1. A Woman Too Far


    Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: WannabeWordsmith, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    baiting her. "Not on the game. Video games." "World of Warcraft in an elf costume?" "Sometimes." Ryan raised an eyebrow. "I mean, I play the game, not dress up. But I prefer the classics. Arcade games." "Space Invaders?" "Hell yeah. And Pacman. Asteroids too. But my all time favourite is Galaga." She caught his expression. "Before your time huh? It's like Space Invaders, but the fighters peel off and dive bomb you. Been to the Media Museum?" "Not for years." "They have a gaming exhibition. I go there quite often with a stack of 10p pieces." "What about games I've heard of? Guitar Hero?" "Are you kidding? I rock." "Bet you can't beat me." Her mouth upturned revealing cute dimples. "I'd wipe the floor with you." "Sounds like a challenge." Ryan's mind flashed to a scene in which the two of them wore nothing but PlayStation guitars, duelled in the virtual space to Paramore then flung the controllers aside, crushed together, lips and arms seeking one another as they sank to the floor and became one in the real world. "In fact," he continued, "I'd bet on it." "Ha! What would you possibly be willing to risk losing?" "Depends how confident you are." "Very." "So let's make it interesting. I'll buy you a drink… in fact I'll buy you all another couple of pitchers now." He waved his arm at the returning posse. "We set up a time to compete and if you win, no harm done. You get the satisfaction and the beer." Her hazel eyes narrowed. "And if you win? Not that you will." Ryan set her ...
    his deepest gaze and slid into her space again, lowering his voice as much as he dared while still being heard over the beats. "You forfeit." "Oh yeah?! And what would that entail?" "I choose at the time." "Sounds dangerous." Flashing a mischievous smile, he leaned in very close, brushing the bare skin of her arm. "Are you averse to a little danger?" She paused before answering. "No." "So call me when you want to play." He reached for his phone to send her his card but she stopped him with a hot hand. "How about tonight?" Holy shit that was easy. I'm on fire! A momentary flash of uncertainty jolted his synapses. Maybe a little too easy. He shook his head and pushed the thought away. "I'm game." Ryan pretended to notice the wedding ring for the first time. "But won't your husband mind the two of us rocking out in the small hours?" She looked away and mumbled something Ryan couldn't make out. "Sorry?" She turned back to him. "He's away on business 'til the weekend." Ryan's heart loop-the-looped, but he remained cool. "So we can be as loud as we like?" She was silent. "And you're sure he's not going to come after me with an axe?" "It's only PlayStation." "Yeah, but some men might be jealous of another man playing with his wife." He loved sentences loaded with ambiguity. Her sigh across his earlobe made him shiver. "He probably wouldn't care. His Mistress keeps him busy." "Seriously?" She nodded curtly. "Well, I've suspected. He's been a little… distant the last few months. And ...