Looking for Trouble

"I want to talk about what happened, but I am afraid of what you will think of me." She began. "I am also afraid of what you think of me right now, before I even start..." she looked at me, her eyes nervous.

"Beth, my feelings for you have not changed, nor will they no matter what you tell me."

"Okay here goes..."

She provided her side, explaining the anger with me over something she now considered trivial, flirting with a stranger and liking his rough treatment of her. When it all went down in the bedroom, she had been very into it, even when the second guy came in and joined. She had actually gotten off on the two men roughly using her, but it had gone way too far for her tastes, even though she had still orgasmed. She still felt guilty at that last, that it had been a turn on for her, the taboo feeling of being taken against her will. The crying in the room had been more the fear of what I would think when I saw her there with another man, rather then what the two men had done to her.

She kept glancing at me, trying to gauge my reaction, but I listened patiently until she had finished, trying not to show much in the way of emotion.

"So, let me gets this straight. You were afraid of loosing me, but got yourself double fucked by a couple of guys you did not know as a way to punish me, though two guys was not what you intended. You secretly liked it, being taken roughly by 2 men, though you feel guilty about it. Does that pretty much sum it up?" I asked.

"Yes, though that sounds terrible when you say it like that!"

"I don't mean it to be, just trying to be clear about what I am hearing. So if I am right, you want to be with me, but you get turned on by the idea of being taken by more then one man. Would that be accurate?"

"Yes," she said cautiously "but you think I am nothing but a slut now don't you?" At that last her eyes began to puddle.

"No, I most certainly do not. Let me ask you this: do you love me?"

Her jaw dropped open and her eyes doubled in size. We had never talked about our feelings about each other, it had always been an unspoken thing between us.

"Yes" she whispered.

"I love you too Beth. Now that we have that cleared up, can we both agree that we want to be with each other, the past is the past?"

Beth nodded vigorously.

"As long as I can be there near you, either participating, watching or both, and be in a position to step in to protect you, is this something that you would want to do again?"

Again, Beth nodded, eyes gleaming.

"Good, I am glad we got that cleared up! Now stand up!"

Looking at me quizzically, she stood up, the t-shirt she had been wearing as a nightgown today barely covering her midsection, legs bare. I turned her around and bent her over a nearby couch, pulling the t-shirt up to uncover that gorgeous ass of her, plunging my tongue deep between the cheeks of her ass. I could hear her moaning loudly. I stopped for a moment to give her a sharp slap on the ass. She yelped and look back at me, her eyes big.

"Now, here is what I want to do to you right now..." I began, her eyes growing even larger as she listened.

The end