**The Taskmaster**
Brian handed Rachel four sealed and numbered envelopes and then crossed the room, his shoes echoing on the hardwood floor. He sat in one of two adjacent easy chairs, the other occupied by the stranger they had agreed upon earlier – a younger man – very fit with broad shoulders and a masculine face full of confidence. A fireplace was glowing in the corner of the large room. On another wall, the king-size bed awaited.
The instructions on each envelope were from Brian’s imagination. Rachel had been edging him for days leading up to this weekend getaway – teasing him with lubricated hands some days until precum oozed from the head of his penis and he began to plead with her to finish the job. Tighter he would tell her or – or faster. And Rachel was compliant with his demands and attentive to his needs – but only to a point. Other days were worse – it was her wet agile mouth – taking his cock deep and teasing his glans with the slick warmth of her tongue. Brian wanted nothing more than to reach with his fist and pump the length of his shaft so he could spill hot white cum all over her waiting tongue. He begged for release, but Rachel knew him well and drew away when his balls began to tighten.