Playful Desires

A GAME OF DARES C4

She almost choked upon hearing his question. Where they left off? f*****g on the bed?

She gulped the coffee down and squinted at him. She ended up shrugging.

“I’ll take that as a yes. I’ll go and shower first.”

It was only mid-morning on a Saturday, the room was bright, and they could see outside the windows when they move the curtains. They ended up not using the bed. They ended up not wearing anything except for the robes they put on when they need to eat. The clothes his assistant brought remained in their shopping bags.

At night, they only lit the bedside lamps and he dared to pull the curtains back so they could see the view outside. No one should be able to see them. She started bent over with her hands on the glass, but ended up being squished against the cold glass window as he rammed her from behind. She realized she liked it when he holds her by the neck with a firm hand. He’s not exactly choking her, which is why she enjoyed it, especially when they kiss. She liked having him deep inside her as he sucked on her tongue, too. It was also something he enjoyed as he could feel her clenching tightly around his shaft each time he sucked.

He has explored each part of her body, having kissed every inch. He thoroughly tasted her for hours until she fainted on him again. Tish wasn’t shy in reciprocating his efforts. She pleasured him in all the ways she could. She has a few icks when it comes to s*x and she let him know. He respected them, which allowed her to relax and simply have fun with him. He wasn’t pushy, for which she was grateful. He did make her try a few things she hasn’t done before, and she humored him. Some were quite easy, others weren’t. She experienced a few cramps from the positions he placed her in. They really maximized the hours.

On Sunday morning, he was able to read the report about her. She’s living quite an ordinary life. While she was sleeping, he decided to check her phone and her chat messages. He easily found the group chat he mentioned and he was amused by her co-workers’ exchanges. There was a different group chat for the singles, which was livelier. She’d already been tagged multiple times for not joining the fun and some has become worried. One wondered if she’s still with her mystery man and enjoying a wild weekend. He chuckled reading that one and accidentally “liked” that particular message.

There was a rush of fresh messages and it’s clear they were all directed at Tish. He stared at the woman, wondering what he should do. He figured she would mind that he tampered with her phone, so he decided to stop. He’ll inform her as soon as she wakes up.

“You did what?” She was confused by his statement.

“I accidentally double-tapped a message.”

“Why didn’t you just unlike it?”

“Too late. They already saw. There was a flood of messages before I even realized what happened.”

Her lip twitched as she finally saw those messages. She quickly typed a reply and explained her situation. She received a fresh round of teasing and requests for photos.

She shook her head as she told them he didn’t like getting his photo taken.

“Now, you’re just messing with us. Just show us the man. He’s still yours.” One of them responded and she rushed to her defense.

“That’s not it. Really. I took a couple of pictures but he caught me and he deleted them.”

“Fine. Take a picture of something else, then. A hand, or foot. Maybe his abs. Oh, how about his d**k?”

She choked on her own saliva upon reading that reply. Callum was sitting next to her and immediately peeked over her shoulder.

“Your friends are funny.”

She helplessly looked at him. “Can I take a pic of your abs?”

Tish knew they won’t be satisfied by a hand or a foot, but she’s definitely not sending a d**k pic.

He straightened his body and opened his robe a little to show his stomach. She quickly snapped a photo and sent it over.

For some reason, their reactions were not what she’s expecting. They insinuated that they’re probably bothering her and that she should return to what she was doing. One expressed envy. And then, that comment.

“s**t!” She exclaimed as she realized her mistake.

“What is it?” He got curious of her reaction.

Tish groaned and showed him the photo she took.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize that’s on the photo.”

It took him a moment to find out what it was. Indeed, it was a photo of his abs. But below his navel, anyone could clearly see his erection tenting the robe.

“Fuck.” He lightly cursed. He’s not exactly bothered that her co-workers saw it. He’s more concerned that he needed to f**k her again. He was already this aroused. They haven’t had their first f**k of the day, so he thought it was normal. He put her phone down and reached for her neck. She was momentarily confused by the sudden shift, but she eventually responded to his demanding kisses. He picked her up and placed her on his lap. Now, she could feel that bulge underneath her. He opened her robe and exposed her nudity to himself. He did the same to the robe he wore so his erection could freely seek her sweet cunt. She moaned against his mouth and slowly straddled him. It took a couple of attempts before he heard her relieved sigh as she moved her body down his proud pole. They instantly found a rhythm as he thrusted up into her.

He knew now that she’s telling the truth. She’s not a threat. She didn’t plan on selling him to the press. It calmed his heart, though it became wary of their impending separation. He tremendously enjoyed having s*x with her.

He was so reluctant that he didn’t send her home until they had dinner and he had his dessert.

In a way, after spending that much time with each other, they’ve grown a certain level of fondness for one another.

“I’ll see you next weekend?” He found himself asking and she’s not exactly surprised. She beamed at him.

“Sure.”

“Alright. I’ll come and get you.” He moved closer to her and kissed her one last time before he had to go.

Tish felt like her heart was betraying her. It was just s*x. You can’t fall for him! Just don’t! It’s not even her first-time having s*x. He’s not the only man she’d been with. He was just the most recent. She shouldn’t pine after him.

She tried to focus on her work, but her co-workers weren’t helping. They teased her to no end, wondering if she’d allow them to meet her mystery man. Huh. All she knew was his name. She doesn’t know much about him, except how great he was in pleasuring her.

The following weekend was spent the same way as before. They were cooped up in a different hotel suite and f****d like rabbits. She seemed more passionate and he appreciated that. He was extremely fond of her natural responses. They weren’t annoying as the others he’d experienced.

Before they knew it, weeks turned to months. His family became curious of his weekend activities. Even during his father’s birthday, he was unable to attend as it fell on a Sunday. His mom felt that it was too much. What’s more important than their father’s special day?

His brother got involved and the man told their parents what exactly he was up to.

“Why don’t you bring this woman to meet us? What’s her name?” Their mom inquired during a family dinner. They managed to invite him over, after numerous attempts.

Callum glared at Colin, who simply shrugged.

“Don’t think I didn’t check her background.” Colin stated for their parents’ benefit.

Callum sighed, unsure what to tell them. “Her name’s Tisha.”

“And? Is she your girlfriend?”

When he didn’t reply, Colin did. “More like f**k buddies.”

He glared at him again, willing him to shut up. He tightened his jaw, feeling pissed for some reason.

“Do you like her?” Their mom ignored their bickering.

When he couldn’t quickly answer, their mom smiled.

“Bring her to meet us. I’d like to see her.”

“I’ll ask.” He’s not sure how Tish would react to that. They’re not exactly in a proper relationship. He does like her but he didn’t want to ruin their current setup. He already probed a few times. It seemed like she’s disinterested in getting attached. Until now, she doesn’t seem to know who he really was. She hasn’t asked him for anything, except for clothes and food during their trysts.

Truthfully, Tish felt like she didn’t have the emotional capacity to get herself a boyfriend. She’d been drained before, overthinking and feeling used. She’d grown to distrust men and their intentions. She recognized her own physical needs and thought a no-strings attached setup is suitable for her. There’s no commitment, so there’s no expectation. There won’t be any kind of betrayal. If they decide to stop meeting each other, then she would easily accept it. But it’s not exactly easy. She still caught feelings, but she maintained expecting nothing from him.

When he offhandedly asked her if she could come with him to meet his parents, she was weirded out by the request. Why? For what purpose? They’re nothing to each other.

So, she didn’t dwell on it too much and promptly declined.

“We’ll skip next weekend, then? You have a meeting with your parents? That’s quite timely. I have a friend who invited me for a birthday party. I think I should attend.”

Callum was stumped. How should he respond? He would be somewhat obvious if he says something improper. He was more interested to know where she’s going next weekend. He has already decided to go and check it out. He asked his men to get the information he needed.