Andy Has Dinner With Carole And Her Friend Jane

Andy and Carole had been getting on well, both in and out of bed. Carole had given him an order to behave himself with regard to other women. He was not used to taking orders, but rather giving them. In his military mind, however, you disobeyed an order at your peril.Carole came around to Andy's house one night. "Andy, darling. I am having my friend around tomorrow night for a few drinks and dinner. Wouldn't you like to join us?""Yes, sure. I would love to," he replied."Do you remember, about six months ago I gave you an order?""Well, you did say something about behaving myself," he replied with a smile."That is correct, and as far as I know, you have been. I have my spies out, you know. You would not disobey an order now, would you?" she said with a smile. "I have to keep an eye on my guy. I don't trust you yet, not with any women. Especially those in uniform," she said wagging her finger."I am having Jane, that's my friend, round. She is a bit miserable at the moment. She has just split from her boyfriend. I think I know why and she only has herself to blame. She is a horny bitch and had too many friends with benefits. She couldn't just be happy with one guy. I thought he was a very nice guy. Maybe he was no good in bed, I do not know. Maybe it was like fucking a bedpost, who knows.""You are in the wrong job," answered Andy. "You should be in the army. You are very good at giving orders and automatically expecting them to be obeyed. Anyway, I was not one of her friends with benefits, I can assure you.""Good, I am glad to hear that and I believe you as well," she added. "So you are coming then?" she asked smiling."Yes, of course, I am coming, my love. I certainly would not miss a lovely dinner cooked by you. Also, I get to spend an entire evening with you."Andy went around to Carole's house the next day. He saw she was in the kitchen, looking like her lovely desirable self."Hello, darling," she said, and give him a passionate kiss."Jane has just phoned and said she will be about half an hour late. If I know her, she is busy with one of her so-called friends. I did say she is a horny bitch. I hope you remember what I once said to you? That being that I can be a very bitchy little lady when my guy is messed around with.""Yes, I remember you saying that. I also remember you saying bahis şirketleri about going out for a hamburger when you have steak at home. One day you will get into your pretty little head, that I don't want a hamburger. I am a very happy man with my lovely steak," he replied. "Anyway, you say that Jane is going to be about half an hour late. So does that mean we have time for a quicky?" he added hopefully."Andrew Miller, do you only think of sex? The answer is yes, we have time, but no, we can't because I could not possibly leave the kitchen at the moment. So, no, we are not going to fuck here and now. This is neither the time nor the place.""Oh, come on, "he replied. "You said that we do have the time and I see nothing wrong with the place. You just bend your lovely body over the work surface, drop your knickers and enjoy.""Listen, Andrew. I said no. What part of no don't you understand?"Andy stepped away and pulled a sulky face."You can stop behaving like a little brat who can't get his own way, as well," she said firmly. "You will behave properly tonight, not like a brat, or I will be a very cross Carole, and you would not want that, would you?"Fifteen minutes later Jane arrived."The 'friend' she had was obviously not very good, she is fifteen minutes early," remarked Carole.Carole gasped as Jane got out of her car and started to come to the house."Look at her. It is a cold evening and she has a thin blouse on, undone to goodness knows where. As for that mini skirt, well, I don't think I have seen a shorter one. The make-up is way overdone as well. She looks like a tart hoping to pick up some guy for a good fuck. It is a pity I told her you were joining us.Andy was thinking to himself, 'yes, I know, talk about sex on legs. She could pick me up in a bar any day. I have promised Carole that I will be the perfect gentleman, though.'"Hello, Jane. This is Andy. Aren't you cold dressed like that? I mean it is a cold evening.""Hello, Carole and Andy. It is good to finally meet you, Andy. We have heard so much about you at work. No, Carole, I am not cold at all."'Probably used to dressing like a tart, no doubt,' thought Carole."Carole tells me you are in the army, Andy. I would love a boyfriend in the army. Have you got any single men there?" she asked.'I am sure you don't think bahis firmaları of the single bit much. A fuck's a fuck to you.' thought Carole."Well, yes we have single men. I don't know if they have girlfriends or not, though. I don't ask about private lives," he replied."What are we having tonight, Carole?" Jane asked."Spaghetti Bolognaise," Carole replied."It smells so good, nothing like I have ever had before," said Andy."Jane, you will have to excuse Andy's cooking. If it does not come as a ready meal that he can put in the microwave, then Andy does not have it. He is like so many men around the house, utterly useless. His culinary expertise is limited to ready meals."They sat down to dinner. Andy remarked how good it tasted, like nothing he had tasted before and far better than the ready meal. All the time, throughout the meal, Jane was smiling and fluttering her eyelashes at Andy, as though trying to give him the come on, and a 'please come and taste me.'After dinner, they all went through to the lounge to have coffee and relax. Carole went to make the coffee, while Andy and Jane talked. They did not know, but Carole could hear everything that was said."Andy, tell me are you happy with Carole? Don't you find her a bit boring and bossy? Wouldn't you like a real woman?" asked Jane, as she opened her legs very wide."Yes, I am very happy with Carole, a more caring, loving and kind woman would be hard to find. To really put the cherry on the cake, she is beautiful as well. As for being a real woman, believe me, she is.""That is not what we hear at work. We hear that you are a lovely man, who knows nothing about cooking and gardening and has to be told not to try and chat up other women.""Well, the cooking and gardening bit is true. As for chatting up other women, that is just Carole being overprotective about, as she likes to put it, her guy. To be honest, I am not interested in any other women as I have the lovely desirable Carole. I am very happy indeed."At that moment Carole came back with the tray of coffee and some cake."Have you two talked nicely or were you both sitting with a mouth full of teeth?" Carole asked smiling."We found plenty to talk about, so no, we have not been, as you put it, sitting here with a mouth full of teeth," replied Andy smiling.Soon after the coffee, kaçak bahis siteleri Jane said she had to leave."I must go now Carole, but I have had a wonderful time. You are very lucky to have a guy like Andy. Andy, please don't forget about what I said or rather asked, that being if you have any single men at your place?""I will not, I promise you," he replied.They went back inside and Carole spoke to Andy."So I am boring, bossy and you are henpecked. Add to that I am not a real woman. What do you have to say about that, Andrew Miller?"Andy knew that when Carole used his full name she was not happy about something or that he was in trouble."I did not say that," he replied."No, but that tart did. I could hear everything that was said when I was in the kitchen making coffee.""So you would have heard my answer as well then?" he asked."Yes, I did. Did you really mean all you said, or are you not just after a cheap hamburger? To be honest, Jane is a very cheap hamburger as well.""Something you won't have heard was Jane opening her legs very wide, as if to say 'come and fuck me, I am waiting.' As you said her skirt was very short, so it didn't leave much to my imagination. Just to answer your question, yes, I meant everything I said.""The tart," said Carole. "Well, I did say that I can be a very bitchy little lady when my guy is messed around with. Just wait until I get my claws into that little bitch, she will be sorry. You showed me tonight, Andy, that you really want to be with me. Also, I had no reason at all to become a cross Carole. Added to that, I see you don't want a bit on the side. In other words, to have steak at home as well as go out for a hamburger. Now I am going to be the bossy Carole that apparently I am. Private James is giving Sergeant Miller an order. You will spend the night here or do I have to get my handcuffs and whip out?Andy laughed. "That is a new one as well. A Private giving a Sergeant an order. As for a set of handcuffs and whip, well you have not got anything like that.""Haven't I? Carole asked. "Wait here a minute."She went off and came back dangling a set of fluffy handcuffs."Okay, you have," said a shocked Andy."Yes, I have and more things as well," she replied. "Now, when I said you will behave tonight, I was referring to all night and not just when the tart was here. I think that my handcuffs are going to come in useful," she said as she snapped them on Andy. "Right, that will help. Now come with me, Andrew Miller."They arrived at the bathroom and Andy was told to enter.