Trading Places

Chapter 11: Trouble Brews

NICK

"Oh... oh yes, master, god, so good...." Laurie moaned as I fingered her roughly, biting hard over her nipples in the back seat of her car. I had my other hand around her throat, massaging at it gently, but keeping a firm grip. I allowed her fingers to gently caress into my hair. She was being rewarded....... Let her be.. I'll explain.... that was far too intimate for me... I only allow my wife's hands in my hair when I'm pleasuring her.....

"Cum bitch... fucking cum......" I growled. She moaned loudly and I continued abusing that little pussy of hers. She started to shake and I groaned feeling her contracting over my fingers.

"Say my name....." I growled.

"Master... yes, god..." she moaned rolling her hips to my fingers.

"NO! My fucking name bitch..." I demanded.

"Oh... oh god, nick!" she cried out, as she came over my fingers. I grinned and smirked up at her, after I pulled my fingers out and pushed them into her mouth and she hungrily cleaned my fingers off. I smiled and kissed her lips, swirling my tongue into her mouth, tasting her. Mmmm, fuck she's yummy...

"Better my pet?" I asked, softly. she nodded, still panting.

"Yes, master, much much better.." she breathed.

'I hate to leave you, but I guess I'll be waiting at home for Jen......" I said, angrily, "I'll fucking deal with her... you speak to Joe about him and my wife..... I want details...."

"Oh.. master.. I am not sure..." she said, timidly.

"Right..sorry... I won't put you in the middle of this..." I said, softly. I kissed her once more and exited the car and drove back to my house in a fit of anger, slamming the door behind me. I waited till almost 2 AM for Jen... and when she came in I was pissed, angry beyond anything I've ever been with her.

"Where the fuck have you been?!" I demanded.

"Joe's... you know that..." she said. I glared at her.

"Laurie saw you in the fucking window... kissing him..." I said, angrily.

"Nicholas... we discussed this..... It was a reward night for him," she said, 'Now stop shouting..."

"And just how did you reward him my love?" I said, my jaw tightened and angry.

"I let him... well be in control..." she said, softly removing her coat and shoes.

"Control?!" I asked, "You don't even fucking let ME do that! What the Fuck Jen?!"

"He fucking earned it okay... i fucked up, by not giving him a safe word... so i let him.." she said.

"Jennifer Jonas.. i swear to god.." I said, putting my hands up, 'If you fucking think for one god damn second your gonna-" She cut me off.