Other Biggering For Onceler- a different path

A Casual Meeting

Upon getting home Iris walked upstairs and changed...the looser the clothing the better. Going back downstairs to the kitchen she reached for the freezer. She then went to the couch and positioned herself on an ice pack. Grumbling to herself she growled into a pillow and began watching tv.

"Iris... exactly why do you have an ice pack?", Claire inquired.

"Well..", Iris stammered.

Claire quickly went for her purse and then placed the open condom box on the coffee table. Her eyes widened and she smirked.

"Yea... that's what I thought...but are you okay you look really rough around the edges...", Claire then showed concern.

"Yes...I am fine but... ", Iris blushed.

"But he taught ya something didn't he?" Claire then sat near her.

"Uh huh...OW...." Iris whimpered.

"Was this consensual because if not I got no problem ...", Clair began to growl.

"No need for that and yes but god I just hurt so bad....", Claire continued.

"I see, was the ball ok at least?", Claire asked.

"Yea about as I expected, fancy ass room with fancy ass fake people and boring to say the least...the sushi was good though...", Iris giggled.

"Well, there's that then... I mean...I want to be happy for you, but I cannot help but be concerned...there's fun but there is this and this seems a bit too much for you dear", Claire said with a concerned look.

Claire continued to get dressed and Iris raised her head up from the couch. She did not say she had anywhere to go, which seemed unusual for Claire.

"Heading out??", Iris asked.

"Yea meeting a workmate for lunch", Claire continued.

"Well have fun", Iris said and continued to watch tv.

While Claire was meeting someone, she did not feel it was wise to admit who it was to Iris. Although sneaky she was eager to see them, and they met at the restaurant. Standing there dressed casually, his hair had a shine to its brown hue. His golden eyes could be seen from a distance. His height was also charming with muscular features. Such a calm demeanor Claire could not help herself. It was just enough to maintain herself while standing in front of him.

"Good to see you Clive", Claire smiled.

"Likewise,", Clive responded.

They sat down at the table and ordered their meal. Frustration was getting to Claire, and she had to order something of an adult nature. Clive looked at her, but his face could not hide his thoughts. Their eyes met and they were both thinking the same thing. The biggest riddle of all could be...who was going to say it first.

"Clive... what happ..", Claire began to say.

"Last night....yeaaa I uh... got a good idea and hope Iris is okay but... even by my tastes that might have been a little much... and unfortunately I knew because...well ...lets just say the house echoes.....a bit", Clive blushed and looked at Claire.

"Goodness.... I...I... yea..she's...struggling a bit right now and I was concerned he intentionally....", Claire said drinking her drink.

"No maam, it was consensual, that I can confirm but still a bit much", Clive said then began to hold her free hand.

"Well to spell it out she's at home...literally laying on an ice pack...yea a damn ice pack...Jesus Christ ... he's more of a freak than I pegged him to be", Claire giggled.

*CLIVE POV*

"Oh Claire if you heard what I heard last night...you'd be surprised she could even walk"

"Ice huh...damn....that leaves me speechless.... But in his defense, this is not normal for him... I do not get it, he did it to prove a point, but I have no idea what the lesson really was... even angry sex can have a limit, I can be a tad softer...", Clive stated while caressing her hand.

"Clive answer me this... please tell the truth...what is his intentions for her... please me not just some plaything...", Claire asked.

"I understand your concern and I do not think so...something deeper and he won't admit it, he's protective of it and I can assure you out of the countless women he's been around... never have I seen him act like this...maybe it confuses him himself... he does not give normally, I mean sure. He entertains them but there's always a limit and usually it comes quick and then he dismisses them and withdraws into himself for a while....", Clive stated

The dinner continued and they enjoyed themselves fully. Both with a lot in common they could not help but poke fun that the reason they met was because of their dearest friends...unbeknownst to them. Eventually they would know but for now...deeper matters were of importance. At the end of the dinner they were standing outside.

"I enjoyed seeing you and it's been a delightful time and I hope the rest of your evening goes well", Claire looked up at him smiling.

"Agreed you were a breath of fresh air and I do not regret it", Clive began.

Before she knew it Clive wrapped his big arms around her and pressed into her kissing her. Soft yet firm, his embrace was of strong intention. He slowly pulled away and kissed her forehead and grinned.

"You have a good evening and take care of your "laid up" friend" Clive snickered.

"Laid up because she got laid...by Your boss", Claire giggled.

"Yes, I ...am going to keep an eye on that, I am just as concerned as you are and for the same reason...if I catch wind of anything I will let you know, text me later if you wish", Clive said and kissed her forehead again.

They both departed and Claire headed for home. Upon opening the door Iris was still laying on the couch but appeared more comfortable.

"So how's the patient", Claire asked.

"Eh a little better but I just wish I could skip work tomorrow... I asked to work from home, but he messaged me and said no... the nerve...I may call out anyways", Iris began.

"Well, if you feel that bad, I say go for it, you can work from home and he can deal, it is his fault you did it anyhow...I am glad you used protection though...", Claire said looking at Iris with a satisfied look.

"He demanded it...so to speak", Iris said and frowned.

"How very curious indeed", Claire said.

Claire seemed preoccupied and went up to her room for the evening. Iris laid there reminiscing all of last night, the pain, passion and her body throbbed even more. Frustration overpowered her and she put her face into a pillow.

"FUCKKK ...... you hard ass gorgeous ....", she began to grumble.

He could not leave her thoughts. Frustrated and smitten she glared at her phone. Hoping for a message...even a simple one...but silence.

Upstairs Claire giggled and spent the evening texting Clive. Enjoying his words she could not help but smile. She did not regret her choice at all to meet him. Burt her mind started to wander of other things. She had to hesitate her words in texting Clive. It would be in poor taste if she came out and said she wanted to be straddling him...and who said that would have even been what he desired.

Clive was enjoying her responses as well. Sprawled out on his sofa he covered it entirely. Amongst the texts with Claire, he got a call from Tsunami. He looked at it and quickly hit ignore.

"Sorry Tsunami your services are no longer needed", he said aloud.

Both enjoyed the evening and the joy of the intrigue. Still too scared to admit their feelings, they let their texts speak for them.