Story: The Bonuses, Part 10

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Now that Reagan had sucked the cock of Mr Riggs, she couldn’t wait to do it again – and do more.  She wanted to kiss him, and be held by him and – yes, even offer up her cunt to him.  She wanted to *belong* to him, in a way that drove her mad. 

She was so eager that the next day, at school, she visited him in the guidance counsellor’s office.  But the reception she received was not what she was expecting. 

“Can I help you?” asked Mr Riggs.  He was sitting at his desk, typing something, and he didn’t look up from the computer screen as Reagan entered. 

Reagan closed the office door behind her.  “I was just… thinking about last night,” she said. 

“And did something happen last night that is relevant to my work as a guidance counsellor?” asked Mr Riggs.  His tone was cold. 

“No…” said Reagan.  “I just… I keep thinking about it…” 

“Do your thoughts make you unhappy, Reagan?” asked Mr Riggs. 

“No!” said Reagan immediately.  “They’re good.  I just… I thought… “ 

“If you don’t require my services as a guidance counsellor, Reagan, then I’m going to have to ask you to leave my office,” said Mr Riggs.  “I’m sure your private life has nothing to do with your teachers at this school – just as I don’t fraternise with *schoolgirls* after hours myself.” 

“Oh,” said Reagan, confused.  “I just…” 

“The door is over there, Reagan,” said Mr Riggs, in a flat voice. 

Frustrated, and upset, Reagan retreated. 

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Mr Riggs wasn’t at the club that night.  Reagan looked for him, but his usual chair was empty. 

There was a bonus request from someone who wanted Reagan to flash him her tits, and let him grope them, but she turned it down.  All she wanted was to serve Mr Riggs again.  She had thought that her blowjob would open the door to a new level of their relationship – but he was treating her as if he wanted nothing more to do with her.   

That couldn’t be right, surely?  She cast her mind back to the night she had completed his bonus, and even in her memories she could find nothing but warmth, affection and approval in the way he had treated her. 

Bunny was seeing her boyfriend that night, so Reagan rang Alexia, from her dance classes, and asked if she wanted to come over for some fun.  Alexia agreed, eagerly, and so later that night Reagan ended up fucking the pretty teenaged redhead with a passion and force that she hadn’t previously shown her dance-class companion – all of it silent, to avoid waking Reagan’s father – and (with Alexia’s enthusiastic permission) she set her phone to film it, knowing that Mr Riggs could see her phone, hoping that he would watch her lesbian performance and be reminded of what he was missing. 

Afterwards, they lay in bed together, Alexia’s head resting on Reagan’s breasts, Alexia’s knee between Reagan’s legs. 

“Are we… girlfriends?” asked Alexia. 

“I don’t know,” replied Reagan.  She stroked Alexia’s soft red hair.  “Do you want to be?” 

“I think so,” said Alexia.  “You’re so pretty.  And so hot.  And I can tell you my fantasies – like fucking a girl while a man watches – and you’re not grossed out by them.” 

She looked up at Reagan’s face.  “And I keep thinking about when that man called us ‘dyke sluts’ – and it should be embarrassing, and it is – but it was so hot.  It felt right.  Like, not just that I fuck girls, but that people should call me names because of it.  Is that weird?” 

It was weird, Reagan knew – but it was a weirdness she shared. 

“No,” said Reagan.  “It felt… sexy, didn’t it?” 

“Mmmm,” said Alexia, and she squirmed, and licked Regan’s nipple with her tongue. 

“What about Preston?” Reagan asked.  Alexia had spoken of her sometime-boyfriend less and less often recently. 

Alexia shrugged.  “I think he’s bored of me,” she said.  “Or maybe I’m bored of him.  I thought of asking you if you wanted to fuck me while he watched, but then I felt like… I don’t know.  Like I didn’t want to share you with him.” 

Reagan blushed.  “That’s sweet,” she said.  “But I share *you* with Mr Riggs.  Or at least the videos of us.  You know that.” 

Alexia giggled.  “Your Mr Riggs is a *man*,” she said.  “Preston’s just a boy.” 

“You’ve never met Mr Riggs!” said Reagan indignantly. 

“I hear how you talk about him,” said Alexia.  “I don’t know, maybe it’s just that I *haven’t* met him, or just that I’ve always known that he had a piece of your heart, but I don’t mind sharing you with *him*.” 

“And you know that I… fuck other girls,” said Reagan, cautiously.  “Bunny, from work…” 

“Girls don’t count,” giggled Alexia.  “I’m sorry, I know that’s silly, that a girl could win your heart just as much as a man, but somehow it doesn’t bother me.” 

“And I do things at the club – strip, and dance, and let men touch me,” Reagan continued. 

“You don’t even know their names,” said Alexia.  “And they pay you.  And besides, Mr Riggs approves of it, so it’s kind of like you’re just doing it with him.” 

Reagan had never quite thought of it that way before – but it made her feel warm to do so now.  Mr Riggs had introduced her to the club.  And he *did* approve of her taking bonuses.  So in a way, every time she behaved like a slut for money at the club, it was like she was doing it for him…. 

“I’d be okay just being… you know, ‘dyke sluts’ with you,” said Reagan, blushing.  “But being your girlfriend could be nice, too.  Except… I don’t think I could do it unless Mr Riggs said it was okay.” 

“So ask him,” said Alexia. 

Reagan hesitated.  How could she explain to Alexia the strange space she was in, where Mr Riggs had been so warm with her, and then so cold? 

But it was an excuse to contact Mr Riggs, to get an answer from him.  He couldn’t object to that, surely. 

She picked up her phone, and typed a message to Mr Riggs. 

“Sir, Alexia would like to be my girlfriend.  Am I allowed to be girlfriends with Alexia?” 

There was no immediate reply. 

Reagan felt a sudden catch in her throat.  She had been so certain Mr Riggs would respond, to a question like this.   

Had he misunderstood?  Did he think she was breaking up with him – leaving him to be dyke sluts with Alexia?   She wanted to pick up the phone again, and clarify, but she also knew that if her first message had displeased him, sending more was only going to make it worse. 

She mewled in distress.  Alexia nibbled consolingly at her nipple, and pressed her knee hard against Reagan’s cunt in a way that felt delicious. 

And then, finally, the phone beeped. 

It was a reply from Mr Riggs. 

“Reagan, any control I have over you is because you consent to that control.  And to that extent, you may fuck who you want to fuck without needing my permission. 

Alexia is a pretty girl and I enjoy watching you fuck her. 

But if you want my *blessing* to call her your girlfriend, then bring her with you to the club on Wednesday night.” 

And that was all. 

She showed the message to Alexia. 

“Do you want to…” she asked.  “I mean, this is weird, but…” 

“Of course,” said Alexia immediately.  “But… are *you* okay with this?  I mean, Mr Riggs is *yours*.  I don’t want to get in the way of that.” 

Reagan considered that.  She thought of the possibility that Mr Riggs might think Alexia was prettier than Reagan – that he might want to fuck Alexia, and have her suck his cock. 

The idea gave her a stab of jealousy – but it also, surprisingly, made her wet.  If Mr Riggs didn’t care about her at all, and just wanted to fuck Alexia, then yes, that would be awful.  But if he paid attention to Alexia specifically *because* he wanted Reagan to be jealous – or because he wanted to test whether she would allow him to – or because he wanted to discipline her – then that was something else entirely.  That was a possibility that made her squirm with awkwardness – but it was also one that made her pussy throb.  Because it would be about her.  Because it would be about what Mr Riggs wanted her to do, and what Mr Riggs wanted her to feel. 

She thought she could live with that.  In fact, she thought it sounded perversely good. 

And at least she knew, now, when she would see Mr Riggs again. 

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She worked at  the club Tuesday night.  There was no Mr Riggs, but Alexia wasn’t expecting him now until the following day. 

But she needed to talk to Bunny. 

“So… I’ve been fucking this girl from my dance class, Alexia…” she said shyly, when the two were together in the change rooms. 

“Oh yes?” asked Bunny, smiling and raising an eyebrow. 

“And.. she kind of wants to be my girlfriend,” said Reagan. 

Bunny laughed.  “And what does Mr Riggs say about this?” she asked. 

Reagan blushed.  “He says it’s okay.  But he wants to meet her tomorrow.  I’m bringing her to the club.” 

“I bet he wants to meet her,” grinned Bunny.  “Not worried about the competition?” 

“No,” said Reagan.  “I mean… if he likes her, that’s okay.”  She paused.  “But… are you okay with it?” 

“With Mr Riggs meeting your girlfriend?” asked Bunny. 

“No, with me *having* a girlfriend,” said Reagan, feeling shy. 

Bunny paused, and reached out and touched Reagan’s chin.  “Reagan, sweetie, are you falling in love with me?” 

“No!” said Reagan, quickly.  “I mean, I like you, but….” 

“Then it’s all right,” said Bunny.  “We’re friends who fuck.  I’m not your girlfriend, and I’m not threatened by you having a girlfriend.  And I like fucking you – you’re cute – but even if we have to stop, that’s okay.” 

“I don’t think we have to,” said Reagan.   

“Good,” said Bunny, “because you have the best-tasting pussy in this club.”  She laughed.  “Now get to work.” 

And Reagan did.  She had been worried about Bunny’s reaction – and now she knew she had nothing to worry about.  She had a fuck-friend, and a girlfriend, and a man she wanted to serve, and the whole world would be perfect… 

… if only Mr Riggs hadn’t treated her so coldly at school. 

But all she could do was wait for tomorrow – to learn whether Mr Riggs approved of her girlfriend or not…

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