Fantasies and Fetishes

AJ woke up to find himself in an empty bed. He looked around the large room and saw no sign of Sydney. It was then that he realized she was probably in the kitchen. She was playing one of her signature Madonna CD. He got up and followed the sound of her singing into the kitchen. She was there of course, cooking up a storm.

“Did I say something true? Oops... I didn’t know we couldn’t talk about sex! (I must've been crazy.) Did I have a point of view? Oops... I didn’t know I couldn’t talk about you. (What was I thinking?) And I’m not sorry, it’s human nature. And I’m not sorry, I’m not your bitch, don’t hang you shit on me!” AJ just watched her twirl around the kitchen singing, sounding just like her favorite artist. He finally broke into laugher and she spun around, startled.

“Oh my God! You scared me, you ass!” Sydney screamed. AJ just came closer to her and kissed her deeply, pressing her up against the counter.

“No, don’t. I’m cooking you a big breakfast.” She protested. AJ just took the frying pan off the stove, turned the stove off, then he picked her up and sat her on the counter.

“Déjà vu...” he muttered before burrowing his face in her cleavage. Just as AJ was about to slide his hand up her nightie, the phone rang. He pulled away and the two looked at each other.

“I should get that.” Sydney said, reaching over and picking up the cordless phone.

“Hello?” She asked.

“Hello, Honey. How is everything?” Drew asked, sounding quite chipper. AJ just continued to kiss and touch her, which was all too distracting for Sydney.

“Everything’s fine, DREW.” Sydney emphasized his name so that AJ would back up. He heard her, but he refused to stop kissing her. He pulled her shoulder strap down and worked his way down to her nipples, flicking them with his tongue.

“I’m so very anxious to come home to you, darling. Mr. doodles has been pinned in my pants for far too long, and he misses you, Sydney.” Drew cooed into the phone. AJ heard this and stopped to look up at her.

“Mr. Doodles? What the fuck?” He whispered, making Sydney giggle.

“Yes, I knew that would make you smile. Listen, I’ll be home by Friday, hopefully. So wear that little black number I bought you last Valentine’s Day, alright sweetheart?” AJ was rubbing her clit slowly now with his thumb, and Sydney was having a hard time forming words.

“Uh-huh...” She gasped.

“Ok, honey, I have to go. I love you.” Drew added.

“Ok, love you too, bye.” Sydney spat and then she hung up the phone so that she could get back to AJ.

He was just about to carry her to the living room so that he could lie her down on the sofa when she stopped him.

“We can’t do this. It’s already bad enough that we slept together last night, but we can’t to it again. I’m married, AJ. And even though I’m not happily married, Drew loves me. And he has never done anything to mistreat me.

“Bullshit. You’re just like an accessory to him. Tell me, when he goes to his fancy dinner parties, does he dress you up in designer dresses and millions worth in diamonds? And does he show you off to his friends as if you’re his prize pedigree? And tell me... when you two make love, does he give a damn about what makes you feel good? Does he take his time and give you pleasure? Could he ever do what I did for you last night? Does he worship you the way that I do?” AJ was stroking his fingers through her hair now.

“No...” She whispered.

“Then why be married to a man who doesn’t treat you like the queen that you are. Sydney, you’re God’s gift to man. God’s gift to me. I can’t stand by and watch you waste your days with that prick when I could give you so much more...” He stepped forward and pressed himself against her. “...in every way.”

An hour, maybe two, maybe even three had passed. Sydney had been taken so deep into a trance by AJ’s intimate embrace that she lost all track of time. She sat up slowly and looked at the clock on the wall. Then she got up from the sofa and slipped her nightie back over her head. She turned back and saw AJ fast asleep, sprawled over the sofa, naked as the day he was born.

“What am I gonna do?” She asked herself as she found a throw blanket and covered his nude body with it. He shifted a little, but remained asleep. She decided that maybe she should just give Drew one last chance to live up to his title as her husband. And if he could not, she would simply have to tell him that her heart belonged to another and she couldn’t stay. She came to this conclusion knowing that Drew would blow his opportunity to act as a real husband should.

Sydney decided to take a bath to relax, and the minute she stepped into the tub, AJ entered the bathroom.

“Mind if I join you? I can wash your back for you, and any other hard-to-reach places.” He said with a smirk. Sydney nodded and AJ stepped in behind her, letting her lie back in his arms. He massaged her shoulders and she soaped up a sponge and washed her own chest and neck.

“Here, let me tie your hair up for you.” He offered. And then he reached up for a hair clip and clipped her long hair up so that none got too wet. Then he took the sponge from her and squeezed the hot water out onto her neck.

“What’s you deepest fantasy?” He asked.

“I don’t know. I guess maybe to have sex in a place that I’m sure to get caught. What about you?” She asked back.

“I’m living it out right now. To be with you, like this. Sharing these priceless moments together.” His words melted in her heart.

“What about fetishes? Do you have a kinky little fetish that I don’t know about?” She asked. AJ chuckled and got quiet for a moment. Then he finally gave in and told her.

“I like to roll-play. You know, become someone totally different, and do things I wouldn’t normally do.” He confessed.

“Sounds pretty intriguing.” AJ stopped washing her back and tilted her head back to see her face.

“Huh?”

“I said it sounds intriguing. We should definitely do that.” AJ then smiled and returned to caressing her skin with the soft sponge.

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AJ and Sydney walked around the store (one much like the American "Spencer's") looking at the weird little novelties they sold there. As they were farther into the back, the store got darker and black light displays took over. In some corners there were lava lamps. Others held those little globes with the electricity flowing through them. But what caught both of their eyes was that there was no one around.

“Hey Sydney... come here.” AJ said to her, and she complied. He then pushed her into a corner gently and reached up her skirt, pulling her panties down slightly.

“What are you doing?” Sydney asked in a small voice.

“Fulfilling your fantasy.” He then unzipped his jeans and pulled out his erection. Sydney looked around, and sure enough, the aisle was still bare. He slipped inside of her and she cried out an “Oh!” before AJ got a chance to cover her mouth with his palm.

“Shh...” He replaced his hand with his lips and silenced her that way. Even so, it did not muffle the sound of the gothic fountains on the shelves shaking due to their wild humping.

An employee at the store went toward the back to go into the storeroom when she heard the steady banging sound over the rock music. She peaked down the aisle and saw AJ and Sydney having the time of their lives in the very darkest corner of the store. At first she thought they were just kidding, but then AJ’s pants slipped down slightly and she saw his backside just as clear as day.

She ran back up to the counter to get one of her co-workers and together they returned to the scene of AJ and Sydney’s public escapade.

“Oh, shit, they really are fucking.” The male clerk whispered to his female friend. It was then that they saw AJ reach up Sydney’s shirt and massage her breast.

“Oh my God, this is so raunchy! That bloke's screwing the life out of her!” The female clerk said, and she was about to go stop them, but her co-worker stopped her. He was enjoying the show too much.

Both AJ and Sydney reached an orgasm about the same time and he pulled her panties back up, she pulled her skirt down. Then he zipped his jeans back up and wiped the tiny beads of sweat from his brow.

They both looked at each other and started laughing. The two teenaged clerks returned to the front counter and pasted their straight faces on.

AJ and Sydney started to walk out of the store when the male clerk made feminine moaning noises.

“Uh.... oh.... yes.... give it to me.... fuck yeah.... UH!” He said, mocking the noises Sydney made. Sydney and AJ just laughed and continued out of the store, their faces a bright shade of pink.

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Back at Sydney’s apartment, AJ waited in the living room for her to come out of the bedroom. When she finally did appear, she was wearing a cute little schoolgirl skirt with Mary Jane heals and a white blouse. Her hair was done in ponytails and she had soft pink lip-gloss on her lips. AJ was dressed in a suit with his glasses sitting on the tip of his nose.

“One of my students has been very bad.” AJ said. Sydney got a sad look on her face and pranced over to him, sitting down on his lap.

“I’m sorry, Professor McLean. My puppy ate my homework.” Sydney explained in a valley-girl type of voice.

“You should learn to put you homework in a safe place. So because you’ve been so irresponsible, I’m going to have to punish you, young lady.” AJ said, standing up and looking down at her.

“What do I have to do? Come to detention?” She asked.

“No.”

“Wash the chalkboard?”

“No.”

“Then what?”

“You’re going to have to prove to me that all my lessons and lectures have taught you something.” AJ said slyly.

“But Professor McLean, this is Sex Ed., how will I prove what I’ve learned to you?” Sydney asked.

“First, demonstrate everything you learned about section one on the chapter about foreplay.” He then pulled his pants down and exposed his stiffening length. Sydney smiled and got on her knees, becoming eye level with AJ’s crotch.

She took him into her tight grasp and tickled his head with her tongue. Then she licked the underside, from base to tip. AJ just moaned in pleasure and licked his lips while looking down at her. Her little pigtails flopped around as she tugged on his erection with both her hands and her mouth.

“Is my favorite little student enjoying herself?” AJ asked. Sydney answered by sucking in hard and bringing even more blood rushing to the veins in this erection.

Suddenly, the front door opened and Drew walked in. Luckily, they were in the living room, which meant that he wouldn’t see them unless he walked passed the living room door.

“Honey, are you home?” Drew called out. AJ almost stumbled as he pulled himself out of Sydney’s mouth and tried to get to the bedroom before Drew spotted him.

They gathered all of his things and AJ hid out on the balcony of Drew and Sydney’s penthouse apartment. He could see into the bedroom, but they could not see out. So he was safe.

Sydney quickly yanked her costume off and put a robe on, then she hopped on the bed and pretended to be sleeping.

When Drew entered the room, she acted as if she had just been awakened. He crawled on the bed with her and they kissed each other. They rolled around on the bed and Sydney managed to roll on top of him. She then waved for AJ to go. AJ went over to the other sliding door that led to the front room/ktichen. Then he left the apartment almost silently. He knew that Sydney’s driver would take him to the nearest hotel, so he wasn’t worried about calling a cab. He was, however, worried about how far Sydney would have to go to greet her husband, who just HAD to return early and ruin his and Sydney’s fun.



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