The following morning I awoke to find Lucy already showered and downstairs eating breakfast, as I walked into the kitchen I noticed that she was dressed in clothes I hadn't seen her wear for a while with a tight pair leggings which clearly showed that she wasn't diapered. We hugged and said good morning and Lucy smiled but she quickly finished up eating and told me she had to go out to run errands, I tried to ask if she was OK but she brushed it off and headed for the door. As her car pulled down the drive a sudden feeling of worry and guilt washed over me, I wondered if last night had been a step too far.
Over the next few days things were good and Lucy came back into herself a little but I had noticed that she wasn't messaging Angela as much as before and every time I tried to approach the subject she did her best to deflect. As we lay in bed that night I went to make a move but she batted me away and said she wasn't in the mood which was completely out of character and by this stage after days of avoiding the subject of punishments and in fact sex altogether I wondered if this was the end.
The next day I woke early and told Lucy I had to nip to the mall for a few things, she was acting like the old Lucy but without the sass and the hyper sex drive so I was a little lost as to what to do next. I left the house and 5 minutes down the road I realised I had left my wallet back at the house so I turned around and drove back and as I entered the house I could hear a familiar hum coming from upstairs. I crept up the stairs and to the bedroom, I was hurt that Lucy would wait for me to leave to get herself off after rejecting me the night before and wanted to just burst through the door but didn't and instead decided to look through the crack. My eyes first came to rest on Lucy lay on the bed naked with the wand pressed firmly against her in mid flow then I caught the TV and my stomach rolled, Lucy was getting off on the video I had sent to Auntie Angela and was just at the part where I soaped her mouth. I must have swayed as I caught the door which in turn caused a very startled Lucy to drop the wand and rocket up into a sitting position, there was nothing for it I walked into the room and looked at Lucy then at the TV. The look on her face was a mixture of shock and embarrassment and I could see her eyes filling, with no though I said the first thing that came to my head
"Do you need a hand there"
I knew right away it was the worst thing and Lucy burst into tears the emotion too much.
I walked over to the bed and put my arms around Lucy and told her it was OK and that I didn't mean to startle or upset her, through her tears she apologised and hugged me tighter. After a few minutes I realised the wand was still buzzing so turned it off and Lucy began to speak
"I'm sorry I have been a little distant the past few days, I have a lot of mixed emotions about the other night and I don't know what to do with them" I tried to talk but she told me just to listen
"I'm embarrassed about it, not because of what we did but because I enjoyed it, a lot. I'm also confused because Angela (I let that one slip considering the circumstances) was my friend and now I don't know if she is, I'm also confused about our dynamic, I love what we have been doing and really enjoy the thrill but I don't want there to be three people in this relationship"
I could suddenly see why she had been so distant. I tried to ease her worries
"O Lucy you have been silly letting this build up, our dynamics haven't changed and we will still do what we want to do and that will be between you and me for as long as you want. Angela is a woman that understands your desires and I'm really glad that you have confided in her but we have no boundaries with her yet so that's something we need to work on. Angela is certainly not part of our relationship and I think all three of us need a chat about that, you should see Angela as a bolt on to our games, someone who can steer us and give us ideas"
Lucy looked at me for the first time in days with happiness in her eyes.
"Let's have a chat about boundaries and you can tell me what you are comfortable with" with that Lucy hugged me.
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Lucy's Journey
RomanceLucy was 24 and although she was 5ft8 with long brown hair, green eyes and a figure to die for I was told that she had always struggled to keep hold of a man for more than a couple of months. I discovered that Lucy had many kinks and although on the...
