3 weeks with Eric

Eric held Jodie in his arms early one morning a few days later and wished he hadn't spent his vacation with his ex in Atlantic City. They had spent a terrible weekend fighting and gambling, Eric had hoped to save the relationship by getting time alone as a couple, coincidentally away from his girlfriend now, but obviously it didn't work out. He had to finally accept that she was cheating on him and she just simply didn't care about him. But now he hoped to spend time alone with Jodie. When they actually became a couple he had planned on working things around so they could spend a three day weekend together every couple of weeks but they got the new contract sooner than he estimated and now he had to scrap that plan. It seemed like whenever he was free she was busy, whenever she was free he was busy. Rare was the night they actually got to have a date night.

His phone buzzed heavily on his bedside table, a five minute warning before his actual alarm went off on the off chance he was already awake or close enough to it he would hear it and not have to wake Jodie up.

Slipping out from under Jodie's beautiful nude form he thought seriously about shutting his phone off and just laying back down with her. He didn't have to work today, but since he was usually up at the same time every day he would go to the gym on the days he didn't have work...but today became impossible for him to pull away from Jodie.

As an arm wrapped around his chest he realized the same must be true for her as well. "What are you doing?" She kissed his back so gently.

"Nothing. Just...need to use the bathroom." He lied.

"Okay. Have fun at the gym."

"I won't...I mean, I can skip today."

Jodie frowned, "What if...I went with you again?"

"Didn't you hate it last time?"

"Nah," she lied, "Plus when we get back you can give me a massage."

Eric smiled, "I mean...if you put it like that then how could I resist?"

Eric got ready rather quickly as he always had his gym bag packed the night before. While Jodie was in the shower Eric had a great idea to surprise her. He quickly went into her drawer where she kept her bras, and hunted for the bikini he saw one night a weeks ago while she was doing laundry. Jodie must've bought it in anticipation for summer since it would be cheaper. As he dug through his hand bumped something hard. Curious, he pulled it out from underneath the pile of bras and was shocked to find a very realistic looking dildo. Ah image of her using it immediately popped into his head and he could already feel his erection growing. "How long has she had this?" He wondered out loud to himself. Hearing the water shut off he quickly shoved it back under the clothes and took out the first bikini he saw in the drawer and slipped it into Jodie's bag.

Returning to the gym a second time the woman at the front desk offered Jodie a pamphlet about the gym and a free personal trainer session if she signed up today!

Jodie passed and paid for the one time entrance and once again Eric walked Jodie through a simplified version of his workout. Of course this time was a little bit easier since she remembered most of his routine from last time. By the end of it Jodie and Eric were both drenched in sweat. "Hey, I know a way we can cool off."

Jodie smirked, "I don't think that would cool us off."

"No!... Although."

Jodie slapped his arm playfully, "Perv."

"Me? You brought it up." Eric laughed, "But no, I was talking about the pool."

"Where?"

"Go past the showers in the locker room and the door in the corner leads into the swimming pool."

"Let's go!"

The couple hurried to the lockerroom, Jodie doing an immediate about face as she realized she entered the men's room out of habit. It didn't take Eric long to strip, hose himself off in the shower, dry, and put on his bathing suit.

Less than five minutes passed since they seperate and Eric waded into the heated pool where he floated on top of the water while he waited. And waited. Ten minutes passed before Eric stood out of the water and knocked on the lady's lockerroom door. A couple of college girls poked their head out the door, "Can we help you?"

"Uh...yeah I was looking for my girlfriend."

The girl looked him up and down and smiled, "Well I'm single."

He smiled awkwardly, trying to contain his desire to kick in the door commando style and look for Jodie, "No. My girlfriend...her name is Jodie."

"Shame," she clicked her tongue, "I'm a Liz."

Before the girl could turn back to look further into the lockerroom Jodie walked out, the towel wrapped around her waist, and hugging herself, "Sorry, I kept you waiting." Jodie smiled awkwardly as she stepped around the younger girl while trying to avoid eye contact.

Eric put his arm around her and walked her to the opposite side of the pool while the girls returned to their lockers, before shutting the door Liz mentally examined Jodie's bikini top held on by luck and sheer will given how tight the small strings stretched across Jodie's back.

"What happened?" Eric asked quietly, "is everything ok? Did something happen?"

Jodie shook her head, "I got stuck...I didn't hear them come in and like, I was in the shower...naked...and my clothes were on the other side of the room and I couldn't change cause, like, they would've seen me."

"That's all?"

"... what do you mean?"

"I thought something happened like they started a fight of you fell."

"No... just naked in the locker room with college girls."

"Sounds like a fun time," judging by the look on her face Eric knew he put his foot in his mouth, "Sorry...bad joke."

"No...I just... nevermind."

"If you want to go home we can."

"No, no. After all that I think I, like, need to relax." Eric kissed Jodie's forehead before helping her finish setting up in a small wooden chair near the pool. The pool was not only heated but it was inside of a large glass solarium, allowing for the possibility of tanning year round as well as shelter from the elements.

Once in the water Jodie's mood elevated as she had always loved the freedom of a pool. Launching herself from one wall as far as she could before she needed to move to continue moving was her favorite part and always put her in the mind that she was flying weightlessly through the air. Jodie soon found energy as she played in the water with Eric, her locker room issue seeming to fade from her mind.

Another hour passed before the two returned home, and thankfully so did the rest of the day without incident. Monday morning Eric had to once again slip out of bed so as to not wake Jodie and leave as quietly as he could after kissing her goodbye. Jodie eventually joined the gym, waking up several hours early four days out of the week just so she could go to the gym with him.

The following week Eric was opening the mail and noticed there was a late payment warning for Jodie left open in the stack piled up on the kitchen counter. "Jodie." He called to the empty kitchen. When she didn't answer he walked into the living room where she was seated on the couch, chewing on a pen top and reading a magazine. "Jodie." She jumped suddenly and closed the magazine, holding it to her chest.

"Huh?"

"Uh... yeah. Did you know you are apparently late on your car payment?"

"Oh! I meant to send them a check! I completely forgot to do that." Jodie groaned and stood up, taking the check, "I'm such an idiot."

"No you're not. People forget things, it happens. That's why most people do auto drafting."

"Oh yeah. I should, like-" Eric tried to listen but became immensely distracted when Jodie blew a bubble with her gum and wrapped it around her pen before pulling it back into her mouth. "What?"

Eric was about to say something when he noticed the magazine she had been reading that now lay on the coffee table...was a bridal magazine. "Uh...are you hungry cause I'm famished."

"I could eat."

All through dinner, and several days after Eric wondered if Jodie was already planning their wedding in her head.

Later that same week during lunch, while he was pondering about this question his office door opened and Janet walked inside. Her shirt was a lot more low cut than usual and she wore tight leggings that hugged every inch of her which only reminded him of when she was naked and on top of him. "Hey, Janet. I didn't know you were coming. To see me!"

"Nice save."

"I thought so."

"I was stopping by on my way to drop off Jodie's laundry when I thought I'd see if you were hungry." Janet asked, already holding up a bag of takeout.

"If that's a fish from ichiban."

"It is."

"Then come on in." Eric took the offered bag and set up little styrofoam boxes along his already cluttered desk.

A few minutes setting up and figuring out who's food was who's, Janet finally asked, "Are you paying Jodie's bills?"

"Not since she got this new job. Why?"

"She asked me to help her manage her money a few days ago. Apparently she missed a car payment already."

"Yeah I saw that. Good, I'm glad you're helping her."

"Yeah...do you know how much her car payment is?"

"No? Is it too much? I mean I wouldn't mind helping but looking at that thing I imagine it would break me." He imagined how sad she would be if they had to return the car. She loved that little car.

"That's just the thing...it's actually pretty cheap."

"Oh." Eric breathed a sigh of relief. "So what's the issue?"

"It's how cheap it is, I mean there are a couple of ways you can get it for cheaper but frankly Jodie isn't smart enough."

Eric put down his plate and fork and sat up in his chair, "What are you saying?"

Janet thought for a moment, she could tell him about the rumors about where Jodie spends her lunch time. He wouldn't believe her at first of course, but proof wouldn't be hard to come by, they'd break up and she could have Eric all to herself while Jodie was out on some street corner. But looking at Eric now it felt like kicking a puppy and telling him he was a bad boy to tell him anything, "Nothing...yet. I've noticed a few irregularities in a couple of places, not just with Jodie's pay and I just wanted to make it make sense. And like I said I was in the neighborhood."

"Oh. Well I hope you figure out the problem." Eric returned to his food, immediately missing the effort Jodie had put into their lunch whenever she would visit. Which led to him thinking about Jodie as a wife and coming home to her every night. He shook the thought from his head, he had rushed relationships in the past and lost a good thing, granted they told everyone they had been dating three years they had only been dating a couple of months…'But I've known her for years…' he took a bite of sushi and thought, 'Or maybe not. I didn't know she was trans. I didn't know she apparently liked men...or me. And she has a kinky side I never knew about…. maybe I don't know her as well as I should.'

That weekend was luckily one of the weekends he could spend both days with Jodie. So late Friday afternoon Eric called Jodie, "Hey! This is a super surprise!" She giggled.

"Hey baby, I know, I try not to call you at work. I don't want to get you in trouble."

"Pfft, they love me here. What's up?"

"Well I have this weekend free, I was wondering if you would like to go out tonight...with me tonight?" He kicked himself. His palms shouldn't be sweating just to ask his girlfriend out on a date.

"Are you asking me on a date?"

"...Yeah."

Jodie laughed softly, feeling her heart pounding in her chest. They were already dating so why was this exciting to her? "You're just, like, adorable. I'd love to. Where?"

That evening, Eric showered and shaved, putting on his best cologne. When Jodie stepped out of Lauren's room dressed simply in a soft pastel blue knee length knit sweater dress, black pantyhose and knee high suede boots. "Wow."

"You know, you, like, say that a lot."

"Honey, if there's ever a day I see you and don't say wow feel free to shoot me." He looked Jodie up and down with a smile and kissed her forehead, "Don't you ever get tired of heels though? How do your feet not hurt?"

Jodie smiled and took his hands in hers, even with her four inch heels she was still forced to look up at him. After years of wishing she was as tall or taller than Eric she realized being the shorter girlfriend had its benefits. "They have their uses." She kissed his lips, the height disparity nearly gone only by an inch or two leaving Jodie the perfect height. "Besides, like, as a wise woman once said, a girl can never have enough high heels."

"Was it Tiffany?"

"Totally."

That evening they enjoyed a fun game of mini golf, taking advantage of the colder weather and lack of crowds to sneak more intimate moments. At one point Eric noticed Jodie was shivering and took the opportunity to wrap his jacket around her slender shoulders before leaving to find a nice quiet corner in a nice corner restaurant.

Later when they returned to their empty apartment Jodie sat on the couch, her legs tucked under her.

"Feeling better?"

"I am, thank you." She smiled, wrapping her hands around a small hot chocolate.

"Hey, Jodie...I was hoping we could talk."

Jodie's eyes widened as she clung to the old bomber jacket. "About what?"

"You know how…" he laughed nervously, "On Halloween we...had sex right."

"Yeah?"

"I was hoping we could talk about that…"

"Oh God...am I pregnant?"

"What?" Eric's shock and confusion turned to a smile when he saw Jodie's teasing smile. "No, I meant, what we did was a little... different than how we normally do things."

"...Fun though, right?"

"Definitely. You were...a little drunk I think but you said some things that got me thinking, what if we did more of that. Would you be interested?"

".... you want to, like, have sex in the bathroom?"

Eric shook his head, paused and thought, then shook his head again, "No. I mean what if you were to be my submissive?" Jodie's eyes widened again, another man, another boyfriend, asked her about being his submissive? Did she have a sign on her back she couldn't see? "You know what I'm talking about, right?"

"Yeah... what would you want me to do?"

Eric suppressed an excited smile, "I have a few fantasies...I never actually got to do them though."

"I don't really know...what I like...but I don't mind trying new things...if it's with you." Jodie's face reddened as she hid it behind her cup. Eric smiled and gently took her hand in his, giving it a small kiss. The rest of their evening they spent discussing the newest aspect of their relationship.

Saturday morning they awoke at their now mutual predawn hour, Jodie still clearly not an early riser went anyway, sleeping on Eric both there and back. Entering was much easier this time as Jodie had joined Eric's gym. Once finished she immediately went to sleep again.

While Jodie was sleeping he continued his research on how to be a good dominant and at first what he found was upsetting as a lot of so called Dom(me)s seemed to only care about their own pleasure and abasing their submissives, but luckily Eric continued to dig through and found real Doms who emphasized aftercare and had no problem educating someone new to the scene.

Slowly he started introducing his rules and punishments as well as a few of their mutual fantasies. Eric enjoyed tying Jodie up to each corner of the bed, he enjoyed it even more when one night while she was tied up he brought out a small pink box, "I think you're gonna like this." Jodie's eyes widened as he pulled out what looked like two small pink eggs. "Oh my gosh, you're, like, not going to use that on me!"

"I think I am." Eric smiled, assured she wanted him to continue, he had to have a pretty lengthy discussion with Jodie about one of her fantasies that played with consensual nonconsent. Or as she put it "I want you to do things to me even if I say no." Of course this meant as long as she didn't say their safe word then he could keep going.

Quickly he tied one around around her small shaft.

Her eyes widened into saucer plates. "E-Eric…"

"You remember the rule right?" He asked as he put a small drop of lube on the second egg, "You can't cum unless I say so." She nodded and bit her lip and braced herself. He pulled her up as much as the ropes would allow and slipped the small pink egg inside of her waiting hole. Nothing prepared her when he pressed one button and both came on simultaneously.

Eric watched Jodie writhing in pleasure as she tried to hold back her impending orgasm while he stroked his stiff cock. Soon she felt her orgasm nearing and began to beg, "So soon?" She wanted to tell him to shut up but between the pleasure and knowing she couldn't talk back or not be allowed to cum she held her tongue, "I was just starting to have fun." He sat the controller by the bed and casually pinched her nipple.

"Fuck!" She screamed, "Please!"

"Maybe." Eric straddled her stomach, sliding his cock between her large breasts, "Suck." He commanded. His Dom voice was somewhat softer than Adam's, yet it commanded just as much obedience. So Jodie wrapped her lips around the head of his cock. Moaning and struggling against her bonds as Eric fucked her tits and played with her nipples, she lost track of how long she was taken in every orifice, tingling sensations like multiple hands all over her body, intruders at every door, and a rhythmic frontal assault until she thought she would lose her mind. "Cum for me." He commanded and finally she let go, and like a crashing damn she erupted as wave after wave of pleasure hit her from every inch of her body. Eric's orgasm soon followed and sprayed his cum on her chest.

Jodie shuttered with the orgasmic aftermath after Eric turned off the eggs and got a small towel for Jodie.

A little over a week before Thanksgiving Eric was on the phone with his mom when she asked if he and Lauren would be coming for Thanksgiving "And... anyone else?"

"...I don't know mom," Eric grimaced, had Lauren told her about Jodie!? "Lauren just started a new job so she might not be able to, and I'm still busy with the site," he heard a thunk coming from his and Jodie's room, "can I get back to you?" He hated not being able to give her a definite answer right away.

Following the noise he found Lauren in Jodie's closet placing something on the top shelf. "What are you doing?"

"Just... looking to borrow a top from Jodie."

"Don't you have your own clothes?"

"Not as nice as Jodie's... besides I'm saving up for things, I can't really do that if I buy clothes all the time so why not take advantage of a closet full of free clothes."

"Just don't take advantage of Jodie."

"I'm not. This is just how sisters are."

"...You're my sister!"

"Yeah but you're not my sister like Jodie is."

"That doesn-" a binder suddenly slammed on the floor by the closet having fallen from the top shelf.

"Oh I got-" Eric was quicker and picked up the binder before Lauren could.

"Heh, slowpoke. Why were you messing with this any-'' Eric's voice failed as he read the nauseatingly glittery writing on the front 'My future wedding'.

"Okay, don't freak out."

"Freak out?" Eric opened the binder and found collages of flowers and arches, multiple pictures of dresses and one ultimate dress that seemed to be a patchwork of multiple dresses that she cut out and glued together, bridesmaid dresses, venues, and lists of songs. What was most troubling was finding her initials doodled on the borders of multiple pages and other initials with hers wrapped in little hearts.

"Look, some girls start planning their wedding before they even hit puberty."

"She never told me…"

"Yeah, guys tend to freak out if we tell them about it."

"You have a wedding binder?"

"No...well kinda. It's a password protected folder on my laptop."

Silently looking through the pages she recognized two initials right off, his, and Janet's. Had Jodie... Jordan hoped to marry Janet? "Do...do you think she's wanting to get married already?"

"Maybe, you guys had been dating a while," 'We really haven't', "but it could just be something she's put together over the years when she's bored of sees something pretty in a magazine. It's not like you were any different."

"What?"

"You may not have a binder or zip drive but you had wanted to get married before your big fight with Jodie. I know...maybe that set you guys back, especially financially, but you know all of this is just a fantasy. What matters most in the end is the one we stand with at the altar."

Eric closed the book and put it back on the top shelf, "Yeah. Maybe so."

"You know, it wouldn't hurt to talk to her about it at some point."

He could imagine how that conversation would go, if he said he wanted to get married she'd freak out and say it's too soon and if he said he wanted to wait she would freak out because he didn't want to marry her that night. "Yeah, no. I'm just gonna go for a bit." And so, he left. Completely forgetting about Thanksgiving plans.

If Jodie had one complaint about her relationship with Eric it was this; he was a good man, and he loved her, he had proven that several times over, but he would often just come home and sit down quietly while watching television. She always felt bad for wanting more of his attention knowing he just needed to unwind from back breaking labor. The times he had more than just a few hours with her before he had to return to work he would take her to a club or come listen to her playing at Howl at the moon. Most of their club time was spent with their new friends Brit and Vince.

"You guys missed a hell of a Halloween." Vince told the couple as he racked up the balls on the table.

"Sorry, I had, like, a work thing we couldn't get out of."

"Hey, whatever you gotta do to make that money, girl." Brit raised her glass and shared a smile with Jodie as they sat at one of the smaller tables lined along the wall by the pool tables.

Eric and Vince continued their ongoing rivalry as pool champion while discussing sports and lifting weights. "Boys." Brit rolled her eyes at their inane topic before diving into a discussion about Jodie's shoes and hair.

A stout man brushed past Eric with an apology, but Eric still had to wait a couple minutes before he was able to line up his shot, "Sure is livelier tonight. Is there some special event coming up?"

"Something like that." Vince watched Eric's ball slowly push the 7 ball into the middle pocket, "Places like this start filling in around certain holidays. Christmas, Hanukkah, Diwali, and Thanksgiving. Sad to say, sometimes this is our home for the holidays around this time of year. What about you two, going home for the holidays?"

Eric shook his head, "Jodie has some work trip going on next week and my sister can't get away from her new job so...I guess I'm stuck at home."

"If you need a place to come, you can always come hang out here."

"And leave my sister all alone?"

"Bring her dude….is she hot?"

Eric's next shot missed terribly as he watched Jodie happily discussing something with her friend. He remembered the last Thanksgiving Jodie spent with her family was nearly ten years ago, it had been awful according to her, not in a "my uncle tells the lamest stories" sort of way but the kind of way that you expect police and paramedics to show up any minute. And every Thanksgiving since Jodie would spend Thanksgiving with Eric...or at least he had offered but Jordan always refused and went off god only knows where...now he wondered if she was going to places like this all along?

In truth he wasn't far off, Jordan would go out in search of his own version of a family. Unfortunately the kind he used to find were only more of the same before, users and liars or worse. But now, she was coming to realize, Jodie had her own family now. What frightened her most was she could feel herself getting comfortable and hoping that it would never end...but everything did eventually.

Eric watched her intently before bending down to line up a shot beside Vince, "Let me ask you something stupid," he said softly, just barely audible enough for Vince to hear.

"Oh this is gonna be good."

"Have you ever dated women?"

Vince rolled his eyes, "I have and still do."

"Well like I said it was stupid."

"And boy did you deliver."

"Sorry."

"I'm just bustin your chops. Is that all you wanted to ask?"

"No, have you ever….imagined yourself marrying any of them?"

"Once or twice."

"What stopped you?"

"Well, her boyfriend coming home for one."

"Oof, sorry."

"Me too, she had a nice butt. The other...I just couldn't stop thinking."

"What's that mean?"

"I kept weighing the pros and cons of it all. We had enough money, we liked each other enough, the sex was great...but…was I ready to give up freedom? Fun? Adventure? Then I realized if I was thinking of being married to her as some zero sum game then I wasn't ready."

Eric sat on the side of the table facing away from the girls, "Do you think you'll ever be?"

"Maybe...I think the trick is finding someone who doesn't make marriage feel like you're losing out but rather you have someone to have fun with, a partner in crime as it were, forever and always."

"Yeah... maybe." Eric looked back at Jodie who was busy talking with her friend. When she noticed she stuck her tongue out revealing the multiple colors left behind by her drinks.

Later that night, Eric had Jodie's wrists tied behind her back while Eric stalked around her like a wolf toying with its prey, "Do you know what you did wrong?"

"Um...I said bad words?"

"About who?" His finger toyed with the button on for the remote vibrator.

"....Myself?"

"That's right. So what do you think should be done about that?"

"A bubble Bath?" Jodie smiled playfully at Eric.

Eric resisted the urge to smile, "Close. Bad girls who say bad words get their mouth washed out with soap."

"You're so not serious!"

"I so am." Eric picked up the bottle of hand soap on the bathroom counter. "Open wide." Jodie stretched back and twisted this way and that, trying to avoid the soap nozzle. As much as Jodie enjoyed Eric being in charge she enjoyed even more making him work for it, especially when she figured out if she struggled long enough his usual soft domination would slip away and he would take on a more aggressive nature. Surely enough trying to escape he caught her by the throat in his strong, calloused, hand and squeezed, she would definitely have a bruise or two the next day. Jodie bit her lip as she looked up at him. "Open. Your. Mouth." He commanded. She complied. His hand still on her throat, he watched her for any signs she wanted him to stop. Pressing the plunger Jodie gagged as she felt the first taste of rose petals mixed with antibacterial soap. "Don't you spit it out." She grimaced but obeyed. "What did you say about yourself today?" He slowly loosened his grip on her throat.

Jodie looked away as she answered, "I'm uh gross freak…"

"What's the rule?"

Jodie bounced impatiently on one foot, "Be nice to Jodie."

"That's right. I bet you wanna spit that out don't you?" She nodded, trying not to speak and mix the soap around her mouth even more. "If I let you, you know what you have to do, right?" She nodded again. "You may spit it out," he said as he turned the sink on. Jodie quickly and gladly spit out the nasty, fragrant, liquid and sucking down as much water as she could to rinse whatever else she could get out. After she rinsed as much as she could Eric gave her mouthwash to further clean the taste from her mouth, leaving her minty fresh. "Now," his voice once again soft as he untied her wrists, "What do you say?"

"...thank you?" Eric glared at her in the mirror as she looked away, "I'm... beautiful." Eric grabbed her chin and gently forced her to look at herself in the mirror.

"What else?"

"I'm...a good person and, like, kind."

"Again. All the way through."

Whenever Jodie tried to look away he would force her to look at herself again and start over. "This is stupid." A swift hand to her bare cheek ended her complaints.

"Again, all the way through."

"I'm beautiful, I'm a good person, and like, I'm kind."

"Good girl." Eric kissed her softly, releasing her chin.

Now freed and cleaned up Eric brought her one of his shirts and slipped it over her like a long dress. He picked her up and carried her into the living room and sat her on the couch where they snuggled under a cozy blanket and watched TV.

The topic of aftercare came up earlier in the day, and Jodie didn't really know what it was 'supposed to be' as porn never really covered it, so half jokingly she said she would want to snuggle up with him on the couch and watch a movie together and maybe some coco.

She wasn't sure if it was just the aftermath of everything that had transpired the last couple of weeks or what but she found she did love this aftercare. Later Eric would bring her hot chocolate and she couldn't help but think how strange it was that both of her boyfriends had independently decided to make a rule against her being mean to herself. Adam emphasized punishing her for being mean to herself and while Eric did punish her for it he has implemented a daily rule in which she had to say three nice things about herself in the mirror either in front of him or she had to send him a video of her repeating it like a mantra for a full minute. Even though this rule was only two weeks old she found herself mouthing the words whenever she brushed her hair or did her makeup in the mirror.