Ada’s Tattoo part 4.

Ada sat and soaked in the hotel room bath with Frank sitting on the closed toilet seat next to her. He had filled her pleasantly humming pussy prodigiously and now he followed her around the room like a puppy, shamelessly naked and sipping bourbon. She was becoming accustomed to the fact that almost every situation now had some sexual component, a charge to it that she knew was born of the satyr.

Frank seemed to put her at ease with all of it and she was taking the opportunity to finally tell someone the whole crazy story that had begun the day she returned to Corvallis. As she spoke she was conscious of something private and sexy in its own way. With frank on her heels since she rose from the bed she was loath to just sit on the toilet and push his load out of herself. Instead, she held it in and filled the tub. Now she was sitting and soaking in a very dilute solution of franks semen while he sat and listened to her. She imagined it seeping out of her into the water and that thought was interspersed with her narration, keeping her pace of telling it even and relaxed. She felt enormously sexy in all of it and wanted to touch herself but didn’t both because the satyr would interrupt her if she did that and because she wanted Frank to initiate the next move.

“And that brings us to here and now”, she said. It had taken about an hour to relate the tale. Ada hadn’t hurried through it and Frank hadn’t interrupted her with questions that caused her to digress. At first Frank had been a bit distracted by her nakedness and she waited until his staring abated a bit before she began. She had heated the water up twice and he had shifted several times. At one point he had gotten up for a towel and she thought that he would finally cover himself but he had put it on the toilet seat instead. Apparently his ass cheeks were sticking uncomfortably to the plastic seat.

“You know I would not believe one word of that if I hadn’t seen that little fucker myself, not to mention feeling the affect you have on me every time I get near you. What next though, you say you can fetch him onto someone else and be rid of him like Mike did to you but you also love what he does to you don’t you? And you are getting the hang of it right? You can sort it out after a fashion.” Ada noticed that this enunciation was better when he wasn’t excited and smiled inwardly at that. She thought it was cute.

“Oh he’s a trip alright and full of surprises. I’m just not sure what to do Frank. In not too many days I’m going to have to go back to work and I work around a lot of people. What would it be like at work with an active and powerful aphrodisiac that can’t be turned off? Don’t get me wrong, I like all the sex and especially how intense it is. I’m not looking forward to going back to the way it was. No steady guy and more than likely infrequent orgasms for me even when there is one. Sorry, but you guys are hit and miss in the please the ladies category. I’m getting cold again, grab a towel and dry my back will you Frank”, she said as she rose.

“I’ll dry more than that” he laughed as he hurried to comply.

Ada just stood there and spread her arms, Frank was most attentive and diligent. He didn’t turn her to dry her front, he reached around and dried her in a semi embrace. Ada sighed and allowed him to do as he pleased. Having dried her of most of the water he took a fresh towel and threw it over his shoulder then he suddenly picked her up behind the knees and back. Ada squealed with delight and was whisked to the bed where Frank made a most thorough job of toweling her off with the soft white towel.

“See? Would you be my slave if it weren’t for the magic tattoo?” She asked as he toweled her feet.

He stopped and looked at her in earnest. She had goose bumps and he covered her with the blanket then looking directly at her asked, “What would you be like without him? Would you get all female crazy sometimes? All the time?”

“Well sometimes I might, you know how it is.”

“Good, god I miss that in my life. I am more than ready to start fresh with a woman”.

“You’re serious aren’t you?”

“Unless you think I’m too old.”

“Well you’re older than me but you’re not old old. It’s not like you’re twice my age is it.”

“Maybe it’s that whatsit and maybe I just need a change. Then again maybe you’re just what the doctor ordered. Whatever it is, yeah I’d take a shot at being your slave.”

“Well I was kidding but I’ll remember that the offer is on the table.”

“Speaking of that, you ready to eat?”

“Hell yeah I’m starving now that you mention it.