I Do What I'm Told

I give Henry a smile as I put my hands around his neck, leaning in and kissing him almost immediately withoutba second thought. He's surprised for a second, but kisses me back as his hands move down to my waist.

I open one eye and look around, Nick is nowhere in sight... But I hold the kiss for a few moments longer before I finally break away with a smile.

"Heh, I love you too." My husband simply says, grabbing a cup and filling it with water. He drinks it and Nick appears from the hallway, rubbing the back of his head slightly. He's wearing the shirt and sweatpants I was wearing earlier...

"Morning, you two... Heh, I barely remember last night." He says while I try to avoid direct eye contact.

"That just means it was a real good night." Henry says after gulping down another glass of water with a smirk.

My face flushes deep red as I hear this, knowing that Nick's gaze has immediately fallen onto me. "A *real* good night." My husband's so called best friend says.

Amy and Ryan slowly begin to wake up as well. Everyone begins to talk, probably about the night and how fucked up we all were. I, however, was too distracted. I attempted more and more to push the shame of what I had done away, to try and have a chance of forgetting it had even happened in the first place.

I'm only brought out of my thoughts by hearing Amy call my name.

"H-Huh?" I reply.

"Wanna head out to the gas station with me?" She says, already standing by the door with the keys to her car in hand. "I'd kill for a soda right now."

I nod slowly, moving over to her and waving goodbye to the boys in the room with my eyes still avoiding Nick like the plague.

As soon as we both shut the doors, before Amy even starts the car, she's already turned to me.

"Okay, what's wrong?" She asks.

I look to her confused, shaking my head slightly. "I don't..."

"Don't play dumb with me. I can read it all over your face. Something's up. So c'mon, get it off your chest."

I look at her in silence, then sigh quietly as I buckle the seatbelt. "I... Woke up in bed... Nick's... Bed... Naked."

Amy's face was of pure shock, her jaw dropped as her eyes widened, but I continued.

"I sucked his dick before leaving his room... And... We fucked last night. A lot. He has... A lot of videos of it on his laptop. His van has cameras... And..." I gesture to Nick's home porch, a sign visible stating that the home itself has cameras. "Guess we know what those are for now..."

Amy takes a minute to process what I'd told her, taking the time to turn back in her seat and start the car. As we pull out of the driveway I lean my head on the window before Amy speaks up again.

"... Is he big?"

I furrow my brows slightly, and slowly turn to her, my mouth failing to bring the words out.

"I mean, hey girl," Amy continues, "I'm not gonna be mad at you for getting what you need long as he's big."

"I-I dont need him is the problem!" I say back. "I'm married to Henry! And now Nick has all these videos of us and just... Ugh." I turn back to the window, leaning my head on it.

"Hm... Well... What are you gonna do then?"

"I don't know... I'm NOT gonna tell Henry. That much I know for sure. As for Nick..." My mind flashes back to him and I in his room, when he'd just stepped out of the shower. I squirmed my legs slightly as I thought of him as he'd just come out, steam from the shower following him as he did.

"... Well... If you need I can kick his ass for you." Amy says with a smile.

I turn back to her and give a quiet chuckle, one thsy seems to improve her mood. "No thanks, Amy. I can deal with Nick."

"Heh, well from what you've told me I can already tell how you deal with him."

My cheeks flush a deep red as I laugh a little. "You gonna give me any details by the way?? I wanna know what all happened!"

"Eh... I don't remember much. It's all just... Flashes. And feelings. Feelings of just..." I trail off quietly.

"Feelings ooooffffff...?" Amy says.

"... Pleasure. And domination." I say quietly, then tighten my lips into a line and widen my eyes.

"Oooh!" Amy laughs and slaps my thighs at that. "Girl you have to tell me more next time, then. And... I think you guys will have another shot tonight!"

I raise an eyebrow. "Tonight? What's tonight?"

"We're all going to a restaurant!" Amy replies, "Heh, don't worry I just remembered too."

"Fuck... I forgot about that completely..." Just as the words leave my mouth a notification goes off on my phone. As Amy talks about... Something... I pull it out and check. Its a text from Nick.

I open it.

"Hey. Ryan just reminded me of the restaurant we're going to tonight. If you're having trouble picking a dress, just remember to wear the black one. ;) Can't wait to see you in it."

I bit my lip softly, of course he wants me to wear that one. It exposes my hips which shows off a bit of my ass, and it's obviously easy to pull up for... Other purposes. I debate whether I should respond or not. Amy, however, seemingly peeking over while we were at a red light already has a suggestion.

"Tell him you will!" She says.

I look over to her, then back to the phone, then swallow a lump in my throat and begin typing.

"Ok. I will. Only if you promise me one thing."

Nick is quick to respond. "Hm?"

"Wear a black suit. No t-shirt and jeans like you always do."

A moment passes as I'm sure Nick is obviously thinking about this difficult task for him to do before he finally responds.

"Anything for my girl ;)"

I swallow another lump and close my phone, putting it away and keeping it away the entire ride. I make sure to not enter Nick's house when we return, and even when me and Henry are home I make sure to not look at my cellphone at all all day. And I find myself staring into my closet as the time comes closer for us to show at the restaurant.

Its then when I get a small idea... As my eyes look up and down the black dress, I turn over and look at the white dress I have. It's just as easy to pull up, but instead exposes my back and has a small window to expose some of my cleavage.

As I look at it I begin to wonder how Nick would react if I didn't do as he told... And finding myself *wanting* to figure out what he'll do if I don't do what he tells me to do.