Play Date (10 page)

Nina could feel her bareness, the cool air
flowing over her skin. Leo was once again staring at her, but this
time, instead of a grin, his look was worshipful. The room had
grown quiet with murmurs, with some scattered applause and nervous
laughter.

Nina bent down and grabbed her skirt and
blouse, dashing across the room and out the front door, clutching
her clothes. She ran clumsily down the sidewalk, not knowing where
to go, not being able to make much speed in those monster
pumps.

Parents and children were still flocking the
tourist streets of Snuffex. Nina kept her head down, avoiding eye
contact. She stopped, pulled off her heels, and started to run at a
faster pace, still clutching her shredded clothes and now her
heels. Suddenly, she was raised up off the ground as if by a large
bird. Now she was moving just above the sidewalk at fast clip,
dodging sticky kids and overweight moms and down a side alley
between two quaint buildings dating back to the Battle for Lake
Champlain. The arms that had been carrying her, the very arms that
now were pushing her against the wall, were large and powerful. Leo
held her back flat against the wall, suspending Nina a good foot
off the ground. The Adirondack air was flowing across her
practically naked body, the sheer undergarments doing nothing to
keep out the cool evening air. Her clothes dropped from her hands
and Leo kissed her hard on the mouth.

Nina was finally getting what she had been
dreaming about since she saw Leo for the first time this morning.
His tongue pushed against her lips and she opened her mouth,
letting him in and sucking hard, maybe hurting him.

“Do you want me?” said Leo.

“Yes,” said Nina, her back still up against
the Revolutionary walls. She felt Leo grinding against her, their
mouths and tongues intertwined.

“Do you deserve me?” said Leo.

“No,” said Nina. She hated her answer but it
was the only honest one. She knew she didn't deserve such a man.
All she could think of was the last eight years at home with the
kids, the daily routine of getting them off to school, the dopy
part-time jobs she took to kill time during school hours, the
career that receded further and further away—and then finally, the
betrayal. Her husband’s affair, the lousy divorce settlement, the
reduced circumstances, and now the final humiliation; having to
move in with her saint-like mother.

“Do you want to earn me?” Leo said between
kisses, the two of them invisible to the tourists in the
twilight.

“I don’t think I can,” said Nina.

“You can both earn me—and get the books,” Leo
said as he yanked her away from the wall, tossing her over his
shoulder in a fireman’s carry.

He ran out of the alley and down the
sidewalks populated by moms, dads and grads. Nina’s pantied-ass was
on display as they moved between the town's visitors as if on an
obstacle course,

“Snuffex Inn?” said Leo.

“Room 356,” said Nina.

Through the doors of the Snuffex Inn he
carried her, past the gift shop, past the mannequin with the green
bikini, past the elevator bank and into the stairwell. Leo ran up
three floors with such speed and ease that Nina felt as though she
weighed ten pounds.

Room 356.

There it was at the end of the hallway. Nina
had the key in her purse.

The door opened and they pushed inside,
crashing onto the bed. Nina’s hands were on Leo’s neck. She pulled
him down towards her. He pulled her panties to the side and he
pushed himself into her pussy. He was big. His thick head too big
for her opening. “No!” Nina said.

“You have to let me,” said Leo with
desperation, driving into her.

“You’re too big for me,” she said, catching
her breath. But he ignored her. The last time she had anything that
big inside her was during childbirth. But she could feel the
tightness give way to snugness, and then to an exquisite tingling
that radiated from her center. Shocked by the sudden onset of
pleasure, she let out a yelp.

Abruptly, Leo pulled out of Nina, jumping off
the bed. “Put the heels back on,” said Leo.

Not taking her eyes off of him, Nina slid the
high heels back on her feet making her instantly equal to his
height again. Leo grabbed her hand and led her to a chest of
drawers. “Lean forward.” Nina did as told, resting her forearms on
the top of the dresser. With her legs straight, stockings stretched
tightly and her ass protruding, Nina heard a hard crack, feeling
the sting of pain a split-second later. He spanked her again, hard
and sharp.

Again. Again.

In a delayed reaction, she cried out in pain.
Leo grabbed her straight hair and pulled her head harshly
backwards. “How much do you want the books!?” he asked, “How much
do you want me!?” Without waiting for an answer he smacked her
bottom again. The pain was overwhelming. But slowly, imperceptibly,
it turned into something sweet.

“You are a bad girl!” said Leo, “Showing your
undies in public! There are consequences for that, you tramp!” He
spanked her again, Nina was now well on her way to climax. Nina put
her hand down to her crotch, rubbing herself through the panties,
her pussy wet, demanding satisfaction. Gazing into the mirror, Nina
could see her own flushed face and Leo standing behind her, his
huge cock protruding in front of him, his equally large hand
spanking her over and over and…

“Fuck me!” Nina yelled out. “Fuck me!”
Hearing herself, Nina shuddered in embarrassment since she had
never said such a thing to anybody. Maybe that's why she was no
longer married?

“No. You don’t deserve it, Nina” said Leo
calmly. “You haven’t earned it.” He pulled up his pants and walked
out the door leaving Nina bent over the dresser. She was abandoned
on the cusp of an orgasm and her ass burned like hot coals.

Nina straightened up and hobbled to the bed.
She tried to sit down but couldn’t. So she rolled onto her stomach.
She tried to dial Binky’s number but remembered that she didn’t
know it. But this was a small town. Nina called the front desk and
asked for Henrietta Wilson von Binckerhoff’s number. The front desk
person found it immediately.

When Binky answered, all Nina could say in
her exhaustion was “Come here... Room 356. He spanked me… my ass in
on fire...”

Fifteen minutes later there was a knock. An
exhausted Nina got up and opened the door. She let Binky in and
collapsed back on the bed.

“My God!” said Binky looking at Nina’s bright
red bottom, “What did he do to you?”

“He left me in the lurch…” said Nina, her
voice barely audible.

“I brought some St. Ives lotion. This should
help,” Binky said as she detached Nina’s stockings from her
garters. Binky lid her thumbs into the sides of Nina’s panties,
pulling them off her fiery bottom until they were level with her
stocking tops. Binky squirted the lotion in her hand and began
rubbing it on Nina’s sore bottom. Nina exhaled as she found
immediate relief.