“He shouldn’t be,” I said. “I still live here.”
He drove on silent.
“What about your other house, where we were earlier?” he asked.
“That wasn’t my house,” I said.
“I figured as much. It was too cold and the whiskey bottle hadn’t been opened.”
“Then why didn’t you say anything.”
“I’d rather hear your beautiful lies than any ugly truths.”
“This house,” I said.
Tension pulled into my driveway.
“Come inside,” I told him as I climbed out of his truck and went to my front door, which was unlocked as always.
I went in and turned on the dining room light, making sure most of the house remained dark and mysterious, it was sexier that way. Tension came in shortly after and walked up behind me as I poured us both a glass of whiskey.
He touched my waist gingerly with both hands and leaned over my shoulder to kiss my cheek.
“You’re not angry with me?” I asked.
“I don’t think I could ever be angry with you,” he replied. “But how much of your story was true.”
“Everything about Erotic Mayberry was true,” I said.
“So you’re an owner?” he asked. “How?”
“Remember the Harvest Festival I mentioned earlier? Well, I won the drawing so I became an owner. Now I need a pet. I want you, detective. But now that you’ve heard my story, you know what that means. No more ties to the outside world.”
I pulled my dress over my head and stripped down completely naked. I turned toward him and sat up on the table so my pussy could press against the cold wooden top. I pulled his shirt off and he took off the rest of his clothes himself. Both naked in the moonlight, I took his cock in my hand and rubbed at it, knowing how turned on he must be at the thought of being my pet now that he knew all the wild things that go on in my neighborhood.
“What do you think of my offer?” I asked. “You’re alone, always being judged, and you’re a sex addict like me. You can simply disappear. Resign and stay here with me. I saw the way you took ca
re of me tonight at the bar. Do that for me forever. Well, minus the violence. It’s kind of forbidden here. But I want you. Be my pet.”
He didn’t answer. It was a lot to take in.
I slid off the table and walked to my kitchen. I brought back the book of HOA Rules and Regulations and sat it down on the table in front of him. Then I handed him a box. He lifted the lid and saw the necklace. It didn’t yet have his name carved into it but I could have that done in a day.
“I put this on and that’s it?” he asked. “That makes me your pet?”
“Yes, that’s all.”
Before he could answer, the tornado siren began to wail. It screamed through the air causing us both to jump.
“Hurry, come on,” I said. “I told you about that rule.”
I pulled him over to the back door where I slid open the blinds and smooshed my own tits up against the glass door.
“Fuck me from behind,” I told him. “It’s one of the rules.”
I didn’t have to ask him twice. He’d had me already once that night up against the hood of his truck and he seemed eager to have me again. He spread my legs open and put his cock in me. The excitement of waiting for his answer had gotten me aroused and I was so wet he was easily able to enter me. So he did again and again and again.
“Fuck, I can get used to this,” he said.