David had repeatedly flirted with girls at parties and I had just about had it. We had a rich fantasy life and I guess the difference between us was that I was fine with the fantasies and he wanted to make fantasy reality. The night we went to the party I looked across the room and saw the same old scenario, David with his arm around another beautiful woman. That night I made the decision to take a break from him. That week we talked it over and agreed that a little distance would do us some good.
The first 3 months were easy. I happily caught up on many chores and spent time with friends and family. The months passed quickly. I was just getting to the point of not thinking about him everyday.
Then one night, as I snuggled into bed, the phone rang. David used to call me to say goodnight at 11:30. I got the feeling it was him. I hesitated to pick it up but before the answering machine engaged, I answered. "Hello." "Hello?" No one was there. I listened for a moment and then I could hear heavy breathing.
"Is that you?" No one replied.
I began to hear voices. It was a man and a woman's. Oh my God, it was David's voice. Who was the woman? I could hear her. She was moaning and breathing heavily. She began to repeat his name over and over.
I was stunned, I wanted to hang up but I held the phone to my ear and strained to hear what they were saying. She said it again . . . "Oh David, David. It feels so good."
Then he asked, "Do you like it baby? Do you want more?"
The female voice sounded so familiar. She began to speak again, "I've always wanted you. You know that don't you? Couldn't you tell? Don't you remember the day that you stopped by? I have thought about that day over and over."
Then at that moment, it dawned on me. It was Helena. My beautiful neighbor who had often fueled our fantasies. I knew David wanted her. He had told me many times. We spoke of her while making love. We played out many fantasies. I pretended to be her while he called out her name. You see jealousy, in some twisted way, drives me wild. I had fantasized about him fucking her while he was fucking me.
I listened in on their lovemaking.
"Oh god, your pussy taste so good. You're so smooth and wet. Spread your lips for me Helena, show it to me, give it me."
"David, my pussy is yours. I wanted this for so long. Brianna told me how good you were. Ever since that day you touched me I have waited for you to come back to me."
I could hear the wetness.
"Slide your fingers into me. Oh yes, lick my clit. Oh yes baby, like that. Just like that."
I could hear him moaning.
The phone cut out. There was silence.
I lay there, thinking about what I just heard. I touched myself. I slid my fingers through the folds of my wet hot pussy getting my fingers wet and sliding them over my clit, around and around. As I continued to get myself off, I thought about David and Helena until I couldn't take it anymore. I came so hard that I could feel the wetness slide down to my ass leaving a wet spot underneath me on my clean sheets.
I rolled onto one side staring off to space. I drifted off and fell asleep.
I don't know how long it was that I had been asleep but I was awakened by the sound of high heels clicking down the walkway. I peeked out my window . . . there was Helena. She was wearing a short skirt, strutting up to her door. As always she looked hot. I knew that as I looked at her, the wetness of my lover was between her legs. I wondered how long she had been seeing him. From what she said, I gathered this was the first time that had gotten together since their encounter last year.
I thought about their affair and how jealous I was back then. For many nights David and I talked about his affair with Helena. He was clear that he wanted to be with me. She apologized to me and soon we all managed to let it go.
Now, the jealousy rose inside of me again except this time David was no longer my lover.
I decided to call him. After all, it had been three months since we last spoke. Once in awhile we emailed one another but I hadn't heard his voice until now.
Knowing that she was now home, I got up the nerve to call him. The phone rang. Cheerfully he answered, "Good Evening."
"Hey Baby, how are you?" I asked
"Oh, hi Sweetie, how have you been?" He seemed surprised but genuinely happy to hear from me. The sound of his cheerful voice made my heart sink. Perhaps he was happy about his night with Helena. No longer was jealousy a turn on. A sadness washed over me but I tried to disguise my voice and sound light and happy.
"I've been great. I was just thinking about you and wondered how you were doing." He began to tell me how much he missed me and how he he had been sitting around moping without me. "Really? Yeah, me too. Can we get together soon?" I replied.
"Sure baby. Just say when."
"How about Friday night?" I asked.
"You mean this Friday? Uh sure. Where and what time?"
"Why don't you come to my place on Friday around 7:00 and then we'll figure out what to do from there."
"Sure Baby. See you then. Love and miss you."
I replied, "Me too", and hung up the phone.
The week flew by and I never ran into Helena. I suspect she was avoiding me. Night after night, I waited for her to return home. I could hear her footsteps. Each time I wondered if she had been with David. I tried to shake off my growing obsession but it began to eat away at me.
Seven o'clock on the dot, he arrived. I was looking my best. I had lost some weight since our break up so I decided that if I was going to see him, he was going to see just what he has been missing.
I stood in the door way in a short black skirt, thigh highs, a plunging top and my "fuck me" pumps. When I opened the door he stood there with a bouquet of red roses and a naughty smile on his face. As we embraced for a long long time he whispered "I've missed you Bri, god I missed you."
Immediately he grabbed my hand and led me up the stairs. I wanted to ask about dinner but I decided to keep my mouth shut and enjoy the moment. As he walked in front of me, he turned around and looked back at me. "God you look beautiful Brianna. I have missed you."
In my usual submissive way, I smiled shyly and said, "Yes baby, I've missed you too." We continued to the second floor and into my bedroom. I was always submissive with him-emotionally and physically. What most of our friends don't know about us is that I am his submissive. I would do what he asked.
As we stood at the edge of the bed, he pushed me down and pulled out ropes from his pocket. He ordered me to lie still. I wanted to protest. I wasn't expecting this kind of reunion. He shushed me by placing a finger over my lips and shook his head disapprovingly as I tried to speak.
"Lie still." He ordered.
He began undress me, leaving my thigh highs and "fuck me" pumps on. He tied my hands to the corners of the bed. My arms stretched over my head and my legs spread apart as he tied my ankles to the corners posts. I lay there watching his every move. Then he did something he had never done before. He pulled out a ball gag from his pocket. He straddled me as he placed it in my mouth and tied it behind my head.