049

It was a lazy day. Tanner asked Roberta to bring us food from the Olde London Pub, fish and chips for him, a cottage pie for me. I endorsed his desire for me to dress provocatively when he was around by wearing Taylor's other suit as I sunned myself on our deck. I even wore it without the top, which was practically worthless anyway. I thoroughly covered myself in lotion to prevent all my pale parts from burning. While Tanner was reading and answering his e-mails and working on a couple things for work, I checked my phone again.

I'm glad you realize how helpless you are and do as I order, for your own good and the good of your marriage.

He'd responded about an hour ago. I didn't know if he was still waiting for another response from me now, but I sent a quick text.

What despicable thing do you want me to do now?

I waited and three minutes later, got a response. I glanced at Tanner to ensure he was still engrossed in his work.

Tonight, you will go to the Upper Level Night Club in Rodney Bay. You will notify me when you are there and you will receive further instruction.

What do you want me to do?

Nothing. Apparently he was done until it was time.

Around five, Tanner was in the mood again. I was less in the mood, given my trepidation towards the evenings activities. Not wanting to deny him when I was about to go out and betray him again, I allowed him to have sex with me again. He might have sensed my reticence because he ended up going down on me until he'd made me climax twice. At that point, I was ready for whatever he wanted to do. He asked me to get on my hands and knees and he penetrated me from behind. It was a long, lazy screw, given the number of times he'd orgasmed today. While he pumped me from behind, his thumb was fingering the area around my anus again. He remembered my previous admonition and asked for permission to put his thumb in me. I put my chest and head on the bed and told him he could. I was surprised to orgasm almost as soon as his thumb went in, shockwaves of pleasure pinwheeling from his thumb in my butt to all the pleasure centers of my body. He left his thumb in me as he continued thrusting through my climax and I orgasmed again when he tightened up and sent another flood of his seed into my vagina.

He cuddled me from behind after finishing, his hand idly stroking my breasts.

"Tanner," I said.

"What?"

"If you want me to play strip poker with you tomorrow night; I'll do it for you. I suspect Kathy and Stan are hoping it will go farther than merely stripping. I won't do anything involving sex with either of them. Poker only, no extras, or we don't play. Do you understand?"

"I agree completely," Tanner said. "I've got to take another shower before going to Stan's."

"I'll need to take one too," I agreed. "I'll go after you, since you have somewhere to go."

I put on a robe since Kathy was due over any time. Kathy arrived before Tanner was out of the shower. She asked if I wanted a glass of wine and I thought liquid courage might help with whatever I needed to do. She opened a bottle of chardonnay and poured us each a glass, then joined me on the deck.

She made sure Tanner was still in the shower, then whispered, "Do you know what you have to do yet?"

"No, only where I have to go. The Upper Level Night Club in Rodney Bay. He said I should let him know when I got there and I'd receive further instructions."

Tanner got out of the shower and said, "Shower's yours, darling."

"Thanks, Tanner. Kathy's here."

"Should I give her tingles, or should I wait until tomorrow night?"

"I think you should wait until tomorrow, Tanner. Let the suspense build up a little." I smiled at Kathy.

"You got it. Sorry, Kathy. No tingles for you tonight."

I laughed and Kathy smacked my arm, whispering, "No fair."

Tanner came out on the deck dressed about the same as he had for dinner last night, except he had boat shoes on instead of sandals.

"Hello, ladies. Kathy try to keep my wife from getting drunk tonight."

"I make no promises. I'm not in control of her. I take it from your earlier comment you're both planning to play strip poker tomorrow night?"

"Under certain conditions," I said. "Stripping only, no sexual type activities. I'm not ready to declare myself ready for your lifestyle choices."

"We can live with that. By no sexual activities, does that include kissing?"

I looked at Tanner. He shrugged. "Kissing what?" I asked, "Boobs, kitties, cocks; what are we kissing?"

"Nothing like that," Kathy said. "Just lips, as kind of a forfeit, though you might be naked at the time."

I didn't know what to say. It sounded somewhat innocent. "Why don't we see what tomorrow brings," I said. "See how things play out. I don't want to agree to something without knowing more."

"I agree," Tanner said. "I want to hear the rules for the forfeits and what they're for. I'm not going to kiss Stan, no matter what kind of forfeit it is."

"I understand," Kathy said, smiling. "No boys kissing boys."

"I gotta run," Tanner said. "Stan's expecting me to show up on time."

Tanner left. We looked at each other and I finished off my wine. "I need to take a shower. Tanner and I were playing hard today."

"Is he any good in bed?" Kathy asked. "Enquiring minds want to know."

"For the most part, I've had no complaints. He makes me orgasm frequently. I enjoy sex with him. We had a rough patch where he pounded me so hard I was sore, then almost choked me with his penis, then made me climax without respite for a long time. Like three things in a row that were rough or painful. The last twenty-four hours were much better."

"I love him more and more," Kathy said. "I like it kind of rough."

I went into the shower, Kathy stayed in the bathroom talking to me. "What are you going to wear tonight?"

"I'd like to wear jeans and a baggy sweatshirt, preferably filthy and smelly. So disgusting no one will get within ten feet of me. I suppose that defeats the entire purpose of the evening." I was scrubbing myself. "I've never been to this place we're supposed to go. What do you think I should wear."

"I've never been there either, but I've heard it's on the upscale side. There's a restaurant downstairs and the club upstairs. DJ plays the music, which is themed on different nights. It's a hot place with a lot of the beautiful people showing up for music and drinks. There'll be no shortage of men, or women for that matter. I'd guess typical night club attire would be appropriate."