Eddie lay on his back, completely stunned.  Aside from the carnage of the bed sheets, Sara’s bedroom was a study in simplicity.  The bed was a sturdy four post affair; firm and plush.  The mattress was clearly the most expensive furniture in the room.  Sara had explained that sleep was the most important thing she did at the apartment and an expensive bed was worth the price.  Eddie didn’t care.  He had just had the best sex of his life.  It could have been on a wood floor and on nails.

Eddie had come on this date expecting to teach the innocent chick a few of the new moves he had picked up from porn and his growing collection of Barnes and Nobel, how to please a woman, books.  He should have saved the money.  She knew exactly what she wanted in bed, and how to get it.  

As the light filled the room, he found something sexy in the way the bed covers crumpled to the floor in a tangled mess.  Eddie lounged under the tangle.  Sara stood in the bathroom door wearing the tattered remains of her panties and running a brush through her hair like this wasn’t all that unique a moment in her week.

Eddie didn’t want to seem out of his league and said, “That was interesting.”

Sara flipped her brush to her other hand and continued grooming, “It was a start.  If you want interesting you have to come into the closet.”

Eddie smiled, “You mean "out of the closet"?”

Eddie heard her test the waters when she said, “That’s ok, too.  But how do you feel about additional partners?”

Eddie contemplated her smoldering sexuality.  This could be an interesting turning point.  He took a drink from a beer on the bed side table and said, “You mean sharing?”

“Well, yes, and more” she replied.

This surprise stirred his body even after the long night, “With a couple?”, he asked.

Sara back pedaled, “Is this too much for you?” She turned full front to him and waited with a bounce of her breasts and a leer.

Eddie couldn’t hide his confusion and fell back on his Cosmo reading of how to please a woman, “Do you have a preference?”  The look on her fact told him that Cosmo was a very bad place to learn how to handle women.

Sara stepped to him and loomed as her voice hardened, “I asked for your preference.  If you don’t tell me I will never give you the chance to express a choice again.  You don’t want that do you?”

Eddie felt the moment becoming overly charged and dangerous to his plans to continue to bag this hot library babe.  His pessimist side spoke in his head, “Oh hell” flashed across his face; it was great for the night it lasted.  He began to mentally file new conquests from his computer search in his head.  The optimist in him took over and as causally as he could, he said, “Ok.  I think you want me to share you with another man.”

Sara closely watched him in his torment.  It was like she could smell the desperation on him and it made her smell victory.  She rewarded him with a luscious smile, “You have no idea what I really want yet.  Do you mind using others?”

Eddie was quick to respond, “Sure, I’d do that for you.”

Sara took over and gave him a slight correction to keep him on the right path and firm up her control.  Sometimes, men were so easy.  She whispered in his ear, “We do things for us; because it works for both you and me.  We share goals and needs.  We don’t cheat each other or cheat on each other.  Everything is open and agreed to.  You get what you want, and I get what I need.  Are you up for it, Baby?

She could instantly see that Eddie was.  His pupils widened when she had said the word others.  Of course, she thought, like almost all men he wanted to be fucked and with no guilt.  She was offering what he wanted; other women, couples every kink he could ask for.  His eyes agreed before he could speak.  Immediately after his eyes said yes, the tent in the covers foretold his positive response.  He smiled back, “For you I would … try things.”

Sara stepped fully into the room and ripped the rest of her panties off.  She stood naked and stared at him challengingly, wantonly and breathing heavy with passion.  She shimmied for effect and said, “Now, Baby, about coming into the closet.”  She turned to a closed door and opened it.  Behind the door were thousands of dollars of bondage toys and outfits all carefully arranged.  The three walls of the closet were filled with peg boards; carefully organized into whips and floggers of different size and color.  She had ropes, ties, and hand cuffs that were obviously well used.  Paddles hung from other hooks, almost swaying with potential force.  On the back wall, outfits, some obvious and expected, rested in line with ones that normal people could never fathom.  Other tantalizing tools lined shelves.  This wasn’t a simple hobby.  This woman was fucking serious.  A smile broke across Eddie’s face, and he said, “Wow, that, looks….expensive.”

Sara moved toward him like a predator, “I never said I didn’t have money.”

Eddie’s reply was smothered with her lips, “And I thought you sorta loved me for the insurance money.”

Sara pushed Eddie back on the bed and mounted him.  She reached down, grabbed his shaft and pushed him inside her.  She adjusted her position and held perfectly still, for a scant second and then and slammed her body down hard, “Assumptions will just kill you.”

Eddie groaned with pleasure for a few moments then pointed at the closet with hope and fear in his eyes, “Are those for use on me or on you?”

Sara bounced wetly up and down and between breaths said, “Yes.”
Eddie looked intrigued, startled., and then pleased.  He could barely speak, “Everybody needs a hobby.”

She was getting close to having it all and that thrilled her entire body and soul, “How far do you want to go?”  She raised herself until he was just barely inside her.  She circled her hips twice and then slowly sank onto him.

Eddie clearly lost his ability to think and said, “What ever turns you on, Baby.”

Even at her most controlling and teaching Sara couldn’t blame Eddie for missing the cue, she pounded down on him harder and felt the early signs of orgasm as she hissed, “No, Baby, whatever turns us on.”

Eddie threw himself into her, “Turn me, Baby.”

Before either of them crashed over the orgasm falls, Sara leapt off Eddie and dashed to the closet with a playfully evil taunting glance.  She grabbed a whip and threw it to Eddie.  He caught it with a look that asked just who was going to whip who?  She smothered his body with hers and almost magically, he was inside her again and they both came together.