16. Applebee’s Bar

The Roll of the Dice

Cindy was waiting for him at the bar. She was in a short red sundress that rippled gently in the breeze when she stood below the single fan that was above the stool she had selected at the empty bar. The dress was buttoned up in the front, and Cindy had unbuttoned all the buttons down to her navel. The thin red material gently covered her breasts as long as Cindy sat up straight. She knew when she leaned forward that anyone on the side of her had a good view of her breasts. She casually opened the dress and looked down at her nipples erect from the cool breeze of the fan above her head and her excitement about what her red dress would do to Gene. She resisted touching herself, amazed at how much her new perversion kept her turned on.

She realized she could no longer call it just Gene’s perversion. She loved what she could do to Gene since she had put the cage on him. Her power over him was real. It was so easy to get him so turned on that he could not function. She looked forward to the escalating loss of control he would experience sitting next to her as she selectively flashed parts of her body at him and sat in less than lady-like poses in front of him. What she found inconvenient was how very turned-on this game got her. She was sucking through a small straw from a drink that was colored orange and red and was mostly gone when Gene arrived. He gave her a quick peck on her lips.

“What's up?” she asked.

“Nothing, really.”

“Ok, let's spill it. I have been imagining all day what you want to tell me.”

Gene blurted out, "I kissed June."

The comment did not seem to register with Cindy. “who is June?” she asked.

“I go to lunch with her; we watch birds together.”

“Where?”

“In the park, two blocks from my work.”

“Today?”

“No, for a while.”

“A week, what? You are not making sense.”

“We have been watching birds together for about three months?”

“And kissing?”

Gene tried to focus harder on what he was saying, annoyed he could not ignore how tight the cage had gotten sitting by Cindy. “No, I mean, yes, we've been watching birds together for three months. But we only kissed today, and oh yeah, and on Monday.”

“Why haven't you ever told me about her?”

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