Dandelions and Wishes

Provocative Behavior

The next morning she stands in her closet and wonders why he is so specific about the dress, what did it matter what she wore. Part of her wants to wear whatever she wants to wear and another part of her wants to please him, wanting to please him won. She chose her favorite cotton, lavender, summer dress that has a low cut v with buttons going all the way down to the hem, which barely covers her ass and thin straps. She'd have to be careful not to bend over or people were going to see her lavender lace panties. She picks out a pair of lavender lace sandals that lace up her calves, put on her matching lacy lavendar bra, and slips the dress on. It caresses her skin as it slides down around her and molds to her curves with a little flair at the hem. She puts a touch of makeup on and brushes her hair into a nice shine.

She walks into the living room and the door buzzer rings. She opens the door and he stands there unmoving, looks down her body to the sandals and then all the way back up. Fire burns in his eyes and she steps back.

"Is this not what you were thinking, should I change?"

"No, here." He hands her a little box. She opens it up and it has a little golden dancer on a fine gold chain.

"Oh this is lovely, Ethan, thank you!" She turns around and motioned for him to help her put it on. He takes the ends of the necklace from her and she swipes her hair aside so he can put it on her. After he clasps it he leans forward and brushes a kiss against her neck. An electric charge moves though her. He steps back and she drops her hair.

Bend over, Princess." He murmurs.

"But..."

“Bend over...” He repeats.

Her face is so hot she thinks it might catch fire and her ass is tingling like she is about to get a spanking but she’s never gotten a spanking in her life.

She bends over facing him. He rolls his eyes and moves behind her. “Don’t move.” She flinches as he grazes his fingers over her lacy bottom sticking out from her dress and with quiet intensity he says, “Perfect.”  He steps back. "Stand up. Let's go." He clears his throat, turns and walks out the door.

“Next time I tell you to bend over I expect you to do it without hesitation and I want you to hold it to the slow count of five and then stand up. Understand?"

She doesn’t understand anything but she nods her head yes.

"Say it out loud, princess."

"Yes, I understand, you don't want me to hesitate when you tell me to bend over and you want me to slowly count to five...out loud?"

He chuckles. "No princess, to yourself."

"You want me to slowly count to five, to myself, and then stand up."

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Do you want an honest answer?"

"Yes." She says breathily as she is feeling like she can’t breathe.

"Because I want people to look at you, fantasize about you, and know that you are mine."

"I'm yours?"

"Yes, you were mine the moment you said you were willing to explore with me. Now, are you going to let me provoke people to stare at you?"

"Okay."

"Okay is not an answer, when I ask you a question, I want a yes or no, or a question to help you clarify."

"O-um Yes, Ethan, I understand." He is so different from last night, so bossy and though part of her wants to tell him to quit, another part, a deeper, darker part of her is so excited she’s already getting her panties wet.

"Good, thank you, Amanda. Now let’s go enjoy the city."

He never took his hands off of her. He was either holding her hand, had his hand on her back, or was pulling her close to him and doing things she didn't understand.

On the subway he leans against a pole, holding the loop with one hand and pulls her back up against him, laying his hand on her thigh and slowly sliding the hem of her dress up as he watches to see who will not only notice, but can’t take their eyes away.

A woman sitting alone glances over at them and her eyes light up like Christmas at the park when she sees what he is doing and she licks her lips.

He whispers into Amanda’s ear, “Do you see her,” He presses against her head to turn toward the woman. “She desires you and she is wishing you were hers."

Amanda shakes her head no not believing for a moment that could possibly be true. "She must be looking at you and wishing she was the one standing here instead of me."

He motions for the woman to come closer. The woman hesitates and then slowly gets up and walks over. Her eyes move down and then back up over Amanda making Amanda tremble.

"Tell my princess what you think of her and please be honest."

"You are a delicate rosebud waiting to bloom, so beautiful, I would be honored if you were mine and I would teach you so many delicious things." She licks her lips again.

"Princess, thank the nice lady so she can go back and sit down."

"Thank you."  A tremor rushes through Amanda

"My pleasure, princess." She smiles, walks back to her seat, sits down and her eyes continue taking in the sight of Amanda until she has to get off the train.

"That is my goal today, to get you to see how much people desire you and how your beauty shines outward affecting everyone within your hemisphere."

Amanda can hardly breathe. She knows she has led a sheltered and privileged life, that her parents have kept a tight rein on her, even sending her to an all girls private school where there were so many pure bread pedigrees that she felt dowdy most of the time. Never had she felt as she felt when that woman was looking at her and her words… she swallowed hard.

Later at the museum they are looking at the paintings when he takes her in his arms again, her back up against him, his arm across her chest and his hand on her thigh.

"That man over there,” He motions with his head.” he's been watching you. Do you see him? He can't take his eyes off of you." He motions for the man to come over and he looks around and then gets up and walks to them.

"Kneel." Ethan whispers and the man drops to his knees in front of her without hesitation and Amanda is shocked that one, the man would listen to Ethan and two, the heat of Ethan's voice rushes through her and delights her beyond her imaginings. 

"Do you see, princess, he wants to worship you. He would bury his face in you if you let him."

She looks down at him and he slowly nods his head yes, his eyes never leaving hers. Ethan motions for him to leave and he quickly leaves the area.

"I guarantee he is finding a bathroom so he can jack off to the vision we just gave him. He let go of her and turns back to the painting. She is breathing quickly.

This can't be real, Ethan had to have set this up somehow. There's no way these people are responding to her this way. "Did you pay these people to do and say these things?"  This is messing with her head. No one but her parents ever treated her like she was something special. Why is he being so persistent about this?

He took her hand and led her quickly out of the room, found a family bathroom and took her in and locked the door. He pulled her up against him, facing the mirror, holding her as he had on the subway and just now, his hand sliding up her thigh. "Look... look at yourself princess."

Her lips are puffy, she is flushed, her pupils dilated, her dress hugs her gentle curves and she is mesmerized watching his hand slightly raise her dress. That can’t be her in the mirror.

"What do you see?" He says passionately.

"A woman, who looks like she's just been kissed or about to be taken, or... I don't know."

"You are beautiful and sexy and most men want to bed you and most women want to be you, if not take you for themselves."

She had never seen herself this way, through his eyes. She pulled out of his arms.

"Okay, I get it, can we go now?"

He smiles and takes her hand.

They meander from room to room and are currently in an area with artifacts from a dig in South America. She is looking at a beautiful pattern on a broken pottery shard and pieces of a necklace when he whispers, "Bend over princess.” 

There is a low shelf in front of her so she bends low like she is looking at what is on it, counts to five and then stands back up. "Now look over your shoulder." Several college age boys are looking at her, mouths open, dumbfounded. She winks at them and then turns back. A giggle bubbles out of her.

"That's better, Princess." He smiles at her antics and he wraps his arm around her as they walk away. He looks back at the boys and grins. The boys quickly turn and walk the opposite direction.

She starts to eagerly await when he is going to do something or command her to bend over next. A little bit later he whispers, "Bend over baby girl and when you stand back up, look over your shoulder, smile and wink. Now."

A thrill runs through her as she bends over, counts to five, stands up, looks over her shoulder and sees an older man staring, mesmerized by her. She smiles and winks. He grins and then she turns back around.

"You just made that old guy’s day. He is remembering his younger years when he could have a pretty young thing like you."

Ethan turns to look at her, her eyes are sparkling with joy and her skin is flushed. He takes her hand and leads her to another room.

Very quietly he whispers, "Don't move, there is a wee boy under a bench looking under your dress. She hears a little giggle and then a mama hissing at him to come to her.

"That boy will be dreaming of your lavender lace panties for years."

She playfully hit his arm. "You are so bad, he was just a little boy."

"First, I didn’t put him there. Second, I remember being that little boy and being at one of my mother's many parties lying under the piano as women walked by. I'd try to get a peek and sometimes they weren't wearing anything underneath. Almost every one of them smiled at me when they realized what I was doing.

"That's..."

"Being a voyeur, baby girl which makes you an an exhibitionist. Aren't you having fun flashing people? It seems you are. That would mean you are an exhibitionist." He was grinning at her.

"I never realized..." She is enjoying it though she thinks her parents would be appalled in more ways than one.

"Does it bother you to discover this about yourself?"

She looks up at him and slowly shakes her head no as she is having more fun with him than she's ever had before and it was tantalizing her in ways she didn't realize were possible.

"Good." He takes her hand and they move on. "I think it is time we find something to eat." He punches a few keys in his phone and they walk out front. He pulls her over to a car and opens the door letting her get in first and he scoots in beside her. The car pulls away from the curb.

"Aren't you going to tell him where to go?"

"No, this is my driver, Charles, he already has my agenda."

"Why didn't we take the car to the museum?"

"And miss the woman on the subway?"

She feels heat move through her and her cheeks get really hot at the memory of that woman and her words. 

He pulls her into his lap. "Do you feel what you do to me?" She feels the bulge beneath her and her eyes widen as an electric rush moves through her as he lightly grinds upward. Amanda lets out a little moan and then quickly looks up front. "He has selective hearing; you don't need to worry about him."

The car pulls over and he gets out and helps her out of the car. He keeps her hand and tucks it around his arm as they walk through an unmarked door. A very large gentleman is standing in the entryway.

"Password." The giant man growls.

"Jacoby."

And the big guy opens the door. It is dark and it takes her eyes a moment to adjust. Her mouth waters as the aromas from the restaurant kitchen waft through the room. There are curtained off areas and some that are open with empty tables and bench seating wrapped around half of it. He takes her to an empty one, has her climb into the booth first and then he climbs in behind her with their backs to the room while they face another curtain.

A server wearing a bustier that pushes her breasts up revealing every bit of her areolas and her thickly engorged n*****s with a full garter belt and lace stockings and heals so tall Amanda would be afraid to wear them. Amanda feels her cheeks heat up but she can't look away from the woman's breasts. The server sets down two ice waters and a mixed platter of appetizers. She glances at Amanda and smiles. The server then backs up and closes the curtain without ever saying a word. 

The curtain in front of them begins to move until it is completely open revealing two women on a padded mat, both naked, one woman’s face is buried between the other woman's thighs. Amanda realizes there is no glass between the women and them as she can hear them moaning. She squirms in her seat, but she never looks away.

“I am going to touch you, princess, and if you don’t want me to tell me now.”

She clamps her lips down and doesn’t say a word. Ethan’s hand slides up her thigh and slips one finger into her panties and between her folds. She gasps but can't take her eyes off of what is in front of her..

"You are very wet, princess, is it because of what you're watching or from being watched earlier.

She thinks about that. Each time he had presented her for someone to look at, her excitement had increased. She never would have thought she'd like that or this, it was so hot she was having trouble breathing. She didn’t know places like this even existed.

She finally says, “Both."

"Mmmmm, very glad to hear that, baby girl. They enjoy being watched, that is the only reason they are here. Watching them adds to their pleasure."

“How did you know about this place, have you brought other women here?” She immediately wishes she hadn’t asked that last question, but she can’t take it back now.

“I’m part owner. It is a safe place for voyeurs and exhibitionists to be themselves without worrying they’ll get in trouble. Though for some, the threat of getting in trouble is the biggest part of the thrill. And yes, Amanda, I have brought other women here, but none I felt even half what I feel for you. They were people I passed the time with until who I really wanted was available.”

“That’s the second time you mentioned something about having to wait, or the person wasn’t ready.”

“Yes…”

“Was that me?” She asks quietly.

“Yes, Amanda, you were 15 the first time I saw you and I felt so pulled to you I had to get out of there fast or I was going to end up in jail. I stayed away as long as I could. You don’t know how hard that was for me. I wanted you so much. I thought about you all the time, wondering what you were doing, how you were doing, if you had a boyfriend. Of course every time I had that thought, I’d call your dad and ask how things were going. I didn’t even have to ask about you because he always talked about you. I had to live on those moments for three years. So yes, I brought other women here but they knew I was only passing the time, and nothing more.”

She was quiet and took a long breath and let it out slowly. She didn’t’ say anymore so he dropped it. She brought her attention back to the two women.

His fingers continue touching her most private place in ways that made it very difficult to concentrate, but she couldn't take her eyes off the women. She takes a quick breath in as he finds her nub and gives it light, little pinches.

"Oh..." She is feeling so much. A deep moan escapes her as this overwhelming feeling washes over her. He takes her mouth as he sends her over the edge. Her toes curl and her stomach tightens as her body comes alive. She's panting as her body slowly begins to relax. He takes his fingers out and put them in his mouth, licking and sucking them clean like he'd just had barbecue chicken.

"You are so sweet." He murmurs, brushing his face in her hair.

Flaming heat spreads across her face. She picks up one of the appetizers and slips it into her mouth. She was unexpectedly surprised at how good it tasted and moaned again.

He chuckled. "Is it that good, princess?"

"So good, have you tried these?" She picked one up and held it in front of his mouth. He quirked a brow, but then opened up for her and she slid it in. He sucked on her finger as she pulled it out.

"Oooh." Pleasure rushed through her body straight to her center.

He took her hand and put it on his bulging crotch. "My body yearns for you, Amanda." He was rubbing her hand over it when she began moving her hand and fingers, feeling him, finding the curves and following them to the tip and she lightly pinched it. He growled. "Be careful baby girl or I will take you right here and no one will stop me."

Half of her was appalled and the other half was intrigued.

He turned toward her. "You may not realize it, Amanda, but you have a tremendous amount of power. Your touch set me on fire."

Amanda smiled "It did?"

"Yes, princess, it did."

She continued smiling and took another bite, but of a different appetizer. She moaned again. "God this one is even better than the last." She picked up another one and held it to his mouth, he opened and sucked her fingers in. She moaned again as she watched his mouth. The other curtain moved and Amanda jumped. The server brought in two plates and set them down in front of them. 

"Thank you..." She smiled to the server.

"You are most welcome." The woman grinned at her and her eyes stayed on Amanda until the curtain closed again.

Ethan chuckles, "You even have the server lusting after you."

She lightly slaps at his arm. "Stop, she is not."

"Yes, baby girl, she definitely is."

Amanda looked at her plate filled with stuffed lobster, a baked potato and roasted asparagus. He watched her devour her meal with passion, savoring every bite and moaning now and then. He brought her attention back to the women having s*x. One woman was now spreading the other's legs wide, Amanda could see everything. The woman began inserting her fingers, thumb and then pushing, and pushing until her whole fist was within her. The other woman was arching and moaning and pushing up wanting more.

Amanda's mouth fell open as her body temperature went to Australia. She squirmed and her breathing increased.

He was watching her every reaction and it made him pulse between his legs. They finished eating and he led her out and back to the waiting car. In the light he could see how flushed she was and how sweat beaded between her breasts. 

They got in the car and he pulled her over onto his lap, facing him and he brought her mouth down to his and he took it hard and deep. She started moaning and then was grinding against him. 

He pulled back and whispered into her mouth. "Do you want to see more, or are you ready to go home where I can touch every part of you and you can touch every part of me."

Her forehead dropped to his forehead and she whispered, "Home, please."

His breath hitched and his c**k felt like it was going to explode at her words. "I'm so glad to hear you say that, princess." 

He kissed her all the way home, never stopped kissing and touching her, whipping her into a frenzy. They pulled into the parking lot and he lifted her up and out of the car, carrying her while his lips were still on hers, got into the elevator and had her push the button. He kept kissing her and then they were getting out on her floor and she punched in the code and he kicked the door closed behind them.

He took her to her bed in the corner with the windows on two sides of it. He laid her down and asked, “Are you on birth control?"

“Yes…my parents thought it better not to take chances though they were hoping I’d wait."

“Oh thank God.” He pulled her panties off and threw them to the floor and buried his face in her moist heat, licking, nibbling and sucking until she was crying out as her body clenched and quivered. He moved over her, nibbling his way up to her breasts.

Feeling his mouth on her was driving her wild. She could hardly think as his touch and mouth and tongue had electric rushes running through her. This was so much better than any fantasy she ever had of him.

“I am definitely an ass man, but I adore your breasts. Others may want huge breasts but these, these pert little breasts are perfect.”

She giggled and then gasped as he took her n****e in his mouth.

He pulled at it, sucked on it and lightly bit into it. She writhed beneath him. His tongue made a trail from her breast, up her neck, over her jaw and into her gaping mouth. He pressed himself at her opening and she inhaled quickly. He whispered in her ear. "Do you want me to stop?" She grabbed him to her and wrapped her legs around him. "No, please...Ethan, I want you so much."

"Oh God..." His name on her lips telling him she wants him almost sent him over the edge. He breathed deeply trying to hang on.

He teased her with the tip and she kept arching up trying to make him go in. He rubbed over her opening and then gently guided it into her until he felt the barrier. He put his mouth over her n****e and sucked it into his mouth, nibbling and with his hand pinching the other one, as she arched up he thrust in hard and deep. She cried out and he held still. "Breathe baby girl, it will soon feel so good." He continued nibbling and licking at her breasts and n*****s and she finally began pushing up wanting more. He slowly moved in and out of her and she began meeting him thrust for thrust and she was mewling and making wild sounds as her body moved toward another climax.

"You feel so good, baby girl, so tight around me, so wet. I love how you feel."

"Yes, so good..." She moaned and her muscles tightened around him, he couldn't hold back and he  thrust harder and faster and she got louder and louder as he pushed them both over the edge and he roared as as his release burst through him. They shuddered and trembled and sweat poured down as he filled her with his seed. 

"You are mine Amanda, my seed is in you, claiming you and no other shall put their seed in your sacred place, is that clear. Tell me you are mine."

"I'm yours, all yours, only yours, Ethan." She said breathily.

He growled, "Yes, all mine."

They fell asleep entwined within each other. He woke up several times, each time he reached for her, each time when he felt her there, he relaxed and then he entered her and she always pulled him to her even when she wasn't fully awake. He came in her again and again, until morning.

Sunday morning  she groaned as she rolled over. He pulled her into his arms. "Are you sore, sweet woman?" His hands were stroking up and down her body.

"Soooo sore." She groaned.

"I'm going to go start a bath for you and it will help with the soreness."  He kissed her nose and then went to find the bathroom. He filled the tub and he found some lavender bubble bath and he poured that in too. He went back to the bed and picked her up and carried her to the tub. He carefully slid her into the hot water.

"I'm going to get us some breakfast and I'll be right back." 

Amanda sunk deeper into the water and thought about everything that happened yesterday. By the end of the day he had made her feel so sexy, so wanted, so desired. And the things he did to her body... she felt heat move through her as she relived his every touch. She knew she should be outraged at the things he had introduced to her yesterday but she really had enjoyed every bit of it. Did that make her a deviant, a pervert, a s*x fiend? If it did, she didn't think she cared because she wants more.

He went to the kitchen and called his driver to pick up breakfast for all of them and they'd be ready to leave in about an hour and a half. Twenty minutes later his driver was bringing up their food. Ethan went and checked on her and she was out of the bath and drying off. "How do you feel, Amanda?"

"Mmmmm, much better, thank you."

"Our breakfast is here, just put your robe on and come eat."

She smiled and nodded her head.

She ate three pancakes, eggs, toast, bacon and hot cocoa. He was amazed how much she could eat. "I'm going to take a quick shower and then I'll be ready to go."

Her bottom lip puffed out. "You're leaving?"

He smiled and gave her a quick kiss and bit her bottom lip. She squeaked. "We are leaving. Please find another short dress to wear; there are more places I'd like to explore with you."

She smiled and nodded her head. "Good, I can't wait." 

He chuckles, "Really, you want more of what you saw and felt yesterday, baby girl?" 

"Yes, Ethan, and if that makes me a freak I don't care." Her hands moved up his chest.

"If you are a freak, so am I and it will make me deliriously happy for us to be freaks together." He gently pushes her away and laughs, "Go, get ready before I make you sore all over again."

Her eyes sparkle with mischief, but she does as he says and hurries off.