I woke up the next morning to a text from Tim that said “let me know when you’re up. We have things to plan.” I walked downstairs, leaving her in bed and texted him. My phone range almost immediately.
He asked if I enjoyed last night, and I said yes very much. I said that I’d never cum like that before. He laughed and said he knew. He asked if I was hard right now. Truth was, I was, and I was standing in the kitchen slowly rubbing my cock through my underwear, feeling the slickness of precum already soaking through the cotton. I admitted I was and he said I was not to touch myself today and certainly not to cum. I immediately stopped and said, “yes, Sir.”
He asked if I was sure I wanted to go ahead with this. I said of course. He said that once he stepped into our house, my chance to say no was over. If I wanted to back out, I could back out right now and we all just had a fun night, but once he was there my job was to obey. I felt a growing pressure and nervousness in my chest, but I said, “Yes… yes. I want this. I need this more than anything. You know this and so do I.” He said yes he knew, but just to be sure. Once he arrived I could not say no. She could… she could back out… it was his job to seduce her and to keep that from happening, but I could not.