Accidental Voyeur by Jennifer Kacey Page A

kind where
the participants could actually video chat if they wanted to but all he had up
was the chat function. The last message had come from the woman he spoke with.
    I’m not certain. What will your wife think if I meet you
at The Library and agree to being beneath your flogger and then beneath you?
    Yes, they were married but their relationship was a bit
different than a lot out there.
    They weren’t poly per se because they didn’t love outside
their relationship. But they fucked other people, individually and together. It
was almost always better together but sometimes they needed time to play with
someone else or several someone elses.
    Around a year ago they decided they liked the term non-monogamous .
    It definitely seemed to fit.
    They were equal, everywhere but in the bedroom or shower or
office when the mood struck him.
    Then he owned her and he knew it.
    “Who are you talking to?”
    “Kellee. We met her at The Library a few weekends ago.”
    The Library was a private BDSM sex club owned by the Kennedy
twins and their submissive Cyn. A safe place for people like them to go to
explore all of the deliciously depraved things they wanted to indulge in.
    Quite a few other like-minded individuals, couples and
multi-partnered groups frequented the club as well.
    “The name doesn’t ring any bells.”
    He reached around her, moving the mouse. After he clicked on
a picture icon, the thumbnail morphed into a full-size head shot.
    “Pretty smile, mid-length brown hair. She’s bright and sexy
as fuck. Very cute, younger by a few years—innocent.”
    The kind of little lamb she liked to corrupt, and Davis had
definitely snagged Kellee’s interest. The fact that Kellee already knew he was
married and made sure to ask about it made Angel’s smile widen. Playing with
people who knew where they stood going in made things a hell of a lot simpler.
    Their dynamic worked because they were completely open and
honest about everything they did outside of their relationship. Imagination
almost always made things worse, especially when it came to sex, but they found
what worked for them and stuck with it.
    “Oh, I do remember her. She used to play with Scott and Kyle
off and on before they found Haleigh.” Scott and Kyle were other members of the
club who also owned Inkfluence, a local tattoo shop, and had recently found a
woman to complete them both.
    Angel couldn’t help but smile at their good fortune. They
were amazing guys and she was ecstatic that Haleigh had stumbled upon them and
turned their worlds upside-down.
    “That’s her.” David nodded, drawing her attention back to
his screen. He minimized Kellee’s profile picture and brought up the chat
screen again. “Read this part here and tell me what you think?”
    At his prompting she stood to get close enough to the screen
so she could make out the small text. The fact that her skirt was so short it
barely covered her ass may have had something to do with it too. She was horny
and not above pushing a few of her Owner’s buttons to get a bit of attention
before they headed out to run errands.
    She placed her palms on his desk so she didn’t fall over
trying to see the screen. It was a sunny day in Arcadia, Kansas, and his office
nearly glowed with the full afternoon sun, forcing her to lean a bit farther
than normal.
    Tilting her pelvis to where he could hopefully see that
she’d been to the spa and had her pussy waxed, of course had nothing to do with
it.
    Of course.
    Her mind blanked out and her ability to read fritzed as well
when his hand skated up her inner thigh. His rough fingertips smoothed up her
skin and he cupped her naked mound.
    “No panties, Wife? You know what that does to me.”
    “Well, you know how we were talking about our carbon
footprint and all that the other day at work?” She took a deep breath, trying
to calm her libido. She failed miserably.
    He slid his fingers along the smooth lips of her pussy,
coaxing more of the sweet wetness