“Actually,” I said with a smile, “I have an idea on
that.” I explained my idea, and both Roger and Sian’s
mouths fell open.

“Why didn’t we ever think of that?” he said.

“Brilliant,” she said.

I laughed, pleased at the compliment. Then a thought
occurred to me. “I suppose the video store owner will
get his bounty?”

Sian smiled slyly at me, and spread her legs to stroke
her wet pussy. “If you come here and use that tongue
on me again, he might get the fiver.” I crawled over,
thinking that I would try to earn him a ten-spot.

Part 2: Cast of Thousands

Normally, I am a bit self-conscious going to the clubs
with Andrew. I have always had a problem with my
weight, and while I am not obese, I am rounder than I
would like. ‘Drew says that I am Rubenesque, the dear.
He likes me soft and ample, and I have slowly become
more open with my body. Losing a stone in fat helped
quite a bit as well, so that now I feel nearly
comfortable putting on the clothes we both admire we
attend the clubs.

Last night, when ‘Drew suggested we go to the club, I
protested only a little. He is a horny little bastard,
and quite openly oggles the other women there. I don’t
mind much, because he is mine and I benefit from his
horniness. When I say he is mine, I mean it too. We
have grown into a relationship where he is more of a
sex slave than a normal boyfriend. At his urging, I
have become accustomed to using him for my own
pleasure and when he is horny is more eager to please
me. For example, after he suggested we go to the club,
I let him shave me carefully, so that my crotch was
smooth as a baby’s bottom. Then, he licked my tender
pubes for about an hour, during which I came
repeatedly.

Perhaps the oddest thing about ‘Drew is that he really
does enjoy it when I deny him orgasms. He loves the
feeling of “wanting to” more than the feeling of
actually orgasming. He says it is like Christmas Eve,
waiting anxiously for your present. I am growing to
enjoy it myself, especially since I can just sit back
and do nothing else but enjoy his effort to please me.

So last night I came a half dozen times, while all
Drew did was please me. I let him snuggle with his
erection between my butt cheeks when I went to sleep,
but he wasn’t allowed to orgasm. Hard to believe he
likes it that way, but he does.

Then tonight, while we were getting ready for the
club, I made sure he understood that he was not to
orgasm without my permission. He got a quite wounded
look, the dog. He had the gall to tell me he would
never do that, when we both knew full well that after
a couple weeks of repeated “denials” his balls were
quite full and he would cum if another woman looked
even at his dick. So it was a lie, but an endearing
one.