Chapter 9
After viewing the Red job board on Tuesday I decided to mull over the jobs that were listed and enjoy the day-to-day life of being back in my family bubble again.
It was on Friday that James asked as we curled up in bed ready to go to sleep, “You haven’t mentioned any playmate jobs this week, is everything ok? ”
“Yes, it’s totally fine. I’ve just been enjoying settling into real life again.
I think something has changed in me. I no longer worry so much about finding the next job or if I’ll get another job because I know there are always jobs available for me to do.
The worry has gone, or I’ve rewired my brain to relax or something. ” I smile back at him reassuringly.
“That sounds pretty sensible. There is no pressure from me to do the jobs and you’ve certainly alleviated all the financial pressure we were having just by doing the last job alone. Are you going to have a break for a bit?”
“No. Well, this week yes but I’ve had the Red job board on my mind. I was called into Sandy’s office on Tuesday, and she gave me the news that the owners have decided to give me early access due to the weeklong charity job I did and how well I handled it.”
“Is that so?” James replies, raising one eyebrow.
“Yep. You’re looking at an all-access level playmate now,” I say smugly.
“So how come you didn’t mention it?” James sounds bemused and a pang of guilt hits me.
“I’m not sure. I guess I needed a bit more time for it to sink in.
It’s been a big week with so many emotions leaving the guys after the week in captivity, then our weekend away which was just beautiful.
I wanted to just sit in my real life for a few days with you and the kids.
Seeing as our money worries are much less, I took heed to what Sandy suggested and wanted to look after my mental health before I took another job. ”
“Seems sensible to me. What did Sandy say in your meeting then?” James probes.
“She was lovely, I saw a different side to her this time, one that Sophie always alluded to but not having known her that long, I hadn’t seen it yet.
She was warm, maternal and happy that I’d done so well at the charity job.
She said she had no doubt I could and would take the Red jobs but I should make sure I look after myself and my own mental well being.
She was sweet, I was grateful for her kindness. ”
“I take it you’ve had a look at the job board by now. What is on there?”
“Unusual kinks and jobs, I know that much. I don’t really know what they mean, Sophie made me promise to speak to her before taking any, so that’s what I’m going to do.
A few have piqued my interest, more than a few if I’m honest. When I started as a playmate, all the jobs were new, and I didn’t know what they involved.
The jobs on the Red board feel the same but I’m guessing with job names like blood play and needles, they are more extreme.
But now I’ve sat with them the last few days, they don’t frighten me, they intrigue me. ”
“They frighten me for you!” exclaims James.
“You know the rules, no scars or harm will come. It’s all for sexual pleasure and strangely the needles don’t bother me, but I think I’ll pass on the blood.”
“Okay. When do you plan on dipping your toe in the Red jobs? Or will you continue with the Green and Amber where I’m guessing you haven’t even begun to cover all the crazy kinks seeing as you were on neither for long enough?”
“I think I will apply next week. See what kind of mood I’m in when I sit down to apply, I’m thinking.”
“Sounds like I plan, I guess. Talking about next week, I have something to run past you. Now you have shut your business down, I was wondering if instead of going to your office on Thursdays, you could be my own personal submissive before the kids come home. I can work from home, so you don’t need to do it in my office,” he winks, smiling broadly at me.
“I have thought of nothing but you in that velvet collar since we’ve been home. ”
“Really? Well, it is my most favourite accessory.” I chirp in reply.
“Actually, that’s a lie—yes, I have been thinking of you in that collar for endless hours. I have also been thinking of you spit-roasted between me and Matty.”
Hearing Matty’s name makes my heart begin to pound in my chest. We haven’t seen him since we’ve been back, which isn’t unusual. But something deep down makes me want to see him and check in on him. “Have you spoken to him since we’ve been back?” I enquire.
“Yes of course, he’s spoken of nothing else except our Monday morning together. He says it feels like we’ve given him a drug and now his appetite for it has gone through the roof, he needs to sate it.”
“Sate it how?” I ask, wondering if he’s going to find himself at a swingers club this weekend.
“He wants to do it again.”
“Again,” I repeat and ask, “Again like with anyone or again with us?”
“Again with us Rose Petal, with you and me.”
“And what did you say?” I ask, but judging by the look on his face I can guess already.
“I said I can’t stop reliving that morning either and am keen to do it again but I would need to run it past you first. What do you think, how does the idea of us three getting together again make you feel?”
“I-I,” I stammer trying to choose the right words.
My heart is skipping a beat because my body is screaming that it sure as hell wants to do it again, don’t get me started on what my pussy is saying.
But my head, my heart, they’re trying to protect me and be cautious, they also don’t want me to sound too excited for the fact James might share me again with his best friend.
“I haven’t stopped replaying the morning with us three together in my head like a broken record,” I reply as honestly as I can, trying to persuade my heart it was the act of us three together and not the person we were doing it with that is giving me butterflies at the prospect of doing it again.
“So you’d be keen to do it again, we can book a date?” James asks earnestly. I can see he is trying to read my expression and whether I actually want to or whether I am agreeing because he wants to. “You’re sure?”
“Book a date, I’m very happy to re-enact our Monday morning sex session again. I do have one request,” I start.
“Anything. Tell me,” he urges, hanging onto my words.
“Can we do it in the evening? Maybe my parents can have the kids for a sleepover so we can all relax and take our time? Maybe Matty can stay rather than leave like a dirty secret this time.”
“Great idea, we can absolutely do that, I have no doubt Matty won’t have a problem.”
“That’s settled then. I’ll let you know the jobs I book in over the next couple of weeks and you can arrange a date around them?”
James leans in and brushes his lips across mine, the scent of him and mint filling my senses as he holds one hand around my jaw. “Thank you, I know it’s different because it’s Matty and you are doing this for my sake, but thank you.”
“I’m doing it for us, us three. Why stop something that is so sexually charged it stays with you for days on end?” I reply matter of factly, hoping my heart is listening to my head.
“I know we haven’t done it since we’ve been back, but would you like me to read to you?” James asks, knowing how intimate and connecting it is for both of us.
“Is that code for cock warming, husband?” I ask, unable to hold in my smile.
“Yes, I was trying not to make it sound crude when I feel it’s the opposite of crude.”
“I would really like that, James,” I reply.
“Take off your nightie first, I want to feel all of you as you suckle me.”
That gets my nipples pebbling and a spark ignites straight to my clit.
Wordlessly I sit up, pull my silk camisole nightdress up over my head and put my pillow along the line of James’ left leg.
James shimmies his boxers off and I place my head onto his lap as I get comfortable.
I remember my book and sit up and reach for it on my nightstand before passing it to James and resettling in position.
One of my favourite parts of doing this is when James feeds his cock into my waiting mouth.
He is always rock hard and leaking from his slit.
James tentatively lowers his cock onto my tongue and the salty taste of his precum permeates my tastes buds.
It’s my favourite taste of him. Picking up my book, he begins to read.
My mouth waters so I suckle on the tip of his head and begin to feel my whole body relax just like it did on our weekend away.
I listen to the story James reads to me and can’t help but let my mind wander as I relax into him.
What would it be like to do this with Matty?
Is it too intimate to do with him? I wonder.
Would he touch my breasts or kiss my mouth next time?
I really should ask James what the full list of rules were last time.
James begins to soften in my mouth which allows my jaw to relax more now that I’m not so full of him. A deep calm settles over me and as always, I’m lulled to sleep by the timbre of James’ voice and the sucking of his now flaccid cock.