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Seeing her standing by the chair, he moved to pull it out for her. “Yes, Annabel.”

“You both may sit,” she said once she sat comfortably.

They passed food around and chatted over general topics while they ate. When they finished, Andrew asked, “Would you like me to clean up so you and Ryan can get comfortable?”

“While I plan to punish you, it won’t take the form of cleaning up after a shared meal. It will be in the bedroom and you will ache for me to stop.” Annabel piled dishes together. “This won’t take long to clean up. Then we’ll go to my bedroom.”

“All three of us,” Andrew asked.

“Oh yes,” Annabel carried dishes to the kitchen. She opened the dishwash and loaded it while the two brought the rest of the debris from the dining room.

She stepped in front of Andrew as he returned from the dining room. “The meal was excellent. Thank you for cooking.”

“You’re welcome,” he grinned.

She slid her hands along the edge of his pants. He leaned down hoping for another kiss. She tipped her head up but put a finger on his lips. “Do you want me?”

“Yes,” he groaned.

“Go to my bedroom and turn down the blankets. There are candles around the room. Light them. For this first time, we’ll see how we get along without toys.”

“I’ll take care of preparing the room,” he agreed.

“When you’re done, you will sit in the chair facing my bed and not move until you’re told to,” Annabel instructed.

“This is part of my punishment,” Andrew asked.

“Yes, Ryan and I will be in eventually,” Annabel said. She brushed her lips across his before stepping aside to let him walk away.

Andrew strode down the hall and recognized the main bedroom at the end. He took in the luxury of the room. He saw her in there. Elegant and comfortable. Moving to the bed, he turned down the sheets and blankets so they were folded neatly at the end of the bed. He wanted to watch her take over Ryan. He wanted to know how she handled them.

His cock ached. He wanted to get off but knew if he went in her bathroom and jerked off quick, she’d know and it would spoil the night. He lit candles around the room. He walked around the chair many times as he went from bedside table to dresser to opposite bedside table. He wondered what they did. He heard the clink of dishes and strained to hear if they did more. Would they start kissing out there? Was she undressing him more? He heard his heart throbbing in his ears. He wanted to storm out there and demand.

It was his choice. He knew it was all up to him. He could go out to watch them or sit here and wonder. She wanted him to wonder. She wanted him to think about what might be happening. He had a choice to submit to her demand or to disobey it. If he submitted, his own imagination would drive him crazy with options of what they were doing.

He stared at the chair and grinned.Damn. How did she know? It’s the perfect punishment.

He sat in the chair. Crossing his legs, he strained to hear what they did.

“The kitchen’s clean,” Ryan stated the obvious.

“Yes,” she sat on her sofa. “Join me.”

“Because you want him to wonder and imagine,” Ryan asked.

“Because I want to learn more about you,” Annabel said.

“What do you want to know?”

“Have you had lovers without him?”

“Yes,” he said. “Several but with him in the mix, I’ve enjoyed the encounters more.”

“Am I a sex toy to the two of you,” she asked.

“We aren’t lovers without a woman,” Ryan said. “I enjoy sex with women and men. I prefer sex with a woman over men but I’m good with either.”

“Does he feel the same,” she asked.

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