Edward yelled from the bottom of the stairs, "Come on, LeeAnn, we have to go; the Uber is waiting."
The Annual Roosevelt Hospital Gala is tonight, February 13th, Valentine's Day Eve. It was an important night. Each year the hospital raises millions of dollars from this Gala for research and needed equipment. Edward and I have been going every year for over ten years.
It is great fun, and we do a lot of good. Everyone is 'Dressed to the Nines,' but always with a Valentine's theme. People will dress in every type of costume, all red and black, from Tuxedo and ball gowns to jeans and spandex. Who knows who will come dressed like Devils, Cupids, or Temptress like me?
"Coming darling, give me just a minute."
I finished putting in my ruby red ear studs that Edward bought me on our third anniversary. I grabbed my red satin cape and slipped into my five-inch patent leather stilettos. I was ready for whatever might happen tonight.
Edward gasped as I stepped off the bottom step, "Oh My God, LeeAnn, you look ravishing. I have a mind to walk you right back upstairs, strip you naked, and fuck you all night!" He smiled.
I scowled at him, "Well, Edward, that can't happen since you bargained me into the Valentine's Date Night Auction! Once the night ends, I hope you're not sorry for what you have done."
"My God, you will raise thousands of dollars tonight. I will be happy about that, but I'm sad you are going on a date tomorrow night with another man!" Edward had a strange look on his face.
"Why does it have to be a man?" I teased, "What if a woman puts in the highest bid?"
"Uh… I hadn't thought of that. Would you go?" A curious look appeared on his face.
"Of course, I would go; why wouldn't I? The Lady would have bought me for a Date, and that's what she would get! Is that a problem for you?"
"Well, I guess it would be OK if you went out with a woman."
We walked out to the Uber, holding hands. Edward opened the door for me; we got in and went to the Gala.
I didn't let him off that easy. Edward had put me on the auction block against my strong protests, so I was getting my money's worth, making him squirm all night.
"So, what are you saying? You would be more comfortable with me dating a man than a woman?" Surprised by his concern.
"Well, yes, actually, I would be! He admitted with an odd look on his face.
"Why? I would think you would want the opposite and would feel more comfortable with me dating a woman. That way, your masculinity wouldn't be threatened, like it is now. Are you worried something will happen with a man or woman on the Date?" I asked, wondering what was in his head.
"No, I don't expect anything to happen on your Date. I was just thinking!"
"Well then, what were you thinking?"
"Oh, nothing,"
"No, No, No, you started this discussion, so answer me!"
"Well, you have not been with a girl in many years. I know you liked fucking women when you were younger, and I thought if a woman bought you for a Date, she probably would want to fuck you, and I am sure you would like that."
"So, you think I would let her?" I asked, looking at Edward. "You think that little of me that I would do that to you, well, really to us?" I snapped at him, pissed at his thinking.
"I'm sorry, I have been thinking a lot about your impending Date. I am unhappy that I convinced you to be a Date in the auction, and it was not a good idea," Edward conceded.
"Well, damnit, Edward, I tried for weeks to get you to stop pushing me, but NO, you kept pushing and pushing me. I committed to doing it, so I am going through with it. I have no idea what will happen on the Date, but whatever it does, I want you to know that you pushed me into it. Good or bad, Edward Jensen will just have to fucking deal with it. It's a damn good thing that my sweet ass will raise a lot of fucking money for our sacrifice. I hope you will be happy!"
Edward sat concerned about what he heard and LeeAnn's attitude. He trusted LeeAnn completely, so he was just being silly about all of this.
"OK, let's not talk about it anymore and just have fun tonight. The food and entertainment will be top-notch, and we will have a lot of friends that will be there. I promise they will all be shocked when they see you, though!" Edward smiled.
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The Uber pulled up to the Civic Center.
Edward opened the door. As I started to get out, I looked up at Edward and spread my legs showing him my bare, freshly waxed pussy, wet from our conversation. I looked him in the eye, and he gasped, "My God, LeeAnn, you are an evil woman."
"Just getting ready for my date tomorrow night," I said, teasing Edward badly.
I slid out of the car, and Edward pulled me to him, kissing me hard. "Sorry about all the worried talk!"
As we walked through the entrance, I was getting a lot of looks from most of the men and many of the women. They whispered under their breath, dazzled by my sexy attire.
When Edward talked me into being a Date Night item, I thought about what I would wear tonight. I looked at many costumes online, then at Fredrick's and Victoria's Secret. I decided I was going to be 'elegantly slutty’! I wanted everyone to talk about me, and I wanted to be a wild date advertisement. I tried to shame Edward for badgering me to be an Auction Date. He would pay tonight and again tomorrow night while I was on my Date! He will learn his lesson, and he will not like it at all!
So, what am I wearing or not wearing to be more accurate?
Right off, I am not wearing panties or a bra. I am wearing a very bright red, sexy, lace, see thru dress that is split up the front to about six inches below my pussy. The lace is layered, giving just a hint of what is below. My freshly waxed pussy cannot be seen in front, but in back, you can see the deep crack between my ass cheeks. If I sit down the wrong way or the right way, my pussy is visible. That thought makes me extremely excited.
The dress bodice was the same red lace but a layer thinner. My breasts and nipples could easily be seen peeking out through the delicate lace. I did have a little black lace jacket that helped cover my breasts, making the dress respectable enough to wear tonight. I also wore tightly woven black fishnet stockings with a seam up on the back. To hold them up, I was wearing frilly black lace suspenders. Then add my red patent leather stilettos that made my legs look extra-long. Then for style, I added a red satin cape I could use to tease everyone.
My makeup was both evil and sexy, making me the slut I wanted to be tonight! I hoped I would attract many high bidders with my bold look and attitude. I tried to entice a high bid for the hospital, but most of all, I wanted to torment Edward badly.
As we walked into the Gala, everyone looked at me. I was fucking hot, and everyone knew it. I was sassy and way out of character for me, a normally conservative wife and successful writer of children's books.
Before Edward pressured me, I would never have dressed or acted like this. But now my body tingled with hope for what might happen on my Date. I want to make Edward pay dearly, and I will.
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The Gala went beautifully. As the event moved on and the excitement began to build, everyone got over how I looked in my costume and my sassy attitude. The food was delicious, and the music was great. We danced and had a wonderful time. The hospital pledges poured in, and the total was growing rapidly. We will surely meet our goal or exceed it for this year.
It was finally time for the Auction! All the Date Ladies were requested backstage. I turned to Edward, "Well, I hope you are happy now, but I don't think you will be happy much longer." I turned and strutted away from him. I looked back at Edward; he was frozen in place with a strange look of confusion. I smiled as I walked to the stage.
I decided on the day that Edward pressured me into the foolish Date that I would make him pay for his dominance in a way he will never forget. I wasn't sure how then, but it became clear a few weeks ago while we were making love. We were playing a little game that we started some time ago that turns Edward on.
We play like I am fucking another man, and Edward likes to watch. As the man dominates me, I use a big black dildo and fuck myself. I make Edward sit in a chair on the other side of the room and watch me as I tease him. He is not allowed to touch himself until I permit him. Edward gets very turned on and tells me how much he wants to see me fuck another man. I tease him badly as I fuck my pussy, and his cock grows as hard as steel. I scold him every time he tries to touch his cock. I even bought a cock cage for him, but I could not get him to let me lock him into it!
Edward would beg me to let him cum, but I was in control and wanted him to live out the fantasy that he brought into our lovemaking. It confused me and made me wonder about Edward's intent! I would not let Edward cum until I had cum twice and he had sucked my big black dildo coated with my cum. Then he would cum like a geyser after only two or three strokes, spewing cum all over his chest and belly! I teased him the whole time as I had the big black dildo buried deep in my pussy, cumming all over it.
Once Edward would cum, I made him sleep alone that night! The next day he was so horny we would fuck like animals all day!
Tonight, Edward will start a real cuckold journey, but he doesn't know it yet.
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The auction started. There were twelve Date Ladies up for auction. I was number seven!
A large group of bidders was bidding on Date #4, Mary, a cute young blonde. Her bids got high, to almost $5,000. Then it was down to two bidders. Jacob Ream is a young attorney from a very wealthy family. He is about 30 years old and very handsome. The second bidder was Thomas James, an older gentleman, rich, and a widow. They went at each other, bidding up and up, and finally, Thomas dropped out at a whopping $15,000!
Mary was so excited that she had gone for $15,000, the highest Date ever sold. Mary was happy that Jacob had won her Date.
I looked out, and I saw Edward looking back at me. His face was ash white and showed deep concern. His head was spinning, trying to figure out what my words meant. I did not make eye contact with him and wanted him to suffer trying to figure out what I meant!
The next two Dates went fast, for $5,000, and won $10,000. My God, what bid amount would I bring? Who would buy me?
Then it was my time to step out onto the stage. I primped up and pinched my nipples, making them stand out and poking through my top. I removed the black lace jacket so everyone could see my breasts and nipples.
I was so excited that my pussy was soaking wet, and without panties, my cream was leaking out and running down my thighs. I could also smell my scent rising, so I knew others could smell me.
I draped the cape over my shoulders, taking it in my hands, and swirled it around me as I stepped onto the stage. Once centered and the announcer set me up, I threw open the cape, and there were gasps all over the room. There was instant silence as the first bid of $10,000 was offered."
"Sir, did you bid $10,000?" the auctioneer challenged.
"Yes, I bid $10,000 for the beautiful, tempting Lady.
My God, my pussy gushed. Who was this man?
"I have $10,000, do I have "12,000, $10,000, do I have $12,000?"
That started it. The room was rumbling as the bidding began, and my body shook. Then $15,000, then $20,000, then $30,000.
A hush fell over the room. I looked to see Edward, and he had moved to the back of the room, terrified at what was happening. He knew what he had done and was ashamed that he had forced me to be a sex object that was being bid on like a whore.
Then it happened. A handsome young man moved to the stage, standing just below me, looking into my eyes. My whole body was trembling. He was gorgeous. Black hair, well-tanned, and about 6'2" tall, dressed in a black tuxedo with a red tie and vest. He was my perfect partner.
"$50,000!" came out of his mouth.
The room went completely silent. I heard a noise and looked up as I saw Edward push open the door and stumble out of the room. At this point, I didn't care who this man was.
The auctioneer made one final call, and no one bid. The man had won me for a Date tomorrow night, my God, for $50,000!
Just before the auctioneer pounded his gavel, the man looked at me and turned to the auctioneer. "I will double my bid to $100,000 if the Evil Queen will start her date with me tonight until Sunday noon."
I was shocked. I looked at the man in awe and disbelief. My mind was racing, and my heart was pounding. I couldn't breathe, and my pussy was screaming YES, YES, PLEASE!
Then a beautiful blonde woman joined the man and whispered to him. He looked at her, then at me. She whispered more, then turned his head and kissed him hard. He broke the kiss, looked at me, and smiled.
"Well, Evil Queen, will you be my Date from now until noon on Sunday for $100,000? Or if not, we can have a spectacular date tomorrow night for $50,000. It is your choice. You want to take a minute and think it over, and you can answer me after the bidding for all the dates is over."
I turned and ran from the stage. I had to find Edward.
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As the bidding started, my whole body was shaking. I had seen the first few women bring bids of $5,000 and $10,000, and then one went for $15,000. None of them held a candle to LeeAnn. I knew I had made a monumental mistake and was now paying for it. My heart was pounding. There was a real chance that the little game we had been playing in bed would happen, but I would not be there as a spectator. No, LeeAnn would be in his bed being well fucked, feeling intense pleasure, and I would be home suffering as I should be for making her do this. My God, what a fool I was.
I moved to the back of the room, unable to stay and watch my wife being purchased like a common whore. It was all my fault, and I had to leave to escape this debacle I had created. Fuck, what could I do? NOTHING, the die was cast.
The bidding ended for Date #6. LeeAnn was up next. I was in awe as she swept out on the stage with her red satin cape around her. Then she threw it open, and I almost fainted. My incredible wife looked like a brazen whore. She was about to be sold for sex to the highest bidder and would service her champion satisfying all his desires. My God, what had I done? I couldn't watch and turned to leave.
Then I heard the bidding start and quickly surpassed all the other bidding, $20,000, $30,000, then $50,000. It stopped, and I was frozen. My God, there was a $50,000 bid for my wife, and my body went numb. What would she have to do to justify that bid?
I had to leave. I turned and pushed through the door as I heard another offer, $100,000, but the door closed, and I missed the rest. My emotions exploded, and I ran outside. Tears ran down my cheeks as I asked the valet to get me a taxi or Uber.
I stood completely lost when the car arrived, and I tipped the valet and slumped into the seat.
"Are you OK, sir?"
I closed the door, "Get me out of here as fast as you can!"
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The room was abuzz as the bidding continued. I didn't hear any of it as I frantically looked for Edward.
He was not in the men's room, the lobby, or outside. I finally went to the valet and was told the man I described had come out of the building crying, requesting a taxi. Then the taxi raced off.
I felt bad and was a little worried, but I knew Edward had done this to himself and us.
I knew I could change things, but I was not. I quickly walked back into the building and back to the ballroom, and my friend Karen found me. "My God, LeeAnn, what just happened?
"Karen, this has all gone so wrong. Edward has left me here. I don't know what to do?"
"Edward did this when he made you be a date. He deserves whatever happens!"
I knew she was right, but it worried me that he had left me there. Why had he done that? Did he give up on me and go, thinking I was such a slut I would do anything. I was so confused. I wondered if how I talked to him had given him the impression that I would do whatever I wanted at his expense. I may have been that harsh.
Karen and I walked back into the ballroom, and I found my clutch; it vibrated. I walked back out of the room and pulled out my phone. There was a call with a message and a text from Edward. I read Edward's text.
Edward's text: "I am so sorry I made you do this tonight. You looked so helpless up there being bid on like a whore. I know I did this to you, and I am so sorry. I heard what Thomas Kean bid for you, what he said to you, and the second offer. I don't know what that was, but I did it to you, so it is your choice. I love you, LeeAnn. I know I am responsible for this disaster. What was his second offer for, and what must you do? Please tell me."
I was shocked at what the text said. I knew then I had made Edward suffer far more than I had imagined. Could I go on this Date with this man Thomas Kean? I had heard his name. He was filthy rich, single, and a ladies' man. The money was nothing to him. I was his prize, and he wanted me. The thought of being with him made my body shiver. Was it fair to Edward for me to go with him for an extra night? It was not just a Date. My God, it was a two-night sleepover. Jesus, I knew what that meant. Could I do that to Edward? The hospital could surely use the money, and I was excited at the possibilities of what would happen on the Date with Thomas.
My text: "Edward, I will never do anything you do not approve of. His second offer was for $100,000 for me to leave with him tonight and stay with him until Sunday at noon. You have approved the Date for tomorrow night, but this is all different now. I will be with this man for two days and nights. You know what can happen. I am unsure how I feel about this now, but I am more concerned about your feelings. If you tell me not to go, I will come home tonight and go out with him tomorrow night, and it will be over. Is this what you want? You have to tell me."
I waited. The bidding was over, and Karen came out to get me, and I waved her away and waited.
After ten minutes, my phone buzzed.
Edwards text: "LeeAnn, I love you and know you love me. I goaded you into this, so I deserve what happens. I will be here on Sunday, so you are free to enjoy your Date and do anything you like with Thomas, but please promise that you will be completely open with me, telling me every detail when you return to me. One last thought, think of all the good things the $100,000 will do! I love you. See you Sunday."
My heart was pounding as I read the text for the second time. I slowly turned and saw Karen standing there. I walked back into the ballroom. The music stopped as I passed through the doors, and the room quieted. I saw Thomas Kean standing with the auctioneer and the CEO of the hospital. I walked up to him.
"May we speak in private, please?"
"Why yes, of course."
He took my arm and led me behind the stage, where we found a small dressing room. I closed and locked the door.
"Mr. Kean, I appreciate you bidding so much on me. I am quite shocked, really, and don't quite know what to say. I know your societal position and reputation as a ladies' man. I want to be clear that I am a married woman, and my husband begged me to be a date in the auction. I did this for him. Now you have complicated things greatly. I had agreed to a date, and you have won that. But now you are asking my husband to give me to you for two days. That was not the arrangement."
I stopped, waiting for him to speak.
"Ms. Jensen, I want to apologize for any embarrassment I have caused you or your husband, Edward. It was not my intent. When the bidding began, I wanted to donate money to the hospital and have fun doing it. I like to gamble and take risks. I lost out on two bids before you came out. When you unwrapped that red cape, exposing your incredible body, LeeAnn, I knew I had to win this Date at any cost. Money was no object. I had to go on a date with you. I didn't know if you were married or single. The Date tomorrow was fine, but I had to win it and go out with you. As the bids slowed and it was just the two of us, I went for it and bid $50,000, an unheard-of price, but I would have paid $100,000 to go on the Date with you. Money meant nothing. The hospital will be the beneficiary, and we could have a fun night out, dinner, and dancing."
"Then, as I walked closer to you and saw your beauty, I was overwhelmed and spontaneously blurted out the $100,000 offer without thinking what it meant or what people would think. But once said, there was no taking it back, so I had to make it your decision, and I did not think any further than that."
"I understand if you do not want to do the two-day date, and we can still go out tomorrow, but I promise if you give yourself to me for two days, you will never regret it, and you will have an unbelievable experience."
"My biggest concern is your husband. How will he take this, and will it damage your relationship permanently? I would never want a silly date to cause such a problem, and I could not allow us to make that mistake."
He stopped and handed me the floor.
I was shocked and surprised at the openness and honesty Thomas displayed. I felt comfortable with him. He was handsome, and my body was reacting to him.
"Thomas, may I ask, who was the woman you were talking to by the stage."
"That was Susanne. She is my assistant and sometimes girlfriend."
"What did she say to you?"
"Susanne told me you were married, and your husband had left the room when the bidding got crazy, and then he had left the event. That disturbed me greatly, but I knew what I wanted and went after you. She also told me she could have the jet ready in two hours."
"The jet?"
"Oh yes, if we are going on a two-day date, we have to go somewhere special, somewhere you will love and have a wonderful time. Where would you like to go? From here, it must be within a four-hour flight, so let's say, in the Caribbean, Cancun, Bermuda, or anywhere in the USA. Anywhere you do not need a passport. You pick it."
I was shocked, "Seriously, anywhere?"
"Yes, as long as a jet can land there, and it's a friendly country."
"You do not need to decide that now, but you do need to make two decisions. Are you doing a one or two-day date? If it is two days, will you give yourself to me completely for two days? My greatest concern is Edward, and will he be OK if things happen between us while we are together?"
Oh God, Thomas' last words made my pussy quiver. I didn't know the answer, which concerned me, but I knew I was going, so what was the best way to tell him? I looked at him and smiled. I stepped over, pulled him down, and kissed him hard. "Get out your checkbook. Let's go to Jamaica!"
Thomas broke the kiss and smiled, "Jamaica it is!"
"You have your Tennessee driver's license and government ID with you?"
"Yes, but I have to go home and get some clothes, and I can get my passport."
"No, we are not doing that. You don't need your passport, and I will buy you any clothes and other things you need. Susanne can pick up some things for you and meet us at the airport. She is my right hand, so she will go with us to ensure all the details are taken care of."
"I will leave you now and settle up with the auctioneer. Call your husband and make sure he is OK with all of this. If not, we will go on our original Date tomorrow night. Meet me out front in fifteen minutes, and I will take you home, or we will be off."
Thomas gave me a little kiss and left me alone. I sat down thinking about what had happened over the past month when Edward began pushing me to be a Date Lady. I never imagined it would come to this. It was an innocent way to raise money for the hospital, and it was fun, entertaining, and a little wild. Add in my anger at my husband, leading me to want to shame Edward. Then add a wealthy man who decided he wanted me, and here we are.
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I pressed call and waited.
"Hello," a sleepy voice answered.
"Edward, were you asleep?"
"Oh, hi, I must have dozed off. I was waiting up, not knowing if you were coming home."
I swallowed hard, feeling his pain through the phone. I had hurt him more than planned. He did not deserve what would happen, and I wasn't sure he could take it either, which worried me.
I swallowed hard again, trying to find a way to say it. I couldn't, so I said, "Well, Thomas wrote his check for $100,000."
