Fiction: Barely There - Chapter 7

Barely There
Chapter 7
Copyright 2010-2012 by mikecb

They were sitting in Kelly’s apartment, relaxed and chatting. 

“And your period starts on the drive home from your dinner date?” asked Awdie, putting her hand over her mouth in mock horror.

“Ya, no shit. And I had a massive headache, between PMS and the Chinese food.”

“Oh? I didn’t know you have problems with MSG.” Commented Awdie.

“You too? Am I the ONLY person in the world who never heard of this MSG shit?!?” exclaimed Kelly.

“Apparently.” Replied Awdie, with a giggle. “Always order with ‘No MSG’” she said, seriously.

“I’ll keep that in mind, the next time I go for Chinese.” Kelly replied.

“I’ll remind you. When were you planning that? Ten? Twenty years?”

“Ya, that’s about right.” Kelly rolled her eyes, thinking about eating that scary food last night. 

“So, anyway, he takes me home. I tried to send him away. I even tried to give him the keys back.” She looked at Awdie meaningfully. “He wouldn’t hear of it. He insisted on giving me a massage to make me feel better.”

“A massage? Pfft.” She huffed. “Even in your period, he wanted to …” Awdie looked at her friend with a knowing grin.

“No! It wasn’t like that.” Kelly interrupted. “Just a massage!” 

Awdie looked, in disbelief.

“In fact, I was so out of it, I fell asleep. I woke up later, and he was gone. He had tucked me in with Grandma’s afghan, comfortable as can be, and locked the door behind him. Da was curled up on my lap when I woke up this morning.”

Awdie stared at Kelly, uncomprehendingly. “Without the key?” she finally asked.

“Yea.”

Awdie tilted her head, staring at he friend. “This guy…”

“Weirdest guy ever… But in a totally perfect way.”

Awdie nodded, seriously. Then, frowned.

“What?” asked Kelly.

“Do you think? I mean. He isn’t faking, is he?”

“What do you mean?”

“The key. Maybe he’s got another one I mean, there can’t be just one, right? Maybe he’s going home and ‘walking the dog’?” 

“Oh, no, he told me about the spare. It’s in a safe deposit box.”

“I don’t get it.” Said Awdie.

“I can’t say I do, either.” Kelly paused for a moment, thinking. A smile crossed her face. “Wanna help me do some research?”

Awdie didn’t know what her friend was talking about, but she liked the devilish grin she was seeing. “You know me. Always willing to assist in an academic pursuit.” She sat up straight, as if such research required more dignified posture.

Kelly grabbed her laptop from the coffee table, and opened up a web browser. She typed “Chastity belts” into the search window, as Awdie moved closer. They both looked intently, as the results popped onto the screen.

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“I’m really sorry about last night.” Said Kelly, on the phone. 

“Oh, it’s OK, it’s not your fault.” Replied Jeff. He was sitting in his truck, at the work site. She had called just as he was packing his tools from this job. He was working on the new houses on Columbia Crescent. Several of the houses were complete, now, and he saw a moving van in front of one he had finished wiring just last week. He had just wrapped up the details on this one, and was about to head next door.

“Still, I feel really bad. You must be… I mean, I don’t know how often..”

“Let’s just say I’m a little sleepy, today.” He said with a chuckle.

“Oh, Jeff. I’m sorry!” She sounded genuinely distressed.

“Hey, hey, now. This is exactly what I like about…. This… Being, so… you know…. You shouldn’t feel bad.”

“Yea, I guess that’s what I r.. How I understand it.” She said.

“So, really. It’s OK.” Said Jeff, a little concerned about her mood.

“Ok, if you say it’s OK, I’ll try to believe it!” said Kelly, sounding a bit more upbeat. 

“It’s a deal!” said Jeff, smiling as he sat in his truck. 

“So, are you free tonight?” asked Kelly. “I’ve got Kickboxing class again, but I’ll be home by 7:30 or so.”

“I’m free. I’d love to swing by.”

“Great!” said Kelly. “You know, after all that exercise, my muscles sure do get sore….” She said, leading.

Jeff laughed, picking up the inference immediately. “They do, now do they?” he replied, teasing.

“Yep, they sure do…. Especially my legs.. And my chest. You know, she makes us do a lot of pushups! And my glutes. She’s doing a lot of lunges in class this week.”

“Oh my!” said Jeff, in mock horror. “How do you cope?” His eyes closed, now, leaning back in the seat of the truck, smiling.

“Oh, I just come home… all alone…. And take some ibuprofen for the aches and pains. Let alone the cramps… It’s tough, but you know… it’s just the way it is, I guess….. Nothing to be done…” she let off a mournful sigh. 

“You poor thing.” Said Jeff, in heavy-handed sympathy. He paused a moment, for dramatic effect. “Hey, you know….” Be began. He waited.

“What’s that? You had an idea?” He could hear the mirth in her voice.

“Well, it’s just a theory, mind you, but I think I had heard that massage can help aching muscles.”

“No way!” said Kelly, in mock surprise.

“Way!” said Jeff, unable to suppress a laugh.

“Well, then,” began Kelly, “In the interests of science, perhaps we should pursue this.” She paused. “Say, do you know anyone good at massage. I mean, really, really good?” 

“Hmm.” He paused, pretending to ponder. “I know just the guy. Shall I bring him with me, tonight?”

“You do that!”

Jeff heard a jingling noise in the background. Someone must have just walked into Kelly’s shop.

“7:30 then?” he asked, helping wrap up the conversation.

“7:45, so you’re not waiting in the parking lot. OK?”

“See you then!”

“Bye.”

“Bye.” Said Jeff. But he didn’t hang up the phone. He held it, waiting. He listened, not hanging up.

Muffled. “Hi Suze. Just a minute!” A moment later, whispered loudly. “Hang up!”

“No, you hang up!” he retorted, in a similar loud whisper. He was grinning maniacally.

“Bastard!” he heard her giggling as the phone clicked off.

Jeff’s phone showed “Call Ended.” He smiled, and lowered it to his lap. Closing his eyes, he leaned back against the headrest again, contentedly. He replayed the conversation back in his head a dozen times before he finally got back to work. He could never recall being so happy. 

He noticed his cock was throbbing in its stainless steel prison.

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 Jeff arrived about 10 minutes early, but was grateful to see Kelly’s car was already in front of her apartment. He didn’t want to seem over-eager by being there before her. In fact, he sat in the truck for an extra few minutes, just to make sure he didn’t inconvenience her by arriving too early.

As Jeff sat in the truck, he still heard the echos of their delightful conversation in his head. She obviously had enjoyed the massage he gave her last night, even with her tremendous headache. She had invited him to come over and give her another massage this evening. Jeff assumed sex was not in the cards for tonight. She was in her period, and though he would be happy to please her in any way he could, oral sex would be off the menu. Though horny as hell, Jeff had no interest in intercourse with Kelly, if he couldn’t bring her to climax first. He didn’t have confidence that he could get her there through intercourse alone. That would be a tall order, this early in their relationship. He didn’t know her body that well. So, Jeff mentally prepared himself for a relaxing but sexless evening, as he expected to give her a nice massage to soothe her aching muscles.

Punctually, Jeff rang her doorbell at 7:45. The door opened immediately. She had been waiting just on the other side.

Kelly was grinning, standing in the doorway. “Why did you sit in your truck for 10 minutes, silly! I heard you pulling up. That big diesel isn’t exactly stealthy!” She was looking up at him with an amused expression.

Jeff stood stunned. Kelly was standing in her doorway, in full view of the parking lot, completely nude!

Jeff’s head whipped around, checking to make sure no one saw Kelly, and then he stepped closer to her, obstructing the view. Kelly misread his approach, and put her arms around him, embracing Jeff in a hug. Jeff was stalled, there, still trapped in the doorway with his naked girlfriend. She seemed oblivious to the scene she was creating.

“Let’s get you inside.” Said Jeff, anxiously. 

Kelly looked confused. “Uh, sure, c’mon in.” She said. Jeff stepped in, and still looking confused by his manner, she pulled the door shut.

“What’s the matter?” she asked.

Jeff was a little flustered. “I.. Uh.. Just… Aren’t you a little… I mean… you’re naked.. The parking lot… people might…”

“Oh!” exclaimed Kelly, with a bemused expression. “Another nudity hangup thing.” She paused, as a concerned look began to cross her face. “You’re not… uncomfortable with nudity, are you?”

Still flustered, Jeff began. “Well, no. I mean.. It’s just that… the parking lot. Other people might not…”

“Oh!” said Kelly, a smile returning to her face. She took his hand. “Come on in!” 

Kelly led Jeff into the apartment, dropping that conversation in the middle. Jeff was struggling for words when Da trotted up, and slammed into Jeff’s leg, nearly making him trip. Da purred loudly.

“Oh, Hi Da.” 

The fat cat rubbed his chin against Jeff’s leg, squishing his eyes shut, purring contentedly.

Kelly smiled as Jeff knelt down and gave her cat a scratch behind the ears. “He likes you, I think.”

“Funny. I’ve never even fed him! I’m not really a cat person.”

“Yea, for most cats it’s that way. The less you like cats, the more they seem to get in your face! Still, I think Da is a ‘People Person.’ He seems to like everyone!” 

“I noticed! He said ‘goodnight’ yesterday, and then he was up in your lap cuddling before I even got out the door!"

“He’s a good boy!”

Jeff smiled, awkwardly, as he stood again. Kelly stood naked before him. She took his hand.

“Come on in. I’m sorry I wasn’t a very good hostess last night. Can I get you anything? A beer or something? Make yourself comfortable!” She pulled him toward the living room.

“I’m OK, thanks.” Said Jeff. A nice glass of wine would have been nice, but he had serious doubts that she’d have anything other than beer.

“Yea, you probably want some snooty wine or something!” said Kelly, perceptively. “You’ll have to write down a few of your favorites, so I can have some around the house for you.”

Jeff smiled, but didn’t disagree. “Yea, I’m pretty darn snooty! I’ll make you a list.. Shall I start with the really expensive stuff?”

“Nothing more than $90 per bottle.” Said Kelly, with a grin.

Jeff stopped short. Kelly had inadvertently, he thought, picked an expensive bottle of wine when she came to lunch on their first date. The bottle she had chosen was nearly $90. He hadn’t told her how much it cost. Jeff looked at her, confused. Did she know how much that bottle was worth?

“Oh, I know…” said Kelly, as if reading his mind. She smiled devilishly. “I peeled off the price tag before I brought it out Into the kitchen.”

“But… why?… “ Jeff began. He was confused.

“Well, you said to pick any bottle.. Besides, let’s just say it was a little test… one which you passed with flying colors, by the way!”

Jeff looked at her for a long moment, and then shook his head. He was a little miffed by the deception, but yet, captivated by her ingenuity. “Best investment I ever made!” he resolved, smiling now.

Kelly looked at him seriously. “It may be too early to tell, but the signs are good.” She drew him close, and pulled his head down to kiss her.

Jeff was more than happy to oblige. He leaned down and kissed this beautiful girl. It felt awkward,still. She was nearly a foot shorter than him. He wrapped his arms under hers and pulled her upward. She deftly lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist. She melted into his embrace, and kissed him even more passionately. Jeff lost himself in those lips he dreamed of, just the night before. Her warm naked flesh, writhing against his chest brought an automatic response from his reptile brain. He grunted in response to the passion which rapidly flared within him. His cock grew hard within its steel prison.

“Carry me into the bedroom and get those clothes off!” Kelly demanded. 

“But your period… Are you sure you..” Began Jeff.

Before he could even react, Kelly lunged head downward and bit the meaty part of his shoulder, right through his shirt. Painfully!

“Ow!” exclaimed Jeff, his eyes popping wide open.

Kelly, still held naked against his chest, reached around and grabbed his hair from behind. She pulled his face away from hers. “That wasn’t a request!” she barked.

Jeff physically shuddered. The sudden jolt of pain and her commanding presence immediately slammed his psyche into subspace. His cock inflamed, straining against its stainless steel confinement. His heart fluttered and breath grew short. He stood, still motionless, oblivious to her weight as he held her petite naked body against his own. He looked at her through new eyes. No woman had ever evoked such a strong physical response from him, ever. He was stunned. Speechless.

“I feel you shaking, boy. Good. Now carry me to the bedroom.”

Jeff was at a loss for words. His body was aflame with passion, and adrenaline coursed through his veins. He carried her down the hallway to where he presumed her bedroom was. He had never been there.

Kelly smiled, looking at his face as he began to move. “Isn’t it customary to acknowledge a command, boy?”

Jeff drew a sharp breath. “Umm. Yes.. Yes, Ma’am.”

“That’s better. Now set me down.” 

They had arrived in her bedroom. Kelly had a queen sized bed. Like the rest of her house, the room was hardly spotless. There were odd things left here and there. Jeff saw an empty beer can on the dresser, a pair of jeans laying on the floor beside the bed, and a heap of books and magazines on her bedside table.

Jeff gently lowered her, as she unwrapped her legs from around his waist. Before he could speak, Kelly was pointing toward the bed.

“Naked. Bed. Now!” Kelly turned away, and stepped down the short hall to the bathroom, pulling the door shut behind her. 

Jeff was a little stunned. He hadn’t expected the evening to go this way. Her sudden assertiveness was an enormous turn-on. He found that he already had his shirt off and was sitting on the corner of the bed pulling off his shoes before he even made the conscious decision to do so. His hands shook as undid his shoelaces, and pulled off his sneakers. He quickly pulled off his pants and underwear. Naked, now, except for his chastity tube, he climbed into the bed. He paused for a moment, trying to decide if he should climb beneath the covers. Somehow, he suspected she wanted him in full view. He pushed a pillow out of the way, and sat upward on the bed, with his back against the headboard. He had no sooner arranged himself, when he heard the bathroom door open.

Kelly had a small box in her hands. She set it on her dresser, and crawled onto the end of the bed, lithely toward Jeff. Her predatory look as she crawled across the bed toward him did nothing to relieve the growing pressure in his loins. Her red hair was loose, again, falling to either side of her head as she crawled across the bed. Her breasts swung slightly, with the pinkness of her nipples highlighting her smooth skin. His eyes were once again drawn to the profusion of freckles on her shoulders, and nose. As she grew closer, his eyes locked with hers. It felt like an electric current passed between them, though she did not speak. As she got close, she grabbed both of his wrists, and held them down at his side, as she leaned forward. His arms pinned, her face inches from his. She leaned forward, tilting her head slightly. Jeff’s entire consciousness shifted toward those lips. Plump. Succulent. Kissable. 

She pressed her mouth to his. Hard. His head pushed back against the headboard, as Kelly leaned in, mashing her face against him. It wasn’t sensual anymore. It was animal. Her tongue burst into his mouth, probing, swirling. He kissed her back, his own tongue dancing with hers. His breathing restricted, he struggled to draw air through his nose, while her mouth enveloped his own. Suddenly, Kelly pulled back, gasping for air herself. After just a moment’s pause, she lunged forward again, this time taking his lower lip between hers. Jeff yelped, as she suddenly bit down. Not too hard, but enough to get his attention. His cock began to pulse and bob within his chastity tube. The sensation was exquisite torture.

Kelly pulled her lips away, even as Jeff reached out with his own, straining to maintain contact. Her forehead against his, her breath short, she lowered her lap onto his, pressing her vulva against his chastity tube. She began to grind herself against him.

“Do you know what I need, now?” she asked, breathlessly.

Jeff’s heart was pounding in his chest. His whole body was coursing with adrenaline as his body screamed for just a little more stimulation.

“Oh, I want to give it to you!” he responded.

“I was hoping you would!” she replied. Then, suddenly, she pulled away. 

Before Jeff could even register what was happening, Kelly slid across the bed and grabbed a bottle off the bedside table. She lie on her back, and offered the bottle to him. It was massage oil.

“I’m ready for my massage now.” She began. She set the bottle in Jeff’s shaking hand, stretched out beside him, closing her eyes. “Can you start with my quads?”

Jeff sat, gaping at her, as she smiled with her eyes closed. After a moment, he regained his senses and climbed up onto his knees. Ropes of precum dribbled down his leg, as his cock pinched painfully inside his chastity tube. He winced, quivering from head to toe.

End Chapter 7

Fiction: Barely There - Chapter 6

Barely There
Chapter 6
Copyright 2010-2012 by mikecb

Jeff must have checked his phone for the fifteenth time, this afternoon. After sending flowers of to Kelly, he decided to just go back to his house and finish that bottle of wine. He was too wound up, horny, and distracted to go work on someone’s wiring. All he had to do was some new construction stuff, and he had plenty of time to work that in.
 

He found his phone in his hand a number of times, and forced himself to set it back down. He resisted the temptation to send a text. He had sent flowers. The next move should be hers. He didn’t want to make a nuisance of himself. Still, he was desperate to know if she was still “on board” with this relationship, or if she had come to her senses and wanted to end things before they progressed any farther.

So, he sat in his home office, sipping wine, and struggling with his taxes. He figured he was probably due a refund, but all the record keeping and figures just drove him crazy. He really should hire an accountant, but he just assumed that he was being lazy. Taxes weren’t rocket science, after all! Even for a small business owner!

He was walking to the kitchen to find another bottle of wine and think about fixing some dinner, when he heard a car out by the driveway. He glanced out the window, only to see that a small red Subaru had just backed out of his drive, and quickly accelerated down the road. 

He trotted through the garage and opened the side door, hoping to catch the person, but they had already driven out of sight around the corner. 

He turned to re-enter the garage, when he spotted a paper bag on stoop. The door had brushed it aside when he had hastily stepped outside. He picked it up, gingerly, with two fingers. It was a McDonald’s Happy Meal bag. It was stapled shut.

Still standing outside, hoping this wasn’t some kind of prank, he opened the bag. Inside, he found a post-it note attached to a box. The post-it said:

“This is how rednecks give presents! - K”

The post-it was attached to a box of twelve condoms.

Jeff stood on his front step, staring for a moment, and then burst into laughter. A second later, he felt his cell phone vibrating in his pocket. He pulled it out to see a text message from Kelly.

“Late for Kickboxing class. I left you a present on your porch. See you Tomorrow night?”

“Absolutely!” he texted back. “Call me later?”

The didn’t respond right away, but he figured she was rushing to get ready for her class. He fixed his own dinner, poured more wine, and went back to his taxes.

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Jeff pulled up to the store the next day at about 6:00pm, as he and Kelly had arranged by phone last night. 

It had begun as an awkward conversation, each still in shock at the suddenness of it all. Still, within minutes, Jeff was at ease, laughing and talking about his day struggling with his taxes. She, in turn, talked about her afternoon at the shop. She mentioned her best friend. He had to ask her to spell the name - “Awdie”. She and Kelly had been friends since childhood. Kelly couldn’t yet pronounce “Audrey” when they met as toddlers. She had been “Awdie” ever since, not only to Kelly, but to her own family as well.

He learned a fair bit about Kelly, Awdie and their childhoods together. “You’re probably going to get the stink-eye when you meet her.” Kelly had said. “My skill at choosing boyfriends was, well, not so good in the past. They had a good chuckle over that.

Jeff had talked about his small family. An only child, his parent’s lived in New Hampshire. He figured he could start an electrical contracting business just about anywhere, so he eventually settled here, after falling in love with the area while visiting Myrtle Beach three summers ago.

They had talked for so long on the phone that it got a little silly. He felt like a teenager. She apparently did too, because when he said “OK, you need to hang up now.” She quickly quipped “No, you hang up!” “No you!” “No, you hang up!” How they laughed!

Jeff lie in bed, after the phone call, buzzing from the easy and pleasant conversation. His hand naturally drifted below the waist, as he tried to fall asleep. He grew hard in his chastity tube. Unlike his previous experience with self-locking, he was not in control of this situation. Sure, there were times when he was locked longer than expected due to delays in getting to his key, but he was still in control. Now he wasn’t. Kelly could decide. That excited him even more. He began fondling his balls and trying to touch himself around the tube, which only made matters worse. Sleep was a long time in coming.

Now the next day, Jeff didn’t see Kelly immediately as he pulled before the store, so he hopped out and went to the door. It felt less awkward going into a waxing salon, now that he was dating the proprietor. The door jingled as he stepped in. He didn’t see Kelly, but instead, an attractive blond woman was behind the counter.

He made a guess. “Awdie?” he asked.

“You must be Jeff” she said. She had a somewhat smug smile on her face as she came around the corner to greet him. He was surprised to receive a hug on their first meeting. “Have a cup of coffee? My best friend seems to have regressed to a fifteen year old in the last twenty four hours. She’s out back primping and preening herself.” She finished.

Jeff felt her eyes boring into him as he went over to the coffee pot and poured a cup. With a quick sip, he confirmed that the brew was once again exceptional. He glanced up to see Awdie still staring at him. “Do you need a top up?” he asked, gesturing with toward the pot.

“Oh, no thanks. I try not to, after six. The kids keep me up enough as it is!”

Jeff felt uncomfortable with Awdie, not only because he didn’t know her, but because of the way she kept looking at his crotch. It was always this way, of course. Whenever he was out and about in his chastity tube, it felt like everyone could see a telltale bulge. Even after a few years of fairly regular wear, he still felt self-conscious about it. It was funny how the imagination could play tricks on you!

“Kelly told me. Two kids, right? Boy and a girl?”

Jeff’s deflection worked. Suddenly, Awdie smiled broadly. “Yes, Katie and Georgie. They’re three and five now.”  Her mood brightened almost immediately, talking about her kids. “My husband stays home with them when I come here in the afternoons. He works 6 days a week, but he gets home by 2:30-3:00, and takes a turn with them. It gets me out of the house for a few hours. He’s so good with them!”

Just then, Kelly came out of the back room. “Jeff!” she exclaimed, and ran across the waiting room to embrace him. He was taken aback, slightly. His own family wasn’t very demonstrative, and suddenly he had gotten two hugs in under five minutes. He hugged her back, awkwardly. Her head didn’t even come up to his chin. She seemed content to bury her face against his chest.

“OK, you two love birds have fun!” said Awdie with a chuckle. “I’ll lock up.”

“See ya Hon!” exclaimed Kelly, as she pulled Jeff by the hand toward the door.

Kelly giggled as Jeff opened the door to his truck for her, and helped her in. She wasn’t used to this sort of attention, she claimed. Jeff reminded her that he was just being practical, as he hadn’t brought along a step ladder. That earned him mock look of indignation and a giggle.

They had agreed to “Kelly’s choice” for dinner tonight. She was being tight-lipped, simply providing turn by turn directions. Jeff had a moment of anxiety as they approached the junk food strip, in town, but instead she had him turn left into a respectable Chinese restaurant. He’d eaten here before, and liked it very much.

Jeff kept his guess to himself, but was unsurprised when Kelly ordered the Sweet and Sour chicken. That was a pretty typical dish for people who are skittish about Chinese food. He ordered a duck dish. His accurate pronunciation of the Chinese name earned him a pleased smile from the waitress. Their drinks arrived. Kelly had ordered a rum drink, and it came with a little umbrella in it. Jeff had ordered sake and green tea. He was pleased that the sake was served slightly warmed.

The food took a little time, probably because Duck wasn’t frequently ordered. When it arrived, however, the duck was exceptional. Jeff couldn’t get Kelly to taste it, however. She claimed that the sweet and sour chicken was good as well, though. They ate and enjoyed light banter. After a while, however, Kelly grew quiet.

“Are you feeling OK?” asked Jeff. “You look a little pale.”

“Oh, just a bit of a headache. I get them, sometimes. I don’t know why it seems to happen when I have Chinese.”

“Oh. Are you sensitive to MSG?” he asked.

“What’s that?”

“MSG. It’s a flavor additive. A lot of Chinese food is laced with MSG, unless you ask them to leave it out. Some people are sensitive and get headaches.”

“No way!”

“Way!”

“You mean that’s why I get headaches from Chinese all the time? I mean… I would have preferred McDonald’s, but I figured that was a little …. off your normal menu.”

“Good guess!” chuckled Jeff.

The restaurant was growing a little loud, as a group of college kids came in and set up on a large table nearby. Kelly was looking downright uncomfortable.

“Should we get away from this noise?” asked Jeff.

“Yea. Let’s go to my place.” Sighed Kelly. “And don’t give me any shit about the bill. I picked. It’s my night!”

“Yes, Ma’am”. Said Jeff, acquiescing without a fight. “Can I leave the tip, Ma’am?” he asked, grinning.

“No, you may not!” exclaimed Kelly, also grinning.

Kelly squared up the bill. Jeff was pleased to see that she left a generous 25% tip, while he pretended not to notice.

Jeff helped her into his truck, and she gave directions to her place. Even while in transit, she became more quiet and began rubbing her head.

“Oh, you gotta be shitting me!” she exclaimed, as she squirmed in the passenger seat.

“What?” asked Jeff, as he pulled into her apartment complex.

“That one.” She said, pointing to her apartment door. He noticed her red Subaru parked in front.

He looked at her again, asking with his eyes what might be the matter?

“My period. It just started.” She said, with obvious frustration in her voice. She was still holding her temple. “Look,” she said. “Why don’t you just drop me off. My romantic plans for the evening are definitely off the table. I just want to go to bed” She paused. “I’m sorry. “ She sighed again. “Let me give you your key. I had planned… well…. You know… It’s not fair to you.”

Jeff snorted. “Let’s get you home. Don’t worry about me.”

He opened the passenger door and helped her down, and got her into her apartment. It was one half of a duplex. It was small, but comfortable. Kelly was obviously not a neat freak. It looked comfortably lived in. The living room had an enormous flat screen TV in it. He was unsurprised to see that there was Nascar memorabilia scattered around.

Before they could even get into the door, an enormous fat cat came trundling up and began rubbing both of their legs. Jeff didn’t know much about cats, but this one was obviously quite affectionate. It’s long red hair was quite elegant. The cat was so big, it nearly knocked his leg out from under him. It rubbed against him, roughly.

Kelly knelt down. “Hi, Da.” She began. “This is Jeff.” She rubbed the kitty vigorously behind the ears. It’s purring was loud and deep. His eyes squeezed shut as she rubbed his neck.

“Hi Da.” Said Jeff, kneeling beside Kelly. You’re a big kitty!

“Maine coon.” Said Kelly. “He’s a great guy.”

“I see that.” Replied Jeff, giving the cat a rub on the back. He was rewarded with a head-butt to his hand, and an affectionate purr.

Kelly stood up, and made her way into the apartment.

“Would a head or neck rub help?” he asked, as they walked into the living room.

“Yea, it would, I guess. Listen, why don’t you just head home. I’m not going to be much company.” She said.

“Nonsense. You go wash up and get comfortable. I’ll give you a little massage. No sex tonight. No obligation. I just want to help you feel better. Then I’ll head home and let you rest.

Kelly looked at him for a long moment, then just grunted and went down the hall to the bathroom. While he waited, Jeff sat in the living room and looked around a little. There was a pile of magazines stacked near the couch, with an empty can of Pabst Blue Ribbon on top. He leafed through and found “Glamour” and “Woman’s Day” and “NASCAR Illustrated”, but was surprised to find “Entrepreneur” and “CPA Journal”.

It was only a few minutes when Kelly came down the hall. Jeff was stunned to see she was completely naked. She had even removed the tie from her simple pony tail. Her silky hair now draped straight down to her shoulder blades. A few locks had fallen across her front, the bright red streaks contrasting with her light golden skin.

“What?…..” he asked.

She looked confused. “What what?” she asked. She sat down in on the couch, beside him.

“Umm. Well, I thought you weren’t…” he began.

“Weren’t?”

“Well. In the mood?”

“Oh, I’m not”. She replied. “I’m just comfortable.”

“Oh….” Said Jeff, with some confusion. He wasn’t used to people walking around completely nude, let alone a girl he’d known for just over a day.

She blinked her eyes, heavily, and smiled. “People get so confused by nudity. I just don’t get it.” She shook her head, as if to clear the thought. “I took some pills to take the edge off my headache. You promised me a neck rub? I’d really like that.” Her eyes were heavy, already. Probably more from the pain, than from the effects of any medication.

“Oh, absolutely!” exclaimed Jeff, jumping to his feet.

The sofa was in the center of the room. There was space between it and a book case, against the wall. Jeff took a position behind the sofa, gaining easy access to her neck and shoulders She sat upright, with her head tilted forward. Her red hair cascaded over her freckled shoulders. Jeff had easy access to her shoulders and neck. He began to expertly kneed them.

“Oh, that’s nice.” She sighed, eyes closed.

Jeff’s eyes couldn’t help but wander down her body. Her cheeks were pale and ashen, though the rest of her body was as spectacular has he remembered. He was surprised she wasn’t wearing panties, since she said her period had started. He assumed she must be wearing a tampon. He smiled, and kept working. He pressed his fingers to her temples, and made small circles. As she purred quietly, he enjoyed drinking in the sight of her. Her even, light, golden complexion seemed discordant with her fiery red hair. She must tan. Her freckles were most prevalent at her shoulders and on her face. Her torso was sprinkled with freckles, but not in profusion. He admired the curve of her breasts, looking down from above. Her pink areolas and nipples, slightly protruding, drew his admiration. Even from above, at this angle, he could see her large labia. Her clitoral hood looked almost like a small penis, protruding between her legs. He had never seen a girl which such large, externalized, labia. He was captivated. His cock pulsed gently, in its tube, though he didn’t suffer a painful erection. He was just aroused by the sight of such a beautiful woman.

Jeff worked her shoulders and upper back for a while, then gently guided her to lean back against the couch, so that he could work on her temples. Her face was pointed slightly upward now, as he worked his thumbs against her forehead. She didn’t open her eyes, but a slight smile was imprinted on her lips. Jeff’s eyes were drawn to them. How he wanted to kiss them. She spoke just one last time.

“That feelsh sho good.” She cooed, quietly.

A moment later, her head lolled to once side, and she was asleep. Jeff continued rubbing her temples and the sides of her neck, gently, as he scanned the room. Spotting what he was looking for, he gently broke contact with her, and picked up a small afghan he saw draped on the back of the easy chair. He draped it gently over her, pulling it up under her chin. She stirred slightly, pulling her arms to her chest beneath the blanket, but otherwise didn’t awaken. Jeff heard her breathing deepen.

Smiling, Jeff quietly made his way to the door. Da appeared, and sat patiently awaiting a rub on the head, before heading back into the apartment. Jeff winced as he saw the enormous cat jump onto the sofa with Kelly, and curl into her lap. He thought for sure that she would awaken. However, she simply pulled an arm from beneath the covers and curled it around the kitty. She did it unconsciously. Jeff could still hear her slow, steady breathing from here. Da lie his head in the crook of her arm, and even from the door, Jeff could hear him begin purring.

After inspecting the door knob, Jeff set it to lock behind him, and pulled the door shut as he left.

An hour later, he lie in bed. The picture of her naked, beautiful form was etched in his memory, as his hand draped over his imprisoned cock. Sleep was a long time coming, and restless. He awoke in the night, three times, with a raging, painful hard-on wrenched in the confining chastity tube. Each time, he got up and went to the bathroom to relieve any pressure in his bladder, and then willed his mind elsewhere. However, each time he fell asleep, his dreams of red, silken hair, and plump kissable lips returned.

It was sweet, sweet torture.

Fiction: Barely There - Chapter 5

Barely There

Copyright 2011 by mikecb

Chapter 5

 

Kelly was pleased she had caught Dawn when she arrived at the store. Waxing Dawn’s legs and bikini area gave her a distraction from the thoughts and emotions swirling through her body.

 

She had never anticipated falling for a customer, much less leaving the shop for lunch and a quickie with him on his very first visit! She felt like such a slut. She was embarrassed over her behavior. Still, Jeff seemed like such a nice guy! Now, of course, that wasn’t necessarily a reliable indicator. After all “cheating bastard” had seemed like a nice guy, as did “lazy bastard” "drunken bastard” and “secretly married bastard” before. To be quite honest with herself, she sucked at picking men!

Yet, Jeff was different in so many ways. She hadn’t picked him up at a bar, nor did he come recommended by any of the friends who had suggested the last army of bastards that came her way. Jeff literally walked into her front door and into her life, all on his own.

She finished waxing Dawn pretty quickly, and went back into the outer shop to wait for Dorothy Johns to come in. She was scheduled at 3:00pm. The afternoon would pick up soon. She had a 4:00, 4:30 and 5:00 booked for sure, and wouldn’t be surprised to have a walk-in turn up. Awdie was scheduled to come in at 3:30 and work reception, which would definitely be a help this afternoon. 

Kelly sat behind the counter, opening some mail and sorting bills, while waiting for Dorothy. She was so lost in her thoughts that she literally forgot what she was looking at, midway through. She gave up, piling the papers in a heap and setting them back behind the counter just as Dorothy arrived. Kelly was once again grateful to have something to keep her busy.

She was in the Lemon room with Dorothy when she heard the telltale jingle of the bell above the shop door. She didn’t stop working, but waited. Sure enough, in a moment, she heard the stereo in the waiting room switch from Kelly’s favorite country station to Awdie’s favorite “Top 40” station. That was their signal, so Kelly wouldn’t have to leave the customer in the back to see who came in.

A few minutes later, she heard the front door jingle again. She was surprised, since it was 40 minutes until her next appointment, and she was just finishing with Dorothy. Still, she might sneak in a quick treatment if it was a walk-in. She finished with Dorothy, and excused herself while Dorothy got herself dressed.

Audrey “Awdie” Campbell was behind the counter, as expected. Even at just 5’5” she stood four inches taller than Kelly. Awdie’s dirty blond hair was pulled back in a simple braid, though she had a colorful butterfly hairpin at her temple. Her brown eyes were, as usual, embellished with a slightly overgenerous application of mascara and eye shadow. Her nails shined with a perfect coat of burgundy polish. She was chewing gum and leafing through a Nascar magazine behind the counter.

Kelly passed behind her with a friendly “Hi Hon” and ran her hand across Awdie’s back. Awdie turned to look at Kelly, intently enough to give Kelly pause. 

“Tell me everything!” implored Awdie, with a hint of both desperation and demand in her voice.

Kelly was confused a moment, but followed Awdie’s eyes. Sitting in the waiting room, beside the coffee pot, was a beautiful bouquet of lavender roses in an arrangement with baby’s breath in a crystal vase. Kelly stood, stunned, at the beauty of the flowers.

“The flower shop delivered those five minutes ago. Just who have you been keeping a secret from me, Missy?” Demanded Awdie,with a grin.

Just then, Dorothy came out of Lemon room. Awdie paused her interrogation, allowing a Kelly a moment to write up Dorothy’s bill and book her next appointment. As the shop door closed behind Dorothy, Awdie turned to Kelly once more, taking both her hands in her own.

“Tell me!” she demanded!

Before responding, Kelly pulled free of Awdie and went over to the vase. She smelled the flowers. Beautiful. She found a card attached, simply addressed to “Kelly O’Donnal”. She opened it.

“Thank you for a lovely lunch date. The man here at the flower shop says that lavender colored roses signify ‘Love at first sight’. They seemed appropriate. I hope our adventure continues. Warmest regards, Jeff.”

Kelly smiled as she read the card, and even paused to smell it, as if she could take in his scent.

“Mary Katherine Kelly O’Donnal! If you don’t tell me who sent you those flowers in the next two seconds I’m going to break that vase over your adorable head!” exclaimed an exasperated Awdie.

“Umm. Jeff. His name is Jeff.” Answered Kelly. Trying to decide how to begin.

“Who is this Romeo, and why haven’t you introduced him to your best friend?” Awdie asked, accusingly, but still with a hint of humor in her voice.

“Well, strictly speaking, we weren’t dating four hours ago. It was all kind of, uh…”

“Four hours?” exclaimed Awdie. “What? Did you meet him at the gas station, buying one of your lunch burritos?” she bellowed.

“Well, no, it was here. He was.. Well, I did…”

“A client? You’re dating a client?” accused, Awdie, sounding less good-humored all the time. 

“Hey! I own the place!” exclaimed Kelly, getting a little upset now. “If I want to rewrite the non-existent Personnel Manual, that’s my prerogative!”

Awdie chuckled, then, breaking the tension. “Ok, Ok Boss. Back up.” Said Awdie, with her hands held up in a surrendering gesture. “How did you go from this ‘Jeff’ character being a client to a boyfriend in one morning… And now that I think of it, didn’t we agree that I would be vetting your next prospects for you? You’ve got really lousy selection skills, if you’ll recall.” Awdie crossed her arms, smugly.

“It was all a blur,” began Kelly. She poured herself a cup of coffee, and walked to the opposite side of the counter from Awdie. He was just so nice. I offered him a burrito….”

“Pork or Chicken?” asked Awdie, intently.

“Either.” Replied Kelly.

“Wow,” said Awdie, her eyes growing wide. “He must have made a good impression if you’d let him eat your pork burrito!”

Kelly nodded, seriously. 

“So you fed him a burrito…” prompted, Awdie.

“Well, no. He, uh… he took me out to lunch.”

“You closed shop and went to a restaurant for lunch?” asked Awdie, incredulously. “Who are you and what have you done with my best friend Kelly?!?” she asked, laughing.

“Well, yes and. no. He, uh… we went to his place.”

Awdie looked at her friend, and blinked, as if trying to comprehend what Kelly had just said. After a long breath, she shook her head.

“Let me get this straight. A new client comes in. You wax him, and offer him a burrito. The next thing you know, he whisks you off to his place for lunch?!?”

Kelly just nodded. The expression on her face made it clear she had trouble believing it herself.

Awdie chuckled. “The next thing you’re going to tell me is that after lunch, you offered him desser…” Awdie paused, glaring at Kelly.

Kelly stood there, blushing. Her pale complexion and Irish heritage made it impossible to hide embarrassment. Her face lit up like a giant red billboard. Awdie knew that look.” 

“Kelly!!! Oh my God!!”

Kelly just nodded, trying to will her face to cool down. Finally, trying to force a serious expression “Lunch was awesome, but dessert was incredible.” She made eye contact with Awdie, and burst into giggles. 

Awdie did her best to give Kelly a stern look, but after a moment, a smile curled one side of her frown, and then the other. A moment later, both girls were giggling in delight.

“OK, Girl. Tell me everything. Every. Last. Detail!” 

Kelly and Awdie had been best friends since they were in diapers, literally. With twenty three years of this kind of sisterly friendship, there were no secrets between them.

As Awdie’s expression grew more and more shocked, Kelly told her everything.

Everything.

---------------------------------------------------

Awdie looked across the glass counter top and the chastity belt key between she and Kelly.

“Now let me get this straight. You meet a guy, close shop and go to his house for lunch and a Nooner.”

Kelly looked on, nodding slightly, her face still glowing red with embarrassment.

Awdie continued. “You drink some wine… since when the hell do you drink wine?!?.. And hop in the sack with this guy.”

Kelly nodded.

“Neither of you have birth control, so you start giving him a blowjob… but he stops you, flips you over and goes Downtown on you…. Before he even…”

“Yea. And he’s good! He even asked stopped to ask how I wanted it.. No one’s ever..” said Kelly, wistfully, remembering the moment.

Awdie stared are Kelly for a long moment. “OK, I know I’ve criticized your taste in men, but this one..”

“Yea…” said Kelly again, still glowing.

Awdie continued her recap. “So then you get your cunning linguist friend revved up but won’t let him come, and you grill him for details about this kink of his.” She gestured toward the key on the counter. 

“Uh huh.”

“You finally finish him off, and then you take a shower and you lock up his cock in some steel contraption?”

“That’s about it, yup.”

“He wanted you to lock him up.”

“Yep.”

“And he can’t… yanno… play with it.”

“Uh huh.”

“But… why would he?.. If he doesn’t want to cheat on you, wouldn’t he …. I…. “

“I know, I know.” Said Kelly, shaking her head.

“You didn’t ask him to put it on… I mean, not like Terry?”

Kelly grimaced at the memory of “Cheating Bastard” and her irresponsible behavior in buying a cheap plastic chastity belt and locking him up. “Nope. He got it a long time ago, and it’s not some cheap one like I stuck on Asshole. He even wears it when he’s not…. With someone. He says he just… just… likes it, I guess.”

Awdie shook her head in confusion, still staring down at the key. 

They were both silent for a moment. Finally, Awdie looked at Kelly. “There are worse things, I guess..” As if talking herself into something.

“Yea,” said Kelly, nodding. “So, do I have your Blessing?” she asked, with a grin.

Awdie chuckled. “Well, I intend to be mad at you for at least another five minutes, but then, yes, you have my blessing. If his dirty perversion is that he wants to be faithful to you, I can live with that!”

Kelly burst into a grin and reached across the counter to give Awdie a hug. Awdie put her hands up, in a “stop” gesture.

“No, no, I’m still mad for another 4 minutes, plus!” trying to keep a straight face. Then, “Oh hell!” She gave Kelly a big hug.

Awdie leaned back from the hug, smiling. Then her face darkened with concern. 

“Oh.. Did you tell him about the family business? That could be… problematic.”

Kelly grimaced.

“I know. I was just thinking about that.”

Their conversation was interrupted as the door jingled open. Kelly casually picked up the key from the counter and put it in her pocket. She turned to find Ginny Barnes, here for her 4:00 appointment.

“Hey Ginny!” she exclaimed, and they went back to work.