_Jo's POV_
"Hello Molly," Henry said; smiling pleasantly. "Oh shit," I thought. "You two know guys aren't supposed to be back here, right? That definitely rules out having sex in the dressing rooms.. As well," she spoke; walking out beside us. Henry turned bright red. "I um.." I started; peering down at his feet. "Sorry. But he's mine. I won. He knocked me up and I married him. So back off," I snapped; having a major mood swing. "Jo.." He muttered disapprovingly. "I was wondering why you never called back.. I thought you couldn't be with me because you were betrayed.. Not because you were nailing your partner," she said; her lip quivering. "I wasn't.. Back then," he replied. "All this time.. I was holding out hope you'd come around. I still love you. But if you're happy.. So be it," she grumbled; stepping down a peg. -I actually feel kind of bad for her. Henry let her walk away, but I moved towards her. "Molly wait," I urged. "I'm sorry.. I was so rude..I know it's not fair.. I don't want to make an enemy of you.. You're a nice person.. Do you think um.. I could arrange that couple's session you thought we were part of.. The first time we met? Maybe talk about this.. Plus I'm open to new things.. Like getting my ass whooped.. It sure as hell gets Henry off," I grinned. "Sure," she smiled. "I'll tell my receptionist.. How about tomorrow at six?" she asked. "Sounds great," I responded; figuring I might as well put some money in the woman's pocket. She walked away to pay, and I was just about to turn around to face Henry, when I felt him embrace me from behind. "How would you like to get your ass whooped tomorrow?" I asked. "You did a good thing," he grinned; planting a kiss on my cheek. "Yeah.. Well.. I just put myself in her shoes, I guess. -I couldn't stand losing you," I admitted. "I love you," he whispered; tucking a strand of loose hair behind my ear.
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_Molly(Iona)'s POV_
Henry and Jo entered my office the next day at six o'clock sharp; curious what they'd gotten themselves into. "Hello," He smiled; taking a seat across from me. "Hi," I replied. Jo took a seat beside him, and rested a hand on her baby bump; settling in. "How far along?" I wondered. "Started week 14 today," she answered. "Shall we get started?" I suggested. "Sure," Jo replied. "Who tends to dominate?" I questioned; de-robing. "Jo," he responded. At the same time, she said "Me." "That's odd.. Men tend to dominate more often than not," I said. -Even though I'm standing in front of him in lingerie, he couldn't keep his eyes off Jo's ass; enthralled with the skin tight dress she's wearing. He reached out to touch her; groping her bottom, and she blushed; smacking his hand away. He bit his lip; suppressing a devilish grin, and I cleared my throat. "So Jo.. Needs to learn how to relinquish control," I said. "No.. He needs to learn how to take control," she mumbled. "We can work on both," I announced. "Do I have permission to hand cuff you?" I asked her. "Okay," she said hesitantly; not sure what to expect. I hand cuffed her hands behind the chair she's sitting in, and stuffed the key in my pocket. "This is a little exercise I like to do with couples where the usual dominant can't touch the other. Henry, I want you to seduce her.. Own her.. Make her want to touch you so badly that she screams at you to unlock her handcuffs," I explained. He smirked, and nodded his head, walking around her chair in a circle, like a shark circling his prey. I saw her break out in a sweat; licking her lips. He stopped in front of her, and ran a hand down her torso; along her neck and down her sternum. His eyes never left her lips. He stood over her; his legs stretched out so that he had one on both sides of her, and gripped her shoulders. Their lips collided, and he sat down; starting to grind hard. The way he moved made him look he was half stripper, half dancer. "Harder," she grunted. He kissed her neck; dry humping her as hard as he could. "Ohhh goddd," she moaned; letting her head fall back. "Tease her. Don't give her everything she wants," I coached. He got off of her, and I saw something change in her eyes. -She did not like that. "Henry, have you seen Magic Mike?" I wondered. "Yes actually. The first movie I went to see in years, and she took me to see that one," he chuckled. "Try doing a few body rolls on top of her like the main characters did. It'll drive her insane.. The main idea here is to get her to crack," I whispered. He nodded his head, and sat on top of her again; starting to do a few body rolls. He tore his shirt off as he did it; making both me and Jo swoon. The buttons flew everywhere. She leaned in to kiss him, and he got off of her; getting the knick of the whole 'teasing thing.' "No. Please Baby," she eked out; making him grin. He started to hump my desk, and my pulse spiked. "Yesss," she moaned. -I want him. He unzipped his fly, and walked up to her; hooking a finger in his briefs so she could peek in, then let the elastic come back to smack him. -She's practically drooling. He crawled over her again; starting to hump her leg like a horny animal, and sneaking a hand up her dress. "That.. Is new," she murmured; somewhat amused. He moved incredibly quick; panting hard, and biting his lip.
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_Jo's POV_
That's when I remembered what he said yesterday.. He told me that my legs turn him on. Iona told him to "own me." -He's showing me that he owns my legs.. This is weird.. But it's also slightly arousing. He stopped, and got up; peering down at his erection. He's sticking straight out. -He must have forgot where we are for a few minutes, because I'm sure Iona can see the tent he's pitching no problem; his zipper down, and his pants pulled down slightly. He then smirked; carefully laying my chair on the floor. I tensed up, and he laid down with his feet on either side of my waist. He propped himself up on his elbows, and hovered over me so that his boner is right in my face. He started to rub it against my cheek and lips; moaning loudly. "Let me go.. Unlock my handcuffs. Please. I have to touch it," I begged; making him smile smugly. He peered up at Molly, and she gave him a nod of approval; staring at his junk. He helped me up, and she unlocked my handcuffs. I slammed him against the wall; kissing him hungrily, and catching them both off guard. He ran his hands through my hair; panting against my lips, and I grabbed his crotch; starting to stroke him slowly. "Sorry Molly. I know this isn't PG," I muttered; peering up at the bewildered look in Henry's eyes. "Come on me," I whispered; yanking hard on his arousal. "OH," he exclaimed lustily. Molly had to break us up; clearing her throat loudly, then physically pulling me off of him. "Do you guys need.. A few minutes?" she asked. Henry nodded his head yes; tucking his erection into the waistband of his slacks and zipping them up.
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The next thing I knew, she had me handcuffed again; my arms raised above my head. -This is brand new to me, and I'm scared. "Don't worry. We'll start out more gentle.. No electrocution. I don't want to hurt the baby," she assured me. I nodded my head in comprehension, and bit my lip. To my surprise, she handed Henry the whip, and he gulped. "Me.. Hit? I'm no sadist," he stammered. "I know you're not.. But this is about control. Just hit her back. -Also.. Try talking dirty. It may help," she spoke. He stepped behind me nervously, and peered at my half nude body. I'd pulled my dress down to just below my baby bump so she could access my back. "I'm going to ravage you when we get home," he whispered; planting a kiss on my neck. I purred, and he whipped me. "NOT MY THING. LET ME DOWN," I screamed.
