Mr. Masters (Mr. 1)

He chuckles. “And I can assure you that there will be no marks left behind.”

“Jules, no,” I whisper.

He chuckles again. “Only buy what you’re comfortable with.”

I glance over and see a huge black strap-on dildo. "Fine. I'm going to get a huge strap-on dildo and fuck you up the ass."

He bursts out laughing. “I can also assure you that is not happening. I don’t take it up the ass. Yours, however, is up for discussion.”

“It is not!”

“I’ve got to go to court now, babe. See you tonight.” He hangs up.

I frown. Great lot of help he was. Judge Pervert, that’s what he is.

A young woman comes out from the back room, walking in my direction with a smile on her face. “Do you need some help?”

“Umm.” I frown. “I suppose. I’m looking for something bondage-y that doesn’t look like that.” I point to the photo of the poor woman who has been turned into a rolled roast.

“You’re more of a dabbler, I take it.”

I nod. “Yes. I’m definitely dabbling, but not...” I wave my arms around. “Bruising.”

She narrows her eyes as she looks around. "Okay. Over here we have some really cute black leather lace-up lingerie sets. You could maybe get some handcuffs or something to go with them."

“Yes, that. That I can do.”

I wait in the park for Emerson. It’s Tuesday lunchtime and she is on her lunch break. We haven’t been seeing each other as much as we would like to. Not since she met Alastar and I began sneaking around with Julian. In a bid to solve that problem, I’ve started making lunch for us both on a morning and meeting her here each day.

“Hello, my beautiful friend.” I smile as she drops down onto the picnic blanket beside me. I open her a can of drink and put the straw in for her, passing it over with a smile.

> “I’m missing you.” She frowns.

“I know, me too.” I hand her a sandwich.

“How’s work going?” I ask.

“Yeah, it’s okay. I don’t really know what I’m doing, though.”

We chew our food. “How’s your spunky boss?”

I smile, I’m going to try and ease her into the idea of Julian and I. “Spunky?”

She watches me, waiting for more information.

“We watched Terminator together the other night.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. The room was dark and the kids were on the floor in front of us.”

She frowns as she chews. “And?”

“He used my foot to wank himself off.”

Her eyes nearly bulged from their sockets. "What?"

“He grabbed my foot under the blanket, and then he rubbed it over his hard cock.”