Kate 3xploring the Deep End ♐ #2
"Don’t worry, Dad, I’ll have her home by one at the latest.” Leo had a confidence in him that worked well with Vincent. It worked well with everyone.
"Well, bring me a souvenir.” What the fuck was Vinny talking about?
"That’s an intriguing idea.” Leo said as he glanced at me and then Vinny again. “Lucky man.”
"Ok you two, let’s get this show on the road.” I was not sure where this was going, but after a quick goodbye, Leo had me sitting in the front seat of his sports car, heading down the road.
"Where did Vincent kiss you?” He asked as he glanced at my cheeks.
"What do you mean? Like on my cheek before we left?” I asked.
"Yes.” He answered with a bit of an edge.
"Right here on my left cheek.” I pointed as I spoke.
"Good, remember that for later.” Leo drove us first to a cafe. It was empty except for the workers. It surprised me how he literally wanted to discuss the commercial.
"It is crucial that you get Eric to agree to be in the ad. People love sports, and he’s an up-and-comer.
Do you think there is any chance he won’t want to be part of it?
” Leo showed me some storyboards about how the ad would show Eric hitting a few balls before moving to shots of me working him over on a table.
”I can’t imagine it will be a difficult ask, but I guess you never know.” I said with a shrug; I knew full well that I could convince him, one way or another.
”Good. Then we’ll make you famous as his physical therapist.” Leo cracked a sly look.
My mind was bouncing all over. Seriously?
I didn’t want my relationship with him to be in a commercial!
I stopped the rabbit hole my mind was about to disappear down, remembering this wasn’t an ad for our relationship; it’s an ad for the office. It will be just fine.
Several hours had passed, and Leo took me to a bar. It was not a nice bar, a bit of a dive, but they knew him.
“This place may not be your style, but it’s one of my favorite spots in the area.” I hadn’t even considered that Leo wasn’t from this part of Texas.
”You aren’t from here?” My question popped out quickly as we sat in a booth in the back.
”No baby-girl. I’m from the East.” His explanation was more in-depth than just a direction, but that’s nunya.
At this point, I was trying my best to be smooth and cool. Maybe I had misread him. Perhaps he was messing with me when he said not to wear panties. Maybe that was all just him being the alpha jungle cat. I was wrong.
”Get closer here.” He wrapped an arm around me. Leo had an intoxicating aroma. Indeed, something Earthly and warming all at once. “What would you like to drink?”
”Dirty martini, extra olives please.”
“Sure.” He waved down a waitress wearing a corset and matching panties. I found myself checking her out. “My date here will have a dirty vodka martini with extra olives; I will take a water, please. Lemon with that.”
”Great! I’ll get those for you two. I’m Stephie.” She was a cute brunette with a million-dollar smile. I couldn’t help but feel a bit out of place. This bar catered to men, and wait a second, did he just order water?
”Um, did you order water?” I know I was making a weird face when I asked the question.
A crooked grin skewed his mouth. “Yes, I’ve been clean and sober for a long time, baby-girl.” The term 'baby-girl' was previously a bit annoying for me, but the way he said it, it felt like I was getting all the approval I ever wanted. I wondered if that would fade.
“Well that is an admirable trait, that you can keep yourself from drink——“ His hand was reaching across as his body turned, and suddenly his fingers were up my skirt.
He whispered, “Spread your legs, baby-girl.” I didn’t protest. I don’t know if his words went straight to controlling my muscles, but that’s exactly what happened.
I gasped as his fingers found my quim (look it up, you heathens, although it’s more likely a heathen might know that term).
His finger slid up and down my lips, slowly.
Then, up and down each outer lip. “You tried really hard to get it perfect for me. Didn’t you? ”
I found myself nodding and gripping his wrist as the server returned. “Ok! Here’s the martini for you, miss. And the ice water for our Leo here.”
”Thanks, doll.” Leo glanced at her up and down as she walked away. “Do you like her?” He asked as he began playing with my lips again.
“She is delightful,” I said as his touch continued exploring my folds.
“Yeah but would you eat her pussy while you are being taken doggy-style?” His voice was always so calm. How did he never show his cards?
”I don’t know. I’ve never done anything with a woman.” I was kinda lying, but ya know what, I don’t always want to talk about everything that happened in college.
”Baby-girl.” His voice snapped. “You missed a spot here.” Leo’s finger rubbed up and down where a few hairs were left. “I know you’ll do better. You may want to get waxed next time.” It didn’t feel like a suggestion as he finally slid a finger inside me.
“Oh God.” Was all that escaped my lips as his finger slipped further in and curled expertly to my gspot.
“Na, just Leo.” He smirked as he pressed and moved from side to side. “Ah, there you are, Kate.” He felt my body tense a bit as I slumped in the seat.
“Why can’t my husband find it that quickly?” The thought escaped my lips before I could stop it.
”That’s absurd. Vincent is a nice guy, I can tell. He is a sexual voyeur, though. You can see it in his eyes. He doesn’t want to make you feel this pleasure, Vinny wants to see you feel this pleasure.” Leo’s tone was even and so sexy. His words could be wrong, but all I could do was nod.
”Ye- um… yes. I mean yes you are…”
He cut me off. “Just listen. Have you been a baby-girl before? Just nod.” I shook my head, not sure I knew what he meant. He was right; I wasn’t able to talk with how he was fingering me. My legs were spread wide, the skirt covering his hand just barely.
”You are such a good baby-girl. I’m shocked.” He didn’t seem shocked. He looked at me with a raised eyebrow. “Do you want me to stop?”
I quickly shook my head from side to side. Taking a drink of my martini. His fingering was almost painfully slow. Then another drink. He continued to tease me. Then I finished my drink. He smirked at me. Leo knew what he was doing.
“Ok, time for a second finger.” Leo pulled his fingers out, then thrust two inside me, resuming the death curl into my gspot. I nearly jumped out of the seat as his movements were making my hips grind and buck with the motion. “Steph is coming back. I want you to ask her to watch.”
I shook my head no. I was grabbing at his wrist. What is with these men going after me in public?
”Baby-girl. You can’t say no this early on, you’ll ruin the fun.” Is he saying he will stop if I don’t? I mean, would I be ok with him stopping? Maybe I should stop all of this and go home and get ready for church in the morning.
”Hey there! Can I get you a refill on your martini?” Stephie asked, looking at me.
”Yes, she’ll take one more.” Leo answered for me with a charm. There it was again.
As she turned to walk away, I loudly said, “Hurry back!”
Leo laughed as he patted my pussy. “Good-fucking-girl.” He looked at me with a smile that was calming down quickly. “When she comes back, you need to ask her if she wants to exchange phone numbers. Got it? Get the digits, or you don’t get my digits.” His request wasn’t that bad, right?
It felt like those next moments were loud and bright and dark and deafeningly silent all at once.
Looking around the bar, nobody was particularly looking at us.
There were a couple of pool tables off to the side, one with college guys, the other looked like “friendly” bikers.
I mean, how can you tell if bikers are friendly?
Leo kept teasing my quim; rubbing up and down, patting it at various degrees of force, but not quite a spank.
As Steph began walking back to us with the martini, he pushed his two fingers back inside me. He had wonderful fingers.
Stephie placed the drink on the table. “Here you go, miss.”
”You can call me Kate.” I managed to spit out the words without yelling. I gripped the table and smiled at her with a flushed face.
”OK, cool Kate. Are you ok?” Her face turned to one of genuine concern.
”Yes, I’m fine. I’m just enjoying a night out with Leo here.” My hands gripped the table.
Leo whispered in my ear, “Tell her to come closer to watch, then move your skirt up, baby-girl.” That wasn’t the deal! I could already tell this guy was going to be trouble, but once again his words went straight to controlling my muscles.
”Want to see what he is doing?” I asked her, and I fully expected to get arrested at that moment. What kind of stupid, horrible, crazy, bold, nasty, horrendous behavior was…
Stephie interrupted my thought by leaning forward to look over the table. She was into it. Thank God! My hand moved down from the edge of the table to lift the edge of my hem; her eyes immediately feasted on Leo’s hand, pumping in and out. He started going faster and faster.
”Keep your eye contact with her, Kate.” Leo became very determined to make me orgasm at that moment, and suddenly, I learned that I have a bit of an exhibitionist kink; I leaned heavily towards him.
He held me in place as I kept looking up at Stephie.
I’m not sure why he thought I could make eye contact with her as her eyes devoured the sexual display taking place right in front of her.
Stephie glanced around just once as the orgasm made it feel like my head was detaching from my body.
She quickly handed Leo a rolled set of silverware, which I immediately bit down.
Stephie and Leo both watched as I shook and came hard.
The moment was so powerful my eyes closed, and a gush of juices (sorry squirter fans, not a squirt this time either) flowed onto the seat as another napkin slid under me.