“You like nipple play?” Leigh asked.
“Yes, but the thought of a nipple clamp seems painful.”
“I’d say it’s more intense than painful. It heightens the sensitivity. Of course you have to start off slow and build up your tolerance, the same as with anything else. It really goes hand in hand with bondage play.”
Sutton nodded as she moved her attention over to the bondage tools. What would it be like to have your hands bound while the rest of your body was exposed to your lover? The picture on the cover of a book intrigued her. A rope looped above and below the breasts, as if to make them the star of the show. Her pussy throbbed as she imagined herself in the position, her arms tied behind her back, a rope looped around her to present her breasts to Sidney. The thought of his warm mouth attached to her swollen nipple cemented just how attracted to the man she was. Whatever it was that existed between them needed to be explored, even if it turned out to be a fluke. God, do I hope it wasn’t a fluke.
Chapter Four
Sidney glanced down at the woman beside him and smiled. Things were going even better than he’d anticipated. They’d all gotten together to attend the Food and Wine Festival. The atmosphere was relaxed, and now that the sun had set, slightly romantic.
“Are you ready to do some wine tasting?” Leigh asked.
“Sure, but I’ve never been much of a wine person,” Sutton said.
“In that case, maybe it’ll be better if we split up,” Sidney said. He was beyond ready to have some alone time. “I know Leigh and James prefer rich red wines, and we should start you off on something lighter, perhaps a dessert wine?”
“Sounds like a good idea to me,” James said with a nod. “We can text each other when we’re done, and we’ll meet back up at the main food tent.”
“Does that work for you, Sutton?” Sidney asked.
“Yes, that sounds wonderful. I think a sweet blend would be much more enjoyable than red. The ones I’ve tasted have always been much too overwhelming.”
“Then we’ll be on our way.” Sidney held out his arm, pleased when she took it and followed his lead.
“Are you enjoying your first Food and Wine festival?” he asked.
“Yes, it’s been a lot of fun. I would’ve never gone if you guys hadn’t suggested it, so thank you for that.”
“You’re very welcome. It’s a lot more fun with you here, so I don’t feel like a gooseberry.”
“A what?” she asked.
“A third wheel.”
“You Brits and your slang.”
He chuckled as they made a bee-line for the white tent labeled dessert wines. “It looks like they have food pairings here.”
“Is that different from the normal tastings?” she asked.
“Well, sometimes you can use the aromatherapy approach where you smell a certain scent before you sample the wine to help you recognize the similar flavors. With the food sampling, it’s the same concept, but a lot more fun in my opinion, at least with a dessert wine.”
“Why?”
“Because the best pairings to use are fruits and pastries.”
“Ohh, that does sound yummy.”
They walked the tent as he looked over the wine selection. He paused at the display of cheesecake and strawberries paired with a bottle of Golden Rose.
“This one will be the perfect starter for you,” he said. He led her over to the table, picked up a few strawberries, and placed them in front of her on a white paper plate.#p#分页标题#e#
“Since you’ve never done a wine tasting before, I’m going to act as your guide.” He poured one fourth of a cup of wine into a glass and stepped up behind her. “Your job is to relax, and enjoy the experience.”
Sidney wrapped his arms around her from behind. Her body was warm, and the shiver that ran through her as she relaxed into him made his penis stiffen. He fought down the urge to grind his hips against her. He thought of cold showers and annoying students. Sutton’s curves were lush as they rested against him, and he was pleased to find she had something to hold on to despite her short stature. He’d never bought into the whole thin craze that seemed to have swept across America. Sidney sensed the slow and steady approach was the way to go with Sutton. He presented the wine glass in front of her. “First we’ll swirl the wine gently and sniff.” He lifted the glass up to her nose. “What do you smell?”
“Something … fruity?”
“Very good, now for a taste.” He held the wine glass up to her lips, watching over her shoulders as she parted her pouty pink lips without hesitation. She had no idea how much she turned him on, simply by trusting him and following his directions. Images of her lips wrapped around his cock as she knelt on the floor in front of him made him clear his throat. Damn, I’m turning into a randy teenager. “Now swallow. What did you notice about the wine?”