“God you’re such a perv…” Denise said as she turned from the mirror to her boyfriend Ken.
“Yeah, but I’m your perv…” Ken replied.
“You’ve got me there.” she said with a smile and a chuckle.
It was true, it wasn’t like she was some innocent flower or anything either and this was his “date” night, so he could have whatever he wanted, within reason of course. They alternated these date nights, she’d had hers last week when she brought in some erotic candles for him to use on her. It had been fun but a lot of work, for them both.
At least Ken’s perversions were more, visual in nature. Sure she’d had to spend a few hours getting ready, pouring herself in to the tight dress and top, but it was kinda fun in a way.
“Hey, what’s that?” she asked, noticing the small back device in Ken’s hand.
“This? Here let me show you…” he said and held it out, pressing a button on it and suddenly Denise found she could no longer move.
Panic rose up in her, but just as quickly left as she watched him hold down a button on the device for a moment. Then he pressed several more buttons and her mind swirled around like water down a drain.
Denise looked over at her john and smiled a genuine smile for the first time that night, this one was at least cute.
“Hey baby, can we take care of business first?” she asked as she wiggled her hips over towards the nightstand where her purse was.
“Of course.” he said and pulled a plain white envelope from his jacket pocket, “Here. By the way, what should I call you?” he asked.
She took the envelope from his fingers and stuffed it in her purse, bending over at the waist so he could get a good look at her ass as she did so, “Thanks baby. You can call be whatever you like.”
“Let’s go with Lexus.” he said and Denis’ pussy quivered a bit. He’d pulled up to her street corner driving a Lexus, and just the thought of her hands on her was getting her wet.
“Sure baby, let me show you how good of ride I am…” she replied, turning and wrapping her arms around him.
He reached around her and placed his hands on her ass, the shiny material of her dress making a crinkling sound as he squeezed it.
“Oh yeah baby, feel what Lexus has in the trunk!”
He gave he ass a slap and then reached up and pulled her top down over her tits, “Let’s see if the headlights are on…” he said and he maneuvered down, his lips taking on of her nipples between them. One of his hands grabbing the other nipple as he continued to suck on the one between his lips.
“Oh god yes! My headlights are on baby! They are soooo on!”
He pulled both of her nipples and he leaned back until they slipped from his lips and fingers and she let out a squeal of pleasure. He then pushed her back down on to the bed and quickly got undressed as she did the same, pulling her top over her head and wiggling madly out of her skirt.
She went to remove her shoes until he spoke up, “Leave the tires on Lexus, leave the tires on.”
“You got it baby!” she cooed back and spread her legs slightly.
He grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs over the edge of the bed, and then pushed them back around to the sides of her head where she grabbed hold of them herself.
Then, he lined up and slipped in to her dripping wet pussy, “Oh god baby! Get in your Lexus! Get right in there!”
He drove deep in to her, leaning forward and grab hold of her tits with both hands as he did so.
“Yes! Yes! Drive your Lexus baby! Drive your Lexus hard!” she cried out as thrust after thrust penetrated her.
“Oh god! Lexus is coming! Lexus is cooooommmmmmiiiiiinnnnngggggg!!!!!!” she cried out as an orgasm rocked her.
Ken looked down at Denis… well Lexus at the moment, and smiled. God he’d wanted to do that forever. Denise though had refused to play along with even after he’d done everything she’d wanted on her date nights.
He’d given up hope until he’d seen the add for the remote. He reached over to the nightstand and picked it backup, turning the small black bar over in his hands a few times. He pointed it at Lexus and pressed one of the pre-programmed buttons and watched Lexus fade from Denise’s eyes.
He quickly put the remote back in the nightstand drawer and the flopped down beside Denise, taking her in his arms just as she recovered.
“Mmmm… that was great Ken.” she cooed, having no memory of what really just happened.
“Yeah, that was. So what did you want to do next week for date night?” he asked.
“I was thinking… if you were up for it of course, I could handcuff you to the bed?” she replied, sheepishly.
I smiled and gave her a peck on the lips, “Sure, sounds like fun.” I replied.
She smiled back, “You’re the best boyfriend Ken.” and then snuggled in to my chest.
I held her there for a while, making a mental note to update the remote’s preprogrammed buttons. There was surely going to be handcuffs involved in next weeks date night, but they would never come in contact with Ken’s wrists.
