Ten Hours: Ch 13
Can Kendra withstand Chutswith's not-so-subtle temptations and abandon her sexual principles?
A sexy, hotwife - swinging tale.
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Kendra knew what it was like to feel sexy in the right clothes but posing with Chutswith looking on was the first time she felt powerful and sexy. Seducing Asher had always been a treat and she had enjoyed Max having power over her and Darla.
Another glance in the mirror revealed how wonderfully the jeans spilled over ass and hips and along her legs, enhancing her curves. Chutswith’s admiring gaze fueled her eroticism and Kendra no longer felt like a victim fighting the media mogul but felt like a peer.
Did sexy clothes possess some sort of magical power?
“Have you ever had a submissive treat you like you deserve?” asked Chutswith. “You may think you’re submissive to Max Stryker but I’m not so sure you are.”
“What do you mean?” Kendra glanced suspiciously.
Chutswith clapped his hands and the man who had helped carry out the clothing knelt and kissed Kendra’s shoes and stayed in one place with his face to the floor.
“Very dramatic.” Kendra wanted to giggle but the man who was prostrating himself wasn’t laughing and was holding his humble posture. This could all be for show.
Bonnie Gadowski sounded like she was reading Kendra’s mind. “Nolan is a practiced lifestyle submissive and is also a skilled masseuse. I suggest trying him out.”
“But I just got dressed,” laughed Kimmie.
“When the time is right,” replied Bonnie. She clapped her hands and Nolan knelt upright. “You may stand now.”
“Yes, Mistress.” Nolan stood and Kendra appreciated his height, chiseled body, and soft blue eyes.
“Why don’t I show you around the grounds?” suggested Chutswith. “You should really know more about me and understand where I’m coming from and I’m sure we could both be an asset for the good people of Maple Grove.”
She cast a suspicious glance around the room and out the window. A small jet sat perched on a runway in the distance. “Let me call Asher and Max first.”
Chutswith chuckled and handed her a phone. “By all means. I don’t want them to think that I’m stealing you away. I see you as a partner.”
“Oh?”
“A potential partner. We both have interests in promoting sexuality.”
“Maybe we do,” said Kendra, punching the phone numbers and waiting for the ring. “Hey, Asher? Yeah, hey baby. I’m good. Standing here with the man himself.” Kendra listened, put her hand over the phone, and turned to Chutswith. “He says calling you a ‘man’ is too generous.”
Chutswith wasn’t fazed. “He’s free to have his own conclusions.”
Kendra continued her phone call. “Should you come pick me up? Sure but in a while. I’m fine. Everything’s all right.” She listened before continuing. “Yeah, I know that sounds strange after what happened this morning but that’s how I feel.” She listened to his response. “I’ll call back. I’m fine. I really am.” She hung up and handed the phone back to Chutswith.
“Your husband sounds concerned.” He was intriguing and annoying at the same time.
“What do you think?” Kendra was feeling comfortable and felt like she could easily handle Chutswith but Bonnie Gabowski seemed a different matter. Men were much more simple than women.
“My concern is I don’t want Asher and Max’s good intentions to hold you back from reaching your full potential.”
“Very altruistic of you.”
Chutswith responded calmly. “Very business like of me. Let’s have Nolan show you around.” He turned to the submissive stud. “Would you mind showing our guest the grounds?”
“It’ll be my pleasure.” Nolan headed to the glass doors where a covered cart was waiting.
“Kendra, follow him to the cart and he’ll give you a first class tour. And he is completely at your disposal. And I do mean completely.”
“Intriguing. But there is no such thing as something for nothing.”
“You’re so right. But if you’re obviously invested in being a good sport so you should be offered pleasure for your troubles.”
Kendra eyed Nolan and his tight ass and gladly followed him to the cart. The temptation was feeling so sweet.
Author’s note: This is a work of the author’s imagination. Any similarity to people living or deceased or places is purely coincidental.
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