Chapter 12, enjoy!

Warning: Exhibitionism, dirty talk and smut.

Disclaimer in chapter 1

This chapter is a little reminder that there is smut hidden somewhere in this story...

Sir

Chapter 12

I can have Secrets too!

Did I mention that I wasn't ready to go home yet? Well, I didn't, I had a wonderful three weeks in the Hamptons. Sir and I spent all our time together and thensometimes, we went with Heidi and Diesel out to places that even I knew Sir couldn't find a way into. Heidi's name had clout in the Hamptons, apparently. It had been a long time, since I've had a good time, anywhere. And with Sir, it was even better. I didn't want to lose this feeling, I didn't want to go back to Trenton, back to a place that crushes my dreams and forces me to conform. Here, I was nobody, another face in the crowd, and that gave Sir and I freedom, lots of freedom. Speaking of which...

"I think if all these middle age women keep glaring holes at you, Babe," Sir said to me, as we found a spot on the crowded beach, "You'll be Swiss cheese soon."

"Well, I can't help it, if they've wasted their bodies on plastic surgery," I said, snootily, earning a chuckle from Sir, "And I'm just naturally beautiful!"

"Babe, you're a breath of fresh air," Sir said, as he set the blanket down on the warm sand, "And you're looking quite sexy right now…"

I smiled and struck a pose for Sir. I was in one piece that barely covered anything that was kind of hidden behind a large blue beach shirt. My breasts were pushed up and covered by thin waterproof spandex. It wrapped down my belly and covered my mound, but my bottom was bare by the g-string I wore. My hair was up in a messy bun and my face was halfway hidden behind oversized glasses. This would be the first time Sir allowed me to be so revealing to people. I wasn't going to tell him about how turned on I was being so…exposed in front of people. I found out about my kink in college, when on a dare, I ran naked through the union square and got some heavy look from some of the boys, it got me excited. I hid it for a long time, but being with Sir, it was rearing its ugly head.

We were at one of the best strip of beaches that were in the Hamptons. White sand went on for miles and the ocean was a nice color. On the plus side, it was an adult's only beach, 21 and up. A bunch of wine guzzlers were pissed off about a bunch of parents complaining about their alcohol intake close to their children. The wine guzzlers went to the town committee and then, because the wine guzzlers had more clout in the town, the strip of beach we were on now, became an adult beach. Sir must have chosen this area of beach for a reason, besides not having to deal with noisy children and their parents.

Sir found a spot near the back of the beach, close to some large boulders, he had about a 180 degree view of everything. Sir liked being aware of his surroundings and this was the perfect spot to be aware. Sir set up the sand umbrella and then we settled down on the blanket, in the shade, Sir leaning back against the cooler that held our food, and me leaning against him. A rare cool breeze washed over us, as we chatted about everything. Sir ran his fingers over my arms, going down to my thighs and resting there. I smiled to myself and parted my thighs slightly, feeling bold.

"Playing with fire, Babe," Sir rumbled, his fingers gripping my thighs tightly, "Is there something you want to tell me, Babe?"

"Oh nothing, Sir," I said, as I bent my leg up, "It's just…if people look our way, and look in between my legs, they'll see me almost exposed."

I could feel my pulse quicken, my heart rate increasing. I felt Sir chuckle darkly and then he said, in a low voice, "Does it excite you, Babe, that you're almost exposed in front of strangers?"

I nodded my head, too excited to speak, as Sir's fingers ran up the side of my hips and grabbed the sides of my suit and played with them. Sir let out a noise and said, "I like this side of you, Babe, you don't have to hide this from me…."

"I'm not hiding it from you, Sir, it's just, you never asked me…." I said, cheekily, earning a sharp nip to my neck, "Oh, that feels so good…"

"That's a cheeky respond from you, Babe," Sir growled, as he lifted his hand up and then his fingers were diving under the thin material of my one piece, "Let's see how wet you are, because you like strangers looking at your body."

I let out a noise of pleasure, as large fingers delved in between my swollen, slick lips. I was wet and getting wetter by the minute. I arched my hips up but Sir placed a firm hand on my stomach, saying, "You better not bring too much attention to you, Babe, they can look but they can't join, I don't want them even looking, but I have to please my little exhibitionist somehow."

I felt Sir pull the top of my bathing suit to the side, exposing one of my breasts to grab a nipple with his free hand. I was in heaven, withering in pleasure as Sir masturbated me, plucked my nipple and whispered dirty things in my ear.

"Dios, you're soaking wet, you are really turned you on, being on display for everyone, you like being a slut, don't you, what do you like about being so freely exposed?"

"Their eyes, all those eyes on me, hnnngn," I let out a whimper as Sir pumped his fingers in and out of me, finding my clit and rubbing the hard nub, "I like it when they look at me, when they fuck me with their eyes. It turns me on so much!"

"Does it?" Sir asked, using his leg to spread my legs further apart, "It turns me on when you let yourself go, Do you feel it Babe, do you feel how hard I am?"

I could feel how hard Sir was, at the bottom of my back. I wanted to throw caution to the wind and let him fuck me right here and right now. If he told me to strip and to get into position right now, I would do it without any questions. I was so horny right now I needed some relief.

"Fuck me…" I whispered softly, looking around the beach and finding that a few people were looking at me, hidden behind books, or other things. A few bold onlookers weren't even hiding, giving me suggesting looks and the like. Their looks felt heavy on my frame, and I could feel my arousal dripping from me, coating Sir's fingers. I couldn't wait any longer, I was so fucking turned on, "Please, Sir, fuck me…"

"Where?" Sir asked me, his lips on my ears, "Where should I fuck you, Babe?"

"Here, now," I said, as Sir pulled his fingers from my suit and holding them up, "I'm so wet…"

"Taste yourself," Sir said, pushing his finger against my lips, "you've made a mess on my fingers and now you have to clean them up."

I accepted the digits into my mouth, licking my arousal off them, swirling my tongue around them. Sir pulled my up slightly, so that I was now in his lap and then threw a thin blanket over us. It was getting cooler around us, and the blanket would be a good excuse. Sir was a man about discretion, he didn't look as though he was taking out his erection and he didn't look as though he was rubbing said erection on my wet pussy, getting it wetter. I let out a low moan as his erection pushed into me in one go. I gripped his arms tightly, breathing harshly and tossing my head back.

"Nope, Babe," Sir said, kissing my neck and shifting his lap for me, "If you want to fuck here, you have to do the work yourself, ride me."

I turned to look into Sir's eyes and then smiled, lifting my hips slowly and then sliding down slowly, alternating between grinding on Sir's lap and bouncing on it. I let out a sigh, lifting my head finding heavy stares on me. I was so turned on, it was helping me with achieving my orgasm. If anyone were to look at us, they would only see a couple sitting close to one another, under a blanket, not a wild couple who was having sex under a blanket.

"This is really hot, Babe," Sir said to me, as I bounced lightly in his lap, "I can see why you like being stared at, must be a power thing…isn't it?"

"Yes Sir," I moaned softly, withering on his lap, "All those people, looking at me, and they can't do anything, it turns me on, so much, only you can touch me, only you have control over me, Sir, oh, you're so deep in me, Sir!"

I felt heavy hands on my hips and then Sir was thrusting into me, heavy and deep. I was almost screaming with pleasure, but I managed to let out only small sounds, my one exposed breast bouncing softly from the force of Sir's thrusts. I tilted my head back, my breath coming out in short puff as my orgasm approached quickly. I lifted my head up and saw eyes on my frame, a woman looked at me and licked her lips, the man she was with gave me a smirk and went back to 'reading,' his book. I felt my muscles clench tight and then I was moaning my orgasm, my head thrown back and my hands gripping Sir's arms. I ground slowly on Sir's cock, helping to milk his own orgasm. I didn't know if I was going to get punished for cumming without permission, but it was so worth it, all those eyes on me…

"I'll punish you later," Sir said, as he regain his breath, "I'm still a little, shocked about your little…kink, why didn't you tell me, Babe?"

"Like I said," I said, fixing my top, "You never asked me, Sir, if you had asked me, I would have told you…I can tell you what how I got into this kind of stuff. It was my junior year of college, and away from the 'Burg, I was free to do what I want. My friends and I played Truth or Dare, one time, and someone dared me to run naked through the school's square. I did it, and I found that I liked being naked in front of other people, I liked being risque and naughty in front of strangers. Of course, I couldn't let my mom know, she'd flip a brick, if she found out, so, I repressed it, hid it from the world, but with you, I'm brave enough to show it now."

"Minx, I thought I was going to get you hooked on this, but you already are, my naughty Minx" Sir growled, kissing me on the lips, "But your my Minx, I better get used to your secrets, yes?"

"I hope you are," I giggled, kissing Sir again, "Now, how about a dip in the ocean and then a snack, you've got me starving, Sir."

"We better feed the beast then," Sir said, as I slid off his cock, "Fix yourself, before you get up, I let you show yourself once, never again."

I fixed myself as best as I could, before I stood up, grabbed Sir's hand and led him down the beach to the ocean. We splashed on another in the warm waters for a while, before slipped some floating seaweed in Sir's swimming trunks. It turned into an all out war, after that, wrestling in the waters, Sir had an advantage on me, he could bench press 350 pounds and I could only do like…50 pounds. I surrendered after the 6th body flip into the warm waters, which was good, because thunder rumbled and the sun went behind some pretty dark clouds.

"Time to go home," Sir said, grabbing my hand and leading me out the waters, "Hopefully, we won't get caught in this storm."

The air got cooler around us, as we packed up our stuff, I could smell the rain on the air. By the time we got the Cayenne packed, the rain was coming down in sheets. Sir shook his head and said, "Murphy's Law, right?"

The rain was so bad that it took 30 minutes to drive back to the beach house, compared to the 10 minute drive we had. When we got back to the house, we decided to unpack the car later, and instead, washed the sand and salt from our bodies and relaxed on the couch, covered in blankets, drinking hot chocolate.

"I don't want to go back to New Jersey," I sighed, resting my head on Sir's bare chest, "Do we have to go back to work and everything?"

"We do, Babe," Sir said, playing with one of my curls, "I know, it's so hard to go back to everything else, but remember; in two months we have a very important client coming to us."

"Yeah…." I said, remembering the deal Diesel and Carlos made, "Do you think it's going to help Heidi, when she comes to us?"

"I hope it does," Sir said, with pure honesty, "Diesel gave me bits of her history, she's had it rough for the past ten years, if anyone deserves a bit of happiness, it's her."

We fell silent again, for a bit, before Sir took my cup, set in on the coffee table, turned to look at me and asked, "Why did you choose to continue on with our BDSM relationship, Babe? This question has been nagging at my head, and I need an answer…Why didn't you choose a normal relationship?"

"Well," I mused, playing with the thick leather collar on my neck, "Sir…this is a normal relationship. I know, some people would say to us, this isn't a normal relationship, but, to me, it is, Sir. I love being with you, Sir, in this way, I've grown accustomed to this life, and I want it to be with me for a long time. I love you, Sir, and I know being my Dom makes you happy. Being your sub makes me extremely happy. So much so, I think…I think I want to tell my parents about us, soon, maybe once our long job is over."

"I love you," Sir said, kissing me on the lips, "You never cease to amaze me, I love you so much, don't ever change."

"I won't, I promise you, Sir," I said, with a giggle, kissing Sir on his lips, just as lighting lit the sky and the power went out, "Oh, power's out…"

"What should we do with our time now, Babe?" Sir asked me, his eyes getting darker in the dim light.

"We could do a lot of things," I said, sitting up and then stripping off the dress I wore, leaving me bare in front of Sir "Like, you can punish me, for cumming without permission."

"Good idea," Sir said, sitting up and situating me over his lap so that I was laying in his lap, "Maybe the punishment will continue on, when we go home in two days."

I let out a yelp as Sir smacked my bare bottom, hard. I turned to look at him and said, in a low voice, "One…Sir."

I could understand why people would consider a man spanking their adult lover odd, but it's my life and I love the way it is, no one is living it for me so they can stuff it!

They're going home, boo, but things heat up in the next chapter! Smell ya later, leave a review, please. :D