Chapter 30
CHAPTER THIRTY
“I thought I’d come see you next week for Thanksgiving instead of Christmas, this year. Are you going to be home?” Chris asked his mother.
“Of course, dear. You know we always love to see you.” The sunlines beside her eyes deepened.
“Is it all right if I bring guests?”
Kate and Yvonne had been shopping together and were putting away their finds, and he’d taken the opportunity to video call his parents.
He hadn’t introduced them to a woman since they moved to Arizona and he usually only visited at Christmas.
Now, he was impatient to introduce Kate and Yvonne to them.
“A lady friend?” his mother asked, her hopefulness obvious.
“Lady friends,” he answered with emphasis on the ‘s.’
“Someone special?”
“Yes, Mom, they’re very special to me.” He grinned as he leaned away from his tablet. Damn, her squeal could rival that of a whipped submissive. Chris could hear his father in the background and the clattering of dishes.
His mother said something to his dad he couldn’t catch, before she returned. “I’m sorry, honey, but your father is making a mess of dinner. Looking forward to seeing y’all when you get here,” his mother rushed before she ended the call.
Before he had the chance to shoot his mom a clarifying text, Kate and Yvonne strutted into the room wearing only lingerie.
Kate had on an emerald-green teddy that accentuated her eyes, while Yvonne wore a pink bra-and-panty set that matched her personality and the blush on her cheeks.
Kate took the phone from his limp fingers before he dropped it and placed it on a side table before standing behind him.
Chris looked at his leather-clad legs and nearly lost it.
Kate’s long slender fingers with raspberry red fingernails curved around his hips.
Between his opened legs, Yvonne was kneeling, her hands on his thighs.
He groaned, and Kate chuckled next to his ear.
“Relax, big guy. You’re going to make a lot more noise before we finish with you.
” She nipped his earlobe, and he had to grip the chair’s arms to stay seated.
By submitting to Kate, he was learning about the benefits of delayed gratification.
She would tease him to the brink of orgasm repeatedly and make him wait for hours.
Chris suspected she might make it days in the future.
Somehow, the thought appealed to him. He liked Kate in charge of his orgasms.
“Tell Yvonne what you want,” Kate ordered.
Chris looked the younger woman in her bright blue-grey eyes.
“Open my pants, angel.”
She moved her small hands upwards and unbuttoned the top. Kate gripped his hips tightly. “Take it slow, dear. Let’s build the anticipation.”
Chris couldn’t see Kate’s face, but he was sure her eyes gleamed possessively. Kate loved being in control of them both.
Kate watched as Yvonne unbuttoned Chris’s leathers. In her mind it was a benefit of Chris coming over on his bike instead of with his truck. The man looked sinfully good in leather. His cock sprang free, and Yvonne gasped in surprise. The sneaky imp had gone commando.
As Yvonne stroked his length, Chris’s head rolled back, and Kate used the opportunity to suck on the side of his neck. He brought his big hand to the back of her head to hold her in place, and she bit his earlobe and tugged until he let go of her.
“Good boy, hands on the armrests.”
His muscles tensed, and Kate waited for him to comply. She watched him struggle with his need to dominate and his wish to submit and let out the breath when he obeyed her.
“Can you keep them where I want them or do I need to restrain you?”
“I’ll hold them there, Mistress,” he replied hoarsely.
“Good enough.” Kate nipped his earlobe and played with his nipples as she addressed Yvonne, “Take him in your mouth and play with your pussy, angel.”
Kate watched with pleasure as Yvonne slid her hand inside the lacy pink panty while bobbing her head on Chris’s cock.
Kate had Yvonne practicing with a cucumber, and the submissive could now take Chris all the way to the back of her throat.
Kate pinched his nipples in time with Yvonne’s ministrations, and Chris held the armrests in a death grip.
As their breathing became heavier and she started to lose her rhythm, Kate decided it was time to take it to the bedroom.