Chapter 43

Before leaving the restaurant, I asked Becca if she was sure if she wanted her next Slut stripe on her black belt.

"Pretty sure. Why do you ask?"

"Because if you're sure, before we get in the limo, I'm going to ask the driver if it's something he wants to do, then tell him to pull into a parking lot somewhere we won't stick out like a sore thumb. He'll be invited to join us in the back for his treat. I'll hand him a condom and he can fuck you in front of us, but I should warn him ahead of time, so he can think about it. If he stops anywhere but the hotel, we'll know he made a decision."

"Go ahead and tell him. He'll stop if I change my mind, won't he?"

"He'll stop, even if he doesn't want to. This needs to remain fun."

"Then tell him."

"You got it."

I paid our bill and we all went out to the parking lot where our driver was waiting. He held the door open for the ladies, a big smile on his face as they climbed in.

"D'Jon, can I talk to