My House, My Rules (14 page)

“Wow,” she said. “This is some list. If I have to start taking care of all this tomorrow, then maybe we should take advantage of being alone right now.” She kissed him and smiled.

“I could be talked into that,” he said, returning her kiss with fervor. “But we only have an hour.” He took her hand and started to lead her to the stairs.

“No need to waste time going all the way up there.” Alex said as her fingers worked the button of his jeans. “We're all alone, remember?”

“Aren't you getting plucky?” he asked brushing over her nipples with his thumbs through her thin t-shirt before lifting it over her head.

“I have this new guy that's encouraging me to take charge of my life. He's very bossy.” She rolled her head back as he grazed a tingly path from her ear to her breast.

“Good,” he said leaning back on the table. “Some people need a little bossy in their lives. Show me how good you are at doing as you're told. Take off your clothes.”

She flinched slightly but did as he asked. Slowly removing each piece of clothing until she was standing in nothing but a pair of lace panties. “You like?” she asked.

“Very much,” he said approvingly. “Leave them on.” He again ran his thumbs across her peaked nipples, smiling as she shivered in pleasure.

“Aren't you going to take off your clothes?” she asked, pulling him towards her.

“Oh, yeah,” he said with a chuckle as her greedy gaze followed his every move.

“You know, I think I'm going to like the fact you work from home,” she said, running a finger down his taut body.

“Bend over the arm of the sofa,” he said.

“You're going to spank me again?” she asked, a little surprised.

“Bend over, Alex,” he said. Those were the most adorable panties he'd ever seen. They were low-cut, tight lacy shorts. He could see every shaved inch of her pussy through the sheer material. “You look beautiful. I want to see them from the back.”

Alex lay over the sofa as seductively as she could, hoping the view from the back was enticing.

Jay thought so. He ran his hand over the stretchy lace that disappeared between her well-formed cheeks. He bent down to kiss the generous amount of flesh that peaked out. There were still faint prints from the earlier short spanking.

“Don't wanna rush you there, cowboy. Really, I don't…” Alex said. “But time's ticking.”

“Smart ass,” Jay said with an accompanying hard slap. He did move it along though and deftly peeled the lacy booty shorts down and dropped them on the ground. He nudged her legs apart and drove into her. A guttural moan escaped from both of them as her wet lips folded around him.

* * *

“No homework,” Aaron said happily.

“Me neither,” Thom said. “So, can we go to the park?”

“I don't see why not,” Jay said. “If it's okay with your mom.”

“Fine by me,” she said.

“You coming?”

“Nah,” she said. “I might start on the list.”

“Good idea,” Jay said proudly.

“You staying for dinner?” she asked hopefully.

“That'd be nice,” Jay said with a smile as he herded the boys to the garage to get their bikes.

Excited high-pitched voices along with Jay's deeper one petered out as they all rode bikes towards the park. Alex picked up the long list. “Laundry,” she read out loud. “Guess that's somewhere to start.” She went into the laundry room to take care of that task, bundling enough of the clothes off the floor for a load. When she opened the washer's lid she found there was still a load inside. By the smell of it, a load that should have been put in the drier a while ago. With some colorful language, she dropped what would have been a new load, added more soap, and slammed the lid shut, starting it again before wandering back into the kitchen to see what was next on the list. Well, I'm not washing floors at this time of the day, she thought. That was a morning task. Not much point folding laundry when there was going to be more soon. She'd do them all together. The oven? Nope, she'd have to cook with it soon. She could vacuum but what was the point when she had to fold the laundry when it was finished? There'd be bits of drier fluff on the floor after she folded the clothes. She'd have to do it again anyway.

She went to go upstairs to make the beds and clean the bathrooms when her computer buzzed, alerting her to an email. It was a Facebook notification. Jay and the kids would be a while, she thought. They'd only just left, really. She could spend a few minutes on her farm, just repaying her neighbors. She should put some dinner on, but it was early. She tried to ignore it, but the red writing at the bottom of the list was staring at her glaringly. NO FACEBOOK AT ALL BEFORE CHORES. She sighed and tapped the paper on the table while she mulled over her options.

After thinking about it for a few minutes, Alex folded the list and put it in her pocket. She only said she MIGHT start on the list. Jay had said to start the next day.

Alex looked up sharply when she heard voices at the side of the house. Damn! She looked at the clock at the top of her screen. How the hell had it gotten to five-thirty, and she hadn't even noticed? There was no way she was going to get dinner cooked early enough now. The kids had school the next day. She should have planned something that wouldn't take as much time as a whole chicken. Sandwiches? Way to look organized, Alex, she thought.

“Hi!” she said to her three boys as they came panting through the door, all smiles.

“Hi, yourself,” Jay said, bending to kiss her.

“Um, there's a small problem with dinner,” Alex said with a wince.

Jay glanced at the laptop that was sitting next to Alex on the sofa. “Oh? What's that?”

“Boys go and get showered and put on your pajamas,” she said.

“But it's not even dinner yet,” Aaron whined.

“If you do it now you'll have time for a half hour of television before bed,” Alex said.

Both boys took off upstairs, obviously happy with the time trade off.

“You were saying about dinner?” Jay asked.

“I kind of lost track of the time,” Alex said quietly.

“That's okay. How did you go with the list?” he asked.

“I didn't
have
to start the list today,” Alex said a little defensively. “I thought I might start today, but it was a bit late.”

“Okay,” Jay said. “I'll accept that. For today.”

Alex let out a breath that she didn't know she'd been holding. “Now there's just dinner to worry about. I was going to cook a chicken.”

“We could cut it up and do something quicker with it.”

“Yeah, let's do that,” she said with a smile.

“I can put it on the grill,” he said.

“Even better,” she said happily.

* * *

“They went to sleep quickly tonight?” Alex said.

“First day of school and then the park,” Jay said. “They flaked.”

“I did start the list,” Alex said out of the blue.

“I believe you,” Jay said.

“I know, I just wanted you to know that I did start.”

“I'm happy to leave this until tomorrow, Alex,” Jay said. He was. Sitting there with his girl in his arms was pleasant, and he wanted it to stay that way.

“Well, I was going to start, but there were reasons…”

“Alex, just start the list tomorrow, and we'll be good.”

“I will,” she said.

“And ring the bank.”

“I will.”

“Stay off Facebook until you've done your chores,” Jay said pointedly. He looked at Alex who had skipped a beat this time before her answer.

“I will,” she said to the raised eyebrow, with a nervous giggle. “You knew I got caught up playing, didn't you?”

“Uh huh.”

“You're not mad?”

“Nope, not tonight. You had me on a technicality, but we
are
starting tomorrow.”

“I know,” she said. “I'll be ready.”

“Good girl,” he said, drawing her in for a kiss.

Chapter Nine

Alex stomped into the house with a face like thunder. Everything had gone wrong in the last twelve or so hours. She hadn't gotten much sleep because she wasn't a tummy sleeper and her bottom hurt. The boys had argued with her about everything this morning. Then, she'd gotten every red light on the way home. Thankfully, her ass was only vaguely sore this morning.

Her appointment at the bank weeks ago had seemed to go well at the time, but she was sick of the whole arrangement. Jay was the only reason she was still in this thing. Well, that wasn't exactly the truth. She'd fallen for Jay hard,
that
was the truth. But things were better, and that's why she still wanted to do things Jay's way. Just not every day. Well, not this day. Damn it to hell, she was sick of not being able to spend money on whatever she wanted, and she was
really
sick of cleaning every single day. It just got messed up again anyway. She'd stuck to that damn list for weeks! Done everything she was supposed to. Mostly. So, she'd slipped a little in the last week, but there was no need for Jay to spank her last night like he had. “Just a warning, my ass,” she grumbled to herself. Well, she deserved a day off, and she was going to have one. Let Jay do his worst, she didn't care.

She pushed the breakfast dishes out of the way, plopped her laptop on the table and turned it on, going to get herself some coffee while it booted. She hadn't had breakfast yet, so she grabbed a box of cookies to go with her coffee.

After clicking on a few new photos and making a couple of comments, Alex went to click on her farm, but a niggle of guilt made her hesitate. Fuck you, Jay, get out of my head, she thought. She hovered over a new game. If she had a look, it wouldn't be that bad. When the game opened, she smiled. Cute. Candy everywhere. A lot like other games she'd played, but she liked the look of the game board layout. The first game was easy. Dead easy. And quick. By the time she got to level twenty-five though, it started to get harder. Much harder. As her last life dwindled away she sighed with irritation. Decision-making time. She'd wasted the whole morning, and now she had to decide before Jay came over for lunch. Buy some new lives and keep playing which Jay would
not
approve of or clean up. How brave was she?

“Hi!” Jay called from the back door.

Damn, he'd jumped the fence again, and he was early. Looked like there was a third choice, and she had no option but to take it. She was going to have to brave it out and hope the man had brought his sense of humor with him. Jay's sudden presence had drained the anger right out of her, replaced instead by a feeling of dread. As the door slid open, she slammed her laptop shut, wishing she'd had a chance to close the game and delete the history.

“Hi,” she said, a little more grumpily than she intended. “You're early.”

Jay said nothing as he took in the state of the kitchen. “Which of the rules, honey, was written in big red writing?”

Alex stuck her chin out defiantly. “I, I'm having a day off,” she said as firmly as she could.

“Oh?” Jay said. “From?”

“You know. This, well, this arrangement,” Alex said.

“Us?”

“No. Not us. Just this. You know, the list, the cleaning.”

“The doing as you’re told.”

“Yeah,” she said. “Just for one day I'm doing what I want.”

“It doesn't work that way,” Jay said.

“Just today!” Alex whined, sounding more like Aaron than a grown woman and a mother.

“No.”

Alex sighed. “Why not?” she persisted.

“Because it's not what we agreed on, and it won't help.”

“It might help me!”

“Sure. Then whenever something doesn't appeal to you, you can just take the day off and not worry about the rules. We agreed on the rules, and we agreed on the consequences.”

Alex frowned. “Hmpf,” she said folding her arms. Her bravado was slipping, but she couldn't shake the bad mood. “Okay, then I'll clean!”

“Yes, you will, after your spanking.”

“I don't want a spanking. I said I'd do it!” she said, pulling her hand up to her chest so Jay couldn't grab it.

“Too late,” he said. Ignoring the hand she was clutching to her chest, he deftly undid her jeans and pulled them down.

“Jay, I'm sorry!” she said.

“Good,” he said. “You're still getting spanked.” He undid the buttons on her blouse and slipped it off her shoulders.

“Please?” she said, suddenly full of sweetness and pouts.

“Turn around,” he said. “Naughty girl.” He unclasped her bra and peeled it from her dropping it on the floor with the rest of her clothes.

“Can't you take them off when I'm over your knee?” she asked, desperately clinging to her panties when Jay went to take them down.

“No. Hands off.”

“Please!” Alex begged. “It's embarrassing.”

Jay slapped her hands off and stripped the last item from her body.

Alex clasped her hands over her sex as the color crept up her neck and flooded her face.

“Go and get the spoon,” he said.

“Not the spoon!” she said. She'd been mortified when Jay had gifted her with an identical spoon to the one in his kitchen. Not to mention the bath brush. Some girls got flowers and chocolates. She got implements to torture her ass.

“I won't tell you again.”

Alex walked over to the top drawer of the kitchen cabinet where she kept her cooking utensils and took out the spoon. When it was finally cool enough to light the fire, this thing was going to fall in, she thought. Stupid spoon. When she got back to the table, Jay had the computer open and facing her. The game she'd been playing still on the screen.

“Now, go upstairs and get the bath brush,” he said.

Damn, he must be able to read her mind. She dragged her feet up the stairs to collect the next item, less worried about her naked pussy now and more worried about her ass.

* * *

By the time she got back downstairs, bath brush in hand, Jay was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Alex's eyes filled with tears. This was going to hurt, and she wished now she'd just got up and cleaned the house like she was supposed to. She wished that she was leading Jay up the stairs to her bedroom, instead of him turning her over his knee. She stood at the bottom of the stairs with her lip wobbling like a five-year-old.