I could not believe this was happening to me. I wanted Chloe bad and was willing
to wait...but she apparently had other plans for me. I was at Joe's Pub. It's
where I always went after we had a fight. I wasn't one to drown my sorrows in
cheap gin, but I did need to just get away. I was taking a sip of my club soda
when I noticed the girl. Girl, woman, babe, potential-horizontal-partner --
whatever the current nomenclature -- she was it. Pretty, Asian and in her early
twenties. Make that Asian-with-tits, better than chocolate-chip-cookie-dough ice
cream. It figured. I can get in a row with my fiancée, but I can't seem to avoid
her. Like the girl in the bar, Chloe was an Asian-with-tits. They were
different. Chloe was a Singaporean, twenty-eight, business suit and very
profession. The one at the bar was young wearing a summer dress that was destine
to be given away once she hit thirty. There was an unspoken rule that such
outfits can only be worn while you have a two in the first digit of your age.
This one was at least eight years from thirty. In his infinite wisdom, God
touched this girl's mind. She made eye contact with me, smiled, got off her
stool and started walk towards me. I looked over my shoulder for the
model/body-builder/movie-star who must have been sitting behind me. Just a
couple construction worker types. ``Hey sailor,'' she said. ``Buy me a drink.''
``I'm not a sailor,'' I replied. Obviously, she had a sailor fetish which
explained why she'd come over. I mean, I look surprisingly like a comptroller
for an advertising firms. By coincidence, that's my profession. ``I know that,''
she laughed. ``You look like a business type who does racquet ball on the
weekends and a stair master twice at week at lunch time.'' ``Stationary bike,''
I replied waving toward the bartender. She ordered a planters punch. It came
with a little stirring straw which no one ever bothers to drink through. She
bothered. Red lipstick wrapped around the straw. Had I been her knight in shiny
armour, a loud gong would have been heard. She knew what I was starring at. She
set her drink down and smiled. ``What's your name?'' she asked. ``Rod.'' ``I'm
Cherry,'' she replied. ``And I'm going to tell you why I'm talking with you.
Your not bad looking and certainly won't spend half a date looking at yourself
in the mirror. You seem like a nice guy and I'm willing to give you a chance.''
``A chance?'' I asked. ``Yes, we're going to date. If we hit it off, we'll do
the who rigmarole. We'll both get tested and take it to that next stage and Date
with a capital `D' that stands for fornication. First you have to prove that you
won't bore me to death and that you're a nice guy.'' I looked up half expecting
to see God looking down at me giving me a sly wink. Christ, Allah, Jehovah or
Krishna, the wink was inferred. ``Look, Cherry. I'm a nice guy and I wouldn't
bore you. For a woman like you I'd juggle while riding a unicycle. I'll be
honest. I'm engaged and very much in love.'' Again, she did unto the straw what
every guy in the wished was done unto them. ``What if I said it didn't matter?
What if I wanted you anyway and wanted you tonight?'' I set my drink down and
stood up to leave. ``I'd be dishonest if I said you're not a temptation, but I
already have someone else.'' Behind me I heard clapping. I turned around to see
my fiancée to end all fiancées, Chloe. She smiled and quickly planted a kiss on
my cheek. ``I knew you'd pass,'' she said with a laugh. Most men when
propositioned by a beautiful woman and then greeted so warmly by a second would
be ecstatic. Most men hadn't had the day I had. ``You can be such a bitch,'' was
all I said as I headed for the door. Chloe and Cherry caught up to me out on the
street before I could hail a cab. Each took an arm and steered me down the
street. Chloe in her typical straight-to-business fashion, explained. ``I'm
sorry we fought earlier but Cherry is here to help.'' I looked over at Cherry
wondering if I should air our dirty laundry. I figured she was already privy to
all our secrets so I replied, ``What, by testing me? I've waited this long, I
told you I could wait another six months.'' Chloe snuggled closer to me and I
could feel myself melting. ``Darling,'' she said. ``Cherry is the solution to
our problem. I'm going to let you sleep with her.'' I stopped and looked Chloe
right in the eyes. She was dead serious. I knew this wasn't a test or some
bizarre game. ``Wait right here,'' I said to both of them as I stepped into the
convenience store we'd halted by. ``One mega-buckets ticket, please.'' I told
the clerk. I gave him a buck and got what I knew was the sole winning ticket to
this week's thirty million dollar jackpot. It wasn't ESP that gave me this
knowledge. It was more simple than that. A beautiful Asian girl approached me in
a bar and propositioned me. Too good to be true. My equally beautiful fiancée
who just so happens to still be a virgin and who refuses to give head because
she hates the taste tells me that this other girl is mine as payment for my
patience. Obviously, if the lottery ticket wasn't a winner, gold was going to
fall out of the sky, so I'd more than make my buck back plus a couple of casinos
in Atlantic City. I was in a daze as we caught a cab and found myself sandwiched
between two women who were nuzzled up against me. It made some sense, but not
total. If Chloe had been anyone else, I would have pushed her to find a way to
satisfy me. Even though we'd been dating for a while, she still intimidated me.
I'd met Chloe two years ago at the company picnic. If I'd known who she was, I
wouldn't have had the guts to ask her out. It was when I picked her up for our
first date, that I realized who she was. There were over three thousand people
working for our firm. Of all the other employees I could have hit on, I chose
the boss's daughter. Yes, he's worth millions while I'm worth a $1.48 on payday.
Chloe liked me because I'd asked her out not knowing who she was and because it
didn't bother me that she was the only woman amongst the four million in the
Tri-State area that was saving herself for marriage. When we made it up to
Chloe's flat, she had her own ideas on foreplay. Cherry was sipping a glass of
wine and I was nursing a beer as Chloe laid down the ground-rules. ``Rod, I love
you and it will hurt me to know you're making love to another woman.'' I started
to interrupt her, but she motioned for me to keep quiet. ``I love you and want
you to be happy, but not too happy. You're not allowed to make love to Cherry or
even to have sex with her.'' ``Then what are we talking about?'' I asked.
``We'll define it as masturbation inside her,'' Chloe explained. ``You'll lie on
my bed blind folded. You won't be allowed to touch her. No kissing. No fondling
her breasts. She'll then satisfy you and leave. And best of all we don't have to
worry about silliness like disease or pregnancy. I did my homework in choosing
Cherry.'' I thought about it for a second. Given that I had not made love to a
woman in over two years, I could live with her rules. I nodded my head and Chloe
didn't waste any time. She slid next to me on the couch, threw her arms around
me and started kissing me like a woman possessed. The whole idea seemed to turn
her on incredibly, do much for her speech on being the hurt lover sharing me. I
couldn't help buy notice Cherry watching us. It was a little strange, but when
in Rome... As our tongues probed each other's mouth, I opened her blouse and she
clawed to get my shirt off. This was exactly the situation we'd been in when
we'd had the row that had sent me off to Joe's Pub, a row Chloe must have
planned. The difference this time was that now she'd arranged a way to satisfy
me. Before we got to the below the waist stage, Chloe took me by the hands and
lead me into her bedroom. She sat me on the edge of the bed, while she took a
red silk scarf and used it to blind fold me. ``Do you remember the rules?'' she
demanded. ``Of course, I do.'' I replied. I couldn't see her, but somehow that
added to the edge of authority in her voice. ``And they're acceptable!'' she
added. ``Of course,'' I answered. Chloe didn't waste time. I stood up so she
could slide my pants off, along with shoes and socks. Chloe stepped away from me
and I was turned over to Cherry. She didn't waste time either and immediately
took my cock in her mouth as I sat on the edge of the bed. It was something
Chloe would never do because she even loathed the taste of pre-cum. For all
intensive purposes, I was a virgin. I'd had a normal to above normal sex life
before Chloe and then two years of no mouth, vagina or even ass. That made me a
virgin in forty-nine of the fifty states and the District of Columbia. The
feeling of Cherry's tongue making circles around the head of my cock was going
to send me over the edge. Thirty seconds of blow job and I was going to shoot
off. One hand instinctively grabbed Cherry by the back of the head just to make
sure that it wasn't going to try and dodge responsibility. My other hand
more-than-instinctively grabbed her abundance of breasts. Her mouth was working
up and down furiously, while my hand played roughly with her breasts. It had
been far too long to ponder being gentle. Chloe was not gentle either. Just as I
was about to come, the blow came. It sent me reeling and left my face stinging.
``You bastard,'' she screamed. ``What?'' I asked fumbling for the blindfold. She
grabbed my hands. ``What are you doing?'' she demanded. ``I can do more than
slap you.'' Her voice had the edge of a knife. ``Chloe's what's going on?'' I
asked. She was on top of me and had pinned my hands over my head. I could have
easily thrown her off, but this was the woman of my dreams and I wasn't going to
hurt her. ``You bastard. I told you not tits. You're not supposed to make love
to her.'' ``I'm sorry. It's been two years.'' Chloe had been lucky that up until
this point I hadn't jumped any mannequin at Sax. I was in no position to point
this out. ``Well, this won't due,'' she replied. ``New rule.'' ``What?'' I
asked. Chloe didn't answer. She slid my hands together over my head and before I
could react slipped them into what felt like handcuffs. ``Chloe? What are you
doing?'' Yes, I knew what she was doing, but I didn't know what she was DOING.
She remained silent and slid off me. Any protest I may have had was quickly
silenced as Cherry mouth returned to her work. While Cherry provided the oral
distraction, Chloe brought my cuffed hands over my head and attached them to the
bed. Shackles pulled my legs apart and were also attached to the bed. I didn't
care long so long as Cherry's mouth did it's work. I quickly came back to life.
I could feel her breast slide against me as she climbed on top of me. She was
straddling me. I couldn't believe. It was actually going to happen. Two years of
cold showers and then it was over. I last all over fifteen seconds inside her
and had a very anticlimactic climax. I could hear Chloe laugh as Cherry climbed
off of me. Chloe took her place. ``It's okay, dear.'' she cooed. Cherry will be
back in a few minutes. You certainly didn't leave her satisfied and I'm sure
you'll be up for a few more times.'' ``At least,'' I replied. Chloe was naked,
very wet and wasted no time. I was blindfolded and spread eagle, but she could
still use my mouth. She straddled me and started to rub furiously against my
tongue. I loved her taste and always had made her come even though she hadn't
offered me an acceptable form of reciprocation. As Chloe rubbed away, I again
felt a mouth begin to work on my penis. Cherry's technique was different this
time, but still effective. Chloe exploded and was about to when I felt something
cool and metal slip around my shaft. I wanted to explode by it was blocking me.
I pushed my hips up furiously and heard Cherry gag, as Chloe slid off my face.
No matter how hard I thrust, I couldn't overcome the pressure of the ring.
``What are you doing?'' I asked Chloe trying not to let any desperation creep
into my voice. The only thing that got her off more than a ride on my face was
control and I didn't want her to know her's was now total. Chloe was patient
with her explanation. ``This is your punishment for your fondling Cherry's
tits.'' ``You bitch,'' I replied. ``You set me up. You already had the ring and
the handcuffs. You knew what would happen.'' ``Yes, so what?'' Chloe's voice was
ice cold, but I didn't care. Cherry was on top of me and I was pounding into her
furiously. I was convinced that if I could just fuck her hard enough, I could
overcome the pressure of the ring. Cherry let out a squeal and shuttered. I
didn't let up and she was quickly back in rhythm. She let out out a much louder
yell and shook more fiercely. I doubled my efforts to thrust upwards. The third
time did her in. She was screaming at the top of her lungs and rolled off me
when the shuttering ceased. She slipped off the bed leaving me fucking the air.
Immediately a mouth engulfed my penis. I had no idea who the new party was, I
didn't care. I didn't care when another woman straddled my face. I worried for a
second that I was breaking the rules, but Chloe could have put a stop to it when
ever she wanted. I just kept fucking with both tongue and penis. When the woman
on my face finished another took her place. Mercifully, the one who was giving
me head, slid the ring up and off my cock. Another woman all together than
mounted my penis while my saviour cupped my balls in her hand. The woman on my
face came in unison with me. I was given no rest. A huge pair of breasts was
dangled in my face as a mouth worked to resurrect me. I have no idea how many
times I came. Five or six. It was like being seventeen again. I don't know how
many women road my face or dangled their breast in my mouth. I didn't care. Two
years of hot and heavy foreplay with Chloe and I was being rewarded. I fell
asleep in my hand cuffs and slept more soundly than I had in two years. I was
dead to the world.
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