Chapter Twenty-three
Maya yawned as she stood in the master bathroom of her house in San Marcos. She and Boone had only gotten four hours of sleep the night before, after arriving back home. Boone had held her in the back seat and let her nap as promised while Richard and Kendall did the driving.
She was placing the rest of her cosmetics and toiletries in a case when she heard Boone call out to Kendall and Richard. There was something about his conspiratorial tone and his location that had her peering around the doorframe and listening to them as they talked quietly. They were in the room she kept all her toys in, packing it up because she didn’t want the movers touching such personal items. She heard a slight, telltale crackle that brought a smile to her face. They’d found it.
ZZzzz! “Shit! Fucker! Warn me first!”
She had to put her hand to her lips to stifle her laughter.
Boone murmured, “I put it on the low setting, you big pussy.”
“Fuck you. You try it,” Kendall retorted, and she promptly heard another short ZZzap!
Before they could break her expensive violet wand or kill any desire to play seriously with her precious toy, she strode down the hall and into the room.
Boone had confessed the previous evening at The Dancing Pony that he’d never handled one before, so she figured none of them knew how pleasurable an experience it could be.
Smiling, she held out her hand for the wand. Kendall switched it off looking like he was afraid she was mad at him.
“Unbutton your shirts and untuck them.”
Boone’s eyes flared, but he complied immediately and the other two followed, looking like they didn’t want to miss out on whatever Boone was going to get to experience. It made her feel good that they trusted her.
She flipped the power switch and adjusted the setting as the glass electrode lit up with a pale violet fluorescent glow. “This is a violet wand. If you like the pain of a mild shock that’s how you would use it, merely touching it to body parts you wanted to feel the charge. That’s not why I have one. It induces very pleasurable sensations when applied using different indirect techniques. Morgan never used this to shock me and I don’t want you to either. I’m not going to do that to you because I’m not a sadist. I’m just going to show you what else it can do.”
She turned it off and wrapped her left hand around the clear glass tube. Then she flipped the power switch and released the handle, turning to her men.
“If you have metal snaps on your shirt you might want to slip out of it. Don’t want you to have any surprises.” Richard slipped his shirt off and stood still for her with the others. His trust was a wonderful thing.
Because Boone was the kinkiest of the three, she approached him first. He watched her hand as she reached with palm out and made gentle, full contact with his chest. He reacted slightly to the small zap he received, but he was completely attentive as she slid her hand in a solid stroke over his thickly muscled pectorals. She maintained constant contact with all fingers and her palm as she stroked him.
“How does it feel?” she asked as she smiled up at him. She could already read the answer in his eyes. She’d be willing to bet he also sported an instant erection from the sensation.
“It feels like your touch is alive, vibrating under my skin. I feel it traveling all over my body, in my hair, in my muscles, even in my cock and my ass.”
Maya nodded, knowing the sensation well. “Lots of nerve endings there.” She stroked her fingers up into the hair at the nape of his neck and felt him shudder with pleasure.
Kendall and Boone looked like they wanted their turn, too, and Maya wondered if they had time for what was probably going to result from this little experiment. It was important to her they were all on the same page regarding the way she liked to play, and now was as good a time as any to find out.
She stroked her hand over Boone’s shoulder and down his arm in a long, slow glide until she lost contact at his fingertips with a light crackle and zing. A delightful shiver shot up her spine at the transition, but also from the look in Boone’s eyes.
Boone said, “Now I understand the attraction for a toy like that. I’d only ever seen one used as a device to torment and tease.”
Maya nodded and smiled. “It has other uses. Morgan would have me strip and lie down on my padded bench and stroke me all over with the different attachments. Sometimes I would hold the electrode and he could stroke me hands free. When he was done I would feel like I’d had a massage, just from a light, full-handed stroke all over.”
“All over?” Richard asked, looking a little concerned.
Maya nodded, knowing he’d be the one concerned about that. She pointed at the differently-shaped, pretty glass tubes in the padded case.