When the weekend arrived, they got their usual suite at the Fireside Inn. "I have a surprise for you," Wendy said as she reached for her bag.
Warren was laying on the bed covered in rose petals staring at the ceiling. "Wendy, do you realize there are mirrors up there?"
"Kinky!" she said with a grin. "Just like your surprise!"
"Wait. I have a surprise for you first," he said. He sat up and reached for his suitcase. Once again he withdrew a gift, but this time a smaller one.
"For me?" she asked with a gorgeous smile.
"Absolutely for you," he said. "Open it."
"I love presents!" she said happily.
She tore into the wrapping paper to discover a little box. When she opened the lid, she discovered a beautiful diamond ring. "Warren, what's this?" she asked.
"It's an engagement ring," he stated. "Suzi signed the divorce papers. I am a free man."
"Really?" she said as happy tears stung at her eyes.
"Truly. So, what do you say? Would you like to become Mrs. Warren Carter?"
"I- I don't know."
"What do you mean - you don't know? Wendy, you know we belong together. You know-."
"Yes, and I love you so much."
"Then say 'yes,' so that the next time we check into this place it won't be under the names of Mr. and Mrs. Manny Hands. We'll be Mr. and Mrs. Warren Carter."
"Okay, Warren. Then 'yes,' I will marry you," she said breathlessly. "Will you put the ring on me?"
"I'd love to," he said as he reached for the ring. He then took her hand and slowly slipped the ring on her finger. "It looks amazing on you."
"And it fits perfectly," she said as she gazed at the lovely ring. "Thank you! This is all I have ever dreamed of... You... this ring... all of it."
"I want to spend the rest of my life making your dreams come true."
"Good, because I want to play. Can I show you my surprise now?"
"Sure," he agreed.
Wendy reached into her bag and withdrew some silken bonds made of red satin. "This is for our play-time," she said. "Since we had so much trouble with the handcuffs."
He chuckled. "I love it. And this time we won't have to call the locksmith."
"And your sister won't be barging in on us. Did you talk to her?"
Warren nodded. "She promised not to tell."
"Good," Wendy said. "Because my brother wouldn't take it well."
"Who gives a fuck what he wants?" Warren said as his anger flamed.
"Warren, I know you hate Brian... and Brian hates you, but how is this all going to work out? Because I happen to love my brother... and if there is constant animosity between the two of you, then I can't -."
"You'd break up with me over your brother?"
Wendy shook her head. "There's nothing that could make me break up with you. I want to be with you. I want all our dreams to come true."
"Good. Because I was thinking about three kids, a fancy car, and lots and lots of hot, kinky sex."
Wendy smirked. "You would. Why don't we get started on the hot, kinky sex and we'll work on the kids and the rest later?"
"Sounds good to me," Warren agreed.
"Okay, because it's my turn to tie you up."
"How could I forget? Are you going to punish me now... because you know I've been bad."
"Yes, you're always bad. And I do agree that you must be punished."
She undid the buttons of his shirt, then tugged on his tie until it came free from around his neck. She was making fast work of his clothes as she unzipped his pants. "What have we here?" she asked when she saw his thick erection.
"It's the biggest surprise of the evening," Warren boasted.
"It definitely is. And I like it very much."
After she had him naked, she stood up and cast aside her own attire. All of their clothing lay in a heap on the floor. She climbed back onto the bed and reached for the silken bonds. In a matter of moments, she had his wrists shackled to the brass headboard.
She straddled him as he forgot to breathe. She was so incredibly sexy. "Warren Carter, you need to pay for being such a bad boy... and for making me fall so deeply in love with you..." she said as she trailed her kisses over his neck and down the flesh of his muscled chest.
As she was speaking, she reached between them, grasping his cock. She squeezed it in her grip, making him moan. "Tell me what you want."
"You, Wendy. I want you. Fuck me now."
"My pleasure," she said as she lowered herself onto his arousal. Her slick folds parted to take him in so deep. Inch by inch, she took him inside her.
"Ohhh yes," he groaned. "You feel so damn good."
"Beg for what you want," she insisted as she was seated on top of him, his throbbing flesh encased in her wet sheath.
"You. Only you. I want you to fuck me... make me cum. I need to cum inside you," he pleaded.
She brushed her lips against his as she slowly raised up, then slid back down to take him in even deeper. "Yes, baby. That's it," he groaned as he stared up at the ceiling and saw her taking him. It was so hot, he feared he'd go up on flames.
"I am so wet for you," she said as she began to rock her hips, making passionate love to him. She felt wild and uninhibited. She hoped she could make him cum before she lost all control.
"Don't stop!" she heard him beg. "Faster! I need to... CUM!"
She sunk her teeth into his neck, nipping his skin. The pleasure mixed with the dazzling pain brought him over the edge. In a heated rush, he spilled himself inside her. Knowing that she had met her goal and brought him to orgasm, she rocked her hips steadily, until she too climaxed. They were soaked in perspiration and sticky cum as she collapsed on the bed beside him.
"That was so hot, sweetheart. Damn," Warren groaned as he tried to catch his breath.
"I hope I didn't bite you too hard," she said as she looked at the little bite on his neck and traced it with her finger.
"Are you kidding? I loved it," he said with a grin. "You can bite me anytime. Just not there." His eyes moved downward to his most sensitive place.
She burst into giggles. "Don't worry, sweetie. I'd never hurt your love-shaft."
He smirked. "Love-shaft," he chuckled.
Brian and Suzi showed up at the Fireside Inn as he flashed his badge at the manager. "I am Detective Brian Emerson. I work with the Henderson P.D. as an undercover agent. I am trying to apprehend a dangerous criminal. I have reason to believe he's here with an innocent young woman. His name is Warren Carter."
The elderly manager looked at the guest book. "I am sorry, but we have no one here by that name."
Suzi and Brian looked at each other. "He must be using an alias," Suzi stated.
"Think, Suz, what would Warren be using for his name?" Brian asked.
"I honestly don't know," Suzi said with a shrug.
"We do have a Mr. and Mrs. Manny Hands in the Honeymoon Suite," the manager said. "It's their regular room. I think they must be celebrating their honeymoon extra hard, if ya know what I mean?"
The old man winked at Suzi and she glared at him. "Warren has Wendy in the honeymoon suite?" Suzi gasped as she looked at Brian.
"What do you care? You just signed the divorce papers, so you'll be free of that creep ... and besides, I am sure it's nothing sexual. He's a criminal. His good ole buddy Ringo was arrested just a couple of hours ago for stealing diamonds. Whatever Warren's been doing with Wendy, it's illegal. Infidelity isn't his main objective," said Brian. "We need to get upstairs to the honeymoon suite and rescue my little sister. Who knows what he might be doing to her."
"When are you going to untie me?" Warren asked Wendy.
"After awhile. I think I will feed you first ... among other things."
She reached for a glass of red wine and a fresh cherry. "Would you like to take my cherry?" she asked teasingly as she danged one of the cherries in front of Warren's face.
"Ohhh yeah, I would have loved to have been your first... but I do know one thing, I'll always be your last," Warren chuckled.
She placed the juicy cherry against his lips. "Eat it," she commanded it.
He opened his mouth and sucked in the fruit, pulling it right off the stem. A little bit of red juice dribbled from his lips, but Wendy licked it off. "Here, have a little drink," she said as she gave him a tiny sip of the wine.
"What will happen after you wine and dine me?"
"I dunno," she said teasingly. "We've already had a '69."
"My favorite number," he said with a smirk.
"Bad boy!" she said. "Once again, you must be punished."
She set the glass of wine aside. She climbed on top of him, kissing his chest and licking the skin.
Suddenly their kinky playtime was interrupted when Brian broke down the door and came barging inside with Suzi. Wendy cried out as her brother and Warren's now ex-wife caught them in bed together. "What in the HELL?!" Brian exclaimed as he had his gun aimed in their direction.
"Don't shoot!" Warren said. "I can explain everything!"
"Wendy! Warren! You're naked!" Suzi gasped, trying to cover her eyes.
"Don't act all shy and embarrassed," Warren said in disgust. "You've seen it all before... and besides, you cheated on me first!"
Wendy grabbed the sheet and did her best to cover she and Warren's nudity. She was blushing furiously. "Brian, what are you doing here?!" she screamed. "Will you and Suzi kindly get the hell out?!"
"I never cheated on you, Warren. I have been helping Brian with an undercover investigation," Suzi declared.
"That's right," said Brian. "I am not sleeping with Suzi. I happen to love Kristin. I've been working undercover the past three months, trying to get dirt on you."
"Well, did you find anything?" Warren demanded.
"No, not much... just that you keep coming here to the Fireside Inn with Wendy. On the other hand, your right hand man, Ringo Altman has been arrested for stealing diamonds," Brian explained.
"Well, I can't help what Ringo does on his own time. That has nothing to do with me... or the club. All I've been doing is Wendy," Warren stated.
"I'm going to punch you SO hard!" Brian yelled.
"Don't punch a man while he's down," Warren said as he looked up at his wrists that were still tied by the silken bonds to the headboard. "I happen to love your sister. And I asked her to marry me tonight. She said 'yes,' so if you leave me and Wendy alone... I'll leave you alone. Then you can resume sleeping with Suzi."
"He's never had sex with me, Warren!" Suzi exclaimed. "EVER!"
"You two certainly looked very chummy," Warren growled.
"Can we please talk about this later!" Wendy insisted. "I am not exactly dressed for this conversation."
"I can't believe you asked Wendy to marry you, Warren," Suzi said. "You certainly work fast."
"Come on, Suz. Let's get out of here. I have seen MORE THAN ENOUGH," Brian quipped.
"I should say so," said Wendy as her brother and Suzi left.
"Ohhh my God, that was awful," Wendy said as she carefully climbed out of bed and started getting dressed. "Not only did your sister barge in and see us naked... but now my brother and your ex-wife!"
"Calm down, honey. Just untie me," Warren said as Wendy was close to exploding.
"I am so pissed!" she said as her fingers trembled and she undid the ties that held Warren's wrists to the headboard. After his wrists were free, he rubbed his hands vigorously. They were slightly numb from the lack of circulation.
"I never thought bondage and a little play-time would end up like this."
"We are moving to another city... No, another continent!" Wendy said as she began throwing her things into her suitcase. "And Ringo... don't get me started on him! He stole some diamonds?!"
"I always knew he was a bad seed," Warren said as he too was gathering up his belongings.
"I want to punch someone! I want to-!"
Warren grabbed Wendy in his arms. He held her close as their gazes locked. "Calm down, honey. It's okay. They were wrong about us. We are not engaged in any sort of criminal activity - we're in love."
"If they don't like it, they'll just have to live with it," Wendy said as she raised her lips to kiss him.
"That's right. And we won't be inviting any of them to the wedding."
"Let's elope!" Wendy suggested. "Where should we go on our honeymoon?! Somewhere far away... so no one will EVER find us!"
"We'll go anywhere you want. I only want to make you happy," Warren said as he wrapped her up in his arms. "Let's get out of here. The Fireside Inn will never be the same since your brother broke down the door and found us naked."
"I bet he and Suzi are having an interesting chat on their way back to Henderson," Wendy giggled.
"Forget them. Let's fly to Vegas! We can have a quickie wedding, then I will close the club for a week and we can have our honeymoon."
"I love it," she agreed.
"And I love you."