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 Female x Male Vacation means freedom (shykiller x zulma)

Discussion in 'Roleplay Execution' started by Zulma, Oct 7, 2018.

  1. ShyKiller

    ShyKiller Well-Known Member Member

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    Honey visibly winced when she heard Matthew's voice. Obviously, this wasn't going to go well. She turned around but stood still in her spot. "I know, and I did. But I realized that I..." Her voice cracked and died when he ordered her to shut up. His voice and cruel words made her back against the suite door as he advanced on her. Once again that helpless look was in her eyes. But this time it was laced with fear.

    At mention of the clothes, Honey looked down at her hand holding the bag as she had forgotten it was there. Then she met his eyes and nodded. She had so often spoken when he wanted her to be quiet. She wasn't about to speak now. Then he went for her ears again. His harsh voice left her trembling and wet. He was hard to resist normally. That was only amplified by his hot breath tickling her ears.

    With his final order, she paused just for a second. Everything she'd wanted to say had gone out the window. He wasn't going to let her apologize or anything. Although she was allowed to speak now even though she probably wouldn't be allowed to ask any questions. She slowly sank to her knees and they were spread almost til she was doing splits. Her voice came out choked as she realized she was giving in to him yet again. "I'm sorry sir... and I'm sorry I didn't realize you had a girlfriend." She added quickly before she lost her nerve.
     
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  2. Zulma

    Zulma Wild Member Member

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    Matthew watched her sink down to the ground with a low growl. Fuck that was hot! He stared at her then raised an eyebrow when she spoke. He tilted his head then sighed and surprisingly he crouched in front of her, still taller than her.
    "Look at me." he waited for her eyes to lock in his. "Listen to me very carefully." he spoke slowly as if she was a child or had trouble understanding him. "She is NOT my girlfriend." he smirked, was that a sigh of relief he saw pass her lips. "She is my wife." He kept staring at her, letting the words sink deep into her soul.
    Gosh if she had been wearing the dress he bought her, he would have been unable to hold himself. She looked so beautifully pitiful.

    "So now, you are going to take this bag, go home and WAIT for me to call you." he stood up, his hard-on definitely drawing a tent on his pants.
    "Don't disappoint me." with that, he left. He didn't wait for the escalator, he took the stairs. He needed the exercise to calm himself down.

    In the car, his wife was waiting with a bored smile. "Found it?" she asked.
    He caught himself when he was about to reply found what? then he remembered the wallet.
    "Yes I did."
    "You must be tired. You never forget anything."
    "Why do you think I am taking a vacation?" he winked.
    She giggled.
    "Next time, you better bring me with or I'll divorce you." she teased.
    He leaned in and kissed her tenderly on the lips.
    "I better behave then."
    with that he roared the motor and the car flew out of the parking lot.

    ~~~
    It was almost midnight when Honey's phone rang. Her cell was showing 'unknown number'.
    "Good evening Little One." the voice greeted her.
    "How was your day?" Matt asked simply.
     
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  3. ShyKiller

    ShyKiller Well-Known Member Member

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    Honey lifted her eyes first. She had no clue what to expect when he kneeled in front of her. Then she lifted her face to meet his gaze. She did so slowly as if some unseen force was pushing her head down. Then came the good news. She wasn't his girlfriend. Honey felt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. Why couldn't Matthew have explained this before? Sure now he would tell her she was his relative or something...... OR SOMETHING! Wife?! He didn't have a wife! For the second time, she looked at his hand. No ring. Then she looked back up at him. If she had been his girlfriend that would have been bad but this was worse. Her mind was screaming a million different things but she was speechless and just stared at him with an open mouth.

    Her eyes didn't move when Matthew stood and the sight of his erection cause her face to flood with color. Even after the door shut behind him, Honey stared where he had been as she tried to take in everything he'd said. When the elevator opened on the ground floor, Honey walked through the lobby in a daze. She didn't see anyone around her as she walked mechanically to her car which she drove home quite slowly trying to mull over this flood of information and sort out what it meant to her.

    Dinner that evening started out way too quietly for her father. He noticed from the moment that he arrived that something was wrong but she'd shrugged it off when he asked. But sitting at the table watching her push food around on her plate was more than he could stand.

    "Sweetie, I wish you would tell me what's bothering you. You're not yourself tonight. Maybe I could help you."
    Honey thought about that for a moment before looking at him. "Daddy... if you... say you were... have you ever..." She sighed trying to collect her thoughts. "What would you call a woman if she tried to... date a married man?"
    "A homewrecker." He answered simply not noticing the look of horror on his daughters face. "Yeah that's really the worst kind of woman there is. Breaking up couples and families. Extremely selfish and... Honey what...."
    At the word 'selfish' Honey couldn't take anymore. She dropped her fork and ran to her room in tears. Not long after she'd landed on her bed, a soft knock came from the other side of her door. "Are you OK hun? Please talk to me." There was no response and he really didn't know what to do. In times like these, he wished her mom was still there. There were just too many things he didn't understand. "If you change your mind come find me, ok?" Again there was no response so he went back to the kitchen to clean up.

    Hours went by as Honey cried in bed, went to her desk and drew, spread her new dresses on the bed running her hands over the soft material and so on. Every sound her phone made caused her to jump. Even times when she only thought she'd heard it ring or do an alert. As her bedtime passed, Honey started getting tired. She hadn't eaten since the ice cream she'd had the night before and she wasn't accustomed to skipping meals. When her phone rang, she answered it, her voice betraying that she was half asleep. "Hello?"

    It was so comforting hearing Matthew's voice and her pet name, she and turned onto her side in the bed. "It was just awful." She said in her soft sleepy voice. "I just had a terrible dream that you were..." Now she was awake. "Wait, you are married. Mr Lewis you lied to me. I asked if you were married and you said...." No that wasn't true. She had mentioned him buying something for his wife and he pointed out his ringless fingers. Was it her fault for not pressing for a direct answer? "I... I'm just so confused. I never would have... I'm not a... Mr Lewis, your wife is so much prettier than me. She has so much more to offer. Why... why are you... what do you want from me?" That still wasn't quite how she wanted to ask it but she was having a hard time putting words together. All her life she had been quick to accept the blame when possible so it was habit to think this was her fault. She believed it was her fault up to the point of the second dress. That's where she couldn't figure out how to she was to blame. She loved Matthew whether he believed it or not but she didn't plan on being his 'side piece.' That was also confusing because she didn't know whether she should feel bad that he was married or flattered that he had a goddess and still wanted her.
     
  4. Zulma

    Zulma Wild Member Member

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    "Did I?" he questioned when she said that he had lied to her, but then she corrected herself and he let her talk, a smirk upon his lips which she couldn't see on the phone. He listened. He was in his penthouse room, on his balcony, looking out at the lake which was only lit on the side closest to the resort. The night was cool but he didn't mind. On the contrary, he welcomed it, letting the soft breeze clear up his mind.
    Mary had come and go in a matter of 24 hours. This was who she was and he wouldn't have her any other way. Now that he was alone again, he was back to his little pet which he was patiently grooming. His problem though was that he was running out of time. So his dilemma was: should he just take what he could or should he bank on coming back when he owned the place and therefore still take his time? Honey was a rare delicacy for his tastes and he hated spoiling such a fine meal because of logistics.

    He had a short chuckle when she commented that his wife was prettier than she was. Any other time, he would have asked her if she was fishing for compliments but tonight, he remained silent as he perfectly knew that she was only telling him what she thought.
    "Why do I want from you?" he repeated when she was done. He could here the confusion, the pain, the hope in her voice. There was a pause, a long silence. She might have even wondered if he hanged up the phone, then he spoke.
    "Everything." he let the word glide in the air and twirl in her mind.
    Then he spoke further, a new resolve in his eyes, he knew what he had to do.
    "Put your dress back on, just like you were last night. I will pick you up at your place in thirty minutes."
    He didn't give her a chance to argue and hanged up the phone.

    He hopped in the shower and got changed. He dressed up, but more casually than the previous night. Light tan pants and a white shirt were contrasting with a blue suit jacket.
    Satisfied with how he looked, he grabbed his wallet and keys, then left his room.
    He was two minutes early when he pulled up in Honey's street. He'd found out his address from Bob and also that Honey's dad was working tonight, so he pulled up directly in front of the house and waited for Honey to step out.

    [​IMG]
     
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  5. ShyKiller

    ShyKiller Well-Known Member Member

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    When she was done talking, Honey thought it was forever that she waited for a response. Had she upset him? Was he still there? She looked at her phone to make sure the call was still active then put it back to her ear just in time to hear him respond. That one word sent chills down her spine. It was hard to keep in mind that he was married when he made her want him so badly. He would have enjoyed seeing her bite her lip had he been there. She was about to ask for clarification when he continued with a request... no. It was an order. And something in his voice had tingles rushing down through her stomach and on down.

    Then she realized what time it was. "Where are we going to go?... Mr Lewis?... Hello?" She looked at her phone and sighed. She hadn't tried to say no. She hadn't balked at the fact that he was married. She had simply asked where they were going. Her subconscious was already out with him regardless of his marital status. It was just a date though, right? It didn't have to be inappropriate. She would just have to remember that he was unavailable.

    Then another realization hit her. Thirty minutes! And she'd already wasted some just thinking about the mess she was in. Honey ran to the shower, stripping as she went. Three minutes later she was frantically curling her hair. Then it was back to the shower to shave her legs. She went so fast she cut herself once. Thankfully it wasn't very noticeable. Getting dressed was much easier not having to pick out underwear or an outfit. She put the dress on and looked around her closet. She didn't own a pair of heels. After a bit of thought, she ran to the hall closet and grabbed a box of her mom's things that had been left behind. Going through it, she found a pair of four inch kitten heels almost the same color as her dress. She had only ever walked in heels as a little girl before her mom left. But they fit much better now and when Matthew pulled up, she made it slowly across the house to the front door. She walked slowly down the steps holding tightly to the rail. Then she made her way to that sexy car and the even sexier man inside. She got in, almost falling as she sat, and closed the door before looking at him. The entire car smelled of his cologne and by the time their eyes met, her mind was already fueling with desire. "Hello... you look... I like your suit."
     
  6. Zulma

    Zulma Wild Member Member

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    He stared at her as she timidly stepped out. Her footing wasn't certain because of the heels, which was adorable. He was pleased that she found appropriate shoes and although he loved heels for how they enhanced her legs and rear, he was satisfied she opted for kitten heels instead of high heels which would have made her a burden after three steps. He was so lost in the contemplation of her soft body that he forgot to step out of the car to open the door like he would usually do.

    When she plopped in the seat next to him, her dress slid up her legs, revealing the smooth skin of her thighs. He didn't greet her, nor did he acknowledge her compliment, instead he leaned in, his hand slid between her legs until his fingertips brushed ever so slightly her exposed tenderness.
    "Good." he whispered in a husky tone. "I would have left you on the sidewalk if you hadn't obeyed.
    With that he put his hands back on the wheel and hit the gas, the car roaring out of the street and soon back on the highway. The music was blasting loudly and it was obvious that he desired no conversation.
    They reached their destination forty-give minutes later. For someone who wasn't from around this part of the country, he sure seemed to know his way around and where to go.

    The mountains had given ways to hill and they were now in the suburbs of a middle size town. The houses were imposing and luxurious. He stopped in front of a clubhouse. The villa entrance was high with Greek style columns and a valet came immediately to open Honey's door. Matt threw the boy his key and got a tag in exchange which he slid into his jacket pocket. From inside the wide open door music could be heard. Matthew's paw moved to Honey's back and he led her inside where they were welcomed by a scantily dressed woman with a tray and flutes of champagne.
    "Welcome." she mused. "Towels for the pools are available outside." she informed them. "Have a lovely night."

    Matt took two flutes, smiling at the waitress before taking Honey deeper into the villa. They passed tall wooden doors which opened to a bar area with lounge chairs on the right, against the wall where the light was much dimmer, and tall standing tables on the left, against the windows which opened up to a series of pools beautifully lit. Further ahead, another set of open doors led to where the music was coming from and even from where they stood, they could see people dancing.
    But what would immediately caught Honey's attention were the guests. Several, in particular ladies, were fully naked but for heels and jewelry. In the pool no one seemed to be wearing anything and on the comfortable chairs, she could have sworn that several couples were far beyond kissing. The dancefloor ahead of them, with its warm lights and electronic beat, was a sample ranging from dancing to actively grinding. The entire place was an invitation to lust and decadence.

    Matthew wasn't looking at the place, nor its guests. He was drinking every single expression he could see on Honey's innocent face. The surprise, the realization, the flush. He enjoyed it all.
    He handed her the flute. "To a lovely night..." he stated, lightly clicking his glass to hers. "Do you like the place?" he asked with a smirk.
     
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  7. ShyKiller

    ShyKiller Well-Known Member Member

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    Honey felt goosebumps when Matthew's hand landed on her leg and she gave no resistance to his exploration only biting her lip when his fingertips lightly brushed her soft folds. His voice made her shiver and she quickly closed her legs as they took off. So much for not letting him be inappropriate. It had all happened so fast. She chided herself and decided she needed to be more alert from now on. But Mat the drove as if she wasn't even there and left to her own thoughts, still able to feel feel how his fingers felt and with his scent filling her nostrils, she was a hot mess by the time the valet opened her door.

    Now she was in a quandary. Getting I'm the car was one thing. Getting out whiLe maintain in her modesty was another story entirely. She had zero experience in dresses like this or heels. She tried everything she could think of but she blushed when she saw one of the valet men staring at her. She knew he must have seen everything. She wanted to ask Matthew a question but his hand on her bare back distracted her. He guided her inside to a woman wearing.... jewellry. A large, broad, almost Egyptian style necklace was all that covered her boobs. There was also a band around her waist with the same design hanging down the front and a smaller version down the back.

    Now the question returned to her mind. Where were they? But before she could ask, Matthew guided her further in. When they stepped into the bar area, her eyes naturally pulled towards the lighted swimming pool. She suddenly stiffened when she realized the women were all topless. At least from what she could tell. She diverted her eyes to the dance floor which made her eyes widen. There were naked women everywhere. And men were mostly just wearing pants. As her eyes adjusted she turned to the quieter side of the bar. Most of the booths were full and... her mouth dropped open. Lap dances seemed to be popular there... unless they were having sex. There was one booth where she thought she could see a woman under a table in front of a man. She stared harder trying to see if it was really true but then Matthew distracted her by giving her the champagne.

    His question helped clear her mind and suddenly everything clicked. She knew exactly where they were. Not that she'd ever be able to find the place on her own, but she'd heard rich guests at the hotel talk about it before. She turned to answer him but she had to take a drink. It was a toast after all. The liquid was good and felt warm as it bubbled down her throat but she wasn't sure that was a good thing. "Is this going to get me drunk? This won't get me drunk, right? And is this...." She swallowed again. "Is this the garden of Eden?" She spoke the name of the place almost in a reverent whisper as if only evil lived here. She'd obviously never been here before just as she was obviously curious about the place. If the things she'd heard were true, she needed to be careful about not accepting drugs or strong alcohol. A couple walked by them with a second woman trailing behind and Honey moved herself close to Matthew, grabbing his arm like a child would their parent. "Maybe I should drink a little. But only two. Only two. She repeated to reassure herself. She wasn't even sure Matthew could hear her.
     
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  8. Zulma

    Zulma Wild Member Member

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    The man had a soft chuckle. Maybe his little one wasn't as innocent as he thought to know such a place, although by her flushed cheeks, it was obvious that the place made her slightly uncomfortable, which was the point.
    "Indeed it is Little One. The Garden of Eden." He seemed perfectly in his element. "I am actually surprised that you know about this place." He glanced at her. "Although I can tell you've never been here." he smirked. "I am sure you will enjoy this place."

    When Honey brought her glass back to her lips, he stopped her, his fingers gently wrapping around her wrist and lowering her hand.
    "Now, now, the Champagne is to welcome us." he hummed. "I want you to remember every.single.thing we do tonight. I have no use for a trashed drunk girl who passes out or blacks out...except from pleasure during sex of course." he grinned at her, watching her.

    He leaned towards her, his thumb brushed her lips, his pointing finger lifting her chin as if he was going to kiss her. His voice lowered, slightly husky. "I want you to feel everything I am going to do tonight." He let go of her face to slide his hand down her collar bone, lightly touching her dress until he felt the softness of her hardening nipples. "I want you to be conscious of every decision you take, every action you make." He moved even closer, until his lips brushed her neck and ear. "You are here because you want it." Their frames were almost touching and his hand moved to her back and hair, he laced his fingers in her gorgeous locks and tugged at them, his cold gaze bathed in her warm eyes. "You are here even though you know I am married." His grip tightened to prevent her from pulling away if she wished. "You are not an innocent bystander, you are making the choice. You chose Me. So I can promise you one thing: nobody else but Me will touch you tonight."
    He could feel her soft body against his, her dress was leaving little to the imagination and stripping her was tempting but he wanted to take his time.

    He took a step back.
    "I want you to enjoy yourself... it might be your only chance to visit this place." he let that hang in the air then questioned. "What do you want to do? Swim? Dance? Chat?" with each option he gestured towards the pool, the dancefloor and one of the alcoves where people sat. He was curious to see what she would choose.
     
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  9. ShyKiller

    ShyKiller Well-Known Member Member

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    "Every single thing we do."

    Honey bit her lip and felt her knees weaken at his words. It wasn't just Matthew that was turning her on now. The entire atmosphere and ambiance of the club was designed for that very purpose. To be inviting and to lower inhibitions. To those that were prepared for it, it was wonderful. For Honey, it was hitting her in waves and combined with Matthew, she felt it all over her body. Everything that turned her on about Matthew was intensified. His thumb on her lips, him lifting her willing face to his, those words spoken in a voice she'd never heard before. A voice that sent pleasurable shudders down her body.

    She gasped as his fingers brushed her nipples and moaned out loud when she felt his lips against her ear. If someone had asked her if she liked to have her hair pulled, the obvious answer would have been a no. But when Matthew did it she loved how it made her feel. Powerless. Like she was his and he could do whatever he wanted to her. She was probably going to learn many things about herself that she'd never known before tonight. That was just the first. It was what he said next that really hurt. Honey's mind was now in a turmoil with the sudden reminder that Matthew had a wife. A woman he had made vows too. And she was the cause of him breaking those vows. Yet her mind was in such a haze she was unable to even try to pull away from his grasp on her.

    By the time Matthew stepped back from her, her eyes were pools of lust mixed droplets of guilt and shame from being with a married man, being a homewrecker. Her mind was melting and she was completely susceptible to his tricks so after his first comment, she really didn't want to leave. Honey turned towards the dance floor. That's what she really wanted to do. But she had no clue how to dance like those people. She just wanted to feel Matthew against her.... inside her.... stop it, Honey! Then she turned to the pool. It was crowded with naked and half naked people. There would be no personal intimacy there. Her eyes stopped on the dance floor once more before turning to the alcoves. "Can we go up there?" Her voice was soft, Matthew probably wouldn't have been able to hear her but she pointed it out as she looked at him as though asking his permission.
     
  10. Zulma

    Zulma Wild Member Member

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    Matthew watched Honey, not only because with the overall noise, he had to read her lips to know what she was saying, but also because he was enjoying watching her think, move and try to take a decision. It didn't escape him that she looked at the dance floor more than once. But he didn't say anything, nor did he try to sway her choice. When she pointed at the alcoves, he smirked and, placing once again his hand in the cradle of her back, he motioned her forward.
    As they walked, he leaned forward, his mouth by her ear.
    "You need to listen to your body Little One. I am following your words, but your being wasn't choosing the alcoves, wasn't it?"
    He chuckled but pushed her ahead, preventing her from changing her mind.

    They climbed the short set of stairs and he enjoyed with delight as the tight dress crept up her thighs when she took each step. Her heels were enhancing the curve of her legs and he allowed his fingers to trail from her calf to her thigh. Her skin was so soft, so young. And the sheer fabric of her dress was leaving no doubt that she wasn't wearing anything underneath. He couldn't help but imagine her, on all four, her dress pulled up to her thin waist, her ass in display for everyone to admire but only for him to touch. What a treasure!

    They slid in the velvet and leather alcove. The booths were half circle with a small round table and continuous sitting around it, enabling guests to sit facing each other or next to each other. For now, Matthew took, on purpose, the seat opposite Honey, leaving the table between them. He smiled, looked at Honey, then at the other guests surrounding them. On the other side of the aisle, a voluptuous blonde was having her breasts eaten up by her partner. Her head rested against the back of her seat and her half-closed eyes showed how much she was enjoying the attention. That part of the club was a little quieter and the woman's moans were loud enough that Matthew and Honey could hear her. Matthew watched the couple without shame before slowly returning to Honey.

    He grinned. A hawk savoring the delicacy he was going to feast on later. Honey was such a pearl of innocence.

    "So? Why did you choose the alcoves?" he asked her.
     
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