"Oh, so I wasn't invited over to play?" He sat on the edge of the bed, with what he hoped was a dejected look, although he could hardly suppress a smile.
"Come on, the baseball game... the keys?"
"Tivo has the Cards and Tigers covered and I can see the keys. So, there is nothing urgent in this situation, is there, Tina? You have to use the toilet?"
"Well, no. But, please Brian, just be a friend and give me the keys."
He felt anger again surfacing, not just for being disturbed, but her prick teasing and then the let's be friends routine. She had gotten a lot of latitude in this game of encouraging his interest and backing off. They had met about five weeks ago in a surviving partners group session -- his wife had died a few months back of cancer and Tina's husband was killed in a motorcycle wreck around the same time. Going to a coffee shop after sessions had led to a few dates over the last couple of weeks. Two nights ago they had kissed for the first time, quite passionately, but Tina stopped and said she wasn't ready to be intimate yet. Which was cool, Brian liked her a lot and didn't want just a quick rebound affair.
Here she was, in all appearances full seduction mode, yet saying be a gentleman. Okay, she liked playing bondage games; he could play along and learn what other games she liked to play.
"I see this as an opportunity to get to know each other a lot better, Tina. Your fantasies seem to be of a submissive role. I think we need to talk over some ground rules..."
"You're really enjoying this, aren't you? Look... oh, gaaawd!"
It took a moment for Brian to relate her distraction to a buzzing sound that at first he thought came from an alarm clock, but soon realized it came from her barely covered ass. After several seconds, this sound was joined by a lower pitched hum and a groan that broke into a sob from Tina's throat. Brian backed away -- two vibrators? On timers? There was no end to this woman's secrets.
He watched her ass clench several times under the sheet as her breaths grew more rapid and turned into gasps. She hid her face between her arms and her fists pressed the top of her head. Her lovely long body undulated and the cuffs rattled against the bed frame. The movements became more violent and the sheet slid off her body as the dual buzzers droned on. Brian watched as a wave contracted through her from her knees to her shoulders, forcing out a scream and three quick pants before the next wave brought another scream. After a half dozen repetitions the higher pitched noise stopped and her hips settled into a slow fucking motion with random spasms of her ass and thigh muscles.
The low hum quit and Tina eventually lifted her head and wiped her face with the sheet.
"How many did that make?"
"Seven. No, eh, I guess eight."
"Geez, I would have thought three or four would be enough. Why do you want to stay chained to the bed?"