Courtesan

You are so talented, now you're blending two stories of yours together without a hiccup. Cleverly done GH. This group of characters is so much fun to read about, I eagerly await each new chapter.

Thank you GH, well done.

TrF2

Peak, Storm, TrF2

Thanks for the comments.

GH

As soon as we were all inside the house Tonya stopped us and said, "Since we don't have much time, let's go upstairs and look at the bedrooms first. If they're as small as most of the bedrooms in the Gardner's house, we can quickly eliminate this house too."

Barry nodded. "I think that's a good idea, but I do want you to make at least a quick inspection of the rest of the house. Part of our purpose in looking at these houses is to get some kind of an idea about what you can expect to get for three million dollars."

I looked at the four women. "I think that's a good idea. If you have a little dead time at work tonight you might want to talk about some of the things you liked about these houses."

Tonya laughed. "Timmy honey, we don't have much dead time at work."

Barry turned to Mandy. There was a puzzled expression on his face. "When we met in my office this morning, didn't you tell me that the four of you worked in client relations for a large investment firm?"

Mandy nodded to Barry. "That's right."

"Is it usual for you to have to work on a Saturday night?"

I smiled to myself. Before I discovered the true nature of my wife's job I used to wonder about that exact same question.

Tonya answered without batting an eye. "Saturday is almost always a very active evening for us. Nearly all of our company's clients are hard driving businessmen. They put in long hours and even when they try to relax it's going to be work related. Our firm does much of it's entertaining on Saturday nights."

I was waiting for Barry to ask what they did when they entertained business clients, but he didn't. Tonya's answer seemed to satisfy him. At least he chose not to pursue the question. Instead he looked at all of us and said, "Let's go upstairs and look at the bedrooms."

Everyone nodded and followed Barry up the stairs. As we walked into the first bedroom Kelly asked; "Barry, did you ever see that Wagner guy and his two girlfriends again?"

Barry laughed. "Hell yes! In fact, I saw them the very next morning."

Tonya smiled at him. "Really? Tell us what happened."

Barry nodded. "Julie, the one who gave me the blowjob in the kitchen called me the next morning and told me they wanted to make an offer on the house. We agreed to meet at Wagner's apartment at 11:00. Julie was just getting ready to hang up when I had an idea. You see, that morning I'd told my partner, Don Maxwell about what had happened at the house on the previous afternoon. Well Don was always a big pussy hound so the story got him all hot and bothered. I kind of figured that since there were two women maybe I could bring Don along. I took a chance and asked Julie. She didn't even pause, she just asked what he looked like. I told her that he was a little older than me, but he was still a sharp looking guy. Julie told me to bring him along. She said that Sandra loved older men."

He looked at all of us and shrugged. "I realized that meant I was going to be with Julie again, but that didn't bother me. She was hot. When I told Don he was so excited that he popped a chubby right there in the office."

All of us laughed.

"When we got to Wagner's place Julie and Sandra were there, but Wagner was out running some errands. Hell that didn't bother us. We didn't sure as shit didn't need him. I introduced Don to Sandra and she just glommed onto him. I guess she really did like older guys. That didn't bother me either. Like I said, Julie was hot.”

He paused for a moment and then he continued. “Anyway there were two couches in Wagner's living room. Sandra led Don over to one of them and Julie led me over to the other one. The next thing I knew Julie and I were making out like crazy and pulling each others clothes off. I looked across the room. Sandra already had Don's pants off and she was busy sucking his dick."

Barry chuckled. "Don wasn't the sharpest partner I've ever had, but he had a huge cock and Sandra was giving it a major league workout."

Keisha giggled. "I think I'd like to meet Don."

Barry laughed. "That could be easily arranged."

Kelly poked Keisha. "Don't sidetrack him. This story is hot."

Tonya nodded to Barry. "That's right, tell us what happened next."

Barry smiled. I think he was enjoying telling the story just as much as we were enjoying hearing it. "So we were on opposite ends of the living room going at it hot and heavy when Wagner walked into the apartment. After yesterday I wasn't nervous about him getting mad, but I was still curious about what was going to happen."

He shook his head. "It was fucking unbelievable. Sandra started calling him wimpboy and sissy and introduced Don as her new fuck buddy. Then she told Wagner that they're going to be busy for awhile and ordered him to take off his pants and shirt and start cleaning the apartment."

Barry laughed. "The fucking wimp did it. He took off his pants and shirt. Underneath he was wearing panties and a damn brassiere. Then he put on an apron, grabbed a dust cloth and started cleaning his apartment while his two girlfriends were busy sucking our dicks."

Barry paused and smiled. It was obvious that he found the memory amusing. After a moment he continued. "Anyway, Julie sucked my cock for a few more minutes then she took it out of her mouth, got up on her hands and knees on the couch and told me that she wanted me to fuck her doggie style. I got on the couch behind her and started rubbing the head of my dick up and down her slit. She was so hot to trot that she was dripping wet. I was all set to push my cock into her when she stopped me and called Wagner over. She told him that she wanted him to watch while I fucked her. The little sissy did it! He stood right there next to us and watched while I pushed my dick into his girlfriend's pussy."

Barry stopped and looked at all of us. I think he wanted to see if we were shocked by his story. We weren't.

He just shrugged and continued. "So Wagner was standing there watching me pump my cock in and out of his girlfriend when we heard Sandra yell something like, Oh shit that feels so good. All three of us turned to see what was happening. Of course Don was on top of her fucking her with his great big dick."

Barry chuckled. "I was at one end of the living room fucking Julie and Don was at the other end of the room fucking Sandra. Wagner just kept looking back and forth at both of us."

He took a deep breath. "We went at it hot and heavy for a while. Julie had a couple of orgasms. I held out for as long as I could, but finally it was too much and I shot my load into her cunt. We're lying there trying to catch our breath when we heard Sandra tell Don that she wanted him to pull out and cum on her face and her tits."

Barry shook his head. "That's just the kind of shit that Don fantasizes about all the time. He stopped fucking Sandra, pulled his dick out of her cunt and moved up the couch so he was straddling her waist. Sandra sat up, grabbed his huge cock with both of her hands, aimed it right at her face and started jackin it like crazy. Don lasted about ten seconds and then he yelled something like , Oh Shit! and started pumping cum all over Sandra's mouth and nose."

He smiled. "I gotta say, it was pretty fuckin hot."

Barry started to laugh. "After Don got off of Sandra she wiggled her finger at Wagner and ordered him to come over and lick Don's cum off of her face. When Don saw him actually doing it, he started laughing and called Wagner names like wimp and pussy. That made me nervous. I stood to make a fat commission off of the sale of the house. I didn't want to risk pissing Wagner off, so I told Don to cool it. Don's a little thick and it took a minute, but he finally got the message and shut his mouth."

He paused for a moment. Kelly took the opportunity to ask a question. "Did Steve..." She stopped. "Steve was his first name, wasn't it?"

"That's right, but actually Julie and Sandra always called him Stevie."

Kelly smiled. "Just like we always call Tim Timmy."

Barry nodded.

My wife continued with her question. "Did Stevie get mad?"

Barry shook his head. "Fortunately he got off on being humiliated so it didn't upset him."

Mandy grinned at all of us. "He's obviously a submissive masochist. I'm sure it just gave him an extra little thrill."

"Did they buy the house?" It was apparent that Keisha's curiosity had been piqued.

Barry smiled. "They sure did. As soon as we were done fooling around we filled out the necessary paper work to make a formal offer. It was a fair offer and the sellers were desperate, so they accepted it immediately."

"Did you have anymore opportunities to fool around with Julie or Sandra? Keisha giggled. "I love that phrase, fool around. It's so descriptive." She reached over and squeezed my cock through my jeans. "Wanna fool around Timmy?"

Tonya playfully slapped her hand away. "Stopped that Keish. Remember, we have strict orders that there will be no shenanigans."

Barry ignored Tonya's comment and said, "Hell yes, after they signed the purchase agreement I butt fucked Julie on the conference table in my real estate office."

Kelly laughed. "You fucked her ass?"

Barry shrugged. "She asked me to do it and I wasn't about to say no."

"Were Sandra and Stevie there watching you while you did it?"

He nodded. "Of course, they were. They were sitting right at the table. In fact, after we were done fucking, Sandra made Stevie lick my cum out of Julie's asshole."

Mandy shook her head. "I love these people."

Tonya smiled. "I do too. Barry, do you still see them?"

"I've been to several parties at their house, and then about a year after they bought the first house..."

"The first house? What do you mean the first house? Were there more?" Tonya was shaking her head in amazement. So were the rest of us.

"About a year after they bought the first house, they bought a second one. Julie called me. The house next door to them was for sale and they wanted to buy if for their friends. They asked me to broker the deal for them. Hell, I was all for it, it was easy money."

"They wanted to buy the house next door for some friends?" Tonya stared at him. "Why don't you tell us a little more about this."

Barry shrugged. "Like I just said, I've been to several parties at their house so I've gotten to know their friends. They're a very tight group. There's six women and their husbands. They all got to know each other at this pick up joint on the northwest side of the city called Baxter's."

Mandy nodded. "My mother hangs out there. I wonder if she knows them."

Barry shrugged. "She may because I know for a fact that these women are out there all the time."

Kelly looked at him. "You said it's a pick up joint, so I assume they go there to meet men."

"That's exactly right."

"But you said they're all married." There was a twinkle in Kelly's eyes as she asked the question. She loved anything that might be a little kinky.

"Yes I did."

"Even Julie and Sandra and Stevie?"

"Julie married some English professor at the local community college."

"Maple Hills?"

"Yeah, that's right."

Mandy smiled at him. "I've been thinking about enrolling there."

Tonya looked at Barry. "Did Sandra a Stevie get married."

"Yes they did. In fact it was right around the time that they bought the second house. I went to Sandra's stag party."

Tonya raise her eyebrows. "You went to Sandra's stag party? Isn't the bride's stag party supposed to be all women with maybe a couple of male strippers?"

Barry shook his head. "Not this party. This party was Sandra, her five women friends and about a dozen men. It was a real corker. I'll bet at least six different guys fucked Sandra that night. At one point she was giving a guy a blowjob while another guy was fucking her."

"Were the other husbands throwing a stag party for Stevie at the same time?"

Barry chuckled. "Hell no! In this group all the husbands are little pussy wimps like Stevie and Timmy."

He glanced at me. "Sorry Timmy. That just slipped out. I didn't mean to offend you."

I shrugged. "That's okay Barry. I'm getting used to the label."

Mandy patted my butt and whispered, "Good boy."

Barry continued. "Anyway, Stevie wasn't allowed to have a stag party. He and the other husbands had to serve as slaves at Sandra's stag party."

Keisha clapped her hands together. "This just keeps getting better and better. I want to hear more."

"Tell us about the slaves." Tonya was smiling.

"I don't know, it was pretty much the same thing as at all their other parties. The husbands have to bring us snacks and drinks and they're not allowed to participate in the sex."

Kelly grinned at him. "You mean they have to watch you guys having fun with their wives, but they're not allowed to get involved?"

Barry nodded. "That's right. Hell, they make them wear these chastity cage things so they can't even jack off."

"Chastity cages?" Kelly looked puzzled.

"Yeah, they have these plastic cases that go over each husband's cock so he can't play with himself or even get an erection. They're secured with little padlocks and each of the wives wears the key to her husband's cage around her neck or her ankle."

Keisha shook her head. "That is so hot."

Kelly looked at Tonya and Mandy. 'Have you heard of these chastity things?"

Tonya said, "I've heard of them, but I've never seen one."

Next to me Mandy said, "when I was Caldwell Brunner's slave he took me to a number of parties where there were male slaves who were required to wear them."

"Are they uncomfortable for the slave, I mean does it hurt when he gets an erection or anything like that?" It was obvious that Kelly was very curious about chastity cages.

Her interest both excited and frightened me. I was also a little shocked by Kelly, Tonya, Keisha and Mandy's collective lack of knowledge about them. I considered all four of them to be much more sexually sophisticated than me and I knew quite a bit about chastity cages. The cuckold web sites that I regularly visited had provided me with a very thorough education.

I thought about this surprising void on their parts for a moment and quickly grasped the reason. Kelly, Keisha, Tonya and Mandy were all sex professionals. Their business was pleasing men. They delivered their service during a very tightly defined period of time and during that time, it was their job to provide as much gratification as possible.

Chastity cages are instruments of denial and control. When they're used over extended periods of time they can create subtle feelings of frustration, impotence and emasculation.

Most, if not all of the men these women entertained were looking for instantaneous gratification. Even the submissive masochists they played with most likely wanted them to use much more overt, intense and immediate devices of pain and pleasure like whips, strap on dildos or restraints. Chastity cages were simply not relevant to their profession.

Because of her experience as a slave, Mandy had had some limited exposure to chastity cages, but since she was a submissive female they held little interest for her.

Barry tried to answer Kelly's question. "I don't think they cause any pain. The husbands were wearing them at every party and I never saw anything that indicated that they were in any kind of discomfort." He laughed. "Of course I wasn't actually paying very much attention to them."

Kelly turned to me. There was a mischievous smile on her face. I knew exactly what she was about to ask. She stared at me for a moment and then she said, "Timmy would you be willing to wear one of those chastity things?"

I nervously looked down at the floor. I saw the question coming, but it still rattled me. Chastity cages are fun and exciting, but they're also scary. Surrendering your freedom to masturbate is a serious issue.

My wife saw the distress her question was causing me and quickly added, "It would just be for special occasions like the dinner party we had last night or maybe while I'm entertaining Chris or another man."

That relieved some of my concern, but not all. This was a door that I was a little worried about opening even a crack. Still, I was a submissive masochist and the idea was very exciting. I decided that I had to trust Kelly. I looked up at her.

She smiled at me. “Please Timmy, I think it would be really exciting to hold that kind of power over you.”

She stared at me.

I took a deep breath and looked directly into my wife's eyes. "Ms. Mason, if it would make you happy I will agree to wear a chastity cage."

Excellent GH, I sure like the way Timmy is blooming and thriving in his new role, now that he's accepted it. Great catch by Trf2, I didn't catch the Sandra and Stevie thing until the next segment, it was so smoothly brought in. That was very cool, loved the way you did that.

Thanks Storm

I'm very much enjoying the story right now, but it's getting kind of complicated. You should see my outline. It's filled with arrows and numbers and side notes.

Anyway, as always, thanks for the comment.

GH

Barry glanced at his watch. "Damn we did it again. It's a quarter past three. The owners of this house were due back fifteen minutes ago."

He shook his head. "The five of you get me talking and I lose all track of the time."

Tonya laughed. "We might as well as well have spent the time indulging ourselves in some shenanigans."

Kelly smiled. "Nope I loved Barry's story. We can always find opportunities for a shenanigans, but you don't get to hear a hot story like that one very often."

Keisha shook her head. "You just liked hearing about the chastity cages."

Kelly grinned at her. "It got me so hot that I'm going to have to change my panties when I get home."

Mandy Started giggling.

Kelly looked at her and said, "What?"

"I'm surprised to hear that you're actually wearing panties."

Kelly rubbed the bridge of her nose with her middle finger.

Mandy grabbed my arm. "Timmy, your wife is flipping me off."

I grinned at her and slowly nodded my head. "Yes Mandy I do believe that you have correctly interpreted the meaning of that gesture."

Barry chuckled. "Attempting to show a house to the five of you is like trying to herd cats."

Tonya threw up her arms in mock protest. "You're the one who told the story."

Barry shook his head in exasperation. "Come on, we have to leave."

As he herded us down the stairs Mandy teasingly said, "Meow."

The other three women immediately took up the cry. By the time we got to the bottom of the stairs, the stately old mansion we were inspecting echoed with a chorus of meows mixed with giggles and giddy laughter.

Barry and I trailed the herd of frenzied felines out the front door. As we walked down the sidewalk to the boulevard he grinned at me and said, "Timmy are you really planning to live with all of these women?"

I grinned back at him. "Yup."

Barry thought for a moment and then he said, "I'm not sure about this chastity cage thing, but I gotta admit that there is definitely one part of me that envys you."

I laughed. "I'm not sure about it either, but I am quite certain that I'm beginning a very interesting part of my life."

Barry shook his head. "I can't argue with that."

As soon as we got to the car, the girls settled down.

Tonya looked at Barry. "Is the next house just like this one?"

He nodded. "Yes, I think it is."

"So what were looking at is beautiful old mansions with tiny bedrooms."

"I think that's what we're mostly going to find."

Tonya shook her head. "I don't think they're going to work."

Kelly, Keisha and Mandy nodded in agreement.

Tonya glanced at her wrist watch. "It's almost 3:30. Kelly, Keisha, Mandy and I all have to be at a business conference north of the city by 6:00. I think we'd better skip the next house."

Barry thought for a moment, finally he said, "I'll keep looking, but I'm afraid that finding a house with six large bedrooms all with their own private bath is going to be difficult."

Mandy sighed. "That may be the case, but if we're going to spend three to four million dollars we want to end up with a house that actually meets our needs."

Barry nodded. "You're right. Now that I have a better idea about what you want I'll start searching. Don't worry, I'll find something that will work for you."

We got into Kelly's Mercedes. As she pulled away from the curb Keisha said, "Do you think we're being too picky?"

Tonya shook her head. "No, we're wealthy, hard working adults. We shouldn't have to share a bathroom with someone else. Keish if I get up in the middle of the night to pee, I don't want to have to walk down the hall and knock on a door."

Keisha thought about that. After a moment she said; "Tonnie you're right, but I'm afraid that we won't be able to find anything and then we won't be able to live together."

Tonya reached across me and patted Keisha's hand. "Don't worry Keish, We'll find a way to make it work."

For those of you who are always looking for fun reads in the cuckold genre, I have another recommendation.

"Literotica.com" Lynn and Bobby by LynnGKS

This is a multi chapter series. I'm only on the 4th chapter so maybe it will go sour, but I don't think so.

The first chapter has some pretty nasty cuckold stuff in it and it's also very long. I was a little put off by it and set it aside for a couple of days, but I went back to it and I'm glad I did.

The story is filled with love and the next chapters are wonderful.
I believe that you do have to read the first chapter, because it sets up the enusing chapters.

To find the story log on to Literotica.com. Scroll down to the section called site index and click on stories and pics.

That will bring you to a page labeled site contents. Scroll down until you get to the black letters that say, search the site click on the blue letters that say, search members.

In the box that says, user name contains, type in LynnGKS.

That will bring you to her page.

Click on the box that says Stories/poems

that will bring you to her stories page. Scroll down unitl you find Lynn and Bobby.

I hope you enjoy it as much as I have

GH

Good call on the LynnGKS story GH.

Meanwhile, complex as it is, you are still mining a rich vein here at the moment. Can't help but wonder what the group would make of a team of builders if they decided to start their dream house from scratch ...

Excellent, gh! IMHO it takes a real talent to keep everyone interested in a story this long. you're doing a magnificent job. Thank you for all the effort. "Literotica.com" is a great site. i've been reading stories there long before i found this site. Again, well done! priss

Peak and Priss

Thanks for the comments. I appreciate them.

GH

Kelly dropped me off at Kirby's Quick Stop. I had to get my car. I didn't stop inside to say hello to Kirby and Elvira. I knew that I'd see both of them in the morning and Kelly was going to have to leave soon to go to the party at Eagle Lake. I wanted to spend as much time as possible with her before she left.

By the time I got to our house Keisha, Tonya and Mandy were already in their own cars pulling away from the curb. When they saw me all three of them honked their horns and waved. I waved back.

After they were gone I pulled my car into the garage and went into the house. Kelly was in the kitchen making a sandwich.

As I entered the kitchen a sudden feeling of melancholy flooded my body. For the past several days, the combination of my early morning hours at Kirby's and my late nights with Kelly had resulted in my having to live on three to for hours of sleep a night. I was young and resilient, but the intense schedule was obviously starting to catch up with me.

The past week had also been an emotional roller coaster for me. Going through the process of repairing my marriage, learning how to adapt to living a different and somewhat offbeat life style and meeting a group of new friends had been wonderful and exciting, but it had also been physically, mentally and spiritually taxing. I was suddenly feeling like I'd been sapped me of all my strength and vigor.

I understood exactly what was happening to me. The low spirits I was feeling were the direct result of physical and emotional exhaustion. The solution was simple. I needed to rest.

When she heard me come into the kitchen Kelly turned and with a bright smile on her face asked, "Timmy I'm making a ham and cheese sandwich. Can I make one for you too?"

Before I could answer Kelly noticed the down cast look on my face and her smile turned into an expression of concern. "Timmy honey are you all right?"

I smiled at her. "I'm okay, I think I just hit the wall."

Kelly nodded in understanding and then she walked over, put her arms around my shoulders and hugged me. As she hugged me she said, "It's been a tough couple of weeks. I'm sorry about what I've put you through."

I wrapped my arms around her waist and hugged her back. "We're done being sorry. Now I just want to be able to love you."

"I wish I could stay home tonight."

"I wish you could too, but you can't."

"I know." Kelly kissed my forehead. "I'll be home tomorrow night."

"Yes you will."

"What would you like to do? Would you like to go out to dinner?"

I shook my head. "No, I'd like to do something that we haven't done for a very long time."

"What's that?"

"I'd like to rent a movie and order a pizza."

Kelly was quiet for a moment and then she said, "Timmy I'm so sorry. During the last year I forgot about the simple things that used to make us happy."

"It's okay, I told you that we're done being sorry."

"I know, but I think there are going to be times when that's difficult to do."

"Kelly we had a bad year, but with any luck we still have maybe sixty or seventy more years to enjoy each other. One year is nothing. Hell, we were fortunate. We figured it out. Lots of couples never do."

Kelly smiled at me and then she said, "Timmy I love you so much."

She hugged me and I hugged her back. For a brief moment we just loved each other. Finally I felt Kelly's grip on my shoulders relax. She kissed my cheek and said, "You never answered my question."

I took and second to think and then I chuckled. "I guess I forgot what it was."

Kelly shook her head in mock exasperation. "Would you like a ham and cheese sandwich?"

I smiled at her. "If I'm your slave, I think I'm the one who's supposed to be making the sandwiches."

"Not tonight babydoll, tonight I'm cooking for you."

"Cooking?"

"Okay, buttering bread and spreading mustard."

Kelly made two sandwiches. I smiled as I watched her work. This was the full extent of her cooking skills. There were many reasons that I was the slave and she was the mistress and culinary expertise, while not the most important, was certainly one of them."

Once the sandwiches were finished Kelly put each of them on a plate with a handful of potato chips. I took two Diet Cokes out of the refrigerator and we moved into the living room and sat down on the couch.

We talked while we ate. The conversation was pleasant, but it was just small talk. We discussed Keisha, Tonya, Mandy and Antoine and how lucky we were to have them as friends. Kelly told me how much she liked Kirby and Elvira and then of course Tonya came up again. We were both curious to see how that would work out. We spent some time discussing the house and then we talked about Barry and his amazing story.

The entire time we ate we both carefully avoided the one topic that did have to be discussed. Actually discussed wasn't the correct word. There was nothing to discuss. It just had to be addressed. This was going to be the first time since college that Kelly was going out to spend an evening with another man when I was aware of it. Yes it was true that she'd been entertaining other men on a regular basis for more than a year, but I didn't know about those dates. Ignorance is bliss.

Now I did know and we couldn't pretend that it wasn't going to happen. We also had to acknowledge the fact that this was just the beginning. After tonight it would be recurring on a regular basis.

I think that Kelly was more worried about this than I was and she was the one who finally broached the subject. As soon as we were both finished eating our sandwiches she took our plates and set them on the coffee table. Then she took a sip of her soda and quietly said, "Timmy are you going to be okay about tonight?"

I smiled. Kelly had just acknowledged the presence of the five hundred pound gorilla who had been sitting in the corner of the room the entire time we'd been eating our sandwiches.

I took a moment. I wanted to be careful about how I answered her question. Honesty was important, but I also wanted to avoid causing Kelly any unnecessary distress. This was a topic that we'd discussed in detail over the previous several days. While I was content that we'd arrived at a decision that was best for both of us, I also understood that this was another life style change and it was going to require some effort on both of our parts to adapt to it.

Finally I took a deep breath and said, "I won't pretend that I'm not going to miss you tonight and I have to admit that I'm more than a little envious of the lucky guy you're going to be entertaining at Eagle Lake."

"Do you want me to call Tonya and cancel. I could tell her that I'm sick."

I vehemently shook my head. "No you can't, You made a commitment and the people at JTandR are relying on you."

I smiled at her. "Besides, I don't believe for a moment that you want to cancel. I know you. You would never let Mandy, Keisha, Tonya and Antoine down. I'm also certain that you could never break a commitment to Martin Jackson or Wendell Tyler. I've never met John Reynolds, but I'm sure that you feel compelled to honor your commitments to him as well."

I winked at my wife. "And of course there is the most important reason of all. You want to go. Kelly you love the excitement of entertaining clients for JTandR. This is the perfect job for you. Hell, I'm willing to bet that you'd do this job even if they didn't pay you."

Kelly punched my shoulder. "Shut up! I wouldn't do it for free."

"Only because there's an army of hot guys out there that are cuter than the businessmen that JTandR assigns to you."

She giggled. "Actually, some of those businessmen are pretty cute."

I shook my head. "I rest my case."

Kelly grinned at me. "All right, you understand me much too well; but I'm still worried about leaving you tonight."

I leaned over and kissed her cheek. "Kelly honey, you don't have to worry. Remember, I'm a submissive masochist. The pain and jealousy I feel when I know you're with another man excites me."

Kelly shook her head. "I know, but I love you so much and for the last year I've been so awful to you. I just don't want to hurt you anymore."

"Don't worry, you won't. Besides, right now I'm so tired that I think I'll probably go to bed the minute you leave and I doubt that I'll wake up again until it's time for me to go to work in the morning."

Kelly looked into my eyes. "You're sure?"

I nodded. "Yes I'm very sure."

I glanced at the clock on the mantle. It was a quarter to five. "What time do you have to leave?"

"The party starts at seven. Tonya likes to have all of us there at least an hour ahead of time. It takes about forty-five minutes to drive to Eagle Lake and I don't want to have to rush, so I should leave in fifteen or twenty minutes."

I stood up. As I picked up our plates from the coffee table I said, "Shouldn't you be getting ready? I mean don't you have to take a shower and put on your make up?"

Kelly shook her head. "No, I can do all of that after I get there. We all have our own bedrooms at both Eagle Lake and Evergreen. I have everything I need there."

She smiled at me. "Even the dress and the lingerie that they want me to wear tonight was brought out there this afternoon and is hanging in my closet right now. JTandR is a very tightly run organization."

I stopped and stared at my wife. "You have your own bedroom at Eagle Lake?"

Kelly looked at me. "Yes, why? Is that a problem?"

I smiled. "No, not at all. It's just that...What time will you be done tonight?"

"I don't know, these things usually end between 1:00 and 2:00."

"And then you have a forty-five minute drive home."

"Yes."

"After you've been partying all evening."

Kelly nodded.

"Does everyone else go home right after the party ends?"

She shook her head. "No, everyone else generally spends the night at Eagle Lake and leaves in the morning after they've had breakfast."

"Breakfast?"

"Yes, I've never been there for it, but everyone tells me that the kitchen staff puts together a wonderful breakfast in the morning."

"Why haven't you ever stayed for it?"

Kelly smiled at me. "Because it would have been a little hard to explain to you why I had to stay out all night for a work meeting."

I thought about what she'd just told me. After a moment I said, "I guess I should have realized that. Listen, now that I do know about your real job duties at JTandR I think you should start staying overnight after the parties are over. The idea of you driving home at 2:00 AM is a little frightening for me."

"Timmy are you sure? It would be nice to stay there, but I don't want to leave you alone all night."

I smiled at her. "Kelly I appreciate that, but it will be nearly three by the time you get home. I'm most likely going to be sound asleep and I have to get up at five to go to work at Kirby's. I don't think it's worth the risk of you getting into a car accident so that we can sleep together for two hours."

Kelly nodded. "That does make sense, Would you like me to call you when the party is over?"

I considered that for a moment and then I said, "Not tonight, I really am exhausted. I need to sleep, but I would like it if you'd call me when you get to Eagle Lake."

"Why?"

"Once you're at Eagle Lake I'll know that your safe and I won't have to worry about you for the rest of the night."

Kelly walked over and kissed my cheek. "This is why Tonya is so interested Kirby."

"What do you mean?"

"It's nice to have someone who worries about you."

Good grief GH - and on the other thread you go on about portion size !

Good to see the quality control is still functioning though. I felt almost as tired as poor Timmy at the end though.

Wow, you're way ahead of me! Got a chance to read the next couple of chapters though, with a couple more already posted to look forward to, but tick tock, tick tock. Just really enjoying the hell out of it GH, and wanted to take time to say so.

Something tells me that this upcoming party at Eagle Lake is going to be a barnburner. Timmy seems OK with it, he's come a long way in a short time. You and Stormy do the very best at portraying parties. Thank you GH, excellent work. Glad our boy Timmy got some much needed rest, he must have been on overload for sure.

TrF2

peak, storm and Trf2

Thanks for the comments. Timmy did finally get more than three hours of sleep in a night, It's a good thing he's young.

GH

Kirby was waiting for me when I walked into the Quick Stop at 6:00 the next morning. He looked very nervous. As I was pouring a cup of coffee he said, "Timmy, there's something I have to talk to you about. It's kind of important."

I walked over to the counter, took a sip of my coffee and asked. "What is it?"

"Tonya called me at suppertime last night."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"What did she want?" I had a pretty good feeling that I already knew, but I still had to ask.

"She invited me to have dinner with her at her apartment tonight." Kirby looked at me with an expression of alarm. "Timmy this is a date!"

I smiled at my big friend. "Yes, that's what it sounds like to me."

"Timmy, I don't understand. What's going on? I mean yesterday four beautiful women took me up to my apartment and...." Kirby shook his head. "It was wonderful. It was like a fantasy scene our of a porn flick, but why? And now this! Tonya might be the most beautiful woman I've ever actually talked to in my entire life. What would possibly make her want to call me up and invite me to dinner. Timmy this has to be some kind of practical joke."

He looked down at the floor. "And if it is, it's not a very nice one."

It was apparent that all of this was causing my friend some serious emotional trauma. I decided that I needed to be forthright with him.

"First of all Kirby, none of this is a practical joke."

"Then why would...."

"Let's start with what happened yesterday morning. You know what my wife and her friends do for a living."

"Yes, of course I do. You've told me."

"Kirby, they act out sex fantasies with businessmen all the time. It's not that big a deal to them." I smiled. "They also happen to enjoy it. All four of them love creating kinky scenes."

"But why me Timmy? I'm not a big time business tycoon, I run a convenience store."

"I told them about what you did with Elvira. They decided that you're a very special kind of man. I happen to agree with them."

Kirby blushed. It was obvious that he was a man who was uncomfortable with compliments.

"They wanted to do something nice for you and what happened yesterday is what they do." I smiled at him. "Brace yourself buddy, they're not done. Yesterday morning they really did order three latex suits. Next week they plan to act out your secret fantasy with you."

"Timmy this is really embarrassing."

I shook my head. "It shouldn't be. Sex fantasies are their passion. They aren't judging you. They don't judge, in fact they might be the four least judgmental people that I've ever met. Kirby the night before last Mandy led me into our living room on a dog leash so that I could watch my wife do a strip tease for another man."

"Weren't you embarrassed?"

"Damn right I was. I was humiliated, but you know me. I get off on that stuff." I looked at my friend. "Kirby are you judging me right now?"

He was quiet for a moment and then he said, "When you first told me about it; you know, how your wife sleeps with other guys and you're her slave and being embarrassed gets you excited. Well, I do have to admit that at first I did think it was pretty weird. but then I talked to Ellie about it and I've talked more about it with you. I guess I understand it a little better now or at least I'm used to the idea."

He shook his head. "It actually doesn't hurt anybody and what gets you off is really nobody elses business."

I smiled. "All right Kirby, now put yourself in the place of these four women. Their business is the fulfillment of erotic fantasies. They regularly encounter sexual kinks like yours or mine. Nothing shocks them anymore, nothing fazes them anymore and they stopped judging people a long time ago. Now they just take pleasure in helping people enjoy the wide variety of spicy scenes that excite them."

Kirby grinned at me. "That's a nice way to think about it."

"That's how they view it."

"Do you really think they're going to do it? You know, the rubber suits and whips and everything."

"They not only want to do it, they're excited about it."

"But you said that only three of them are going to dress up in latex."

"That's right, Mandy won't be wearing rubber."

"She must think this is too kinky."

I chuckled. "No Kirby, that's not it at all. First of all, in your fantasy the women are very well endowed like Kelly, Tonya and Keisha. Mandy has small breasts. She's also a submissive. Wielding a whip isn't her thing. She'll be there acting as Kelly, Tonya and Keisha's slave. Her job will be to tie you up and suspend you from the hooks on the ceiling. Then they'll order her to keep you excited by sucking and play with your cock while they take turns whipping you and teasing you with their breasts. Ellie is going to be there too."

He smiled. "That's good, I'd like her to be there. What do you think her job will be?"

"I think she'll probably be helping Mandy."

"Ellie's not a submissive."

"No, I'm pretty sure you're right about that, but she does love you. I think she wants to do anything she can to make this more exciting for you."

Kirby thought about this for a moment and then he said, "I love her too."

I nodded. "I know that Kirby. The first time I saw the two of you together it was obvious to me."

"I'd ask her to marry me, but I don't think she'd say yes. She has a pretty big thing for Wolfgang."

I shook my head. "Wolfgang's not the problem. It's the difference in your ages."

"But that doesn't matter to me. She's old, but I still think she's beautiful."

"I agree, she is beautiful. I also think that she's right. She's taking this position because she loves you."

"I don't understand."

"Kirby, right now Ellie is still healthy and vibrant, but as we age our bodies begin to wear out. When we get older that process starts to accelerate. How old are you?"

"Fifty-two.'

"And Ellie is seventy-four. Ten years from now you'll be sixty-two and she'll be eighty-four. At that age, she may still be healthy and vibrant; but she may not be. She doesn't want to take the risk of becoming a burden on you.'

"She could never be a burden!"

"No, but you could end up having to spend all of your time caring for her. Her health issues might consume a very important part of your life."

"I don't care! I trust her! I love her!"

"Yes, but she does care. She loves you too. She loves you enough to want to protect you from the burden of taking care of her as she gets older. Kirby, she wants a man her own age. She wants a man that she can take care of while he cares for her. A good marriage should be a constant process of give and take. Sometimes it doesn't happen that way. Sometimes catastrophe strikes and we step up and do what we need to do, but ideally all of us want to care and be cared for equally."

"That's not what you and Kelly are doing. You're her slave."

"Kirby that's just a game. I trust my wife implicitly. If something happened to me. If I were suddenly taken ill or I was in a serious accident, there isn't any doubt in my mind that Kelly would be there for me."

"I just want to be there for Ellie."

"Yes, and she wants to be there for you too, but she's worried that you're going to have to be there for her a whole lot more than she's going to have to be there for you. What's worse is that she's worried that when you do need her she may not be healthy enough to be able to help you. Kirby, you love her and she loves you, but you have to let her go. You have to allow her to find a man who can share the last stages of life with her."

"I don't understand."

"Kirby she needs a man who's going to be encountering the challenges of old age at the same time that she's facing them. That way they can weather them together."

Kirby closed his eyes and thought about this for a moment. Finally he sighed and said, "Yes, you're right. I know you're right. That's exactly what Ellie thinks. She's said those exact same words to me. I just didn't want to hear them."

"You can still be her friend." I smiled at him. "If you want, you can still be friends with benefits. I think you may have to make that very clear to her. She's very worried that she's old, wrinkled and ugly/"

Kirby shook his head. "Ellie is beautiful."

I nodded. "I agree with you."

We both stared at the floor. After a moment I said; "Kirby, Ellie desperately wants you to find a woman your own age."

He slowly nodded. "Yes I know she does."

"What did you tell Tonya?"

"I told her that I'd come to dinner." He shook his head. "But Timmy I'm scared." He looked at me. "Timmy why is she doing this? Why does she want me? I'm an overweight, retired navy cook. She dates big time business tycoons. She dates fancy men in hand tailored suits. I can't compete with guys like that."

"Kirby, she doesn't date them, they buy her."

"Doesn't she work with your wife at that investment company?"

"Yes, and both Kelly and Tonya entertain clients for the company."

"So those men aren't buying her, the company is paying her."

"Yes, but they're paying her to have sex with those men. Kirby; Tonya, Mandy, Keisha and my wife are all prostitutes. They don't like to use that word. I don't like to use that word either, but right now it's important that you understand that that's what they do."

Kirby sighed, "Yes I know that." Then he looked at me and said, "Why are you telling me that? Are you trying to talk me out of having dinner with Tonya?"

I shook my head. "No not at all, in fact I'm hoping that you and Tonya do start dating."

"Then why?"

"Kirby, Tonya told me that she started stripping when she was eighteen. She began working as an escort when she was twenty. By the time she was twenty-two she was charging five hundred dollars for an hour of her time and she had to have a full time appointment secretary to keep track of her schedule."

Kirby shook is head. "That was twenty years ago Timmy. Five hundred dollars was a lot of money. She was pretty high class." He laughed. "She sure as hell wasn't one of those hookers hanging around in the bars outside a navy base."

I smiled. "No Kirby, she certainly wasn't."

"She must have been making a ton of money. Why did she go to work for JTandR?"

"She was lonely Kirby. She was having sex with lots of men, but she didn't have any friends. She didn't have anybody to talk to. JtandR gave her life structure and provided working companions."

"But she's still basically an escort."

"Yes, and I think it's important for you to understand that she likes her job. She enjoys working for JTandR and she's not planning to quit anytime in the near future."

I smiled. "Kirby, Tonya and Kelly are very similar women. They both love sex. Having a job where they get paid for doing it is an ideal situation for them."

Kirby nodded.

"Last night my wife went to a dinner party put on by the firm. They were entertaining a group of investors from Chicago. Kelly was assigned to be the date for one of the men in that group. These dinners are actually sex parties. My wife called me just before the party started. She described the dress she was going to wear. She said that it was so low cut that you could see the tops of her nipples. She also told me that she wasn't going to wear any panties and that her dress was so short that when she was standing up, it barely covered her most intimate parts. Kirby, last night, any time my wife bent over or sat down she gave every man in the room a very good look at her naked pussy and ass."

Kirby shook his head in amazement.

I continued. "During the dinner I'm certain that my wife flirted with her date and encouraged him to freely touch and fondle her to his hearts content. I'm equally certain that Kelly played with him during the entire time they were eating dinner."

"You mean she rubbed his cock while they were sitting at the table with the other guests?" Kirby was now even more amazed.

I nodded my head. "Yes I'm sure she did. After dinner my wife undoubtedly did a strip tease dance for the entire group and later I am sure that she and her date retired to a private room where she spent the rest of the evening sucking his cock and letting him fuck her."

I paused for a moment to let that sink in and then I added, "Tonya was also at that party and I'm certain that she had a similar assignment."

Kirby took a long slow breath and then he said, "So if I start dating Tonya, I'm going to have to accept the fact that while she's at work she'll be playing around with other men."

"That's right, it's her job. It will be a certainty."

He thought about that. After a moment he looked at me and said, "Doesn't the fact that Kelly was with another man last night upset you?"

"No it doesn't. I did miss her, but the fact that she let another man fuck her last night doesn't bother me at all."

"I know you've told me that before, but I really don't understand how you can feel that way."

"Kirby, to some people love and sex are synonymous. For Kelly and Tonya they are totally separate entities. There isn't any doubt in my mind that my wife loves me. She fell in love with me during our Sophomore year in college and she has loved me unceasingly ever since. Even during the difficulties that we encountered over the past year, I do not believe that her love for me faltered for even one second."

Kirby nodded. "Yesterday, when she was in the store I watched her. It was obvious from the way that she looked at you that she loves you. I wish I had a woman who looked at me that way. Maybe Elvira does."

"It is wonderful. My wife loves me with all her heart, but over the past five years she's also slept with a large number of other men."

"And that doesn't bother you?"

"Why should it? To Kelly sex is just a game or an activity like golf or bike riding. Some women like to play bridge, my wife likes to fuck. I have no more reason to be jealous of a man who's enjoying sex with her than I would her bridge partner."

"And you think Tonya feels the same way."

"Yes I do."

Kirby thought about that for a moment and then he said, "It's going to take me a little time, but I think I can learn to accept that idea."

We were both quiet. It was obvious that Kirby needed a moment to consider everything that had just been said. Suddenly he looked at me. "Timmy you said that Tonya was lonely."

"That's right."

"If she's so lonely, why hasn't she tried to find a boyfriend before now?"

"Partly it's her schedule. They do most of their entertaining in the evenings, but that's not the biggest problem."

Kirby smiled. "I just got it. Now I understand. It's because guys back away as soon as they find out what she does for a living." He shook his head. "Before I met you and Ellie, I know that's what I would have done."

He looked at me. "That's why she's interested in me, isn't it Timmy? I already know about her job and she's hoping that I might be able to accept it."

"That's certainly part of it. but it's not the only reason. She was very impressed with what you did for Elvira. She also recognizes how hard you're working to keep this store open. Tonya believes that you're a very kind and gentle man, but she also sees the strength and determination in your heart. Kirby my friend, like it or not, you have managed to captivate this woman and I think that she's already decided that she wants to spend the rest her life with you."

Kirby thought about this for a moment and then he said, "Timmy I've never been in a serious relationship with anyone. I never even had a girlfriend while when I was in high school." He laughed. "Hell I've only been out on six dates in my entire life."

Suddenly I began to understand just how shy my big friend really was. I looked at him. "Kirby are you a virgin?"

He stared at me. I think my question surprised him. After a moment he shook his head. "No, Timmy I'm not. I spent thirty years in the navy. I've been with hundreds of prostitutes." Then he smiled at me. "But maybe I am a virgin. I've never been with a woman because we loved each other."

"Cookie, that is about to change. As soon as I get my coat off I'm going to take you upstairs and give you the first of your daily blow jobs and when I do it I promise you that it's going to be an act filled with love."

Kirby and I both turned. Elvira was walking over to the storage closet. As she took off her coat she said, "I apparently walked in on a very serious conversation. Who wants to bring me up to speed."

Kirby and I both smiled. When Elvira entered a room it was hard to avoid smiling.

"Tonya invited Kirby to dinner tonight." I just blurted it out.

Kirby glared at me.

Elvira stared at us for a moment and then she started to smile. "Really? That's wonderful news. Yesterday I could tell that she wanted to do it, but I was afraid that she might be too apprehensive to go through with it.'

Kirby looked at Elvira. "Ellie, I don't want to go to Tonya's tonight. I want to have dinner with you. Ellie, I think I love you."

Elvira smiled. "I know you do Cookie and I love you too, but it just wouldn't be right between us. I'm too old for you and you're too young for me."

She walked around behind the counter, put her arms around her good friend's waist and hugged him. "Baby if we got together I'd spend all my time worrying about who was going to take care of you after I'm gone. The pain I endured when Max died was unbearable. You know that, you were there. You were the one who rescued me."

She shook her head. "But now that I've survived it, I realize that the pain was worth it because Max and I had fifty wonderful years together. Kirby I will love your forever and I know that you will always love me too, but if you commit your life to me you're going to get cheated. You won't get your monies worth. No Cookie if Tonya wants you, you grab her. The two of you could have thirty wonderful years together. The most you'll get out of me is another ten followed by frailty, illness and death."

"Ellie you could be healthy for a very long..."

"Maybe, but the odds are against it. No Kirby, you need to find a woman your own age and I need to find a man my age.'I think it's best for a couple to go through the stages of life together."

Kirby closed his eyes and sighed.

Elvira hugged him. "Don't be sad Cookie. You and I will be best friends forever." She grinned up at him. "And if you do get together with Tonya I'm fairly certain that she'll be willing to let me continue to give you an occasional blow job."

Kirby and I both laughed.

Elvira winked at me. "Would you like me to ask Kelly if I can give one to you too?"

I shook my head. "Ellie, how could I possibly turn down and offer like that."

Elvira grinned at me. "You'd be a fool if you did. My tits might sag a little, but I have some major league experience."

Elvira turned to Kirby. "All right, enough fooling around. We have some serious business to attend to. What time are you supposed to arrive at Tonya's apartment.'

"Six o'clock."

"Do you have some decent clothes to wear? I am not going to let you go to Tonya's looking like you just came directly from the store."

Kirby nodded. "Yes, I have a pair of gray flannel slacks, a pair of black wing tip shoes and a white dress shirt that I bought when I got out of the navy."

"Lets go up to your apartment and take a look at them. The white dress shirt doesn't sound too jazzy, but I suppose that it will have to do."

"Ellie before we do that please listen to me."

"What is it Cookie?"

"Ellie I'm terrified. Tonya is the most beautiful woman I've ever met. I cannot imagine why she'd even want to talk to a yokel like me?"

Elvira shook her head. "Oh Cookie, how can one person be so smart and so naive? Sweetheart you are a catch. Tonya has had her fill of slick, handsome wheeler dealers. She's looking for a man who is kind, considerate and reliable. Cookie that's you. Look at how hard you work at making this store a success."

Suddenly Kirby through his arms in the air. "But that's just it, it's not a success. The store is losing money. If I didn't have my navy pension I wouldn't be able to buy food."

He stared at the floor and quietly said, "I'm sorry that it came out like this, but I don't think I'm going to be able to keep the store open very much longer. I'm up to my neck in unpaid bills. My suppliers don't want to make deliveries any more."

Elvira looked at him. "Kirby, why didn't you tell me earlier? I have money, I could have helped you. Let's go see your suppliers tomorrow. Maybe we can still salvage the store."

"Thank you Ellie, but I think this store is a losing proposition. We just don't have enough customers. There's too much competition from the big chain stores and with the economy the way it is people aren't stopping for a cup of coffee and a doughnut on the way to work anymore."

He shook his head. "It took me a long time to admit it, but it's time for me to cut my losses and close the store."

Kirby laughed. "I wonder how eager Tonya's going to be to date me once she finds out that I'm homeless."

Elvira stared at him for a moment and then she said, "You will not be homeless. If you lose this place you can move in with me. My house is little, but there is plenty of space for the two of us. The house was paid for a long time ago, so you can live there rent free. That will give us some time to figure out what to do about your debts."

I smiled. "Kirby, you have friends, good friends. We can help you."

Elvira nodded. "Cookie, you pulled me through that horrible time after Max died. Now I can return the favor. Sweetheart, we're going to get you through this."

I looked at Kirby. "When do you plan to close the store?"

Kirby thought for a moment and then he said, "I just got an order of dairy products on Friday. It will last for at least a week and I need to try to sell as much of it as possible. I'm guessing that I'll probably close the store about a week to ten days from now."

"I'll be here every morning to help you and you don't have to pay me."

"Timmy, you can't do that. I can't let you work for free."

"Why not? You're my friend and I don't have that many friends. I want to help you. Besides, I don't need the money. I'm back with my wife. Kelly makes more than enough money to support both of us. Kirby, whether you like it or not, until you close the store I am going to be here every morning at 6:00 AM. If you don't want me here you're going to have to lock the front door and if you do that, I'll stand in the parking lot and wait until you open it and let me into the store."

"And I'll be standing out there next to him. Face it Cookie, you might as well resign yourself to the fact that you're not going to get rid of us. Timmy and I are going to work for you for free until this store is finally closed. "

Kirby grinned at us. "I don't know what to say. You're the best friends I've ever had."

Elvira poked his arm. "And don't you ever forget that."

He laughed.

Elvira grabbed Kirby's wrist. "All right, now that we've settled that, let's go upstairs. Timmy can mind the store while we're gone."

As Elvira pulled him out from behind the counter Kirby asked, "Why are we going up to my apartment Ellie?"

"Because tonight you have a hot date with a beautiful woman and I want to make sure that you have some decent clothes to wear."

"But Ellie, now that you know about the store, you must understand that I can't possibly start dating a beautiful woman like Tonya. The moment I tell her I'm losing my store she'll through me out of her house." Kirby shook his head. "And I can't start a serious relationship with a lie."

"Who said anything about lying. You're going to tell her the truth as soon as you walk in her front door. Trust me Cookie, she won't care."

I nodded. "Ellie's right Kirby. I do not believe that money is a primary motivation for Tonya."

Elvira kept pulling on Kirby's arm. As they crossed the store she said, "It's also time for your morning blow job."

"Ellie you don't have to do that."

"Yes I do and you're going to enjoy every minute of it. I give great head." She laughed. "I just hope that you have some new titty books to look at, otherwise you're going to have to be content with my wrinkly old boobies."

Now it was Kirby's turn to laugh. "Ellie, I can't think of anything that I would enjoy more than playing with your beautiful breasts."

When they got to the stairway leading up to Kirby's apartment Elvira stopped and looked back at me. "Timmy, tomorrow if you bring me a note from Kelly saying it's all right, you can have a blow job too."

Before I had a chance to answer Elvira and Kirby disappeared into the stairwell.

After they were gone I quietly said, "Ellie a blow job from a woman as beautiful as you would be a truly memorable experience."

Very touching!

Three great segments there GH, you are the master. Beautifully written, very nice bonding between those three. I really like this story.

Thank you for all your efforts.

TrF2

Good Husband

WOW I do l enjoy your sex scenes However when you take the time to develop the people you are awesome

Can not wait till the next post. Miss Kelly tell Timmy about the party. Then they will be watching a movie, eating pizza and sharing "us" time. Wonder what Kelly has up her ssleave fot Timmy? Then Monday, going to work adn hearing about Kirby and Tonya. Perhaps Tonya and Kirby will stop by Sunday evening.

Thanks for writing and all my best to your wife and to you.

Hit them straight and hit them long

Meijer

PS BUMP

can't wait to see if he brings a note to work

Cuckold4one and Trf2

As always thanks for the kind comments

Meijer

I always look forward to hearing from you. I love reading your speculations about what might happen next.

Sallyannslut

I can't wait to see what happens when he asks Kelly for the note.


Everyone

Thanks again for your comments. sorry I have been so slow with this post. Lately real life has been a bit demanding

GH

It was just after noon by the time I got home. I was excited to see that my wife's Mercedes was already in the garage. Kelly was waiting for me when I walked in the back door. As soon as she saw me she ran to me, threw her arms around my neck and gave me a long passionate kiss on the lips.

After we broke apart I smiled at her, but before I could say anything she exclaimed, "Timmy I'm so sorry."

That confused me. I looked at her with a puzzled expression. "What do you mean?"

She laid her head against my shoulder. "Last night as I was going to sleep I realized that I'd just spent three nights in a row with other men. Timmy, please forgive me. I don't know what I was thinking about. We just got back together a few days ago and already I'm ignoring you again."

I kissed her forehead and whispered, "Don't worry, it's all right." Then I took her hand and led her into the the living room. I sat down on the couch and gently pulled her down next to me.

Kelly snuggled up to my shoulder. "Timmy, I was so sad when I went to sleep last night. I felt like I was back to treating you just like I did all last year."

"You should have called me. We could have talked about it."

"I didn't want to wake you. You haven't been getting enough sleep lately. You needed to rest."

"Kelly you can always call me, especially when you're feeling sad. I have plenty of opportunities to catch up on my sleep."

I put my arm around Kelly's shoulders and held her. As she cuddled against me she whispered, "Timmy I really am sorry."

I gently kissed her blond hair and said, "You don't have anything to be sorry about. We're adopting a new life style. Change can sometimes be difficult. We love each other. As long as we don't forget that and remember to talk to each other, I think we can contend with anything."

"But Timmy I devoted two consecutive evenings to Chris and then I spent last night partying with Robert. I'm afraid that we're starting to fall back into the same pattern we were in before you left me. I don't want that to happen. I caused you so much pain during the past year. I don't want to do that again." Kelly's voice turned into a whisper. "I'm also terrified that you're going to leave me again. Please Timmy, don't do that. I don't think I could live without you."

"Don't worry Kelly, I won't leave you. I'll never leave you."

She looked up at me. "Do you promise?"

I chuckled, "Yes I promise."

Kelly hugged me.

We were both quiet for a moment and then I said, "There's a big difference between the way it is now and the way it was during the past year."

"What do you mean?"

"Now I'm involved. You're including me in this part of your life. Yes, you did spend two consecutive evenings with Chris, but I was there too. Those two evenings weren't totally devoted to him, they also involved me."

Kelly nodded.

I smiled. "Yes, you did spend last night partying with another man, but Kelly that was a job assignment. You were working. I also knew where you were and what you were doing. You even called me when you got to Eagle Lake. I really appreciated that."

Kelly nodded. "I liked talking to you too."

"I do think that we learned something last night. I think that from now on when you're at a party or on a date that's going to keep you out all night you should call me when you get back to your room."

"Timmy, that's always going to be really late. I don't want to wake you up. You need your sleep."

"Kelly we're going through a process of change right now. Our life has been pretty intense. Lately it's true that I haven't been getting much sleep, but things will soon start to settle down and our life will get back into a regular routine. It will be a new and different routine, but it will be a routine and I'll start finding more opportunities to sleep. I really would love to talk to you when you get back to your room after a date."

"Timmy, I'd like that too, but there's still another problem."

"What's that?"

"Sometimes the guy wants me to spend the night with him. He wants me to sleep with him so that he can have one more fuck or a blow job when we wake up in the morning."

I shrugged. "That's all right. I guess that if I don't hear from you I'll just have to assume that that's what's happening. You can call me after he leaves in the morning."

Kelly slowly nodded her head and then all of the sudden her face lit up. "I know what I can do Timmy. I'll keep my phone in the clutch purse I carry at parties. As soon as I find out that a guy wants me to spend the night with him I'll go into the bathroom and text you the message, 'All niter'."

I grinned at her. "That's an excellent idea. Then I won't have to worry when I don't hear from you." I had a sudden concern. I paused and looked at her. "Doing that won't be a problem will it? I mean telling a guy that you have to stop and send a text to your husband might put a damper on the rest of the evening."

Kelly giggled. "Yes, you're absolutely right. If I said that to a guy it probably would put him off a little bit, but I'd never do that. I'll just go into the bathroom and close the door. Everybody has to go to the bathroom."

Kelly shook her head. She was still giggling. In a voice filled with exaggerated seriousness she said, "Excuse me sir, would you please stop fucking me for a moment so that I can send a text message to my husband."

"you're mocking me."

"Yes I am."

"Be nice. I was trying to be good."

Kelly hugged me. "Timmy, you are good.” She paused. “No, that's not true."

I looked at her with a questioning expression.

She grinned at me and said, "You're wonderful."

We both smiled.

Kelly and I held each other in silence. After a moment I said, "See, if we talk about it we can solve any problem that confronts us."

Kelly sat up and kissed my cheek. "Timmy I'm so glad I married you."

I laughed. "So am I."

She cuddled up to my side again. There was another moment of very comfortable silence and then she said, "I have an idea.'

"What is it?"

"My life as a hostess gets pretty hectic. Tonya tries to keep us scheduled about a month in advance. Sometimes Martin, John and Wendell need to change the schedule on short notice, but that doesn't happen very often. I think we should get a copy of the schedule and put it on our refrigerator. That way you'll know when I'm going to be out and it will give us chance to schedule some evenings like tonight that are just for us, ."

I smiled. "I think that's an excellent idea, but I also think we should schedule some dinner parties. You know, like the ones we just had."

"You mean parties where I have a date and you're my slave?"

My entire body tingled with excitement. Once again I gently kissed Kelly's blond hair, then I quietly said, "Yes, that's exactly what I mean."

I heard Kelly's breath quicken and I felt her body grow tense in my arms. After a moment she whispered, "Timmy that's a delightfully delicious idea. I'd like that very much."

"Would you like to hear about my date last night?"

"I thought you'd never ask."

"Just a moment." Kelly stood up. I eagerly watched as she unbuttoned her blue jeans and pushed them down to the floor along with her panties. After she stepped out of them she pulled off her tee shirt and tossed it on to the stuffed chair next to us. Then she unclasped her brassiere and lasciviously licked her lips as she slowly pulled it away and exposed her large breasts."

My breath caught. Kelly was an extraordinarily beautiful woman. Seeing her naked was always an exhilarating experience for me.

Kelly noticed my reaction and smiled. She enjoyed knowing that men found her exciting and it pleased her when she caught a man, any man including me, looking at her. My wife was a flagrant exhibitionist.

"You like looking at me naked, don't you Timmy?"

"Yes very much."

"Don't you think it would be better if you were naked too."

I nodded and then I quickly tore my clothes off and tossed them on the stuffed chair next to Kelly's clothes. Once I was naked I looked at my wife.

She smiled at me. "Very good Timmy, I like telling you stories when we're both naked."

"I like that too." I was so excited that my voice cracked.

Kelly looked at me with a lascivious smile and then in a very seductive voice she asked, "When I tell you this story, would you like me to be nice, naughty or nasty. If you want me to be nice, I'll be your sweet little wife. If you want me to be naughty I'll be a wanton slut. That's the way Chris likes me. You know what nasty means, don't you Timmy?"

I slowly nodded my head.

"Which will it be Timmy, nice? naughty? or nasty?"

There was never any doubt in either of our minds about which choice I would make. I took a deep breath and said, "Nasty."

My wife stared into my eyes as her hands slipped to her shaved pussy. A wicked smile formed at the corners of her mouth. "That means that now you're dicklet and I'm Ms. Mason doesn't it."

I swallowed hard and nodded again.

"I was hoping that you would choose nasty. For you and me nasty is so much more fun than nice and naughty. Wouldn't you agree with that," Kelly paused and then in a voice dripping with arrogant disdain added, "dicklet,"

My entire body tingled with excitement. I bowed politely and in my most obedient tone of voice answered; "Yes Ms. Mason, I would agree with that."

Kelly winked at me. I smiled and winked back at her. Her wink was to remind me that she loved me and my wink back was to reaffirm to her that I knew that."

"Masturbate for me dicklet, I want to see you stroking your little weenie while I tell you about the man who fucked me last night."

I didn't balk, I didn't even hesitate. I just grabbed my tiny erection and started to slowly stroke it.

Kelly smiled and watched me while she fingered her moist pussy. "That's a good boy, jerk off while I tell you all about my latest lover. His name was Robert. He's not a little wimp like you, he's a very wealthy and powerful business man. I've been with him before, several times in fact. I enjoy seeing him. He knows how to satisfy a woman like me."

I took a deep breath. Kelly was trying to push my submissive masochistic buttons and she was being very successful.

"Robert and the rest of his group arrived at Eagle Lake just after seven. Martin and John were with them. Tonya, Keisha, Mandy, Antoine and I were all waiting for them in the parlor. Antoine was wearing a purple silk shirt, a pair of gray slacks and enough gold jewelry to fill a pirate chest."

I smiled at Kelly's imagery. Men were my wife's foremost passion, but she had others. Poetry was one of them. That particular passion was evident even when she was speaking. She enjoyed making colorful references.

"He was decked out in his best ghetto bling." She laughed. "You got to know Antoine yesterday. He's a very gentle, soft spoken man; but when he chooses to do it, he can become an extremely convincing street thug."

I chuckled. My impression of Antoine was that he was a bright man with a dynamic personality. I didn't doubt for a minute that he could easily shift into a variety or personas.

"The rest of us were all wearing very similar black cocktail dresses. I told you about my dress when I talked to you last night on the telephone. You remember, don't you?"

I nodded.

"It left very little to the imagination. I could never wear that dress out in public. Tonya, Keisha and Mandy's dresses were very similar."

"Ms. Mason?"

"Yes dicklet."

"Am I allowed to ask questions and make comments?"

Kelly stared at me for a moment and then she grinned, jumped on the couch next to me and threw her arms around my neck. After she kissed me passionately on the lips she said, "Timmy I love you so much. I always want you to be able to talk and ask questions. Playing a game with you wouldn't be much fun if you had to be silent all the time."

She paused to think. After a second she said, "Maybe sometimes when I'm entertaining Chris or Tonya and Keisha, it might be fun to require you to remain silent as a sign of respect and subservience; but that should be the exception rather than the rule. If we decide to do that I think we should talk about it first. I'm afraid that by restricting your freedom to speak I might be excluding you from the game, or at least be severely limiting your ability to participate."

I smiled. "Thank you Ms. Mason. I appreciate your generosity."

The wording and tone of my answer seemed to surprise Kelly. For a moment she stared at me with a questioning expression and then she smiled. "You're feeling very submissive right now aren't you dicklet."

I hesitated for a moment and then I took a deep breath and nervously answered, "Yes Ms. Mason, I am. "

Kelly gently placed her hand on the back of my head and pulled my face to her nipple. "Lick me dicklet, give me pleasure."

I closed my eyes and sucked my wife's engorged nipple into my mouth. I used both my tongue and my teeth. As I sucked on her, I was careful to avoid biting her too hard. I knew my wife well. Unlike me, she preferred her pleasure to be pain free.

Kelly cooed with delight. "Yes dicklet, that feels so nice."

I nursed on my wife's large breasts for a few minutes and then I again felt the pressure of her hands at the back of my head. "Go down on me dicklet. I want to feel your tongue in my pussy."

I slipped off the couch and kneeled between my wife's parted thighs. Once I was in position she breathlessly said, "Yes dicklet, this is the way it should be. I love it when you're kneeling at my feet."

I looked up at Kelly. When I saw her looking down at me a wave of excitement rippled through my loins . I took a deep breath and said, "Yes Ms. Mason, I agree."

Kelly pulled my face into her very wet sex. As I licked her she laid her head back and closed her eyes. She took a moment to silently enjoy the attention of my tongue; then she quietly said, "John presented me to Robert. He made it clear to him that I was his for the evening."

My wife ran her fingers through my hair while I eagerly licked her cunt. "Does it excite you to hear that I was given to another man last night?"

When I tried to look up at my wife and tell her that it did, her hands kept my face pressed into her sex, so instead I just nodded and continued to pleasure her.

"He gave Tonya to Carl. Carl is one of Robert's two business partners. Lydia is his other partner. I told you about her last night. While Tonya and I took Robert and Carl over to the bar to get each of them a cocktail, John led Lydia over to Antoine. Ordinarily he would have done the same thing he did with Tonya and me. He would have taken Antoine's hand, placed it in Lydia's and told her that Antoine was hers for the evening. He didn't do that with Lydia. Do you remember what I told you about Lydia's fantasy when I talked to you last night?"

I nodded.

"John took Lydia's hand, placed it to Antoine's and said, "Damon, this is Lydia. She's your toy for the evening. Have a good time with her."

I looked up at Kelly. This time she didn't try to hold my face in her cunt. "Why did John call Antoine Damon?"

"None of us use our real names while were working. Antoine frequently uses Damon. I generally use Melody. Tonya uses Ginger, Mandy likes Mitzi and Keisha almost always uses Jasmine." Kelly smiled at me. "Any more questions right now?"

I grinned at her and shook my head.

She giggled as she pushed my face back into her cunt. "All right then, it's time to get back to work."

I started licking Kelly again. Her breath caught. She closed her eyes. For a moment we both focused our attention on her pleasure. Finally she sighed, took a long slow breath and said. "A common fantasy for many women is to be taken and used by a strong powerful man. Antoine is very good at playing that role. There is also a softness about him, even when he's being forceful, that makes women feel safe."

"Lydia must have had a very exciting evening."

Kelly looked down at me and smiled. "Yes dicklet, she certainly did."

I see you just bumped Stormy GH. There are two that deserve to stay on top though. This, of course, is the other one. You have these characters so right my friend.

Thanks Peak