Watching Kelly’s antics with the vibrator she had just opened at her bachelorette party, Laura couldn’t stop laughing. While she had been surprised to receive the invitation, she had been happy to come. They were starting the night in a hotel room in a sumptuously expensive suite in a hotel on Michigan Avenue. Later they would go out in a limo for a night on the town. The trilling of her cell phone had her moving quickly so as not to bother Kelly. Moving out onto the balcony, she answered the call she knew would be Paul.
“Hey, sweetheart, sorry to bother you, but I can’t seem to find the file on the Stone property. Where is it?”
“I’m sorry, but it’s at home. I took it with me to work on last night. You can go over and get it if you want.”
She heard him sigh heavily.
“I’m really sorry, Paul.”
“Its okay, but it’s just one more reason you should move in and do everything from here. It just makes sense.”
“Paul, please, let’s not have this conversation right now. I have Kelly giving me death glares and I have to go.”
“Just don’t have too much fun, okay?”
“I won’t, I promise. Do you want me to go over to your place tonight? It might be really late.”
“That would be good. It doesn’t matter how late it is.”
“Okay, I’ll see you tonight.”
The doors opened, and she was shocked to realize she was still out on the balcony, her mind centered only on Paul.
“Hello? What are you doing out here?”
“I’m sorry, Kelly, I just—Paul asked me to move in with and I don’t know what to do.”
“Wow, I never thought I would see the day. That’s great! You say yes. What’s the matter?” Kelly seemed genuinely surprised.
“I’m in love with him and I’m scared that it’s just sex on his part. He doesn’t want to love someone. So yes, the sex is amazing, and five or six times a week obviously means there is something there—but what if it is just sex and not something deeper on his side, like I need there to be and am hoping there is?”
“Five times a week? Are you serious?”
“What? Did you guys do it more?”
“No way. It was usually just once a week. Sometimes when he was really stressed out it would be twice a week. I never spent the night at his place. I’ve only ever been there, like, twice, and that was to run him over paperwork. Laura, there is something much deeper going on for Paul. Take it from someone who worked with him for years. The guy you’ve just described is not the man I knew. That’s a great thing, it really is. I’m happy for the both of you.”
“I love him so much I’m scared to lose him. I don’t want to move in with him until I know he loves me back and is willing to take us to the next level.”
“I can understand that would be scary, but sometimes you just have to jump for it,” Kelly said. “How is holding out and waiting any better than what you’re going through now? Yes, you have Paul beside you, but you’re all freaked out and scared, and how can you really enjoy what you have with him all stressed like that? You have to put it out there and let him know.”
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That night, at just after two, she let herself in with her key and did her best to be quiet, sure he would be asleep already. She was really hoping he would be asleep. He’d been at the office when she got ready, and she’d worn a dress she knew he wouldn’t like. One of the few tight and small dresses she had left. Even though she knew he wouldn’t like it, she’d felt compelled because she wanted to fit into the bachelorette party.
She gasped when the lights flicked on.
“What a bad girl you are to be out so late.” His voice was deep, down to the note that immediately made her pussy wet. It was the voice he used when he was going to be rough, and dear Lord she didn’t care if it was wrong, but she liked it rough.
“I’m sorry. Kelly—”
“Shut up! Don’t blame this on Kelly. You were out late making all the men pant over you in that tight dress with your tits hanging out. Did you make their dicks hard? You did it on purpose, didn’t you?” He was coming toward her completely naked, and his cock was hard. Her nipples tightened in anticipation.
“No, I’m sorry Paul—”
“You aren’t sorry! You look like a whore in this dress!” He pulled her to him with the straps of the tight black dress, and then he ripped it right down the middle and pushed her away.
“You are so lucky to be wearing panties right now. If I found out you had gone out without your pussy covered, you would have had to pay.” Then it was there, the smack on her ass. The sound echoed around her. Her pussy quivered, and she wondered if she was going to come just from the spanking, like she had the last time.