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Category: Erotica/BDSM Erotica
Description: Alicia, a bartender near the University of Minnesota, never dreamed that her life would be turned upside down when she accepted an invitation to dinner from Tony Jablinksi. She knew he was married and rich. What could go wrong? Soon, she did learn that Tony and his wife Collette were into the alternative lifestyle of bondage. Tony and Collette enjoyed teaching Alicia about her new life of submission in no uncertain terms. They had a goal in mind and a future planned for her that was far different than anything she could have imagined, one tht shocked her to the very core of her being, But one which turned her on as well, because she discovered that rather than hating bondage, she responded to it and was prepared to submit.
eBook Publisher: Renaissance E Books/Sizzler,
eBookwise Release Date: April 2012

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [218 KB]
Words: 50603
Reading time: 144-202 min.

Chapter 1

He smiled when she approached him after he sat down on the barstool. He was a regular if regular meant stopping by for a drink two or three times a week.

"The usual, Tony?"

"Yeah. Make it a double."

"Okay."

He admired her cute, tight and small ass as she walked away. "Damn," he muttered. He thought Alicia was a fantastic piece of eye candy.

"Thanks," he said when she set his double shot of Irish whiskey in front of him. "It's busy tonight."

"Well, midterms are over and the kids are celebrating."

"That explains it. I think I'd like a beer chaser when you get the time."

"Okay. I'll keep your tab open."

"That'll work." He glanced at her perky breasts when she turned and gave him a side view. He liked how they were proportioned to her slim body. He smiled as he watched her ass once again as she walked away. He looked around the crowded bar in Dinky Town. He recalled his days at the University of Minnesota. What was it now? Fifteen years ago? He remembered well the post-midterm celebrations along with the hangovers and waking up with a strange female student after having some meaningless sex. "Ah, those were the days," he muttered. He drained off half of his whiskey.

"Here you are," Alicia said after setting down a tall cold draft in front of him.

"Thanks. Making a lot of money tonight?"

"I'm doing okay."

"Good for you." Over the months since Alicia started working here, he had gradually learned more and more about her. He knew she was on her own after leaving a dysfunctional family in Ohio. He knew she had hopes of going to college when she could afford it. "How's the educational fund doing?"

"It's doing okay. Maybe I can take a class in the fall."

"I hope you can." He sipped his beer. He liked her bubbly personality and her sparking, mischievous blue eyes. He had no doubts that she was making good tips.

"So do I. I need to make some money," she said and walked away.

"Okay," he called after her. Again, he appreciated the view. He drank down the rest of his whiskey. He enjoyed the relaxing sensation of the alcohol. He turned in his stool. His eyes roamed across the crowd of celebratory college students. Part of him still wanted to be in college. Turning back to the bar, he decided to nurse his beer.

Alicia checked with him twenty minutes later. "Another beer?"

"Yeah, one more than I've got to get home."

"Okay. I'll be right back."

"Working all weekend?" he asked when she returned.

"Yeah. I work Friday and Saturday night. But I'm off Sunday and Monday."

"Got anything special planned for your days off?"

"Not really. With my hours, I don't have much of a social life."

"I'd think you'd be fighting the boys off with a stick."

"Tony, I get hit on a lot. But I'm not interested in one-night stands. You have fun but you wake up kicking your ass and wondering what the hell was the point. Somehow the handsome boy you went home with doesn't look so hot in the morning."

He laughed. "Too bad, you don't have family nearby."

"I don't think so. My dad drank a lot and was abusive at times. He was so busy with my brothers that he didn't have much use for me. My mom was a prima donna, who thought the world revolved around her tight ass. She only saw me as competition. My brothers were hotshot jocks. I'm glad I got the hell out of Ohio. I don't even think they know where I am."

"I'm sorry, Alicia."

"Don't be. Getting out of the house was the best thing I ever did. Sorry, I didn't mean to dump."

"No problem on my part." He sipped his beer.

"How about you? Got plans?"

"I do. My wife Collette wants me to bar-b-cue some ribs on Sunday." He looked at her. "Why don't you join us? We got more than enough to go around."

"I don't want to be a bother."

"You won't be. Collette would like some company. I'll even buy you a drink."

She laughed. "I should get some things done around the apartment."

"It'll wait, Alicia. I have the indoor pool heated to eighty. I'm sure you would enjoy a swim."

"You've got an indoor pool?"

"Yeah. It was extravagance when I built the house. However, I was a competitive swimmer in college. So I treated myself." He thought she was weakening. "I've also go a whirlpool and a sauna."

"Now, you're tempting me."

"Good. I think you will like my wife and I know you'll love my ribs."

"Well, I don't get out much."

"Why don't I pick you up at two? You can swim and enjoy the whirlpool and sauna before you sink your teeth into the best ribs in town."

She considered that she had kind of got to know him since coming to town. She knew he was a good tipper and never said anything out of line. In fact, he was rather quiet and seeming just enjoyed some quiet time before going home. "Okay."

"Great. I can pick you up at two," he offered.

"Okay." She grabbed a napkin. "This is my address and phone number."

He smiled and put the napkin in his shirt pocket. "I need to pay my tab."

"Okay." She left and came back a few minutes later with his tab. "No hurry." She left to fill a new drink order.

As usually, he paid cash and left a twenty percent tip. "See you on Sunday," he said as he stood up.

She looked up from making two Sex on the Beaches. "Okay. Thanks again for the invite."

"You're welcome." He waved and left.