A Detail of Intimacy

 A Detail of Intimacy -  Part 7 by Aussiegirl and H Dean

 

An hour later, she was sitting in his car, nervously fiddling with her hands.  After they had left the room, she had been made to sit in silence while he watched TV. It had been hard to not speak but it had given her time to reflect on the weekend so far.  She felt a bit neglected as the time went by and wondered if she had done something to displease him.  More than once, Marie almost broke her enforced silence to ask him what she had done wrong. 

 

Tom knew that Marie was beginning to grow annoyed at his lack of attention, her eyes burning into the back of his head.  Standing up, he saw her tear filled eyes and felt a stab of remorse for upsetting her.   Lifting her head, he brushed back her hair, looking into her eyes.

 

“Marie, you have done very well and I am proud of you.   I will be back soon and we will continue with our day.”  Her smile was all he needed to see, as he went upstairs to prepare for the next part of the day. 

 

While he was away, Marie once again wondered at the way just a few words of praise could make her feel so much better again.  She looked up as he re-entered the room, taking her by the hand and leading her back up the stairs.  Once there, he had surprised her by announcing they were going out for a picnic and that he had laid out the clothes he wanted her to wear. 

 

That was how she came to be sitting in the car wearing a short skirt and halter neck top.  Her feet were fitted in a pair of sandals that showed off her long, tanned legs to perfection. The day had the feel of summer, despite the cold of the night before. 

 

He loved the way she looked and couldn’t wait to show her off at his favourite park.  Sitting in the car, he saw her look at him and then look away, her eyes reflecting her nervousness.  He was pleased that she had managed to not speak for the past hour even though he could see she had something on her mind.  When they got to the park, he would let her talk.  Until then, he had other ideas to get her mind off her thoughts.

 

“I want you to raise your skirt and sit with your bottom resting on the seat, legs spread.”  He watched as she hesitated and then slowly moved to do as he had asked. He saw the top of her thighs being slowly exposed as the short skirt skimmed up her legs. When she was done, he reached down and ran his hand up and down her damp slit, pushing up her skirt even more.

 

The soft leather felt cool on her bottom as his hands warmed her pussy.  He removed his fingers, leaving her frustrated. “ I want you to put your hands behind your back and not move them until I say so.”  She brought her hands behind her back, already sensing that it would not be easy to keep them there.  He started up the car and pulled out onto the road, while she started to get curious about where they were going.  She tried to forget that she had her newly shaved pussy on show and just enjoy the scenery. It was a beautiful day, the sky blue with only a few white clouds on the horizon. 

 

The journey was uneventful until a large truck pulled into the lane beside the car at a set of traffic lights.  The next thing she knew the sound of the truck’s horn was blaring in her ears. She looked up to see that the driver was staring right down at her spread pussy. She went to cover herself, shame overriding any concerns she had about keeping her hands behind her back.  However, before she even had the chance to move her hands, she found Tom’s hand on her pussy.  She pulled her hands out and tried unsuccessfully to drag his hand away. 

 

“Stop it, you are embarrassing me!”  He took no notice of her outburst and in fact pushed one finger deep into her, causing the driver to honk his horn one more time before the light changed.   She could feel her face flaming red in shame and when he finally pulled his finger out and turned the corner, she pulled down her skirt and stared out the window.  She didn’t care that she was breaking his rules, she just felt so angry at what he had done. 

 

When he parked the car near a large park, she didn’t move. Even when he came around and opened the door for her, she didn’t move.  After waiting a few minutes, he squatted down beside the car, trying to look her in the face.  She turned away from him only to find his hand on her knee.

 

“Love, I’m sorry if I took things too far. You just looked so beautiful and I wanted to show off.  Forgive me?”  She looked up at him through the veil of her hair, not sure if he deserved to be forgiven so easily.  However, it did feel good to hear him say sorry and she didn’t want to waste too much of the day. 

 

“Tom, I need you to say that you won’t do that again.  I mean, what we do in private is different but that was just too public.”  She looked up and into his eyes, wanting to see what he was really thinking.  As she looked at him, her feelings for him filled her again and she knew she could not stay mad at him for long. 

 

“I promise not to embarrass you in public again, but what we do in private, well…”  she had to laugh as he helped her out of the car.  They had always been able to get over any disagreements in the past and she was glad that despite the change in their relationship, this still seemed to be the case.  He led her over to a spot that had a view of the park.  She could hear kids playing in the playground and see the families enjoying the sunny morning but they were in a fairly private spot.

 

He pulled out the blanket from the picnic basket and laid it on the ground, thinking how lucky he was that she had not decided to pull the plug on the whole weekend.  When she had refused to get out of the car, he had wondered if he had gone too far.  He had to admit, though, that it had sent a thrill through him to play with her while the driver looked on and that if he had more time with her, it was something he would have insisted she let him do more often.

 

He watched her watching him as he laid out the food for the picnic.  She raised her eyebrows as he pulled out a bottle of champagne and two crystal glasses. He popped the cork and poured her a glass, hoping that a drink would relax them both and help her to forget what had happened in the car. He passed her the glass and for a while they both sat in silence, taking in the surrounds.  After a while, she began to dish out the food he had brought, seeming to be pleased with his choices. 

 

She was impressed that he had remembered her favourite foods and found herself relaxing as the sun warmed her. They ate in silence until he turned to her, his face serious. “Marie, we have come a long way since last night and I would be interested in hearing how you are feeling.  You may not get the chance to talk to me about this later, so say what you need to say now.”

 

She took a few minutes debating what to say to him, finally downing the last of her drink and looking him directly in the eye.  “ Tom, I have to be honest and say that there have been times when I have hated what you were doing.  However, I promised you a weekend and despite the doubts I have had at times, you will get your weekend.”

 

He was pleased with her honesty, though they had always been honest with each other in the past.  ‘Marie, that is good to hear.  You need to know that things will only get tougher as the weekend progresses, so if you have second thoughts, now is the time to say them.  We can still enjoy our time together, but of course I would be very disappointed if you want to stop.”  He hadn’t meant to manipulate her that way but now he had said it; he knew it to be true.

 

She took more time digesting what he had said and he feared that having given her an out, she would take it.  “No, I’ll stick by my promise, though I would be lying if I didn’t say that I’m scared by what you have planned for me.” He let out the breath of air he hadn’t even realized he was holding and reached out to take her hand. 

 

“So long as you are fearful only of what I might do and not of me, then our weekend can continue. Now, if there is nothing else you wish to say, how about we pack this up and then go for a walk around the park.”  She nodded and immediately they started to pack up the picnic remains. He returned the basket to the car and they strolled arm in arm around the park. He again thought about how wonderful it would be to be with her all the time, just like this, but knew he would never be satisfied with what she would want out of a relationship.

 

The park was more beautiful then she had realized, the gardens and the lawn well kept. She snuggled into Tom’s body, feeling safe with him. She still thought it strange that there could be this Tom, the one who was happy to walk around the park with her, and the other Tom who wanted, no needed, to see her suffer. She shivered despite the warm day and noticed him giving her a strange look. It would have been so easy to have taken his offer to end the weekend, but she was determined to finish what she had started, though as she had told him, she was scared of what that might entail.

 

Her thoughts were interrupted as he pulled her into what looked to be an old theatre, with a stage out the front and changing rooms out the back. There were cobwebs everywhere and graffiti covered the walls.  She guessed it hadn’t been used for a long time.  He pushed her into the corner of the room where they could not be easily seen by anyone passing by.  She gasped as he pushed her up against the wall and pulled on the tie holding up her top. 

 

As her breasts came free, he gripped them in his hands, loving their firm feeling. He took each nipple in his fingers and pinched, watching her expression as she tried not to call out.  He let go, hearing her sigh softly and lowered one hand down to reach up under her skirt. Her eyes widened as he pushed one, then two fingers into her, her small gasps telling him she liked it. As he continued to pump, her eyes closed and he knew if he kept going she would cum.

 

She could feel her orgasm building and bit her lip, trying not to let anyone walking by know they were there. When he pulled out, leaving her breathing hard, she couldn’t help the frustrated moan that escaped her lips. “Please let me cum.”  She could not believe she was begging him, but the throbbing in her pussy was just too much to take. 

 

He smiled at her and shook his head.  “Not yet darling, though I do like the sound of you begging. However, I need you to help me make sure I am not arrested for public indecency.” She looked down to see his erection tenting out the front of his pants. She felt him push her down onto her knees, and opened her mouth ready for him.  In a moment, he pushed his cock directly into her throat and stayed there. She tried to pull her head back but found his hand firmly in her hair. 

 

The feeling of her throat contracting around his cock almost made him cum on the spot, but he wasn’t ready to cum yet.  He counted in his head, getting to six before he pulled back to let her get some air. She gasped a few times and then he pushed back into her warm throat.  This time he pinched her nose between his fingers, loving the look of her big, desperate eyes looking up at him.  When he let go and pulled out again, she shook her head at him as if to say no more.

 

Ignoring her silent pleas, he gripped each side of her head and worked his cock forcefully in and out of her mouth, hearing her gag each time it went down her throat.  He knew his orgasm was close and pushed into her throat fully and again blocked off her nose. 

 

Her chest grew tight as he blocked off her air and she feared if he stayed there much longer, she would pass out.  He began to cum and she felt it slide down into her stomach as she began to feel dizzy. Finally he pulled out, the last of his cum landing on her tongue.  “Don’t swallow that.” She struggled to not swallow as she tried to fill her lungs with much needed air. She could feel the slimy load sitting on her tongue and hoped he wouldn’t make her hold it there for too long.

 

He did up his pants and looked at her, still on her knees. Her hair was all messed up around her face and she was trying so hard to do what he had asked. Squatting down in front of her, he brushed her hair back and stroked her cheek. He pulled up her top, tying it back in place and held out a hand to help her to stand. 

 

“I want you to keep my cum in your mouth until we get back home.”  He could see her look of disbelief and honestly thought she might spit it out, maybe even all over him.  However, she again surprised him by lowing her head and nodding. He felt such a rush of pride in all she had achieved, that he pulled her to him. 

 

Hugging him, she immediately felt how much he did love and care for her.  It helped her to stay firm to her decision to see the weekend through.  He let go and took her hand in his as they walked back out to the sunshine of the park.  At first she was sure everyone would know what she had in her mouth, but when no one even gave them a second glance, she knew that her secret was safe. 

 

They were almost back to the car when he reached his hand around her waist and started to lightly tickle her.  She had always been ticklish and tried hard not to laugh as he tickled her even more firmly.  They got to the car and she thought she had done a good job of not laughing, when he pushed her against her door of the car and used both hands to tickle her.

 

He could see her straining not to laugh as he used both hands on her. He knew it was mean of him, knowing how she hated to be tickled, but it was a sight to see.  He saw her swallow and her eyes grew wide. He smiled, knowing that he now had an excuse to punish her on the ride back home.

 

“On no, you didn’t swallow, did you?” Her eyes told him yes before she even had a chance to answer.  She looked at him, her uncertainty of what he would do now shown all over her face. As she nodded, he could see her blushing again, her cheeks bright red and rosy.  He knew he would never tire of seeing her blush for him and pushed the thought that the weekend would end tomorrow to the back of his mind. 

 

He leaned in close so he could whisper in her ear. “Well, that means you have to be punished for disobeying me.”  She shivered at his words and he ran a hand down her arm before opening the door and sitting her in her seat. By the time he had the engine running, she had raised her skirt and put her hands behind her back, just like he had asked her to sit on the way to the park.

 

She decided to try to please him by sitting as he had asked earlier, hoping that would make him go easy on her.  Her mind was spinning with his mention of the word punishment.  It seemed to take him forever to get settled and pull out onto the highway.  She wondered if he was planning to punish her when they got back home, until he looked at her and smiled.  Beside her she could hear the sounds of a truck and knew what her punishment was going to be.

 

She kept wishing for the truck to turn or for the lights to stay green, but luck was not on her side as both the truck and his car had to stop side by side. Tom blared the horn, the driver of the truck looking like he was ready for a fight before he saw her open, bare pussy on display.  She tried to look straight ahead and ignore the feeling of Tom’s fingers that were now in her pussy.

 

“Look up at him baby and give him a smile.”  Hesitating only slightly, she tried to bury her shame and gave the truck driver one of her biggest smiles. He leered back and wiggled his tongue at her.  She fought back her disgust and willed the lights to change.  Tom added another finger to her moist pussy and she was forced to stifle a moan.  Suddenly the lights changed and with a blare of his horn, the truck was left behind as Tom removed both fingers and took off before him.

 

He saw her squirming in her seat and knew that despite her embarrassment she would have cum if he had kept fingering her for longer.  He began to think of what he had planned for later in the afternoon, his cock hardening at the vision he had of her in his mind. Pulling into the driveway, he turned to her before he got out of the car.

 

“You did very well back there.  I am proud of you.”  She sat up straight, his praise making her feel like she had achieved something great. She watched as he got out of the car and walked around to her door, offering his hand as he helped her stand.  She went to pull her skirt down but he stopped her by taking both of her hands in his.  He watched as she looked around her and then sighed, walking into the house with her bottom enticingly displayed.