Subtle, part 3

David was up and dressed by 5am. Kerri’s office keys were in his pocket. So were the duplicates Tim had made yesterday. He drove to within a block of Kerri’s office building and then walked to the loading dock entrance. He checked to make sure that there was no one near and then entered the building. Tim had scouted the security cameras the day before and David knew which areas to avoid. Granted, the black clothing and face mask he wore wouldn’t show much if he did get caught on camera. David got to the main security feed on the opposite side of the loading dock and in a few minutes had it running on a feedback loop. It wouldn’t matter where he went now. Taking the freight elevator, he was on Kerri’s floor in minutes.

Stepping out of the elevator, it was quiet. David opened the door to the office quickly. Disabling the alarm system, he went to work. At each computer terminal, he booted up the computers. Then he deleted any personal files. After that, he double checked and shut down the computers. Then he went into Derrick’s office. David accessed the computer, copied all personal files and then added a few new ones. By the time he left, the computer had a virus set to go off when the email program was started. Plus, the personal folder had 16 gigs of porn. All of it hard core BDSM stuff.

“Hope you enjoy this you bastard,” David said quietly. Then he shut down the computer and left the office. He reset the security cameras and then exited the building the same way he entered. David walked to his car and drove to the local bakery that was just opening. He picked up pastries for Kerri and himself and headed home.

David had the coffee made and was just pouring a cup when Kerri walked into the kitchen half asleep. David pointed to a chair and set her cup down in front of her.

Kerri blinked, picked up her cup and took a sip. While she drank her coffee, David opened the box of doughnuts and put two chocolate frosted ones on a plate and handed it to her.

“Thank you David. When did you get up?” she asked.

“Oh, a bit ago. I thought you might like a treat,” he said. The clock read 8:35am. He was very glad that she slept heavily after sex.

Kerri munched on the doughnuts and sipped her coffee trying to wake up. David could see that she was trying to wrap her brain around something.

“David,” she started, “Where did you learn to do what we did last night in bed? And where did you get those… those toys?”

“Ah, I’ve been talking to James and Dirk,” he said. “Some of the ‘toys’ as you call them, I borrowed. Others, I bought. I figured that some things should be new and not used.”

“Um, yeah. I agree, but what made you decide to try out things like that in the first place?” she asked. “Isn’t our sex life okay?”

“Yes, it is, but sometimes change is a nice thing. I’ve been thinking about this for awhile and thought that with all the stress and frustrations, that it would be a good change. You did enjoy yourself didn’t you?” he asked in a tone that made it sound like he was unsure about what had gone on the night before.

“Okay, I can see that. Last night? Um… well, I was rather surprised with the vibrators, but enjoyed them. What were those things on my nipples that pinched?” she asked.

“Nipple clamps,” David said.

“Those were a little unexpected, and they hurt, but to be honest, I’m not sure when they stopped hurting because I was so turned on. I’m not sure if I’d want those again,” Kerri said.

“Okay. If you don’t mind, I’d like to play with them again and see what you think,” he said. “Not that you’d admit in a thousand years that just a little bit of pain turned you on,” he thought.

“And you got all the ideas by talking to James and Dirk?” she asked again trying to figure things out.

“Yes. You know that Dirk works at the Rosy Thorn BDSM club, right?” he asked.

“Well, yes. Do they play that way with their wives?” Kerri asked realizing she was totally clueless.

“James and Sally started playing that way about six months ago. She was totally stressed out at work and he got tired of it. She wouldn’t listen, so he took over. She has to be dominant in her job, but playing subbie to James in the bedroom allows her to relax and get rid of the stresses of the day,” he said.

“Sort of like what you did with me last night?” she asked.

“Exactly. Although, from what I understand, I was much gentler than James was. He spanked her because she wouldn’t listen. As for Dirk…” was as far as he got.

“He spanked her?” asked Kerri in total disbelief.

“Yes. You have to understand that many of the punishments like spanking actually turn people on. For others, it allows them to relax because there is no other option. It can be very erotic from what I’m told,” he said.

“I’m not sure I could ever get horny from being spanked,” said Kerri.

“Well, one never knows. As I’ve researched, many people actually become addicted to pain because of the endorphins it releases. Addicted to the point where they can’t have sex without it,” he said in a matter of fact tone.

“Eww. So, James and Sally do this. What about Dirk and his wife?” she asked.

“Dirk doesn’t have a wife. He has a subbie. Her name is Liz,” said David.

“What?” said Kerri.

“Dirk is a Dom. A Top. He likes to be the one caring for the other person by providing what they need. Liz on the other hand is what Dirk calls a pain slut. She was raped and in a manner of speaking, had her sexual preferences reset by that event. While she tried to go back to what Dirk calls a vanilla lifestyle, it didn’t work. So, she started investigating the BDSM lifestyle. Dirk was aware of her situation and she asked him if he would be her Dom. He agreed and they now enjoy a D/s or Dom/Sub relationship,” explained David.

“That is just so weird,” said Kerri.

“Maybe, from your perspective. You and I have a vanilla sex life, with the exception of last night,” he said. “For others, being spanked, whipped, pinched and sexually excited by pain is normal and vanilla sex is weird.”

Kerri got another cup of coffee while she tried to wrap her brain around all of this. “In some ways this is way too early in the morning for this kind of conversation,” she said.

“Maybe. Maybe not. The point is, that in each relationship, there is give and take. You give to your partner what they need, whether that is a blow job, anal sex, mellow massage, humiliation, submission, spankings, or other kinds of pain,” David said. He grabbed another doughnut and ate while Kerri thought about what he said.

“You know, this is something that I never thought about. We’ve been married six years and last night was the first time we haven’t had vanilla sex as you call it,” Kerri said.

“Does that bother you?” he asked.

“No, but I’m not sure what I think of it,” Kerri said. “Do you think Sally’d talk to me if I called and asked a few questions?”

“Sure. I can give you her number,” he said.

“Okay. Now, what’s on the agenda for today?” Kerri asked.

“Well, you don’t go to work, so why don’t you straighten up your workspace here and just relax. I have to go out tonight, so we need to eat early,” he said.

“Sounds good. I’m going to take a shower,” she said and headed off to the bathroom.

 

David fired up his computer and started working through the email and other stuff on what he called his ‘morning commute’. The last thing on his daily routine was an email to Tim and one to Miller saying that he’d see him tonight. He watched Kerri for a few minutes as she tried to figure out what to do with her day. At first she flitted around like a moth. Then she settled down to a series of tasks. When she got to that point, David went back to work.

David then checked his workload for the paper and started on an article about the military’s roll in Afghanistan. He wrote it from an informed standpoint and made several pointed suggestions. After spell checking it and annotating his data, he sent it off.

The chime on David’s email client sounded. He checked it. One from Tim saying that everything was in motion, two spam emails and a note from Miller. Miller said that there were two clients for him tonight. David smiled.

“Kerri, I’m going to the post office. Need anything?” he asked.

“Nope!” she called from the dining room table she had set up as an office. “See you when you get back.”

“All right. Bye!” he called and headed for the door. Twenty minutes later, he was downtown across from Kerri’s building. He could see the office with the binoculars. Reaching for his cell phone, he dialed the office number. A woman answered.

“May I speak to Derrick please?” he asked. “This is Michael Tindal, from accounting.” He waited a moment. “Yes, Hello Derrick. I’m calling about some hours that were misreported. Yes. 135 hours last month. No, it doesn’t show who, just your office code. Yes, fine. Go ahead and put in your documentation and we’ll make sure you receive your compensation,” he said. “Goodbye.” David ended the call and then dialed another number. “The hook has been baited,” he said to the voice on the end of the phone and hung up.

David started the car and moved into traffic. If all went well, by the end of the day, Kerri’s ex-boss will have claimed Kerri’s documented hours and receive a check on Friday. Once that happens, David had another call to make. “Dominating bastard is just a subbie with a hard-on,” he thought. David drove home.

Kerri had just finished putting the dishes in the dishwasher when David walked in to kiss her goodbye. He was dressed in what she thought of as consulting clothes. A suit and tie. He had his big briefcase in hand.

“Already to go?” she asked.

“Yes, I’ll be home around midnight. You don’t need to wait up for me if you get tired,” he said. “This is going to be a long evening.”

“We’ll see. Maybe you can wake me up in a nice way,” she said with a wink.

It was David’s turn to smile. “Who knows, maybe I will,” he replied. He kissed her and headed out the door. Forty minutes later, he pulled up to his parking space near the loading dock doors. David grabbed his briefcase and headed into the building.

 

David got home late. He headed straight for the shower. By the time he got cleaned up, it was nearly 2am. He slid into bed next to Kerri and after wrapping himself around her, he fell asleep.

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