The Awakening of Crystal Ch. 10

Late on Friday afternoon, Charles began clearing his desk of contract folders, looking forward to the weekend with Crystal. It had been two days since Crystal surprised him when he arrived home to find her in a submissive position. The playtime, that night, was very enjoyable and as he promised before they fell asleep, he made reservations at the Imperial Gardens Hotel. The reservations for dinner and a room were for Saturday night and he was looking forward to spending an evening at the 5-star hotel with his wife. He smiled, thinking of how excited she was when he told her. Now, filing a few folders in his desk, he chuckled thinking of his conversation with Sylvia earlier in the day telling him and how Crystal called with the news. The two of them were now constant companions and confidants. Ever since Crystal found out and accepted Sylvia as her mistress, the two were inseparable.

Gathering the last few contracts, he thought of Connor and felt a little disappointment that he had not called either on Thursday or Friday. With it being close to the end of the week, he resigned himself to the fact that Connor was not interested in hearing what he would propose. A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts and when Roxanne stuck her head into his office, telling him she was leaving for weekend, he nodded and told her to have a good weekend. Grabbing his suit coat and hanging it over his arm, and then picking up his brief case, he heard his desk phone buzz.

"Mr. Powers, I have a gentleman on the line for you. He said his name is Connor Appleton and you were expecting his call."

A smile creased his face as he thanked Roxanne and then picked up the phone. Sitting in his leather chair, they exchanged pleasantries and then he listened to Connor tell him how he thought a lot about the show he witnessed on Wednesday afternoon. He mentioned how erotic it was and how he couldn't get the image of his wife crawling to the window out of his mind. And to top it off, he was surprised his wife was seemingly waiting for him to give him the envelope.

"Did you know your wife gave me the envelope?"

A smile exploded on his face, visions of his redheaded wife crawling to the window, craving the man's cock. "I did find out about it," he answered without divulging how he found out she met him.

Charles remained silent listening attentively to Connor explain how he read the note and wasn't sure what to do about it. Connor continued, telling how he thought about it for a couple of days before he decided to call him about his proposal. He was about to speak when he heard Connor say, "Curiosity got the better of me and I had to call to find out what you meant by your proposal."

Charles licked his lips. "Connor, my wife and I are new to the bondage and discipline lifestyle. What you saw the other day was my first solo attempt at dominating my wife." He stopped and listened and hearing nothing, and then continued, "And it was her first discipline session with me. While we were playing for you, I could see my wife really wanted to physically touch you." Thinking of the surprise she gave him, Charles added, "She told me as much the other night and I thought it might be fun to have you surprise her."

The vision of the woman crawling toward him had made Connor think about a rendezvous with the redhead. Now this man was offering him an opportunity and he was a bit surprised and flattered. Was this for real? Trying to act nonchalant he spoke. "What do you have in mind?"

"I'm taking her to the Imperial Gardens Hotel tomorrow night for dinner and we are spending the night. I was thinking we could come up with something to surprise her after dinner."

Connor felt the hairs on his back raise. This offer seemed to good to be true. "Are you sure you're ok with this?"

"Yeah, I'm sure. Crystal and I have a new relationship and I'm sure she'd be surprised and excited to see you." Charles thought for a moment and then tried to add support to his proposal. "Listen Connor, I understand if you're a little skeptical. You don't really know us and we don't know you. But you have to admit that after seeing my wife crawl to the window and mouth that she wanted your cock, you have to be interested or you wouldn't have called me."

Connor had to admit, he was interested in the proposal. "I am interested. One thing though, I'm in a relationship with a really sexy woman and we are into the swinger scene."

It was Charles' turn to be surprised. He gasped and waited for Connor to speak.

"Would you mind if I brought her with me? While I'm having fun with your wife you can might have some fun with my girlfriend." He smiled knowing Megan would jump at the chance to swing with another couple.

What the fuck. He never expected this and Charles could hardly contain his laugh and the thought of another woman joining in the fun. He steadied his voice as he replied, "Connor, I think that would be even more of a surprise for her and me. Let's say 8 pm at the Imperial Gardens. I'll text you our room number when I'm ready for you and your friend. By the way, what's her name?"

"Megan, and I'm sure you'll like her. She's very personable and I have a feeling she'll enjoy being part of the surprise for your wife." He thought of Charles seeing the athletic blue eyed blonde with medium sized breasts and tattoos sprinkled on her body. There was no way Charles could resist Megan and knowing Megan appetite for sex, she would be crawling all over Charles.

The men exchanged phone numbers before ending the call. Charles wore a huge smile as he drove home with thoughts of what might happen Saturday night. He knew what Connor looked like; a rugged man used to outdoor work but what about Megan? Connor didn't mention anything about her looks, only that she was sexy and liked to swing. Arriving home, he didn't mention his conversation with Connor and acted as if it was just another ordinary day at the office. But his thoughts were clearly centered on Saturday night.

Saturday evening:

Charles finished tying his tie in front of the vanity mirror, smiling at the thought of what was about to happen later in the evening. Walking into the bedroom to check on Crystal's progress, he stopped dead in his tracks, seeing her cover her lovely breasts in a revealing low-cut black silk bra. It matched the black silk thong and he felt a surge of blood in his cock. For a moment he thought about grabbing a quickie before dinner but restrained himself. He would have to wait.

Crystal smirked at her husband's greedy stare. With a suggestive smile, she picked up a sexy black dress, wiggling into it while watching his lecherous glare. A chuckle came from her throat when she heard the low wolf whistle. The tight dress accentuated her curves and after slipping into black spiked heels, she selected a gold necklace to complete her ensemble. "Can you help with this," she said holding both ends of the gold chain.

Connecting the clasp, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back against him. "You'll be the center of attention tonight baby," he whispered squeezing her tighter. Turning her to look at him, he smiled at the outfit and especially the dress length that came to just above mid-thigh. Anyone with good vision would surely get a great view of her black silk thong when she sat in a chair.

"Thank you honey," she whispered and then added, "I only have eyes for you master." The thought of her being his submissive sent a thrill through her. Kissing him softly as to not mess up her red lipstick, she was excited for what would happen after dinner.

She didn't know nor did she care how much the meal and room cost. This was an evening with her husband and she thought of it as a delayed anniversary dinner. Her last anniversary dinner turned out to be one where she was kidnapped for an entire weekend of sexual discipline and sex which opened her eyes to being a submissive.

Leaving the house, she enjoyed his hand resting on her bare thigh, feeling her pussy begin to get excited. As they neared the hotel, the thought of how successful Charles was entered her mind. Even though he was well known as a savvy businessman, she felt they paled in the face of the mega rich. But tonight, now that their marriage was wide open, she was going to enjoy being amongst the city's elite. The thought of rich men and women eyeing her sent excited shivers down her spine as they pulled into the valet line.

The historic Imperial Gardens Hotel was known for its opulence. The original hotel, built in the late 1800's, catered to the rich and famous of the time until it fell into disrepair during the depression. After the war, new owners made extensive renovations and once again, the hotel was known for its elegance, catering to the upper class.

The young valet smiled brightly, grinning ear to ear, when she turned to get out of the car, staring at the exposure of her black silk material. Another young valet retrieved their luggage and she noticed his unabashed stare. Glancing down at his crotch, her eyes returned to his and then she licked her lips and winked before taking Charles' arm. 'That should give him some pleasant dreams,' she thought as the doorman held the door open and welcomed them to the Imperial Gardens Hotel.

The check-in clerk was very courteous, informing them that their bags would be taken to their room and they could proceed to the dining room. Charles saw the sign for the restrooms. "Please excuse me, Crystal. I need to use the men's room before dinner."

"I'll be right here," she answered looking at the ornate decorations in the lobby.

The restroom was just a ploy to text Connor their hotel room and confirm they were still on board with what they discussed over the phone. After receiving a reply, he rejoined Crystal and they were escorted into the elegantly decorated dining room. They couldn't help but notice the stares of other well-dressed patrons as they were guided to their table. A long stem rose setting next to a tall lit candle set the mood for an intimate ambiance of dining pleasure.

The wine and food were fabulous and Crystal couldn't help but notice some of the mega rich dining near them. As she dined on surf and turf, she delighted in seeing some of the men and women steal glances in her direction. Gazing at Charles, she saw his knowing smile, that his wife was the center of attention of both men and women. What would it be like to be one of the rich and famous? The life with Charles was very comfortable but she couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to have servants waiting hand and foot on her.

Crystal wanted to retire to their room, but didn't argue when Charles ordered after dinner drinks. The White Russian was just what she needed as they made small talk. But watching Charles sipping his 20-year-old single malt scotch, she wondered how the evening would progress once they retired to the room. Did he plan to tie her up as part of their lovemaking? That thought alone made her pussy quiver with expectation. The thought of being tied to the bed and Charles fucking her sent shivers through her body. Pressing her legs together, she tried to quiet her inner sexual hunger. But the more she thought about having sex, the more her body ached for him to touch her.

Charles glanced at his watch, seeing they had about an hour before Connor and Megan would come calling. He wanted Crystal in such a heated state of arousal and in a position that she would not know what was happening nor would she be able to stop what was going to happen. Taking her hand into his large paw, he smiled sexily. "Are you ready to retire baby."

With smoldering eyes, she whispered in a sexual tone that left no doubt what she was thinking. "Yes. I am more than ready."

Walking arm in arm to the elevator, he noticed people looking at them and was sure their eyes were glued to Crystal's incredible body. He smirked, wondering if they thought he was rich. It didn't matter what they thought. They were about to embark on a new sexual experience and he felt a surge of lust in his cock thinking about what was about to happen. When they entered the elevator, he punched the 29th floor which was one floor below the penthouse suite and saw her eyes widen.

Putting her arm around his waist, she murmured, "Mmmmm honey, you went all out."

"Maybe next time we'll reserve the penthouse," he joked as he turned and pulled her into his arms.

The kiss was full of passion as he pushed her against the mirrored wall, their lips glued together, tongues swiping erratically against each other's lips. As the elevator began to rise, he wondered if the elevator would stop at any of the floors but figured if no one else got on at the main floor, they would ride upward with no disturbance. His kiss became more demanding, filled with hunger. He let out a soft groan when she wrapped her arms around his neck, returning the torrid kiss with one of her own. Sliding his hand onto her breast, he heard her moans fill the elevator. They were priming their sexual engines for a wild night of lust.

Just as the bell chimed, announcing their arrival at the 29th floor, the kiss broke and they exited the elevator like two excited teenagers. Walking hand in hand, they quickly made their way to room 2910. Charles fumbled with the card trying to open the door a little too quickly to their sex chamber. Once the door was opened, they walked in and Crystal let out a gleeful giggle.

"Ohhhh baby this is fantastic," she cooed walking into the spacious hotel room. The large living area with floor to ceiling windows provided a fantastic view of the downtown and river. Walking to the window, she fondly remembered the window washer and the exhibition they put on for him. Opening the balcony door, she stepped outside for a moment, breathing in the crisp air and staring into the setting sun. Everything was perfect.

Stepping back inside, she looked around the room, smiling at the leather sofa and chairs and the large coffee table in the center of the furniture. The setup reminded her of Nick's place and the sexual fun she had with the women and men. A shiver tore through her at the thought of how the men used her on Nick's coffee table, fucking every hole when a noise off to one side interrupted her thoughts.

Charles stood behind a well-stocked bar, a smile on his face. "Can I get you a drink ma'am?"

"Mmmmm maybe later baby," she cooed. Other more erotic thoughts were pouring through her mind. Rubbing her hand across the polished bar, she looked in the mirror and couldn't help but smile. What would it be like to be truly rich enough to afford this for weeks at a time? She noticed an open door near the bar, seeing the bathroom for what she thought were guests. This was definitely a party suite and she imagined it was rented out to corporate sponsors for one of their hospitality rooms.

Charles reached over the bar and took her hands in his large paw. Kissing the back of her hand, he wore a naughty smile. "I think there's one more room you might want to see," he teased.

Crystal felt a surge of excitement as they walked arm in arm to another room adjacent to the living area. A king-sized bed was the focal point in the room with bedside tables. A large mirror hung on the wall over the ornate headboard with artistic paintings hanging on either side of it. The one side wall was another set of full height windows providing the same view as the living area. She noted the sliding doors that led to an outdoor balcony and imagined having coffee in the early morning with Charles after a night of unbridled sex.

Turning to the opposite wall, she saw the open door to the master suite bathroom. Entering the bathroom, her mouth dropped open at the sight of a magnificent marble sink, tub with a hydro-massage, and the large shower that looked like you could have a party in it. She couldn't help but smile at herself in the vanity mirror just as she did in the mirror behind the bar. She could get used to this lifestyle. Walking back into the bedroom, she looked at the large king-sized bed, feeling a tremor course through her when he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against him.

Nuzzling his lips on her neck, he kissed her bare skin a few times before whispering, "I think you know what this is for."

"Definitely not for sleeping, she murmured.

Tilting her head sideways, she accepted his hot kiss. Turning in his arms, her lips remained glued to his while their tongues teased each other's lips. A shudder encased her as she thought of how much fun they were going to have on the luxurious piece of furniture. Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt his lips leave her hungry lips and he stared at her mesmerizing eyes.

"Hmmmm thank you for all this daddy," she whispered feeling his lips return to give her a deeper more demanding kiss.

After another lustful bout of kissing, he pulled his lips away. "Let's get you out of these fancy clothes," he murmured, releasing her.

Finding the small zipper tab, his fingers expertly unzipped the dress as he talked to her. "I saw a lot of men and women admiring you tonight baby. I bet all the men and some of the women would love to get their paws on you." Kissing her bare shoulder, he smiled when the dress fell to her feet. Staring at her sexy underwear, he sighed, "Baby you are one beautiful woman and none of those rich men or bitches get to have you tonight."

"I only want you daddy," she cooed, staring at him with puppy dog eyes.

Charles crushed his lips against her red lips, their bodies hugging as the torrid passionate kiss lingered. His tongue probed between her lips tasting her red lipstick as her mouth urgently sucked on it. In and out of her mouth his tongue slid, probing and then retreating. Sliding his hands up and down her back, they landed on her bra clasp and in quick fashion, unhooked it to free her breasts. Looking down at her naked breasts, he smiled. "Mmmmm baby your breasts are exquisite." Dipping his head, he flicked his tongue over and around the soft nipple, feeling it begin to harden and just as his lips captured it, he felt her hands tangle in his hair, keeping his lips attached to the aching nipple.

"Baby," she moaned and then hissed seductively, "Ahhhhh yessss honey suck on it...... mmmmm bite it baby.... ahhhhh yesssssss baby I love it when you bite them."

Charles wasted no time granting her request, capturing the hardened nipple, licking, kissing, sucking and then nipping at the very tip before biting it, and drawing it outward. When he released it, he felt her hands guiding his lips to the other aching nipple. He offered no resistance as he kissed his way into the deep cleavage and up the other mound to find it already hard and waiting for his lips.

"Yesssss daddy...... ohhhhh goddddd baby...... I want you so much," she moaned, holding his head tightly to her aching tit while he feasted on the ripe nub.

After a few more licks and sucking, she pushed him away, smiling naughtily, "I know a way I can thank my daddy," she giggled, beginning to untie his tie and then unbutton his shirt. Her hands roamed over his strong muscular chest and then she slipped to her knees. Reaching for the belt buckle, she quickly undid the buckle and then pulled the zipper down. Her hands roamed over the growing bulge and she was anxious to pull his cock out. Planting a kiss on his trousers, she panted while staring at the growing bulge that would soon be freed. As his trousers fell to his ankles, her hand snaked inside his shorts, feeling his semi-hard cock.

"Mmmmmm....... yesssss....... daddy," she cooed pulling the muscle out, staring at the crown and seeing a little fluid on the tip. "Let your baby take care of you daddy," she moaned, panting and then planting a kiss on the tip before slipping her lips around the thick head.

Charles groaned when her lips made contact with the crown of his cock, watching her hand slowly stroke his semi-flaccid cock. When she took more of his cock into her mouth, he closed his eyes, his hands resting on her head, enjoying the sensual feel of her lips. Opening his eyes, he saw her emerald orbs watching him as her mouth slowly devoured his cock. The sensations imparted by her expert cock sucking skills were exquisite and while under normal circumstances he would love to have her keep sucking his cock, he glanced at the bedside clock. He had about fifteen minutes to get her ready.