The next day at lunch I was dreamy.
"You spent the night?" asked Charlene.
I nodded.
"It went well?" asked Danielle.
I nodded again.
"Did you... go all the way?" she blurted.
"No!" I responded quickly, "We just slept together," then I thought back on the night and said in a dreamy way, "He's dreamy for doing that with," and I said no more, I was thinking again about how warm and fuzzy it had been.
I looked at Bell. She was sitting quietly and just eating.
"Bell, have you seen him alone yet?" I asked.
She said nothing, and kept eating.
"How are you going to get rid of that collar?" I insisted.
She looked up, "I'll live with it."
"No!" I said, "That's not being fair to you! Are you going to die an old maid? How are you going to explain it to a real boyfriend? You have to see him."
I thought for just a moment, then said to Charlene and Danielle, "Girls..." they understood what I meant.
"Bell, this is for your own good," I slowly reached up to her choker. She brushed off my hands the first time. I reached again. This time Charlene and Danielle put their hands on her's and gently held them down on the table. Bell resigned herself to her fate as I pressed her choker three times. A minute later her phone rang. She answered.
"I want to see you... tonight," she said.
"I'll give up my slot," said Danielle.
"Danielle's with me. She says she'll give up her slot," Bell repeated into the phone. She waited for a reply, nodded, and hung up.
"It's on," she announced. There was concern in her voice.
"You'll have a good time," I said, "And you're a step closer to losing the collar." Charlene and Danielle patted her arms reassuringly.
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The next day the three of us could hardly wait for the lunch time report.
Bell looked relaxed as she opened her sandwich.
"Well?" Danielle couldn't wait any longer.
"We talked," Bell answered.
"Talked?"
"We talked a lot," she said, "That wasn't all we did, but it was mostly what we did. He tied me up with my clothes on when I got there, and sat me on the couch. He sat beside me and we talked," she added, "I was helpless, there wasn't much else for me to do."
"What did you talk about?" I asked.
"Oh... all sorts of things... history, philosophy, science."
"Gag!" said Charlene. Bell looked sharply at her.
"Gag for you, but refreshing for me. It's not often I find someone who likes these topics in the same way I do."
"So you had a good time?"
She smiled, "He was great with his hands, too. He touched me a lot as we talked. He made points by touching my hair, my face, my tummy, other places... made points both ways.
"After an hour or so, we took a break. He untied me and stripped me. I walked the walk, and then I prepared us a meal. We ate that together, both naked, and after we cleaned up he tied me naked."
"Sounds real strange," said Danielle.
"It gets a bit less strange. He took me to the bedroom then and I was helpless again. This time we didn't talk much. Instead he got out some fragrant oil and started rubbing me all over. ...Did I already say he had good hands? I was getting so turned on!"
"Did he jump you then?" asked Charlene.
Bell smiled, "No. He sensed I wasn't ready for that. He touched but he didn't smother me or hump me. As I realized that wasn't going to happen it got most... relaxing. Then he got tired and untied me, and he rested."
"And you..." I asked.
"I touched him back for a while, then I cuddled and we both slept," she got dreamy looking as she thought back on that.
"Sounds like it went well," I said.
She kept her dreamy smile, "Much better than I expected."
We were all so happy for her. We each got up and gave her a quick kiss.