Free Shiraz by Gisell DeJesus

natural reaction. I looked down at my phone, still
lit from the notification. I chewed on the inside of my right
cheek, in a questionable expression.
    “ Not for long. About to
rinse off and get ready for work.”
    I found myself once again removing a
corset while Ryan watched, albeit from a distance this time. Steam
began to pool from the shower head and fog the mirror. I let my
clothes pile up along side of the bath mat, and just as I was about
to pull back the curtain, I had another message. I scooped up the
phone with hungry anticipation.
    “ Show me once you get
clean.”
    Now I see why he wanted my
number. I stepped under the shower head, “fuck,” I yelled aloud
since I was getting horny all over again. Ryan had the appetite of
a bear readying for hibernation, and I was his fish. While I washed
away the layers of sweat that had caked onto my skin overnight, I
thought of how magical last night was. Out of the several years
I’ve been with Brandon no night has ever amounted to last night. I remembered his
tongue tracing laps across my body and finding every sensitive spot
with what seemed like zero effort. The way his cock fired out a
salvo of orgasms twice in just a few hours made my mouth water. He
had used me in every last way I craved, and just when I thought I
had enough, he found a way to make me crave more.
    I shampooed and conditioned my hair,
wanting to make the photo he requested as hot as possible. I shut
off the water, letting the hot water coat my body before I toweled
off. I emerged from the tub in a haze of steam. I accessed the
camera on my phone and held it out far enough to capture the entire
length of my naked body, still dripping with an invitation for him
to feast on it. I took several, wanting to be sure he got the best.
 
    After shuffling thru I chose the one I
was most satisfied with it, putting it inside a message that read
“You’ll need to dirty me up again,” and hit the send
button.
    I brushed and rinsed my teeth just
before throwing on a new set of scrubs wishing I could wear a pink
pair instead of the everyday blue. I hoped Antonio had gotten home
okay, plus I felt a little guilty that I had not checked on him,
but considering how hammered he was, Alexa probably babysat him for
the entire duration of the night.  
    The phone shook again with a
notification.
    “ Very good. Do not wear
any underwear to work today. That is not a suggestion.”
    I gawked at the message. He was
already issuing commands not even an hour after I had left. I was
getting off on it already. I removed my undergarments leaving only
my scrubs to cover my body, which was once again approaching a
feverish state. What else was he going to order me to
do?
    I responded, “Yes, sir. Is there
anything else you want me to do?”
    I set the phone in my pocket, making
sure the vibration function was at it’s highest level. I found my
work shoes under the bed, so after putting them on I began
performing my usual routine of making sure everything was squared
away before I left. I made a mental note to buy more cat litter in
the near future before it became a critical issue for everyone
involved.
    I jolted as my left hip was nearly
electrocuted by the vibration of my phone. I read the
message.
    “ You’ll find out very
soon.”
    This was going to be an interesting
day at work.
    I made it to work with more than ten
minutes to spare. I suppose I had been overcompensating for my
enjoyment last night, wanting to be certain I wasn’t obviously
recovering from getting ravaged just before coming into work.
Entering the unit, I quickly spotted Antonio, who looked like he
had also been through one hell of a night. His normally bright eyes
were subdued and bloodshot, the end result of an old friend
visiting from out of the country. He was caressing the middle of
his forehead as I strolled up to him rubbing a sympathetic warm
hello on his forearm.
    “ Long night,
Antonio?”
    “ Mindy, oh my god you
don’t even know the half