A Milf At The Country Club Pt 05

This is a story about a woman who thinks her life, and sex life is slipping away. Unaware that she is in the prime of both, she reaches out to what she perceives as the only options available to her. To make this point clear, I tell you that women in their late 30's and 40's are at their most sexy and sexually appealing. Here's a woman who discovers some pain can heighten her experiences, and she starts to like it.

A Milf at the Country Club

Part Five

The short trip from experimenting to serving

As they pulled into the parking lot Kimberly attempted to park in an open vacant area of the lot when she felt a little pressure on her clit, and she heard more instruction from him.

Rocky: "Park up front next to the door Kimberly. You don't get to hid yourself anymore."

What did he mean "She didn't get to hide herself"? What did he mean by "anymore"? She was just thinking about her dress being up so high with his hand beneath it and was trying not to let anyone see, and yet she knew he wasn't asking when he told her what to do, it was an order, and she was going to follow it no matter what. As she pulled close to the front door the pressure eased and became that light touch that was driving her insane the entire trip.

Rocky: "You want to cum so badly Kimberly, I know you do."

She knew it wasn't a question and she knew that he was right, but she was unsure of how to proceed in this moment. Could she just have a massive orgasm in the car right next to the door where people might see her? How was she to let him know how much she wanted that orgasm that had been building over the last ten minutes with his edging her? Then she remembered from the first time, the words he planted in her head, "you have to ask me for it." Even though he didn't say it this time, she heard it and knew just what to do to have it. So, she followed her twisted thinking and almost begged him for it.

Kimberly: "Yes, yes I want to cum so badly. I can't wait anymore. Would you please make me cum...sir?"

What the hell did I just say, she thought to herself? I called him sir as I was begging him to let me have my own orgasm. All I need to do is reach down there and I'll cum in no time flat. But all that brief rational thinking went away as soon as he spoke to her.

Rocky: "Remember the rules Kimberly, once you ask for it you must remain silent, no talking and no noise."

He started gently rubbing her button as he pushed a finger in and out of her, immediately taking her mind to having another crashing orgasm. She felt it building and didn't want him to stop and pinch her clit, so she grabbed the steering wheel like she was holding on for her life, bit her lip to stop herself from saying anything, and clenched her eyes shut so nothing would disturb her during this glorious feeling she was having inside. Then she heard his hypnotizing bringing her to another level.

Rocky: "I want you cum Kimberly, cum for me now."

As soon as he said that she erupted in a massive full body explosion of ecstasy, bringing her to a place higher than she had been the previous time. As she started to come down from her sexual high, she heard his low commanding voice once again.

Rocky: "You're a good slut Kimberly, and you're my slut."

She didn't even care that he called her a slut, she was just happy that she pleased him, and she felt relieved when he told her she was good, like a little girl getting confirmation from her daddy.

As she came back to reality he leaned over and pulled her to him, with his arm around her he kissed her on the forehead and hugged her. She felt so special in his embrace, and that kiss was something that helped scramble her thoughts, so she just enjoyed the moment no matter what. As he hugged her, he reminded her of how she was to act.

Rocky: "Remember when we go in, you don't sit on your pretty dress, you lift it, you place your bare ass on the seat, then you let your dress fall. Do not attempt to pull it down, just let it remain where it falls."

She tried to think about how high her dress would land, and how much the other patrons would be able to see? Being naked from the waist down was bad enough seated in the car, but in the club and out in the open? But something inside her wanted to be a "Good Slut" for him, and she didn't want to disappoint him again. She responded by just nodding her head in agreement and melted in his arms.

Rocky: "Now, you wait right here, and I will come to get you out of the car. Don't do anything other then what I tell you. Give me your keys, I will carry them for the night. Now do exactly as your told from here on out. When I return you will leave your clutch in the car and walk in on my arm. Do you understand Kimberly?"

She just nodded yes. For some reason she had no objection to giving this man her keys and doing exactly as he told her. The rational thoughts in her head had just about stopped by now, and all she cared about was her next orgasmic experience and pleasing this man as she experience it. He returned in just a few minutes, but it felt like longer to her as her mind raced the entire time he was gone. He opened the door and immediately scolded her like a little child.

Rocky: "What did you do Kimberly? Did I tell you to cover yourself? Did I tell you to pull your dress back down?"

At first, she didn't even know what he was talking about. She didn't know what to say or how to react, she didn't even realize she had straightened her dress upon her thighs. She simply shook her head no and looked down at the floor of the car. She was like a young girl that disappointed an authority figure that she wanted approval from, when he put one finger under her chin and lifted her gaze back to him.

Rocky: "It's OK my slut, I have no doubt you will make it up to me. All you need to do is be aware of your actions and follow my instructions. When you stand to exit the car, you will hold your dress at your waist until I tell you to let it drop."

He didn't wait for her to acknowledge his instructions this time, he simply took her left hand to assist her out the car like a formal man does for his date. As she exited the car, she held her dress up with her right hand as he placed her left on his shoulder. His right hand fell to her groin, and he cupped her pussy making sure to stroke her already swollen nub. His middle finger slid into her so easily like her body knew it belonged there and he told her to drop her dress and put her hand on his other shoulder. As she followed his instruction, she moved closer to him to join her hands behind his neck, and that finger went deeper into her waiting hole. Once inside her, all the way up to the third knuckle, he bent it just brushing her G-Spot area which sent a shock through her body and a soft yip from her mouth.

Rocky: "We will have plenty of time to play with that later on, and for you to show me that you're ready".

As he pulled his hand and finger from her zone of lust, she felt terribly disappointed. She remarked to herself that she felt so empty, after being fingered in the parking lot of a country club, she just wanted him back inside of her.

The layout of the club's main room was simple, it was a rectangular room with a stage at one end, with tables and chairs in front of it, a bar on one side of the table area, and an open portion used as the dance floor. On the back side is a curtain that hides a retractable wall with two doors in it, separating it from the banquet hall on the other side.

As they entered Kimberly noticed a semi round booth With a VIP placard on it, that she had never seen before, in the back corner of dance floor, not large but big enough for four people to sit comfortably. She wondered about it until she was led to that very booth and was told to sit on the end of one side. This time she didn't need to be told what to do with the hem of her dress, she lifted it before sitting and let it fall to her lap.

She thought that he had this arranged this prior to their arrival, but how could he possibly know she would be coming there tonight? Then she remembered, he had gone in for a few minutes before he got her out of the car and fingered her in the parking lot. But how could he pull this off so quickly, why does it have a linen tablecloth mostly used for the Saturday and Sunday? Her mind was ablaze with questions she should not ask, if she has learned anything so far it was not to question this man.

After she was seated where he told her to sit, he slid in from the other side just next to her, and he looked so confident and relaxed while she was a nervous wreck. Her husband comes here from time to time and what would happen if someone saw her and told him? This is not as she had planned, and she felt she had no control or input over the situation. Still in a state of confusion she just kept asking herself questions and lowered her head to look at her lap.

Rocky: "Kimberly, you are here with me, and I expect you to look at me not at your lap."

Kimberly: "Yes sir, I'm sorry sir."

Sir, did I just address him as Sir? And why did it feel so natural, it seemed to just roll off her tongue? Then her fear heightened when she saw the club owner walking into the room and immediately said to Rocky in a panicked voice.

Kimberly: "I know that man, that's Mr. Shaw and he knows my husband and I."

Rocky: "Settle my pet, you have nothing to worry about."

Kimberly: "Wait, Pet, am I just a pet?"

Rocky: "You are my pet, my slut, my companion, and before the night ends you will be my lover and fuck toy. You will be whatever I want you to be, when I want you to be it, and where I want you to be it. Do you understand Kimberly?"

Before she could meet him with an answer Mr. Shaw, the club owner, came over to the table. She was sure this moment would lead to the end of her life as she knew it. Yet through her panic she felt herself getting wetter. Somehow this was sexually exciting to her instead of dreadful.

Mr. Shaw: "Good evening Mr. Raymond, how nice to have you visit us tonight, and might I say, what a lovely companion you have tonight. And Good evening to you also ma'am."

He took her hand in his and lightly kissed it and acted like they never met. She knew he recognized her and knew her name but made no indication that they have met numerous times in the past. And now she knew Rocky's last name, but she also knew that everyone else had already.

Rocky: "Shaw, could you have Marcus bring us some drinks. I'm sure he knows what I want, and what they lady drinks also, and could you make sure that 101 is unlocked tonight?"

Mr. Shaw: "Certainly Mr. Raymond I'll see to it directly and is there anything else you will need?"

Rocky: "No, but if I do have any additional needs, I'm confident I can count on you to fulfill them, as you always have."

Mr. Shaw left the table and Kimberly turned to Rocky with a look of recognition. She had seen this behavior in Men before, her husband for one. It was the overly polite manner that an established businessman interacts with an Alpha business man. Just two male canines doing the dance of "Don't hurt me sir" and "Just do as I wish". She new Shaw was the former and Rocky was the latter. But how could this man have this much influence and her not know he even existed. Her husband and her traveled in these local circles and she never even heard the name of Rocky Raymond. There was much for her to figure out tonight, not to mention that this man had previously told her she had something to learn tonight. This was going to be one hell of a night she thought to herself.