Page 2 of Controlling Her

“Red?”

“Yes, red. It will give you that fiery look that I love.”

“Okay, but you know it is underwear. Whatever I am is for you and for your eyes only.”

"That's why I'm asking you to change from black to red. I prefer to see you in red panties. As a concession, you can wear a black tank top," Kyle said, walking closer to me.

I felt his breath on my left shoulder and looked over to see him sniffing my body. I stretched my right hand to hold his head by the neck, wanting his kiss. Instead, I felt his fingers in the inguinal region and expected him to insert one or two inside me. Kyle knew how to get me in the mood all the time.

Suddenly, he let go of me without a kiss, and his fingers went further down into my slippery hole. I panted as I was filled with desire. I dropped the black panties and got one of the red ones made of net at the crotch. I slipped them on, got a black tank top as he had demanded, and wore it over my red blouse. Then, I wondered what color of shoes would be appropriate and, more importantly, what my husband would like.

“Sweetie,” I called his attention as I held a pair of black shoes in my left hand and another pair of red in my right hand.

"Either would do,” he said.

“Your preference matters to me,” I said with a coyness that charms Kyle, “I want to be the woman you want me to be and nothing more or less.”

“Perfect. The black," Kyle said, and his face glowed, "It matches your top, and every color stands out on your body," he remarked satisfactorily.

I liked to see Kyle in a relaxed mood. But his attitude could change quickly, making it difficult to tell what pleased him. So, I played along because I realized that behind his façade of harsh personality was a soft, sweet soul and a great man when it came to sex.

“I should be on my way now. How do I look?” I asked him after spraying my body.

“You are gorgeous as always," he said, kissing me until most of the lip gloss I applied had transferred to his lips. Kyle didn’t mind.

“Don’t set me up for lateness today. We will do this when I return,” I said.

“What if I cannot wait till you return?" Kyle asked and began to unbuckle his belt.

“What do you want to do?” I asked as if unaware of his intention.

Kyle grumbled and grabbed my breasts. I winced and tried to put my arms around his neck, but he pushed my arms away. Then, he removed my tank top and pulled my blouse down.

“Let me undress,” I pleaded with Kyle.

“You waste my time," he growled at me, peeling the clothes off my body like a hungry wolf ready to devour its prey.

But in this instance, I was a game to Kyle as he snapped his fingers on my nipples, and they became hard. He pushed me to the bed and stepped back to look at me. I dripped in my pants and wanted him to punish my vagina with his dick that was now pushing against his trousers.

Kyle removed his shirt and trousers and flung them on the floor. He climbed the bed and crawled up to me, evoking fear and suspense. Then, I saw the belt folded in his right hand, about half of it dangling. I was ready for a whip when he lay over me and began to suck my breasts.

“I will be late to work,” I said between moans.

“I don’t give a fuck if you miss work. I’m going to fuck your brains out this morning,” he barked and stood over me like a giant standing over an impish dwarf. The only thing was that I wasn’t whimpering beneath Kyle and would want him to make me cry.

But like a master of my body and mind, Kyle got to the floor and commanded me to undress.

“Remove all your clothes before I rip them apart myself,” he said.

Kyle's stern voice matched his frown. I was convinced he meant his words. He could be impatient with sex and would do just as he had said. Immediately, I pulled down my red panties and presented my creamy pussy to him. I would instead let Kyle rip my cunt apart with his cock than for him to tear my clothes.

I looked at him, and I could see desire in his eyes. Just as he said, my lateness to work or absence was secondary to the great sex that I would receive from Kyle. I held my lap for him with feverish fingers, revealing the cream inside my pink hole. I closed my eyes and waited for Kyle’s cock.

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Chapter Two

When Kyle mounted the bed again that morning, I expected him to bang his cock inside my cunt fast and furious so we could leave for work on time. Although I didn't care about my lateness or absence, I genuinely wanted to leave the house, and work was the only place I could be alone.

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