Chapter 9

Days 30 - 35

By that time I’d got a sort of routine planned out for each week. It didn’t fill all my time so I had time to start my Bucket List and think of other things that didn’t immediately spring to mind.

Monday

Mondays was helping Bethany in the shop. I’d travel into central London with Dylan, hopefully getting groped on the train. I was lucky that Monday and I had hands on my bare butt and pussy, and a finger inside me for a while, but no one groped my tits. I wondered if the gropers thought that my little tits weren’t big enough to grope.

The shop was as quiet as the previous Monday and I didn’t get the chance to let any customers see me naked. I also didn’t get the chance to model any clothes for a guy.

What I did get was, as I was browsing the racks I found some long dresses and skirts that I hadn’t seen before. I tried one of each on and was very pleased with what I found.

The skirt had a 25 centimetre section where there was only the waist band and I could slide the skirt round so that I could expose a thigh, my butt, or my pussy.

The long dress was amazing, it was side-less from my right armpit right down to the ground apart from just one narrow strap at the bottom of my ribs. The top part loosely covered my tits but as I walked around the shop the fabric floated back exposing my front from thigh to the other side of my pubis. I smiled as I thought about quickly walking on Dylan’s arm and if it was windy. I also imagined me attending one of Dylan’s formal events wearing the long dress and having may wardrobe malfunctions.

I put aside one of the dresses and one of the skirts, I was going to buy them, but when Bethany and Lucas got back she said,

“I thought that you might find those, my latest creation, I’ve put one of each aside in the back of the shop in your size specially for you. I’ll get them and you can have them for free for helping me out.”

I was over the moon and couldn’t wait to model them for Dylan.

I had a great chat with Bethany and Lucas who told me that Tim was nearly ready to publish my latest ‘thief’ video.

Unfortunately, even though I’d worn a suitable skirt, I didn’t get sharked as I waited for Dylan outside the Underground station.

Dylan loved the new clothes and can’t wait for the next formal works event where partners are expected to attend.

Tuesday

The Tuesday highlight was my personal training. I again met James in the reception area and as soon as we got into the little workout room I stripped naked before James said anything. He just watched me with a grin on his face.

“Okay Esther,” James said when I was stood naked in front of him, “I’ve got this training plan and we’ll just work through it each week. I’ll record your progress each week and in the future we’ll be able to see the progress that you’re making.

Each week I’ll check your muscles to make sure that everything feels okay.”

I looked at the sheet and quickly scanned down it. The last entry was ‘Kegel Exercises. My brain got an instant image of me squeezing James’ finger with my pussy muscles.

“Okay, that looks good, shall we start?” I said.

We went to the mat in front of the huge mirror and James quickly saw the fake diamond of my butt plug.

“That will help with the last item on the list.” James said as his hands slid all over my bare flesh.

The session went much the same as the first week but with James recording times and the number of reps that I did for each exercise.

As I was doing the press-up I couldn’t stop wondering if James was going to finger me when I did the sit-up. My arousal had slowly built through the session with James’ hands sliding all over my body and I really wanted to cum, If James didn’t make me cum I had decided that I was going to take care of myself after the last exercise.

Fortunately. when I started the sit-ups James was in the same place as the previous week and his hands were sliding all over my abdomen and genital area. After I’d dome a few sit-up James looked at my face and I’m sure that it was telling him to just get on with fingering me. My brain was silently begging him to do it as well.

I wasn’t disappointed and when I’d done half the required number of sit-ups, 2 of his fingers easily slid inside me and bent up. I started doing more sit-ups feeling his fingers rub against my G-spot as I strained.

It only took 4 more sit-ups to take me over the cliff and I flopped back onto the mat and started shaking and jerking. I could feel my pussy spasms and I was disappointed that James had removed his fingers.

When I returned to normal James said,

“You’re not finished yet Esther, one more exercise to go. I’ve added Kegel exercises on Amber’s suggestion. Not being an expert on female anatomy I’m relying on her knowledge and advise.”

“Oh yes, Kegel exercise. I’ve been doing a few of them with Dylan, he says that it’s better for me if I do them with his cock or his fingers inside me.”

“Smart guy your Dylan, he’s right, would you mind if I put my fingers inside you when you do the Kegels?”

“James, you’ve just made me cum with your fingers inside me so go for it. How many Kegels do I have to do?”

“Twenty please Esther.”

My legs were still spread wide and James was still kneeling between my knees.

“Let’s start then.” I said and I felt James’ finger invade my vagina causing me to moan a little.

“Try and ignore the pleasure and concentrate on the Kegels Esther.”

“That’s going to be difficult.” I replied and did my next Kegel.

“Try and hold each one for 5 seconds Esther.”

“I’ll try but with your finger there and my butt plug it will be a challenge.”

“You can do it Esther try again.”

I did. The only challenge was to see if I could do the 20 without cumming again.

I didn’t. As I was trying to hold my tenth, another orgasm hit me. I felt James remove his finger then he just waited for the orgasm to take its course.

“It’s okay Esther, it’s a perfectly normal reaction, no need to be embarrassed. Let me know when you are ready to continue.”

I had a little chuckle to myself,

“Embarrassed no, horny yes.” I thought. Then I said,

“I’m ready.”

James reinserted a finger and I clenched my pussy again.

Somehow I managed to do the second 10 without cumming again, but it was close.

When it was all over James was full of praise for me, telling me that I had done well and asking me if I’d be back the following week. I nearly said,

“Too right I will, I love the things that you do with your hands.”

What I actually said was,

“So do you think that I’ll be able to get my body in peak condition James?”

“Yes I do Esther, repeat ALL of this routine each week, doing a little more each week and we’ll soon have you in peak condition and able to keep up with Dylan’s demands.”

I wasn’t sure what James meant by ‘Dylan’s demands but I let it slide and told James that I would be back the next week. I put my clothes on and headed to the changing rooms to get ready to have a swim wearing the same bikini as the previous week. I took the butt plug out, cleaned it at one of the sinks then put on the bikini, not tying the strings very tightly.

I walked out of the changing room and dived into the pool without seeing anyone looking at me. After a few lengths I checked my bikini whilst still neck deep and adjusted it so that my nipples were just exposed, and that the thong bottoms were pulled to one side so that my slit and clit were also exposed.

Then I got out and walked towards the area that had the sauna. As I walked I noticed that there weren’t many people there at all. From over in the kids area I could hear a few screaming kids but I couldn’t see them.

When I got to the sauna I was pleased to see a towel hanging on the coat hooks by the door into the sauna and when I opened the door the heat hit me. I’d never been in a sauna before but I’d read that they were very hot, and boy was what I had read right.

I looked around and saw only one elderly man in there, sat at the end of one of the benches. He smiled at me and said hello as I went to the other end of the bench and sat on it facing the man with my feet up on the bench and with my knees bent.

“First time in a sauna?” The man asked.

“Yes, wow, it really is hot.”

“It’s to make you sweat and release all the nasty toxins.”

I looked at the man in more detail and saw that he was just wearing swimming shorts. He was also looking at me all the time. It was then that I thought about my bikini. Looking down I saw that my right nipple was still exposed but somehow the yellow fabric had worked its way up and was covering my left nipple. However, the thin fabric was wet and see-through so the man would be able to see my left nipple as well.

Looking down I saw that my bottoms were still to one side of my slit and I could see my clit. Since I got married either my clit hood has shrunk or my clit has grown because it always seems to be sticking out these days.

I ignored my exposure but the man was looking at what I was displaying and it was making me tingle.

That didn’t last more than a few minutes as I got hotter and hotter. I looked down at first my nipples and saw that, for once, they weren’t erect, just soft little bumps. Then I looked at my pussy and saw that, for once, my clit had also shrunk and was starting to disappear.

A few more minutes later and I had had enough. The man saw that I was starting to get overcome and he said,

“Go and jump in the plunge pool, that will cool you down.”

“That’s a good idea, if I stay here much longer I’m going to pass out.”

I swung my feet off the bench, got to my feet and had to quickly grab the door handle. As I walked out the man said,

“Don’t try to go down the ladder, just jump straight in then turn and climb up the ladder.”

I need to cool down so I did what the man had said and VERY quickly thought that I shouldn’t have done that. Moving as fast as I ever had, I climbed out and rushed back into the sauna.

“That was.” I started to say but before I could find the right word the smiling man interrupted saying,

“Exhilarating?”

“That wasn’t the word that I was going to use, but yes, I guess that it was.”

This time when I sat on the bench I only lifted one leg up onto the bench and left the other foot on the floor. As I leant against the wall at the end of the bench I relaxed and said,

“Wow, how come that pool didn’t have a layer of ice on the top? The water must have been below zero.”

“They keep it just above zero so that Ice doesn’t form. Did you know that the Swedish people have lots of saunas and they sit around naked in them then run through the snow and jump into the freezing Fjords.”

“Wow, I don’t know that I could do that.”

“Well you’re nearly doing the first part young lady, my name’s Pete by the way.”

“I’m Esther, what do you mean Pete?”

“Your bikini, it isn’t exactly covering anything, and what it does cover doesn’t hide anything.”

I looked down my front and saw that jumping into the plunge pool had dislodged my bikini top and both my nipples were exposed. What’s more they were as big as I’ve ever seen them and they were starting to throb. Further down, one of my labia and my clit were also uncovered, and like my nipples my clit was as big as I’d ever seen it and it too was starting to throb.

“Oh sorry,” I said, “I hope that I’m not offending you Pete.”

“Not at all Esther, if you want to be like the Swedish people then that’s okay with me. The sauna here is usually quiet on a Tuesday morning and I’m usually here on my own.”

“Really, it wouldn’t upset you if I took my bikini off?”

“Not at all Esther. It will be nice to have a beautiful young woman to look at.”

I quickly decided that I was safe there so I pulled on the strings and was soon naked. I left my feet one on the bench and one on the floor knowing that I was giving Pete a great view of my spread pussy and my engorged clit and nipples that were rapidly raising my arousal level.

Unfortunately, as my arousal level was going up my body temperature also was and at a faster rate. It was only a few more minutes before I was overheating again and I had to get out. The naked me went to the plunge pool and jumped in again.

Jeez, it was cold. Was it really good for a human body to go from being so hot to so cold in a split second. Again I quickly climbed out and almost ran back into the sauna where I saw Pete smiling at me.

“Feel good?” Pete asked.

“Ask me again in a couple of minutes Pete.”

This time I lay on the bench with my feet quite close to Pete but with one of them on the floor. I saw Pete staring at my pussy but I was too cold to even think about what I was showing. Then Pete spoke,

“It’s funny how men’s parts shrivel-up when they get really cold and ladies parts swell up and look to get very hard when they get really cold.”

“I’ve never really noticed that, I’ll have to ask my husband.” I replied.

I hadn’t noticed Dylan’s cock shrivelling-up, but there again I’d never seen him when he was that cold before. As for my nipples and clit, Pete was right, they had swollen to the biggest ever when I’d got out of the plunge pool.

I just lay there thawing out and after a couple of minutes Pete got to his feet and said that he’d reached his limit and was leaving.

After he’d gone I was warm enough to start thinking about my pussy again and my right hand moved to my my pussy and started slowly rubbing. Unfortunately, my body temperature was rising faster than my arousal and I too had to leave. I put my bikini back on and headed to the changing room, not caring what anyone who looked at me could see.

By the time I’d had a shower and got dressed I was feeling almost normal but I could see that my nipples and clit were still quite engorged, and they were still throbbing.

That evening, when we were eating, I told Dylan about my day I told him about James holding his finger in my pussy whilst I did some Kegels and that I’d cum.

“Lucky you, you do realise that he might tell you that doing Kegels with his cock inside you would be better for you. Would that bother you Esther?”

“Would that bother you Dylan?”

“It’s your body Esther, your choices, but if he’d be right, the bigger the object that your pussy is trying to crush the better exercise it would be, within reason that is, I doubt that you could crush a full 2 litre cola bottle.”

“A 2 litre cola bottle! I could never get one of those in my pussy.”

“You probably could if you really wanted to but I don’t know what that would do to your muscles.”

“I think that I’ll stick to cocks, and tongues, and fingers.”

Then I told Dylan about my experience in the sauna and asked him if his cock shrunk when he gets really cold.

“It certainly does Esther, not very manly but that’s the way life is, guys cocks shrink when they get cold and girl’s nipples and clit swell up and get really hard when they get cold. Weird isn’t it? Although guys do love seeing rock hard nipples and clits.”

“So I’ve noticed. Are you going to come to the sauna with me sometime, then I can see your cock when you get out of the plunge pool?”

“Maybe. Are you going to come and watch me play rugby on Sunday?”

“Do you want me to?”

“If the weather isn’t cold you can walk along the touch line flashing your goodies to encourage the team. A few of them will probably still have bad heads after the Stag night and will need some encouragement. TC should be having his Stag do on a Friday night not a Saturday.”

“You should get a plunge pool at the clubhouse Dylan, I would have thought that jumping in one of those would clear their heads.”

“Yeah, it probably would.”

“Okay, I’ll come with you, I can wear just one of my new coats.”

“That’s my girl. If you get cold the guys might let you share the shower afterwards.”

“Is that a promise?”

Some of the equipment for our Games Room had arrived that afternoon and I’d given the delivery driver a pleasant surprise. After eating and clearing-up we went and unpacked it. As we did so I kept imagining it being used on me.

Once unpacked Dylan set about fixing the metal rings to the walls and ceiling whilst I tried on the fake fur lined wrist and ankle restrains, the ball gag, the pink leather collar and the blindfold. When I’d got all those on Dylan lost interest in fixing the rings to the walls and tied me spread eagle on the bed using lengths of the rope that we’d bought.

Then he started using the tawse to sensually tease all of my body. It was a bit of a strange thing to not be able to see what he was doing to me and not be able to verbally communicate with him, but it was certainly turning me on. It soon got to the stage where I needed Dylan to fuck me but I couldn’t tell him. I sensed that he knew but was just teasing me some more to make me even more desperate for him to fuck me.

When Dylan finally released me I told him that I’d had a wonderful experience but that I really needed him to fuck my brains out.

He put the blindfold back on and led me to our bed.

Wednesday

I spent some of the Wednesday doing what I suppose is called self bondage, only I didn’t put myself in a position where I couldn’t free myself. With the wrist and ankle cuffs on I tied my ankles to the corners of the bed and used my massage wand to drive me to a series of amazing orgasms. When I was working on my third one I had the idea of somehow getting the wand to be held on my clit without the need for my hands to do it. I had a couple of ideas but Dylan is more practical than I am so decided to discuss it with him when he got home from work.

Over our evening meal Dylan told me that he was sure that he could rig something up. His first idea was to fix one of the metal rings onto the ceiling directly above my pussy when I was tied to the bed and that the wand could hang from the ring and rest on my pussy. We decided to try that just as soon as we could.

Unfortunately that couldn’t be that evening as Dylan had rugby practice and I had my self defence class.

I again wore just a skirt and top that I knew would give me a few wardrobe malfunctions when Caleb used me as his guinea pig for each new move that we could use to disable our attackers.

Each week there appear to be an increasing number of guys attending the classes, and all of them are of the nerdy type. I’m starting to thinking that there must be a nerds forum, that the guys who come to the classes post stories of a girl who shows her pussy and tits at the self defence classes.

Just before the class ended Caleb told us that during the class the next week there would be a man there recording a video for him to use to promote his classes, and when the class did end Caleb came to me, and only me, and asked if I would be there the next week.

I thought about telling him that I’d been in videos that were ‘out there’ before, but I had second thoughts and just told him that I would definitely be there.

Thursday

The highlight of that Thursday was the naked yoga in Amber’s class. She again gave me that knowing look when she asked me how my personal training as going.

On the way there I’d talked to Lucy about the upcoming Hen night, telling Lucy that I’d never been on a Hen night before and didn’t know what to wear.

“Oh yes,” Lucy replied, “you didn’t have a proper Hen do did you Esther?”

“No, just a couple of my mother’s friends coming round. drinking tea and talking about their husbands and the church,”

“You poor thing, never mind, that’s history, you can make up for it on Saturday. Maybe Daisy won’t mind having a shared Hen night with you.”

“But I got married a nearly 2 months ago.”

“So what, we can still celebrate it.”

I was a bit nervous but I didn’t say anything and we had a good yoga session. When I got home Dylan had been busy in our Games Room and I saw a metal ring hanging from the ceiling above the middle of the bed. I smiled at him, thanked him and told him that I was looking forward to our next session in that room, but right then I needed him in our bed.