kiss, I bit my lip and held him with my gaze, as I ran my hand from the base to tip of his granite shaft. Reaching down he lifted me up, I wrapped my legs around his waist and he walked us toward the bed. I thought he was going to put me on it, but he passed it and sat me on the dresser on the opposite side of the room.
Sliding between my legs, he grabbed my black satin thong and, with one quick tug, ripped it apart. “We won’t need these tonight,” he growled. “However, that big bow on your ass is very inviting.”
Two fingers plunged into me, working their way in and out, spreading my folds open, and hitting my special spot.
“Holy shit, Caston, right there,” I screamed, as my first orgasm hit me unexpectedly.
I arched my back, trying to get him to pay attention to my breasts. My nipples tingled, needing to be touched.
I whispered breathlessly, “Oh, Caston, please.”
Leaning down, his mouth bit the cleavage that was spilling out the top of my corset. I let out a loud scream, as his bite sent me over the edge yet again. I wrapped my arms around his head and weaved my fingers through his hair, pulling him into my chest, as my insides rippled around his fingers.
His teeth grabbed the fabric of the top and pulled it down. His mouth found my hardened nipple. Flicking his tongue over the hard point, his fingers continued their assault on my pussy, I was approaching the edge again.
Before I could come he withdrew his fingers and took them into his mouth. “I love the way you taste, Sabrina.”
I whimpered at the loss, but my eyes hooded in ecstasy, as I stared at him sucking my juices off his fingers.
