Adultery The Game by EvelynEden

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I shuddered as he led me to the large bed and lightly touched the small of my back to guide me across it. My panty-less ass was in the air and I squeezed my legs hard together so that my uprising skirt wouldn't reveal too much. I waited... and waited, and yet I waited some more. Till suddenly I felt his large warm hands touch my thighs. A slight shudder ran up my flesh as his fingers trailed higher till he reached my unclothed bottom. He cupped the pert flesh and I heard him groan slightly. My breathing had picked up and my breasts pushed harder into the unyielding mattress. He brushed against me for a second and the touch made my body tingle violently. In that second I felt him, felt the unyielding and upright part of him against my unprotected backside, heard him sigh at the slight touch. A tickling feeling covered my body, then suddenly there was this loud slap as Cals hand landed right on the sensitive skin of my naked ass. I squealed, but as quickly as the pain came it went, and the warm feeling of his hand soothed the smarting area. He continued to slap then sooth, slap then sooth and I was almost dizzy with the strange feeling coming over my body, that unfamiliar heat pooling where he was touching me.

I could tell he was enjoying himself, his breaths were laboured and his hands were becoming more bold. His last slap was the hardest of all of them and it was aimed in the exact area I was trying to hide. I moaned at the feeling that took hold and all too quickly it was over. I bit my lip and I felt rouge colour my cheeks. I felt almost ashamed that the experience was in some way pleasurable. I shook my head of the thought and he helped my shaking body up. But before he let me go he held my close, his face nuzzling my neck as he pulled me towards him. I sighed at the feeling of him against me, but the spell was broken when I felt his deep need through his jeans again.

I smiled awkwardly and stepped out of his embrace, smoothing my clothes. He cleared his throat at the awakened parting but within seconds everything was back to normal, like I hadn't of just been bent over his bed and spanked like a bad porno. We finally settled ourselves and got onto the next question. The strange tension dissipated when his warm smile that I had fallen in love with had blazed across his face. I breathed and readied myself for the next question. He handed me the sheet of paper and I answered it, this time more carefully. This game was getting dangerous. What I had left on was my skirt, bra and my shirt. I had nine questions left and it would only take three wrong answers to expose me to my final punishment. He looked over the sheet and smiled in encouragement. Correct.

I breathed a deep sigh of relief, but I caught the flash of disappointment across Cals eyes. I frowned, but the smiling happy Cal was back again cheering me on. It wasn't a subject I had been good at but the stakes were high. My heart was beating so fast as he handed me the next question. I answered it quickly, dead confident. That was my mistake. It seemed when I wasn't cocky I got them right, but in my haste I had miss calculated. His face said it all. I was wrong. I breathed in shakily as I waited for his choice.

"Shirt."

He said simply. I slipped it off, but as I watched his hooded eyes, the small breath that escaped his lips as I lifted the hem, I couldn't help but do it slowly. I played with the hem, lifting it slowly, watching him with wide eyes, watching his body reacting to my show. I twisted my body, arching my back as I slowly pulled the shirt over my head, my breast straining over the materiel as I pulled it off. He was breathing deep and I couldn't help but smile, watching how he looked at me. It also made me feel strange. The way he was close to panting, the way his eyes raked over my body like I was a cool glass of water and he hadn't taken a drink in a long, long time. I supposed that was true. He had waited so long for me, and not once had he complained.

That thought warmed me from the inside and I blushed towards him. I dropped the shirt to the ground and sat back in my chair, as if I hadn't just strip teased my boyfriend, but not before I imitated his comedic finger bite. He chuckled then cleared his throat, his face flushed as he tried to straiten the paper in front of him, getting ready for the next question. The next two questions were hard, but surprise coloured my face as he told me I got them right. I got him to remove his jeans and his socks. He was a little confused at my last request but seeing him standing there in just his jocks and baseball cap was a hilarious combination. Plus, the thought of exposing him completely made my stomach turn, and I was worried about the implications of that. I had seen him fully naked before. But never at my command, and never so close. Perhaps it was also that I had seen him naked before, I knew just what he looked like downstairs and that was a monster I was not ready to unleash. I stopped my train of thought and just focused on the fact that I had gotten two questions right, two questions that I had had so much trouble with in the past.