Night Three of Domination Week

"I do need to go to the restroom," she said. She pushed he chair back and started to get up. James also stood up and helped with the chair. When Sarah stood, he was right next to her. He leaned closer.

"I want you to touch yourself in the restroom. You can cum if you want to," he whispered in her ear. Then he stepped back and let her past him. She moved quickly across the floor to the ladies' room without glancing back.

James sat and wondered if Sarah was actually touching herself in the restroom, since he had given her permission. He knew she would never actually have an orgasm in there. She wouldn't even pee unless the water was running to drown out the sound, so there was no way she'd risk someone hearing her getting herself off. He realized then that she would have to move the vibrator in order to urinate. So she would have to touch herself, and get her juices all over her fingers. The thought excited him immensely, and he fantasized her losing all control and bringing herself to a noisy orgasm in the stall, not caring whether anyone heard it or not. His daydream ended when he looked up and saw Sarah returning to the table. He stood up and held her chair as she sat down.

"Feel better?" he asked casually.

"Yes, thanks."

James leaned in closer and lowered his voice. "Did you touch yourself in the restroom?"

"Yes."

"You didn't cum, I hope, you naughty girl…"

"No."

"Good. Give me your hand." She held out her right hand to him.

"Is this the hand you used?"

"Yes." James took her hand in his and brought it to his mouth. He sensually licked and kissed each of her first three fingers.

"You washed your hands," James said, looking at her with disappointment.

"Yes."

"Too bad. I would have loved to taste you." Sarah took back her hand and laid it in her lap. She was once again crimson. She glanced up at James, her head bowed, but couldn't hold his gaze and turned away. The waiter came to check on them.

"Is everything all right, Mr. Smith?"

"Yes, it was very good, Roberto, but we're in a bit of a rush."

"So you won't be having desert tonight?"

"Darling? Would you like some dessert?" James asked, looking at Sarah expectantly. He had just the trace of a smile on his lips.

"No," she whispered, just barely audible. Her face was still red, and getting redder.

"I think just the check, Roberto," James said. "And if you could ask them to bring the car around…"

"Of course, sir," Roberto said, and left them. He brought the check a moment later. James paid in cash, and they got up to leave. James signaled to Roberto that he had left the money at the table and they walked out. Their car was waiting for them.

James drove smoothly through the light traffic on the short trip to the theater. He cast an occasional glance at Sarah, and couldn't help smiling.

"You're really enjoying toying with me, aren't you?" she asked.

"Oh, god, yes…more than I ever thought I would."

"You're just getting back at me for last night, aren't you?"

"Not at all, darling. I'm living my fantasy, just like you did last night. I love seeing you turned on in public, with no way to relieve yourself. It's exciting."

"So you're not just torturing me?"

"No, darling. I'll let you cum later, when we're alone. I'll even help," he said, smiling at her. "And, of course, you'll help me." They pulled into the parking garage next to the theater. James took a ticket from the machine and they began winding their way up. They found a spot on the fourth level, where they could enter directly into the theater without going outside. James pulled into a spot in a dark corner.

"Let me see your pussy, darling. I want to see your little friend."

"Oh, James, no…"

"Darling…pull up your dress and let me see," he commanded. Sarah reluctantly began bunching the dress in her hands, pulling the hem further up her legs. Soon she had it up to her waist, exposing her nylon-clad pussy to his gaze. James looked down and smiled.

"I love knowing that it's there, darling," he said. He reached out and stroked her pubic mound with the palm of his hand. He could feel his wife's moisture on his hand, as well as the heat emanating from her pussy. "Hmmm…seems like someone is enjoying herself," he said, smiling at her. He pressed on the vibrator with his index and middle fingers. Sarah gasped. "Just knowing that I can turn it on and make you wet and horny…god, I love it." James shuddered with the thought. "All right, you can pull your dress down now."

James walked around and opened Sarah's door. She got out, and they walked across the walkway to the theater. They checked their coats, then were shown to their seats on the aisle by a young usher who gave Sarah a nice smile and told her to enjoy the show. Sarah couldn't look the boy in the face. She sat down and demurely crossed her legs at the knee.

It was only a few minutes after the two sat down that the curtain rose and the play began. James reached into his pocket and fished out the remote. He didn't thumb any of the buttons. He just rested it on his knee, holding it there in plain sight. Sarah turned to look at it, then up at him.

"Watch the play, darling. I hear it's very good." James actually didn't know anything about the play other than there were tickets available when he called the theater. Probably not a ringing endorsement, he thought to himself. Then again, he didn't much care. He doubted either of them would remember much about what happened on the stage. They had their own show playing out tonight.

James began playing again a few minutes later. Waiting until he thought Sarah was distracted by the actors, he pressed the 1. She tensed up in her seat. Her hands gripped her thighs as they squeezed together. Looking at her face, he saw she was biting her lower lip as she stared straight ahead. He smiled and turned to watch more of the play, his hand idly playing with the remote and fingering the keypad.

He pressed the two a few minutes later without glancing at Sarah. He could feel her gaze on him as she adjusted her seating position. He just smiled and looked forward. He felt Sarah's hand on his arm, lightly, then digging in to his flesh, even through his suit and dress shirt. Finally her turned to look at her.

"It's wonderful, isn't it darling?" he whispered, knowing that only he and Sarah were aware that he wasn't talking about the play. Sarah was too busy biting her lower lip to reply. He gestured for her to turn her attention back to the play. She turned back to the stage, and so did James. But he knew that neither of them was watching the play.

James waited until there was a quiet moment in the show to turn the vibrator to its highest setting. He knew the people around Sarah could faintly hear the whirring of it, and would be wondering where the sound was coming from. Sarah could hear it too, and James knew she'd be worried that someone would discern the truth of the situation. He also knew Sarah would be worried that someone would smell the unmistakable scent of her arousal, as she was probably soaking wet by now.

James turned to her and smiled. Sarah looked in absolute agony as she tried to keep the emotions from her face. At the same time, she was extremely excited, near an orgasm, and her whole body was tense with the need for relief. She fought to keep her breathing steady. She brought one hand to her throat; the other crossed at her stomach. Her neck and cheeks were flushed and red; James knew it had nothing to do with the makeup she had applied earlier.

When the action struck up again in the play, James turned the vibrator's setting back to one. He glanced at Sarah and saw both relief and disappointment on her face. He wished he could slip his fingers between her legs and feel how wet her shaved pussy was at that moment. But he knew he had to wait. They sat in silence for a while, the vibrator humming along on its lowest setting. Then he leaned over and whispered in her ear.

"It's close to intermission. Go to the restroom and touch yourself for me again, darling. No cumming, just touch yourself. I'll meet you in the lobby, and I want to taste your wet fingers this time." Sarah looked at him for a moment, not moving, her face a blank. Then she got up, standing shakily, and made her way into the aisle past James. He hit the pound sign, turning off the vibe as she started walking towards the exit.

James pocketed the remote, waited a few moments and then got up and walked into the lobby himself. He wanted to beat the crowd and get a glass of wine for each of them. He was near the front, and in a few moments was standing off to the side with the wine, waiting for Sarah's return.

She walked into the lobby a few moments later, just as the first of the intermission crowd was making its way out of the theater. She spotted James, and walked towards him, her right hand hanging loosely at her side and her left holding her purse strap in place on her shoulder. She navigated her way to him through the crowd.

James held out the wineglass for her. She took it with her left hand. James reached down and took her right hand in his left. He slowly brought it to his mouth. He could smell his wife's musky scent on her hand as he paused for a moment, her fingers only an inch from his lips. Then he proceeded to take each finger into his mouth up to the second knuckle and suck on it for a second before moving on to the next. He kissed the back of her hand and then released it.

"Mmm…darling. So obedient and so naughty all at the same time. You taste wonderful." They stood sipping their wine, looking into each other's eyes, until the intermission bell rang. Then they went back to their seats.

James played with the remote through the second act. As soon as they sat back down, he pushed the 1. He turned sideways in his seat, facing away from Sarah, and held the remote at his side where she couldn't see it. He started a pattern then that he knew would arouse her to her breaking point. He left the setting at 1 for a few minutes, then went up to 2 for a few more. This was followed by a short burst on the highest setting. Then he turned it off completely. He waited a few moments, and started all over again on 1. By the time the play was nearing its end, Sarah was jumping in her seat like the proverbial cat on a hot tin roof. James couldn't remember when he had enjoyed the theater this much.

The couple didn't wait for the end of the play. When James sensed things were winding down, he turned to Sarah and motioned that he was ready to leave. She was only too eager to comply with his wish. He turned off the vibe and pocketed the remote. They stood and walked out of the theater. They got their coats and headed for the car.

James didn't ask, but he didn't think Sarah had achieved an orgasm. If she had, she had shown remarkable restraint. But he knew that she had been close a couple of times, and that she was on the edge as they walked to the car. He had turned the vibrator on at its lowest setting for the short walk. Sarah had her arms looped through his, and was holding on for dear life. James guessed she was worried about falling down on her wobbly legs. He opened and closed Sarah's door, and turned off the vibrator as he walked around to his side. He slid into his seat, and turned to look at his beautiful wife.

"Isn't the theater exhilarating, darling? We should do that more often," he said, beaming at her. "Come here." He leaned forward to kiss her, and she responded passionately. Their tongues probed each other's mouth, and James gently bit on Sarah's lower lip. He brought his hand up and cupped her right breast in his hand, kneading it and pinching the erect nipple he could feel even through her dress. Sarah moaned loudly into James' mouth, and placed her hand over his to hold it to her breast. Then after a moment, she pushed it away. Breaking the kiss, she looked around quickly.

"James, please. Let's go home. I don't want to do anything here." James pulled away from her and patted her on the knee.

"All right, darling…let's go home," he said, and put the key in the ignition. He pulled out of the spot, went down the ramp and paid for the parking, and they headed for home.

James went in front of Sarah up the walkway to the front door. He unlocked it and ushered her through. He took off her coat and hung it on the rack, then did the same with his own. Then he gestured an invitation for her to move to the bedroom. She walked ahead of him and stopped standing next to the bed. James reached for the zipper on the dress and pulled it down. As Sarah slid the dress down her body, he removed his jacket and tie. He took the remote from his pocket and placed it on the dresser. Then he took his clothes to the closet, seeing Sarah step out of the dress as he went in. They crossed paths as he came back out, Sarah taking the dress into the closet. James groped her butt as she went by him.

He went and stood by the bed, waiting for her to return. Sarah had her hands on the clasp of the bra when she came back out. She popped the clasp, and slid the bra off her shoulders. James approached her and kissed her as she dropped the garment on to the bed. He slipped one arm around her shoulders, the other around her waist, and gave her a deep, wet kiss, probing her mouth with his tongue. Sarah whimpered as his hand slid down to her nylon-clad ass and he pulled her to him.

They continued kissing for several minutes while James roamed his hands all over her body. He stroked Sarah's back and shoulders, then gently stroked her stomach. He brought his hand up to cup her breast, then brought his lips to her nipple and sucked and nibbled it. Sarah was moaning loudly now, and James was holding her up to keep her from falling back onto the bed. Finally, James pushed her away and sat down on the bed.

"Now, let me watch you take off your hose, darling," he said. "I want you to bend over and slide them down your legs."

Sarah grabbed the waistband and started to remove the hose. James put a hand on hers to stop her.

"Turn around, darling. Let me see your ass. And go slowly. Put on a show for me." Sarah turned so her ass was facing James, only a couple of feet from him. She slowly slid the hose over her ass and inched them down her legs.

"Mmm…very nice, darling," James cooed. He reached out and stroked her ass as she slid the hose down over her calf to her feet. She stepped out of her low black-heeled shoes, then slid the hose over one foot and then the other and off.

"Stay that way for a minute, baby," James said, and continued his caress of her ass. He ran his hands down the back of her thighs as she stood there bent at the waist. She was now wearing nothing except the straps holding the vibrator in place, and, of course the vibrator itself still held firmly between her legs. James looked down at her and smiled.

"OK. Come up here and get on the bed." Sarah climbed onto the bed. James walked around the side and piled some pillows against the headboard. He gestured for Sarah to come up and lean back against them. He slid his hands up Sarah's inner thighs slowly, enjoying it when her legs parted for him. He reached the vibrator and stroked it with his hand.

"I think our little friend has served his purpose tonight, don't you?" he asked. Not waiting for an answer, he slipped the vibrator out of the O ring. He slowly removed the scorpion's tale from Sarah's abused pussy, eliciting a gasp from her, then pulled it away from her and laid it on the bed. Sarah's hand went between her legs and cupped her mound for a moment. James hooked his thumbs into the straps, and slid them down Sarah's thighs and off her legs. Now she was totally naked, waiting for what would happen next.

James got up from the bed and quickly began undressing. He didn't bother unbuttoning or folding anything. He just shucked it quickly and left it in a pile next to the bed. He was quickly nude, his half erect cock pointing out from his body. He got back on to the bed next to Sarah.

"Well, what should we do next?" he said, smiling at her. He reached out and stroked her cheek, using his thumb to pull down on her lower lip. Her eyes were blazing with list as she sucked his thumb into her mouth. "I know. I'll bet someone wants to cum pretty badly right now. Is that what you want, darling?"

"Oh, god, James, yes, please…"

"All right, darling. I want to watch you stroke your bare pussy and make yourself cum. Will you do that for me?"

"Yes."

"Wonderful, darling." James leaned in and kissed her, his tongue licking at her lips. He took her right hand and guided it to her pussy. She didn't waste an instant, and began rubbing her clit. She was moaning as his tongue explored her mouth. He began stroking her thigh as he continued kissing her. Sarah brought her left hand down to her pussy as well, and started masturbating with both hands.

James broke off the kiss and lay back beside Sarah on the pillows. He kept stroking her and watching as her hands roamed over her bald pussy. She had two fingers of her left hand working in and out of her wet hole, while she deftly stroked her clit with her right hand. When James cupped her breast in his hand and pinched her nipple, she let out an explosive moan.

"You were close to cumming at the restaurant tonight, weren't you darling?" James whispered in Sarah's ear.

"Yes," She hissed, not losing a beat with her hands.

"And again at the theater, you were close there, too, weren't you?"

"Oh, yes…"

"I'll bet if I'd left the vibrator on for a few seconds longer, you would have been cumming all over the place, darling."

"Oh, god," Sarah moaned.

"I'll bet you're close right now, aren't you darling?"

"Oh, yes, James, I'm so close."

"If you keep stroking yourself you're going to cum for me, aren't you baby?"

"Yes, baby…I'm almost there." James brought his index and middle fingers to Sarah's lips and brushed them gently. She immediately took his fingers into her mouth and sucked hard on them. She was moaning on his fingers now. James took out his wet fingers and used them to circle and pinch her hard nipples, first one breast and then the other.

"Come on, baby, do it for me…" he whispered in her ear. "Cum for me."

"Oh, now, James…now" she moaned. Her body tensed up and her legs clamped together, trapping her hands there. She rolled onto her side facing him, her eyes closed and her body spasming. She continued to moan. After a minute or more, she relaxed and slumped down against the pillows. "Oh, my god. I've needed to do that for the last three hours."

James looked down at her and smiled. He put his hand on her hip, and kissed her on the forehead.

"Speaking of which," he said. "There's something I need to do now. Lay down on your back now, darling." Sarah slid down the bed and lay down on her back. Her face was now only inches from James' hardening cock. He moved forward until his thigh was touching Sarah's shoulder. He bent his leg and laid it across her chest, turning himself so that his cock was poking Sarah's cheek. She giggled, then turned her head and engulfed the head of his prick into her mouth. She sucked it and swirled her tongue around it. James grabbed the back of her head and moaned.

She sucked him that way for a few minutes, taking most of his cock into her mouth. Then James slid down the bed and lay on top of her, their hipbones touching. His hot, hard cock was pressed against her stomach, trapped there.

"You look so sexy, darling. I just have to have my cock inside you." He slid his cock into her furnace-hot pussy. They both moaned as he buried himself all the way inside her, and stayed there, motionless for a moment. Sarah brought her legs up and wrapped them around his waist. She was the first to start moving, her hips rocking beneath him. James propped himself up on his hands and let Sarah move on his cock. She started moving faster, grabbing his ass for leverage and digging in her nails.