It was her last break of the day before going home. She made her way to the breakroom and sat down. She was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to go home. She heard more people making their way down to the breakroom and quickly realized it was the younger realtors at the agency. All were only about 25.
"Im telling you Kasey, you have to read this book."
"I have heard all about that book Carla. Its basically a porno, only you read it instead of watching."
"It's not that bad." Carla turned to Reba. " Reba have you ever read it?"
"Read what?"
"Fifty Shades of Grey."
"No.. I tried watching the movie. I didn't get it though."
"OMG! Reba you have to read it. The movies suck compared to the book." Carla and Kasey sat down next to her. "There are many scenes the movie didn't add that were phenomenal."
"Doesn't he get off on causing her pain? Ain't that a bit much."
"Its not about pain. Its about the pleasure. She has safe words. Plus after the first book they mostly have vanilla sex."
"Vanilla Sex? You lost me." she said.
"Its plain sex. No toys, cuffs, whips etc."
"Buy the book Reba. I'm telling you. It will make your sex life fabulous." Reba thought about her words.
"How can reading a book make your sex life fabulous?"
"Me and my hubby have tried a few things in the book. Nothing too sadistic. Like tying her up for instance. It was strange not having any control at first but it was the hottest thing I've experienced in my life." Reba thought about what was going to happen tonight and it caused her to blush.
"I'm sure you have tried things like this , right Reba?"
"No. It was all vanilla when I was married."
"What about now. I'm sure with your boyfriends you get a little kinky right."
"Not really." She looked at her watch. "You know what girls. I have to get back to work but it was a lovely conversation. I shall see you too tomorrow." she quickly made her escape. She didn't mind the conversation until it turned to her sex life. She didn't like discussing that with anyone. She couldn't wait till it was quitting time. She sat back down at her computer. 4 o' clock couldn't come fast enough.
It was finally quitting time and Reba could not be happier. She had to stop at Walmart on her way home and pick up some groceries, then she would finally be home. "Ok Reba we need eggs, milk, bread, and some steaks." When she arrived at walmart it was crowded. This was going to be fun. She got the supplies she needed and was on her way to the checkout counter when the book caught her eye. She was torn."Its filth Reba, you don't need it." She grabbed the book and skimmed through it. "Hmmm." she studied the back. "Momma didn't raise a prude, but is this taking it a little too far?" She threw the book in her cart and proceded to checkout. When she got home it was almost 5. She put her groceries away and poured herself a glass of wine. She sat down on her couch and started reading the book. She lost track of time and before she knew it she was almost halfway through the book.
"Reba!" Brock called. She quickly tried to hide the book.
"What were you reading there Red."
"Nothing."
"Reba, I can tell when your lying. Let me see."
"No."
"Reba." he went for the pillow Reba had stuck it under and shouted in triumphed after he wrestled her for it and won. His eyes went wide and a smirk was across his face." Well well. Look what we have here." Reba blushed." Reba's reading a porno."
"It is not. It is a romantic story."
"It is an erotic novel."
"So what. Still romance."
"So tell me. Are you that excited about me tying you up you bought a book."
"No. Some girls at work were talking about it. It really is a good book."
"You know what most of the world call it"
"What?"
"Mommy porn. It was a book branded for wives and mothers in a sexual rut."
"I just like the book. Would you drop it. "
"Answer me one question Reba."
"What."
"Are you turned on?"
"No." he walked over and leaned into her ear.
"So you mean to tell me if I was to take these slacks off you, you wouldn't be dripping wet?" She was blushing. She was very turned on, and frustrated.
"No." she lied.
"You're lying."
"Am not."
"You are, because you are blushing." As they were about to kiss they heard the back door open.
"Mom!" he turned around putting the book behind his back. Reba grabbed the book and placed it under the pillow behind her back." She was sexually frustrated, she wanted him now, but their daughter was her.
"Oh hey dad, I didn't know you were here."
"Yeah, your mom was telling me about my condo sell. The buyer backed out last minute." he lied.
"I hate that dad, but you'll sell it eventually."
"I know."
"Anyways mom, Van told me about Dr Hunky asking you out."
"How does he know?" Brock looked at her. Jealousy ran through him like a knife.
"He overheard your boss and him discussing it. So Friday, 8 o clock at Sambuca. Dinner and dancing. We got to find you something to wear."
"I have clothes Cheyenne."
"Yeah but we want to get you laid mom. "
"Well I don't. At least not on the first date." Brock smiled. " Still the same ol' Reba" He thought.
"Mom, you have got to find somebody. I wont take no for an answer. We are going shopping to find you something to wear tomorrow."
"Cheyenne."
"No arguing mom. By the way. Did you get me Grandma McKinney's Broach."
"I forgot it baby. I will get it tomorrow."
"Ok. Listen I have to run. I'm so happy you got a date with Dr hunky. I hope you too hit it off."
"I guess we will be seeing each other there Reba. I also have a date Friday. Small town ain't it." Reba looked shocked, as did Cheyenne.
"Dad, I didn't know you were seeing someone."
"I'm not seeing anyone. We are just going out for dinner. Its nothing special." he really had to find a date. He hoped his lie wouldn't blow up in his face.
"Cool. Maybe you can spy on mom for us."
"I'll keep an eye on her. Don't worry."
"There is no need Brock. I'm a grown woman."
"Doesn't matter Reba. Anything can happen."
"That's right mom. You never know."
"Cheyenne, I'm going to head out. Reba I'll see you later. "
"Love you Cheyenne."
"Love you too Dad."
"So mom, when are we going shopping."
"We aren't. I have enough clothes."
"Yes we are. You can't go on a date with Dr hunky wearing anything in your closet. You need something sexy, and a little less mom-ish."
"Oh alright. Tomorrow." Cheyenne clapped her hands and smiled." But nothing too revealing."
"Oh mom. Relax and chill out. We are going to make you look hot."
"Good lord Cheyenne."
"You won't regret this mom." she leaned over and gave her mother a hug." Ill see you tomorrow mom. I have to go."
"Be careful Cheyenne."
"I will mom. Love you. Bye."
"Jesus I'm glad that's over. Now where was I." she thought. Here we are. She retrieved her book and sat down on the couch. As she continued to read she could feel her body temperature raising. She envisioned the scenes in her mind, only she replaced Anna and Christian with herself and Brock. "Why are you thinking about him?" she tried to envision it with Dr. Raymond but she couldn't. She couldn't imagine trusting him to tie her up. "Why do you trust Brock?" she thought. "He broke your heart Reba." She knew though, that deep down brock would never physically hurt her. He would listen to her. "You need to think about someone else. He doesn't love you." she told herself.
Meanwhile across town Brock was trying to find a date.
"Please Carla, I know you are my hygienist but I need this favor. I will pay you time and a half."
"Why? What's so special about Sambuca that you would pay me to go out with you."
"I can't tell you, but I swear this is not a trick. If you go with me I wont try anything. Dinner and that's it. You can even meet me at Sambuca. I will pay you double. You can even draw up a contract that says if i make a pass at you, you get the dental office."
"You are really desperate."
"I am. I need you. Please."
"Alright.."
"Thank y..." she stopped him.
"On one condition."
"What's that?"
"I get double pay like you promised, AND I get the next 3 Fridays off with pay."
"You got it." Carla looked surprised.
"I don't know what is so important for you to drop that kind of cash but who am I to stand in the way."
"Wear something sexy."
"Oh. I get it. You are trying to make someone jealous."
"Maybe, but listen Carla. I kind of have somewhere to be but I really do appreciate this. Has Stephanie left for the day?" He asked.
"No why?"
"Stephanie!" he called after his assistant.
"Yes Boss."
"Put Carla off the next 3 Fridays on the schedule. Make sure you pay her for those also. I have to run. OH and Stephanie, make sure this stays between us reach in his pocket and handed her a 50$ bill."
"You got it sir." Stephanie smiled as she took her money and exited his office.
"Any specific color Brock."
"Anything you want."
"I'll be there."
"Thank you. I got to run."
"Bye Boss." Carla shook her head. She couldn't help but wonder who he was trying to make jealous.
When he got to Reba's it was almost dark. He pulled into her driveway and retrieved a bag from his trunk. Tonight was going to be unlike any they had shared.
"Reba, I'm here." he called as he opened the kitchen door. When he walked through the living room she was enthralled in her book. He tossed the bag on the couch and it startled it.
"Brock!. You scared the life out of me." She laid the book on her table.
" I brought some equipment for tonight." Her eyes immediately went to the bag.
"What's in the bag."
"A couple ties. Some handcuffs. A vibrator, which is brand new by the way, and last but not least some wine.
"You are not using the vibrator on me."
"Come on Reba. One time." he looked at her in a pleading look.
"I hate it when you look at me like that. Once. That's it."
"That a girl. Now, shall we. "
"Let me lock the door." Brock waited in anticipation. This night was going to be all about her. He was going to turn her world upside down. He watched as she locked the doors and returned to the living room.
"I'm nervous about this. If I say untie me, you better or so help me.."
"I swear I will untie you Reba. Trust me." He grabbed the bag and followed her upstairs. She opened her bedroom door and he followed her in.
"Undress and lie on the bed."
"Are you going to undress too?"
"Later. Right now its all about you." She did as she was ask and slowly began to undress. Her hands were shaking slightly. She was nervous. She had never done this. What had she agreed too. When she watched as the last piece of clothing fell, she turned to him.
"Beautiful. Now lie back on the bed." She climbed onto her bed and lie down. She watched as he took the handcuffs from his bag. "Its now or never Reba." He climbed onto the bed and took her left hand in his securing it to the bed with first set of handcuffs. He tightened them just enough to where she couldn't get out, but not enough to cause marks. He then repeated the action with her right hand.
"Is it too tight."
"No." She looked embarrassed as she replied.
"Hey. Don't be embarrassed Red. You look beautiful." She watched with curiosity as he took the ties from his bag.
"What are you doing with those?"
"They are for your feet." He grabbed her ankle and tied it to the bed. He then repeated this step with the other. He looked at her lying on the bed. Nothing on, spread and waiting for him. He wanted her but he knew he had to wait. This was all about her. He wouldn't stop until he had her screaming in ecstasy. She lie here anticipating what was to come. He leaned forward and kissed her. His tongue eagerly seeking hers. He then moved his kisses downward. She gasped when he brought a nipple into his mouth. His tongue making circular motions. he then moved to the other, taking it into his mouth, all the while kneading the other with his hand. he kissed his way back up her body. Claiming her mouth once more. He Broke their kiss and reach for his bag. Grabbing the vibrator he turned to her. He teased her at first. Placing it on the inside of her thighs and pulling it back. Her back arched as she grabbed her restraints.
"Is this what Reba wants." He touched it to her body once more. This time placing the device on her core. She gasped and let out a moan. He pulled back once more before placing it on her core again, only this time leaving it. He watched as her hips jerked and she struggled to get away from it at first. Then he watched as she relaxed, her hands pulling at her restraints as she moaned. She no longer fought against it, instead she moved toward it. Her breathing became labored. He held the device in place and once again took her nipple into his mouth. Her hips moved as she moaned. He pulled back and watched her. She had her eyes closed and her head was thrashing against the pillow. She looked beautiful. She opened her eyes when she heard his voice. She saw him staring at her.
"That's it. Come for me baby."
"Brock..." she said breathlessly.
"Let it go Reba. Come on that's it." She was so close to the edge she could barely think. She pulled against her restraints, and bucked her hips as her orgasm hit her. She expected him to remove the device once she was finished but he followed her and held her hips down.
"Br...oc...k... Pleaseeeeee..."
"Ride it out Reba." he held it for a few more seconds then he released her. She relaxed on the bed. He gave her a few seconds to relax. She laid there, her breathing labored. She was surprised when he put the device back to her sensitive spot.
"Oh Brock...Pleasssseee, no more...I... I... cant.. take..."Her voice raised in pitch. "it." she was sweating now. He was driving her crazy.
"Ride it out Reba. I'll stop after one more orgasm." She moved her hips to try and get away but everywhere she moved he followed her. When he used his hands to hold down her pelvic bone she cried out.
"Brock..."
"That's it Reba.. One more." she squirmed under his touch. She could feel the tension building once more. If he didn't stop now she was going to come.
"I...cant.."
"Yes you can.. Come on Reba."
"I'm going to..." She convulsed and screamed as the second orgasm hit her. She was shaking and sweating as he removed the device. This time and put it away. He would clean it later. He looked at Reba, Her face sweaty, and her hair tussled from the bed. He began to undo her leg restraints, and looked at her. She was still out of breath. He discarded his clothes and climbed onto the bed. He was throbbing from the site of her.
"Aren't you going to untie the hands too? "she asked
"No Reba. You still have your grand finale." He got on top of her and kissed her slowly. He moved his kisses to her neck and nibbled at that perfect spot just below her ear. "If you thought I was going to go easy on you tonight. You are wrong." He took her mouth in his to muffle the sound of her moan as he entered her. He barely gave her time to adjust before he pushed her legs up toward her chest and began to thrust hard. He let her mouth go so he could lean back and watch her. She wasn't very vocal during sex the years they were married, but at this moment she was finding it hard to contain her cries of pleasure. He continued thrusting in and out of her fast and hard, as she continued to pull at her restraints. He grabbed her head and brought her in for a kiss roughly. He wasn't hurting her, but this was primal. It was all about dominance. At this moment Reba was at his mercy. He could feel her tightening around him. He pulled away and thrust as fast as he could, bringing them both over the edge. He pulled out of her and lay beside her.
"Fuck. That was hot." He leaned over and kissed her. They were both out of breath at this point. Reluctantly he got up and retrieved the key to the handcuffs releasing her from her restraints. She rubbed her wrist for a few seconds then looked over to him. He didn't hurt her during their lovemaking. He had given her not 1 but 3 orgasms tonight. She may be sore tomorrow but it was worth it.
"I'm going to be sore tomorrow." She saw panic in his eyes." It was worth it Brock."
"You ok. I didn't hurt you did I?"
"No. I kind of liked not having control over the situation. It was as if I. You know.. more intensely."
"Orgasmed."
"Will you not say that."
"So you have no problem saying fuck, but orgasm is a no go." he laughed.
"Shut up and kiss me."
"I can do that." he kissed her then gazed into her eyes.
"That was amazing."
"I agree it was." she blushed. "I need to go shower. Can you try and clean this place up while I do."
"I will try my best."
"Thank you." she got up from her bed and pulled out a pair of pajamas from her dresser. She walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. Many thoughts ran through her mind as she allowed the water to cascade over her.
When she finished her shower she come back to the bedroom to find that brock was gone. There was a note on the bed.
Reba, come downstairs when you are done.
Brock.
When she entered the kitchen dressed in her robe she immediately spotted Brock. He had made them a sundae.
"I figured we could share..."he turned to her reaching out a spoon. She looked at him. Was he trying to be romantic? She took the spoon from his hand and sat down.
"Its been a long time since we shared a sundae." she took a bite as did he.
"Yeah. It has been years." he smiled at her. "So... Are you excited for your date on Friday?"
"I'm not sure. He shows up at my work. It was a little weird. He is cute though."
"You worried about him."
"Nah. I can handle my own."
"Believe you me. If anyone knows that, it is definitely me." She laughed.
"Cheyenne and I are going shopping tomorrow after work. She is hell bent on making me look, in her words, less Mom-Ish" she laughed. "She said I needed something sexy to wear for Dr. Hunky." She turned to him. "So whos your big date for Friday."
"Carla."
"At the office? Carla." Jealousy ran through her vains.
"Yes. So."
"She's your assistant Brock."
"Yeah, your point is." At this point she was angry. Why was she angry? She was seeing someone else.
"I guess you have a thing for dental hygienists."
"Why are you so angry all of a sudden Reba. I never said anything when you were going out with Dr. Jackass."
"I..."
"You what Reba?" He pointed at her. "Its ok for you to date other people while we are sleeping together but I cant?"
"That's not what I'm saying."
"Then what are you saying."
"I'm not sure." Her voice faltered slightly. What was she saying.
"Well when you figure it out, Ill be at home." he got up and retrieved his clothes from upstairs. He left Reba's shortly after. He was angry. Why did she have such a double standard. Then it hit him like a ton of bricks. She was jealous. That's what was wrong with her. She didn't want him to see anyone because she was green with jealousy. He pulled into his driveway. He would let her figure it out on her own. Till then he had a date to plan. It was at that moment he knew he wanted his Ex wife back. He wanted her for himself and no one else.
It was finally quitting time. She had 30 minutes to get to the mall to meet Cheyenne. She had called Dr. Raymond twice today to tell him of 2 potential property locations. Why did she dread going on this date with him. He was handsome, rich, and a Dr. Anyone would call this a catch, someone to grow old with, but Reba was filled with couldnt pinpoint the feeling she got around just got an uneasy feeling around she was over reacting but she at least needed to give him a chance. By the time she made it to the mall Cheyenne was already waiting on her.
"Mom. I found the most perfect dress for your date."
"You already found one? How do you know my size."
"Mom, I went through your closet last year for the yard sale remember. Besides. Your petite."
"What color is the dress." they began walking inside the Mall.
"Red. It is stunning mom. Just wait till you see it." they stopped when they came to the store Cheyenne had found the dress."Here it is mom." Cheyenne held the dress up. It was a mid thigh dress that was way too form fitting for Reba's liking. It was a beautiful dress but Reba was unsure. If the length didn't get her the low cut front did.
"Cheyenne, I'm not sure I can wear that. It is too revealing."
"That's the point mom. Now try it on."
"OK, but no guarantees I will wear it." She grabbed the dress from Cheyenne's hand and went into the dressing room. When she slipped it on it fit like a glove. It was beautiful, and she had to admit it did make her look sexy. "You cant wear this. It will drive Brock. I mean Blake insane. Why did you slip up and call Blake, Brock?" she thought. "Well It would drive Brock insane. He isn't talking to me right now but maybe this dress will bring him around. Besides what have you got to lose."
She was brought out of her thoughts by Cheyenne."Mom. Are you going to come out so i can see the dress."
"I'm buying it."
"Let me see it first." Reba stepped out and faced Cheyenne. "You look hot mom."
"Yeah well. Lets hope I don't give the wrong impression."
"What wrong impression? You are single and ready to mingle. You need to get back on the saddle mom. You are single. Start acting like it."
"I do and I apologize if I seem to slow for your liking. When I am ready to be in a relationship I will be."
"Whatever you say mom. You look great."
"Thanks. Now I have to get this thing off." she laughed.
" I cant wait to hear all about your date Saturday."
"I wont be telling you anything. "
"I will find out. I know the owner of Sambuca. "
" Just my luck." She rolled her eyes and went back into the fitting room. 20 minutes later she was dressed in her clothes and waiting patiently at the checkout counter.
"I'm glad you bought the dress Mom."
"I liked it."
"So mom. Who is dads date Friday?"
"Carla."
"His hygienist?"
"Yes. One in the same." She said a bit annoyed.
"Are you ok Mom. One mention of dad and his hygienist you look angry."
"He's a single man. He can date who he wants to. I just don't see why he has a thing for his hygienist. You'd think one was enough."
"You are jealous."
"No I am not. Me and your father just aren't talking at the moment is all."
"Why? You two have been inseparable these past couple months."
"Well things change, but your father doesn't."
"What's that supposed to mean."
"Nothing Cheyenne. Lets just drop it."
"Ok, but i still think your jealous."
"Shut up Cheyenne. I am not. Now let it go."
"Whatever you say mom." Cheyenne waited as her mom paid for the dress and followed her to her car. As the two women parted ways Cheyenne couldn't help but wonder what was going on between her parents. One day they were fine and now they weren't talking. It didn't make sense too her. She guessed she would find out eventually but she knew not to push her mother too far.