Tricia coyly leaned on Rick's counter, staring at him and allowing him to drink in her lusty red eyes.
"I hope you don't mind me saying so," Rick said with surprise. "But you look damn sexy."
"Why Rick," Tricia said in a playful tone. "You act as if I look different than usual."
"With that outfit, you sure do!" Rick said. He wasn't hiding his excitement very well. "And there's something else. But I can't put my finger on it."
Tricia figured he was having a hard time being convinced of the fact that she had always been a cow-girl. Their close relationship might be giving the remote's Acceptance setting a little trouble. "Maybe I'll help you out," Tricia answered. "But first tell me, does the prospect of seeing me tonight dressed like this in a more intimate setting...exciting enough for you?"
Rick gulped. "Look, I didn't totally mean everything I said. I just...well...damn Trish, I really want you back." He wouldn't stop scanning her body. She watched his eyes fly up and down her figure. The fact that he had so easily come around like this made her that much more anxious to get payback. "I'm off work in an hour. My place or yours?"
"Mine. I'll give you an extra hour to get ready, but don't keep me waiting any longer." Tricia didn't wait for a reply before turning around. As she swayed her hips to show off her twirling cow tail with its tiny studded bracelet, she knew he was going to be on time. Maybe even early.
Back home, Tricia programmed a special surprise for Rick in her remote. Then she set about getting her place ready for him. She zapped herself up some fun little toys and set up candles in her bedroom. She wanted the light dim for two reasons; one to lull Rick into a more sensual mood, and the other for making it hard for him to notice where she had placed the remote. She positioned it on her dresser between two picture frames, aimed straight at the bed. All she had to do was activate the timer and make sure Rick was in the line of fire.
Rick arrived right on time. Tricia opened the front door to discover he hadn't changed anything. Her sensitive nose could tell he had showered, though, and put on some cheap cologne. Typical Rick.
"Did I mention how much I missed you?" Rick asked after stepping inside. He gripped her furry shoulders and planted a kiss on her cheek. One of his hands began stroking her left horn. "Love the nose ring, by the way."
Trish had created a gold nose ring to match her earrings just minutes before Rick arrived. She figured that was the one missing piece to her outfit.
"I've got a few more surprises in the bedroom," Tricia whispered into his ear. Rick grinned broadly and placed a hand on her back, gently nudging her forward.
"Shall we?" he said. Tricia allowed him to lead her to her bedroom. Once the door was closed, Rick wasted no time in unbuckling his belt.
"Waaaait," Tricia said enticingly. With her hands she clung to his, still gripping his pants around his waist. "Turn around as you do that."
"What for?" Rick gave her an oblivious grin.
"You'll find out. Just turn. Around."
"Whatever you say, miss," Rick joked. He turned his back on her and proceeded to remove his pants. Tricia snuck over to her dresser and pressed the Play button on the remote. It had a two-minute timer set to zap Rick when they were in position.
Tricia then grabbed a collar which she had prepared. It was black leather and studded like hers, but instead of a bell there was a leather strap leading off the front. It was feet long and ended in a climbing hook. Rick, now bare naked, turned around and saw what Tricia was offering.
"Now that's what I'm talkin' about," he said as he took the collar and buckled it around his neck. Meanwhile, Tricia gave him a little show by removing her purple top, revealing the black bra that was almost invisible against her fur in the dim light. She slowly slid out of her skirt and then grabbed his leash. She pulled him close.
"Ready?"
"Oh yeah," he breathed.
Tricia led him via leash onto her bed. She then strung the leash around one of the wooden bars at the head of the bed frame and hooked the end of it onto her right wrist, effectively confining both of them to the mattress. She stood on her knees, presenting her panties to him for removal. Rick laid down on his back and she carefully crawled onto him, almost sitting on his chest. With trembling hands, he removed the black undergarment and slid it halfway down her legs. Tricia took care of the rest and moved herself closer to his alert member. She couldn't remember the last time he had gotten an erection so fast with her. Clearly he no longer found her boring. How right he was. All she had to do was distract him for twenty more seconds...maybe thirty.
She knew she was going to have to go through with the encounter. Surprisingly she didn't really care. They'd had sex a few times and she was familiar with his behavior. This was going to be easy.
As she slid onto him she recalled how surprised she had been the first time, when she discovered Little Rick wasn't much of a performer. Even now he hardly felt like a sizable fit for her. She blamed part of his "not exciting enough" complaint on the fact that it took her forever to get aroused by his pathetic attempts at sex. Rick was heavy into the performance, but inexperienced. He knew nothing about how to turn Tricia on, expecting the sex to do all the work.
But Tricia knew how to turn herself on, and at the moment the knowledge that Rick was helpless against the experience she had in store for him was enough to get the juices pumping. She also enjoyed being the physically dominant one, arched across his body. She was so into it now she almost forgot how much time had passed. Quickly, she had to move to make sure Rick got caught in the blast. He was so into his own pleasure she knew he'd be completely oblivious...
A flash briefly interrupted the soft flicker of candlelight. Rick didn't seem to notice. His eyes were closed tight and he was giving off heavy grunts. Tricia continued to ride him as the expectation of oncoming change brought her closer to climax.