Page 9 of Loving Her: The Kinky Affair

“So, does that mean I shouldn’t know your whereabouts? You were not home in two days, Andrea. Where were you?” Kyle asked, "Have you forgotten that you are a married woman? Have you forgotten you are my wife?"

“Oh, maybe I should have forgotten about all of that and had fun as I wished. By the way, did you forget that fact when you passed me around to your friends?” I responded.

“I thought we had gone past that phase. Why are you taking us back?”

“You took us back. It is a phase that I wished you never brought up again, but now you did.”

“You know what I meant, Andrea. Is being a dominatrix now a thing for you to sleep with anyone?”

I smiled and faced Kyle, and then said, "You did as you wished when I was your sub. What do you care? If I fuck anyone, that is business. It is my pussy, and I can give it to anyone for free or for money. What do you care?"

Kyle exhaled deeply and said, "I hope it won't get to this extent that you will have to talk back to me in this manner. I havebeen here waiting for you, wondering where you were and what you were up to, and you talk back at me like you don't care."

"You had better not bother about me. This ship has set sail, and it's all your fault," I said.

My response seemed to humble Kyle. He looked pensive and didn’t respond to me for a while. Then quietly, he asked, “Were you with Samantha?”

I looked at him, “Yes.”

“What were you two up to since yesterday?”

"What do you care? Samantha is my friend, and I don't have to tell you what we did."

“I am truly concerned about you. Samantha is not the kind of friend you should hang around with. She appears like someone with a bad influence.”

"You have never liked Samantha, but she is my friend, and you don't have to be disrespectful of her in my presence."

“I am not trying to ridicule your friend. But it is the truth and how I feel about her. She is not the kind of person you should spend time with.”

“You are not in the position to tell me who to be with or not. Are your friends better than Samantha? How do they add value to you other than sex with your wife while you watch?”

“I knew you would say that, but I wish you didn’t. My friends add quality to my life. Can you say the same thing for Samantha?”

“You don’t want me to tell you what we did to ourselves, do you?”

“I want to hear everything, a blow-by-blow account of it.”

“I should have listened to Samantha’s advice. By now, you wouldn’t be able to ask me what happened between us.”

“What advice?”

I didn't want to tell Kyle the details of what Samantha and I did. So, I said, "There is no need for that anymore, but I'm sure if I did, we wouldn't have this conversation."

“What are you hiding? You’ve done some things you wished you didn’t, don’t you?” Kyle asked.

"I have no regret for anything I did. If there is anything I regret, they are the things you made me do," I said with a pang in my heart.

I remembered the last time Kyle abandoned me on a date at the restaurant, and Roger had to take me away for the night. I felt humiliated even now, remembering that Roger and his friend, Stuart, had taken my other hole. But I wasn’t sure if Kyle had understood my pain and if it was worth it.

In another week or so, my six months of being a dominatrix would be over, and I felt I had missed him more than he had done to me. I thought about Samantha's offer, and then I stared at Kyle, unsure of what to do.

“I am sorry about everything,” Kyle said.

"What did you say?" I asked. Kyle's words hit me as they were unexpected. I was hurt that he hadn't cared about my emotions, and just when I was about to accept my fate, he apologized. It was as though Kyle was reading my mind and saying the things I wanted to hear at the right time.

“You don’t have to cry, Andrea," he said.

I never realized I had been shedding tears until he said so, and I quickly wiped my face with the backs of my hands. I wassupposed to be the dominatrix and shouldn’t be seen crying over love or what love did to me or denied me.

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