The Bitch is Tamed Ch. 03

Dyane and I were patient as regards our next session but a bombshell was dropped when she pulled me to one side in the corridor one morning to explain that her husband had been promoted in his job but it would involve a move for both of them down to the west country. I could tell Dyane was very upset at this, at which I was flattered, but she promised we would try and get in one at last session before she left.

She was true to her word...

A few days before she was due to leave she came up to me just as I was leaving the office and slipped a piece of paper into my hand. It read as follows...

"Tomorrow I will be your tart! I think you will enjoy it more than me being your slave and as my husband is away on a course overnight perhaps you would like to stay over!"

I quickly tore up the piece of paper and put it in a bin further up the high street as I walked to catch my bus, my imagination working overtime as to what tomorrow would bring!

I was in the office early next day and was a little worried when there was no sign of Dyane. However to my relief she arrived a few minutes after 9.00 and I was pleased to see that she was wearing quite a short skirt. In fact she had taken to wearing such skirts in recent weeks and the general opinion was that she was cruising towards her leaving. She sat down diagonally opposite me as usual and glanced up to give me a wink and a smile. The fun starts here!

Dyane then obviously thought it was time to make the first move later that morning as she asked me if I could fetch a closed file for her from the safe down in the building's basement. I pretended to be reluctant but promised I would fetch the keys and meet her by the lift doors. This was a common occurrence and did not look at all suspicious.

I came back downstairs with the keys and saw Dyane was waiting patiently by the lift. She grinned at me and pulled them open, and we both stepped in. She closed the doors and pressed the button for the basement and as she turned to face me she casually slid her hand down to my groin and cupped her fingers around my cock. She smiled at me and then leaned forward to kiss me several times on the lips as her fingers massaged my cock which soon began to grow. The lift rattled to a halt and she quickly withdrew her hand as the door was opened and we walked into the safe.

We soon found the section that Dyane wanted and I was pleased to see the file she needed was on the top shelf. I pulled the stepladder towards the shelf and indicated that Dyane should go up and fetch the file.

"It might take you a while to find it..." I grinned at her.

"I wouldn't be at all surprised!" She glanced up at the top shelf. "Will you hold me to make sure I don't fall?"

"You'll be in safe hands!" I promised and Dyane turned and climbed the steps up to the top. Her head was brushing the ceiling and her calves were at eye level as I gazed up. Her long her tanned legs disappeared into the confines of her short skirt and she casually lifted one leg and rested her foot on the top bar of the steps. Gazing up I suddenly realized she had gone without panties today!

I reached up and took hold of her standing leg with one hand and stroked the fingers of my free hand up and down the inside of her thighs. Dyane quivered and held on to the shelf for support as I slid my hand firmly up towards her pussy and my fingers soon found her cleft which was already moist. It felt less bushy than before and using my fingers I teased her lips and then carefully inserted my middle finger into her pussy. Dyane moaned softly as I slid my finger up to the knuckle and then began to slide it firmly in and out.

After a while she became wetter and I was able to slide two fingers in and out quite easily. Dyane now began to grunt rhythmically in time with my fingers thrusting in and out of her pussy and I brought my other hand up to grab the cheeks of her backside. I squeezed and massaged the soft flesh of her pert bottom and then slid my thumb towards the puckered opening of her anus, allowing it to slide back and forth across her backside. Suddenly Dyane squeezed her legs together and stifled a cry as she came. Her pussy was clamped around my fingers and I could feel her juices running down my hand.

I quickly pulled my fingers away and looking around found some bits of cloth I could use to clean myself up. Dyane was still quivering at the top of the steps and I helped her down until she stood in front of me, with a broad grin on her face. Wordlessly she handed me the file in question and we returned to the office.

I don't quite know how I managed to last during the rest of the day but, as arranged, when it got to five o'clock I left first and waited by the side of the car which Dyane had parked at the back of the office and within a few minutes she joined me. We got in and Dyane quickly drove me to her flat which was not far from the town centre. Looking across I saw that her skirt had slipped up almost to her waist and anyone glancing in the car window would have had a good view!

She parked the car in an underground garage and we entered the service lift which took us to her flat. On the journey up we just gazed at each other, each of us anticipating what was to come and as soon as we stumbled into her flat she grabbed me and taking my hand led me into the bedroom.

"Fuck me now!" She turned to look at me and grabbing the hem of her tee shirt pulled it over her head and threw it on the floor. I quickly got undressed whilst Dyane did the same and as she threw herself back on to the big double bed I joined her. She quickly pulled me on top of her, wrapping her arms around me and we kissed passionately, our tongues intertwining. I was of course a fully erect by now and Dyane's pussy was so wet that my cock slid in like a knife through butter as she guided me with her hands. She gave a grunt as my cock slammed its full length straight into her and she wrapped her legs around me pulling me even deeper.

"That's it Martin! Nice and deep! I want to feel your cock deep inside me!" As she said this she thrust her hips up at me and I began to fuck her slowly but firmly, my balls slamming against her backside. She began to moan and grunt in time to my thrusting and suddenly she gave her a cry as she came. It took me by surprise, it was so quick, and I was also surprised as she suddenly pushed me away and on to my back. However she was not going to let me down as she quickly straddled and my thighs and taking my cock once again in her hand positioned it at the entrance to her pussy and slid down so once again I was embedded in her.

"Come for me Martin! I want to feel you're juice pumping into my cunt!" I grinned and started to thrust up at her, knowing now my orgasm was not far away. She was gazing at me intently, a look of studied concentration on her face as she bounced up and down on my cock. Then she reached behind her and I felt her finger nails scraping along between my legs and across my balls, and that was enough for me.

"I'm coming!" I croaked as I felt my climax approaching and suddenly I came, jerking several times as my spunk erupted into her pussy. Dyane cooed appreciatively.

"Oh yes Martin...that's lovely...give it to me...all of it...yes darling..." she whispered, her head close to mine as I continued to come inside her. I began to subside and Dyane carefully lifted herself off me and rolled over on to her back. The two of us lay side by side breathing deeply and recovering from the "quickie" fuck. Dyane turned to look at me.

"Sorry it was all a bit quick but I've been dying for that all day!"

"Me too!" I replied and reached for her hand. We lay there not speaking but fingers entwined and I realised then how much I was going to miss this girl when she left. Dyane must have read my thoughts.

"It's been fun hasn't it? And we've still got the evening to come..." I murmured agreement. Then she got up off the bed and declared she was going to run a bath. She went off to the bathroom and I lay there listening as she filled the tub up and I heard her climb in. I got up myself and went into the bathroom and was surprised at how luxurious it was. Dyane's husband was obviously very well paid!

A large freestanding tub took pride of place in the middle of the room and in it Dyane was luxuriating, surrounded by bubbles, the tips of her breasts just visible above the level of the water. I knelt down at the head of the bath and began to rub her shoulders. Dyane sighed and sunk lower in the water as my hands did their work, rubbing her shoulders and upper arms and occasionally sliding down to her breasts.

As I reached Dyane's breasts she squirmed in the bath and arched her back like a cat. I admired once again the smoothness and tightness of her body. I curled my free arm around her neck and kissed her gently on the back of her head and she turned to return my kiss. We lay like this for a while until she complained the water was starting to cool so she climbed out and, with my assistance, dried herself.

"Now then!" said Dyane with a mischievous grin on her face. "What to wear?" She put her finger to her mouth and looked up in an expression of mock puzzlement. Then her eyes widened and she trotted off back into the bedroom. I followed her and started to get dressed again as she opened up her wardrobe.

"This one I think..." She turned to look at me. "If you get dressed and go back into the lounge, I'll get myself ready and you can give me your opinion." I sat in the lounge waiting for Dyane's entrance. After a few minutes the bedroom door opened and Dyane sashayed through into the lounge.

"My name is Dyane and I will be your tart for this evening!" she pronounced, like a waitress in a restaurant.

She had pulled her hair back tightly into a pony tail and applied makeup, which although not subtle certainly fitted the image! Her lipstick was bright red and she grinned at me as my eyes surveyed the rest of her body. She was wearing what appeared to be a skin-tight blue dress which had no straps but just about covered her breasts. The hem seemed to finish a mere inch or to below her crotch and it clung to every curve. She was wearing matching blue stilettos and the overall effect was electric!

"Ready!"

"So I see...Dyane, you look fabulous!" She seemed relieved and picked up a small handbag and led me across to the door.

We climbed back into the car again and this time there was no pretence. Dyane's pussy was clearly visible and anyone looking in the car would have had quite a clear view. We drove back into the town centre and parked behind the office once again, and then the two of us strolled into town. As we walked up the high street we drew several glances, primarily of course because of what Dyane was wearing, but I must admit I felt quite proud at the various envious glances I received from the men!

We were walking arm in arm and every so often that Dyane would slide her hand down to my backside and give it an encouraging squeeze, making sure everyone knew that I was her man. I had no idea where she had planned to go but as we approached the Odeon cinema she glanced up at the poster and then back at me, cocked her head and grinned. She had obviously known that the film was going to be "Emmanuelle" and I grinned and nodded. I had already seen the film a few weeks before in London and I felt sure Dyane would appreciate it.

When we got in the cinema we immediately headed for the back row and I was surprised how quiet the place was. We had the back three rows to ourselves and there were the odd few people scattered about nearer the screen. The film started and Dyane watched it her eyes wide open and transfixed. Bear in mind this was the early seventies and this film was very explicit for its day. I knew what was to come in various scenes and noticed she seemed to get even more excited at the "forced" sexual situations. Then I suddenly had an idea. I excused myself a nipped out to the lobby.

I soon saw what I wanted and I came back and sat back down next to Dyane. I then carefully peeled the wrapper off a Zoom ice lolly.

She gazed at me as I licked it a few times and then I casually reached down and started to rub the tip of the slowly along the inside of her thighs.

Dyane gasped and her eyes closed as I stroked the lolly up and down the inside of her hot thighs. However she slid forward in the seat which had the effect of raising her skirt above her waist and her bottom half was now completely naked apart from the stilettos. She gazed unseeing at the screen as I slid the lolly further up until I felt it touch her pussy. Dyane stifled a cry and put her hands to her mouth, closing her eyes as I began to gently probe the opening to her pussy with the ice lolly.

With the lubrication from the melting of ice it was only a second or so before it started to slide inside her pussy and soon the entire length of the ice lolly was embedded in Dyane's sex. I looked at her face and now her eyes were closed and her head was thrown back as I began to slide the lolly in and out. I reached over and took her right hand. She looked at me, puzzled, and then I put her hand on the lolly, replacing mine and motioned her to carry on.

I settled back in my seat and watched as Dyane continued to slide the lolly in out of her pussy, this time going at her own rapid rhythm, and even though the film was quite loud I swear I could hear the squelching of the ice in her pussy. Suddenly she stiffened and put her hand to her mouth, biting her knuckles as she came. She was actually bouncing up and down in her seat which caused a few heads to turn but I don't think anyone suspected exactly what was going on. It seemed to take an age for Dyane to calm down but eventually she pulled the lolly from her pussy with a wet plop. It was now a lot smaller than it had been when it had gone in!

To my surprise she brought the lolly to her lips and took a long suck, enjoying, no doubt, the mixture of the fruit flavour and her pussy. She turned to look at me and slid the lolly in and out of her mouth provocatively, raising her eyebrows up and down as she did so. I grinned and then reached out and took the lolly from her, holding her gaze as I tasted it myself. The taste of her pussy had now gone but the icy fruit was most refreshing.

The film soon ended and we both stood up. Dyane turned to look at her seat which was somewhat damp! She quickly took out a couple of tissues from her handbag and carefully wiped the inside of her legs before following me out of the cinema.

"That was fucking unbelievable!" Dyane muttered in my ear as we strolled down the high street. "You have a wicked imagination!"

"You'd be surprised!" I turned to grin at her. We walked arm in arm again and this time my hand was firmly clamped to her backside while hers was curled around my waist. We talked about this and that as we strolled up towards the top of the high street and I wondered what else Dyane had in store.

She led me across the road and I noticed we were heading towards the Parks, which was rather encouraging as I guessed we would be pretty much alone there although it was the classic hot August night. I then realised she was heading towards the children's playground, which surprised me a little but it suddenly occurred to me that a lot of fun could be had on a child's swing...

Dyane obviously had the same idea as she led me over to the swings and put her handbag down by the side. She told me to sit on the seat which I did and then quickly looking around to make sure we weren't being watched she hitched her skirt up around her waist and straddled me, facing me. She then eased her skirt down as much as possible so we looked visibly innocent and wrapped her arms around me while I hung on to the chains of the swing.

She grinned at me.

"Comfy?"

"Very!" I confirmed as we started to swing gently back and forth. Her crotch was now squirming against mine and my cock, which had been stirring ever since we left the cinema, was now starting to get bigger. She then let go with one arm and snaked her hand down between us, fumbling for the zip of my trousers. Between us we actually managed to bring my cock out into the open, which surprised me, and then without breaking the rhythm of the swinging she quickly hitched herself up and impaled herself on my cock for the second time that evening.

She then slipped her skirt down again and put her arms round me. To all intents and purposes we were quite decent, and a passerby, although perhaps envying my position, would have no idea that my cock was embedded in Dyane. We started to swing back and forth again and at each swing my cock slid ever so slightly in and out of Dyane's pussy. The feeling was exquisite! I knew it would be very difficult for me to come like this, but the tension and anticipation was amazing.

"Let me hold the swing now so you can do what you like with your hands..." Dyane muttered in my ear and as she said this she unwrapped herself from me and took hold of the chains. I let go and then brought my hands around her to make sure we were safe as we were continuing to swing, albeit less vigorously than before. I ran my hands up her flanks and over her breasts, enjoying the feeling of her soft flesh beneath the thin material. Then I quickly glanced around and, seeing we were not being watched, I carefully peeled the top few inches of her dress down revealing her gorgeous breasts.

They were at face level and I kissed each one in turn, running my tongue around the nipples and making Dyane gasp. I took each breast in my mouth in turn, chewing at the hard stalks of her nipples. Dyane was now squirming on my lap and I wondered if she would be able to come in this position. My question was soon answered...

"I'm going to come...Oh God I think I'm going to come again!" As we swung Dyane was thrusting her hips harder against me at the top of each swing and I continued licking and chew at her nipples. I hugged her tightly, pulling her closer to me and then slid one hand down between us and searched for her crotch. I slipped my hand underneath the material of her dress and with my thumb soon found her clitoris. Dyane squeaked as I began to rub my thumb across the little round bud and suddenly she stiffened and cried out.

"YESSS...OH FUCK YESSSSS!!!" She almost screamed as she came and I looked around in a panic, feeling sure that someone would hear us. To my horror a young couple, no more than 50 yards away, were peering at as intently. I could see them exchanging comments and pointing as Dyane continued to moan in orgasmic ecstasy. As she quietened I whispered to Dyane,

"I think we've been spotted..." Dyane had by now recovered from her orgasm and turned to look in the direction I was pointing. To my surprise she grinned.

"Let's give them something to look at then shall we?" Then to my horror she disentangled herself from me and climbed off the swing, leaving my cock sticking up in the night air. I turned to look again at the couple and I saw the girl had put her hand to her mouth. I sat there helplessly as, to my astonishment Dyane casually got down on her knees in front of me and started to play with my cock. She turned to look at the couple and grinned, and even waved, which seemed to encourage them. I looked across and saw the girl was leading the boy across towards us, but the boy was obviously very suspicious and quickly shook his hand free. They seemed to argue and to my relief the boy stalked off but to my horror the girl strode purposefully towards us. She slowed as she approached is, seemingly unsure of herself but Dyane turned to look at her.

"Nice isn't it?" She said indicating my cock.

"It's certainly rather big!" The girl smiled at me. She had a very posh voice and looked quite elegant, in a short dark skirt and a white blouse. "Help yourself! said Dyane pointing my cock in her direction. The girl looked at me and I did not know what to say but just grinned. Then she seemed to come to a decision and quickly knelt down in front of me, taking Dyane's place as she stood up. The girl gazed up at me. She was quite attractive and had long black hair tied up in a bun. Her make-up was very carefully done and she had a very trim figure. I was more than happy for her to be Dyane's replacement!