Courtesan

GH,

that New Years party looks like a great short story should you decide to end this one before New Years. I for one would not mind if it kept going for ever - LOL. Thanks for another couple of interesting and great segments

Thanks GH, those were very interesting additions and great reading. That party at the "cottage" could be a doozy, should you decide to go that far!
Timmy's backstory was excellent and a good refresher to the early build up of their characters - the birth of a willing and submissive cuckold, and, at least as important, the birth of a talented cuckoldress! It just now occurs to me that I may have borrowed a bit of Timmy and Kelly to create Kevin and Steffany-sorry about that, but I hope you will consider it an homage.
Anyhow, I will continue to enjoy your crew just as long as you continue to give them to us.

Amazing. Two very nice segments with almost no sex at all, yet I found them riveting to read. Said it before, will say it again, you are a wonderful story teller GH. It's fun to watch your characters expose their inner feelings, makes them even more likable if that's even possible.

I know, I know, the story is winding down and after it ends you're not sure what you're going to do. I hope you take a couple of months (or more) off to recharge your batteries, play a LOT of golf and do whatever it is that really makes you happy. If you decide to return to us with another of your brilliant stories, then we're all the richer for that.

Much to my chagrin, after one 70 degree day last week, they're now predicting sleet and possibly snow for later on this week. Will the golf season ever get here in the Northeast?

Thanks for all the hard work GH, take care.

TrF2

GH:

Once again, all I can add to what's already been said is.........
BRAVO..... BRAVO!!!!

Timmy27

You're right, the New Years Eve party may be the subject for a fun short story

Storm

I hadn't really noticed anything, but if you did borrow from Timmy and Kelly to create Kevin and Steffany, I'm glad because that's a great story.

TrF2

That the problem with the northern latitudes. Spring can be a bit of a tease.

Cuck4one

Thanks

Gentlemen, as always thank you for your kind words and support. It is appreciated.

GH

As soon as Donny was gone I turned to Kirby and said, "I'll bet Tonya's in the back dining room.'

He nodded, "Let's go find her." He rushed through the door that led into the kitchen. I followed right behind him.

The kitchen was deserted. We quickly crossed it and walked through the door to the back dining room. It was still crowded and filled with the sounds of laughter and boisterous conversation. Edward, Nathan, Maurice, Doris, Ben, Florence, Cassie and Elvira were all still seated at the table. Mr. Tyler, Mr. Jackson and Mr. Reynolds had returned and were once again sitting with them. Tonya was now also there. She was seated between Elvira and Florence.

As soon as he noticed our presence John Reynolds stood up and started to say something, but then out of the corner of his eye he saw that Tonya was also standing. Once he realized that Kirby and Tonya were staring at each other he discreetly stepped back from the table and waited.

Kirby had taken two steps into the room before he found Tonya sitting at the table. The moment he saw her he froze.

The noisy room had suddenly become very quiet. Everyone's attention was now focused on Tonya and Kirby. We all anxiously watched as they silently stared at each other. I got the distinct impression that everyone knew what was happening.

After a moment Tonya said, "Kirb, did Donny tell you?"

Kirby nodded. "Yes he did."

"Are we still okay?"

Kirby smiled at her. "Tonnie, I don't give a damn if you're rich or you're poor. The money doesn't make any difference to me. I just want to spend the rest of my life with you."

When she heard that Tonya smiled. So did everyone else in the room.

Kirby took a deep breath and then he said, "I'm not sure why you want to hang around with a fat old retired navy cook, but apparently you do. So Tonya, I'm going to go out on a limb and ask you, Will you marry me?"

Tonya stared at Kirby for a moment and then she said, "Kirby Lundquist, you may be a fat old retired navy cook, but you are definitely the sweetest fat old retired navy cook that this broken down old whore will ever find.'

She ran to Kirby and threw her arms around his large waist. "Kirby Lundquist, if you'll have me, this broken down old whore would love to marry you."

As Kirby wrapped his huge arms around Tonya and Kissed her hard on the lips everyone in the room began to applaud.

After they broke off their kiss Tonya turned around so that she was facing the group. With Kirby's arm still wrapped around her shoulder Tonya flashed us a smile and did a little head wiggle. We all laughed.

Kirby waited until we were all quiet and then he said, "We do have a little problem.

Tonya looked at him. "What's that?"

"I just lost my store. The firm was kind enough to buy me out so that I could pay off my debts, but I'm still broke. It's going to take me a little time to save up enough money to buy you an engagement ring."

Tonya shook her head. "Kirby honey I have plenty of money..."

Kirby held up his hand. "Tonya Lewis, you are not going to pay for your own engagement ring."

John Reynolds, who was still standing up, stepped forward. "If I may interrupt, I think I might be able to be of assistance here."

Martin Jackson laughed and said, "Yes John I think that's very true."

There was a general murmur of agreement around the table. Suddenly I had the distinct impression that these people knew something that Kirby and I didn't know.

Mr. Reynolds took another step towards Kirby and Tonya. Kirby looked puzzled. Tonya was grinning.

I glanced around the room. Everyone was smiling and their eyes were all focused on John Reynolds. Something was definitely up.

"Kirby and Timmy," Mr. Reynolds was looking back and forth at Kirby and me." While you were in the dining room talking to Don Kline I made an announcement in this room. You may have noticed the bottles of champagne on the table."

I hadn't, but now that he mentioned them I saw that there were several magnums of Moet Et Chandon on the table and everyone had a champagne glass in front of them.

"We're having a bit of a celebration. You know that for the past six months I've been spearheading a major project."

Kirby and I both nodded.

"About a year ago we learned that one of the largest construction companies in the world was in grave financial danger. The problems had been caused by a combination of factors; bad weather, unexpected political unrest, several overly ambitious and unrealistic time schedules that caused them to miss key deadlines and two major law suits. We launched a thorough investigation and quickly learned that the company had been struck by virtual perfect storm of unexpected disasters. This was still a solid corporation that was currently floundering because of a combination of bad luck, some poor long range planning and several disastrous management decisions."

I took a quick look at the table. Everyone was listening intently.

"Because of these misfortunes the companies value had plummeted. After further investigation we came to the conclusion that we could purchase controlling interest in the company for around one point eight billion dollars.'

He smiled. "And if we are able to correct the problems and get the company functioning smoothly again, we estimated that we should be able to sell it for between three and three and a half billion dollars.

My jaw dropped. John, Martin and Wendell were attempting to pull off a business deal that could earn a gross profit of over a billion dollars.

"The problem of course, was that one point eight billion dollars is not exactly chump change. Raising that amount of money is a challenge. Never the less, we decided that the potential reward was worth the effort and the risk, so we went to work and I was assigned to spearhead the project."

The room was silent. Everyone was listening to John with rapt attention.

"I started barnstorming the country. By the end of last week I'd managed to convince twenty three different financial sources to commit one point two billion dollars. Ever since the beginning of this project we'd always known that Donald Kline was going to be pivotal for us. He represents a group of very adventurous entrepreneurs. He is also a very astute financial analyst. We knew that he would immediately understand that the crux of the issue was putting together the mammoth sum of money required to make the project work. For that reason, we decided that we would wait to approach Donald Kline and his group until we could show him that we'd already been able to raise a substantial portion of the necessary capital."

He smiled at everyone. "A little over an hour ago Donald Kline agreed to commit up to six hundred million dollars to this project. That gives us enough money to proceed. Tomorrow we are going to meet with one more investor. We feel confident that we can persuade his group to commit at least another two hundred million dollars. If we can do that, we should have more than enough working capital to be able to take control of the company, correct the problems that caused it to founder and restore it to its full value. That will allow us to then sell it and make a very nice profit for ourselves and our investors."

Mr. Reynolds looked at us. "Kirby and Timmy, you're both new to JTandR so you may not be aware of our policy regarding bonuses. While we try to pay all of our employees a reasonable base salary, we are in what can frequently be a very lucrative business. We like to reward the employees who are instrumental in making us successful. I believe that today's function was pivotal to the success of our effort to enlist the support of Donald Kline's financial group in our project. Martin and Wendell both agree. For that reason we've decided to reward everyone who participated in this function with a five thousand dollar bonus. Everyone should be receiving their checks by the middle of next week."

He smiled at Kirby. "That should be enough to buy a very nice engagement ring."

Tonya put her arms around Kirby's massive shoulders and kissed his cheek. "This old whore would be very happy with a cigar band."

Shaking his head, Kirby said; "Nope, as soon as I get that bonus check we're going across the street to Smithson Jewelers and you, my beautiful lady, are going to get the biggest rock that five thousand dollars can buy."

"Way to go Cookie!"

I turned. Elvira was standing up. She was clapping her hands. Everyone at the table quickly joined her.

I glanced at my big friend. Kirby was grinning like a four year old boy who'd just been given a giant red lollipop.

Nice GH, that was a very good outcome for them, and it came totally out of left field for me. Very well thought out, I thoroughly enjoyed it!

For some reason, I am unable to currently log in to this site under my own account. So I am posting this under my husbands account.

For the past several years I've been working very hard to try to keep my husband out of conflicts like this one.
Sadly, in this situation I have to agree with him. Martinr, you really are a shockingly obtuse human being.

Clearly you do not understand that this disagreement is fundamental to the use of this site as a vehicle to create stories. If what you are doing is left unchecked, then a precedent is established that will make it permissible for anyone to add their personal variations to all stories as they are being created.

Yes, we understand that the author in question has left his story undeveloped for an extended period of time. While that may make all of us unhappy, that is his prerogative. After all, he did create the story.

My husband offered an alternative. An alternative that I think was very reasonable. Post your additions on a new thread that credits the original author. This leaves that author's thread clean and gives him or her the option to come back in the future and continue the story if he or she so chooses.

Martinr, you have chosen to reject that compromise and stand by your efforts to usurp another writer's story. Please understand that attempting to get the author's permission after the fact is irrelevant to this situation. You have already stolen another writer's story.

My husband loves to write and he is proud of his creations. I have observed the effort he puts into creating his stories. He and every other writer who posts stories on this site deserve better than what you are offering.

For this reason, I have asked my husband to stop posting on this site. This is not a decision made lightly. Martinr, we both see your transgression as a fundamental assault on an authors freedom to create stories without the fear of interference from others.

Lisa

I'm sure that some of you consider this to be a petty and petulant response, but we feel that it is not. The writers who post here do so without copywrite protection or in fact any other protection than basic human trust.

We work hard to create the stories you read. Allowing people to step in and begin writing on a story that we have worked hard to develop and then create is not acceptable from the writer's perspective and if you think about it, from the readers either. You may not always be happy with the way our stories proceed or that at times we do not finish them, but that is in fact our choice. We did create them and they are ours.

I have enjoyed posting on this site. I love the give and take that exists between writer and reader. Sadly that free expression leaves us vulnerable and the situation has been recently abused.

I feel compelled to take a stand. A writer should be able to tell his story with the confidence that he will be able to finish it without the interference of others. If another writer is so deeply moved by a story that he feels compelled to continue it on his own, then let him start a new thread as a continuation of that story, but that new writer should not be allowed to usurp the other writer's thread.

I'm sorry, but as long as this situation persists, I will no longer post on this site.

Goodhusband

GH,
I say this with a very, very heavy heart indeed, as I feel your stories are a true gift to our community, but I understand your stance on the subject, and fully sympathise with you.

you will be sorely missed, gh, but i support your stand on this matter. Though i haven't written any stories, i would feel the same if someone were to take over the thread where i post my captioned pics. Be well my friend and hopefully things will work out one way or another. priss

GH,

Just getting caught up again after a busy few weeks to find this. Have to say that it saddens me but I understand completely. I haven't written anywhere near the amount that you have for this site and I would feel exactly the same way if someone hijacked my story. I hope that the situation can be resolved and you will rejoin us, but please know how much the rest of us have enjoyed following your stories. I have always loved your stories because, as others have said, I can relate to the characters. No, not everyone steps into a million dollar situation every day, but that part of it is fun for me. Kind of like envisioning what you would spend the lottery money on

Anyway, I really enjoyed getting caught up with the story and love the recent developments. I hope that I will be able to read the end of the story some day but I support you completely in the stand that you're taking.

Enjoy your weekend GH!!!
Weslrobt

I must be really out in left field because I don't have a clue as to what happened here. Who is this person and what the hell is he doing to GH's story (or anyone else's for that matter)? I don't see anything.

Are you kidding me? All the work that these authors put into these stories and all it takes is one person to ruin everything? Isn't there some way to control the website and who posts? Does this have anything to do with all the problems that we were having earlier in trying to log onto the site? Again, I feel like I'm missing something here, not sure what.

This is ridiculous.

GH, you have my thanks forever for all the wonderful writing you've done to entertain us. You've been away for various reasons and always came back, I have a dreadful feeling that this may not get resolved and that makes me very unhappy. I guess I'll have to keep searching over on that other site to see if you ever continue with the end to this story.

Please stay well my friend, good luck with your golf, and again...........thanks.

TrF2

TrF2,

I was at a loss at first too, but finally caught up. Seems that a poster named martinr kind of hijacked the story Sarah's Game because the writer had stopped writing updates for it and he decided to start adding his own chapters directly to that person's thread rather than starting his own "spin off" thread. That is basically the issue at hand. Hope that helps.

Wes

Thanks weslrobt, now I understand. Never having read Sarah's Game, I was totally lost. Now I see what has been going on. My two favorite writers, two of the guys who work the hardest to continually bring stuff to this forum are now fighting for what they feel is fair and correct and I totally support them. Not sure how this will all turn out, hopefully martinr will reconsider and accept one of the proposals so that he can continue his excellent work. It looks like Stormy is going through a similar thing with some guy hacking his stuff and posting pictures into one of his stories. Not cool. People need to play nice and have some respect for each other on here.

GH:

I miss your postings and hope that martinr makes amens for hacking ones story.

I can see both sides, and hope that both of you can continue to post on this site.


GH, if you ever finish this story..... please send the ending chapter to me.

Thanks again for all the stories you have given us to enjoy!

GH, I know I posted my opinion on the issue over on the Sarah's Game thread, so here I'll just drop in to say thanks and to tell you how sorry I am to see you give up on this site. To me your stories have epitomized what the site is all about, and it is only because of your writing that I decided to give it a shot myself.

It's a sad day when the actions of one thoughtless person cost the rest of us the opportunity to enjoy your talent. While I completely understand your stance, and respect it, I can't necessarily agree with it. To me it seems too much like letting the bad guys win. That said, I know you feel you must take this action, and you have my (begrudging) support for your principled stand. Just when it seems that the technical problems might be working out so that I can continue to post, we may lose you. That's just wrong!

I will remind you of your words to me when I was considering dropping out, and how you pushed the give-and-take nature of this site as one of it's positives, as well as the ability to come back and edit posts at any time. Let's hope martinr takes advantage of the latter to correct his overstep as you suggested, because he can actually write - and we can always use more writers here. Still, it would never be the same without you.

Here's hoping we'll see you back soon!

storm

chiappeviola, priss, weslrobt, cuck4one, storm and all the readers who sent me personal messages and emails.

Thank you for your support and understanding.

Lisa and I both have a little feisty streak. We have always been quick to take up the fight when we see a wrong. Sometimes we are too quick. After several personal messages with my good friend peakmb and reading all of your comments, Lisa and I have both come to the conclusion that this might be one of those times.

I want to finish “Courtesan”, Lisa wants to see me finish it and we both want everyone who has been enjoying it to be able to read the end on this site and without having to wait until the entire story is posted on another site.

I hope everyone will understand why I took the stand I did. All of the writers who post at this site work very hard on their stories and post them without any copy write protection at all.

I am very touchy about this issue. I hope the reasons are apparent. When martinr began his extension to that jaiceeuk's story and did it on jaiceeuk's thread, I do not believe that he actually understood what he was doing or how seriously some of us would take it.

I'm sure that he was probably a bit taken aback by the reaction he received from some of us. Now we have both painted ourselves into a corner.

Lisa and I have decided to step out of the corner. I am going to walk away from this issue. It has never before been much of a problem on this site. Most readers are careful about respecting a writer's work. I hope that if nothing else, this conflict has reinforced that attitude.

I hope that martinr will re post his extension to jaiceeuk's story on a thread of his own and keep writing it, but that's up to him.

I have a story that I am trying to finish and I am now going to focus all of my effort on doing that.

GH

Thanks, and welcome back!

Martin Jackson stood up. He waited until everyone had settled down again and then he said, "It's been a very exciting and productive day. While I understand that right now all of us are a little wound up, I remind you that we still have guests in the house. We'll need to have breakfast ready for them at 6:30 tomorrow morning."

He glanced at the clock on the wall. "It's now 12:40, it's time for all of us to get to bed."

There was a general murmur of agreement as everyone stood up and slowly started filing out of the back dining room.

I was about to follow Kirby and Tonya through the door, when I heard Martin Jackson behind me. "Timmy, could you stick around for a moment. I'd like a private word with you."

Turning, I saw that he was still standing next to the table. I smiled at him and said, "Certainly."

Cassie and Florence started cleaning up the mess in the back dining room so Mr. Jackson gave me quick wave and said, "Come on, let's move to the formal dining room."

I nodded and followed him through the kitchen and back into the room where Kirby and I had just spent over an hour talking to Donny Kline.

As soon as we were in the dining room Mr. Jackson turned around and asked, "How did the meeting go with Don?"

I shrugged. "I don't know, I think it went fairly well. He seemed to enjoy talking to us. He's sending a case of that fancy Scotch to both Kirby and me."

"The Chivas?"

"Yes."

"Why is he doing that?"

"I think he's just trying to be a nice guy. Neither Kirby nor I had ever tasted eighteen year old Chivas Regal before so we were joking around and making kind of a big deal about it. He asked us if we liked it. We told him that we did. The next thing we knew he was leaving a message to his secretary on his pocket recorder to send us each a case."

Mr. Jackson smiled. "Timmy, if you and Kirby end up becoming good friends with Don Kline I'll buy you a whole boatload of expensive scotch."

I smiled and then I said, "Oh I suppose I should also mention that he gave us his personal cell phone number. I think that was probably a pretty good sign."

Mr. Jackson raised his eyebrows. "He did what?"

"He gave his personal cell phone number to both Kirby and me. Don't you think that's a good sign?"

"Yes, I think that's a very good sign." He laughed. "Timmy, I don't have that number."

He paused for a moment and then he looked at me with a very serious expression. "Timmy, please guard that telephone number very carefully."

"I will sir."

Now it was my turn to pause. After a brief debate in my head I made a quick decision. "Mr. Jackson, there's something I should tell you. Donny asked me not to say anything about this, but I think that might be a mistake. I'm fairly certain that it would be better if you knew about it in advance. You do have to promise me that when he calls you, you'll try to not let on that I told you about it, all right."

Mr. Jackson grinned at me. "Timmy, I give you my word and don't worry, I'm a pretty good poker player. I'll make sure that Don never suspects that you told me anything."

I spent the next few minutes filling him in on the plans for the New Years party on Cape Cod.

After I was done Mr. Jackson smiled. "Timmy, thank you for telling me that. It was the correct decision. It's always nice to be forewarned. It reduces the possibility of making an inadvertent social blunder. Of course all three of us are going to accept the invitation. Right now, we want to do everything we can to strengthen our relationship with Don Kline."

He laughed. "It also sounds like it's going to be a very fun way to spend the New Years Holiday."

I nodded. "I think so too sir."

Mr. Jackson nodded and then he said, "Timmy, you and Kirby did a good job for us tonight. You built a lot of good will with Don Kline."

I shrugged. "It was easy to do. He's a nice guy, I like him."

"Our relationship with our investors is largely based on trust and good will. They give us their money because they like us and because they believe that we'll use it wisely and when we give it back we'll be returning substantially more to them than they originally gave to us."

He smiled at me. "That's why our hostess program is so important to us. Timmy, right now your wife isn't trying to talk Tyler Greer into investing in our project; she's upstairs building good will with him. If you take a man out to dinner he'll remember it for a week, if you get him laid he'll remember it for the rest of his life."

Suddenly Mr. Jackson stopped and then he shook his head. "Timmy, I'm sorry, that was incredibly insensitive of me."

I looked at him and asked, "Why?"

"Because, well, I mean I just sort of threw it in your face."

"Mr. Jackson, I know exactly what my wife is doing right now. I also know that you know. I appreciate your concern for my feelings, but it's not necessary. We've talked about this before. The fact that Kelly sleeps with other men does not upset me."

Mr. Jackson closed his eyes and sighed. "I'm sorry Timmy. You're right, you have explained it to me. You've explained it to me several times. The problem I'm having has nothing to do with you and Kelly."

I smiled at him. "It has to do with you and Mandy, doesn't it."

He nodded. "Yes it does."

"Would you like to talk about it?"

"Yes, very much."

GH,
I am sorry to see that one perverted mind, such as martinr, can cause such harm to people that have been open to all. I have been here a relatively short time compared to your friends such as Stormy, Titsrus, Timmy, and others but I feel that all of you have been friendly to me, even to my strange ideas.
I joined this site with no idea what it was all about. I have had my thoughts changed and become more open minded due to people like yourself. I had been looking forward to learning more from all of you. The cuckold lifestyle is very new and strange to me. I can see myself agreeing to parts of the lifestyle but have reservations about others.
I have been married 44 years and I completely trust my wife and feel she does me. We have never considered this lifestyle. We have tried some vanilla bondage but nothing else. This site and you people have caused me to try to have my wife and I spread our wings and try new ideas.
I wish you would reconsider leaving the site.

Irish

Thanks for that kind note. I appreciate it. If you've read some of my recent comments you know that one of the reasons I write my storie is to help people understand what a loving relationship a dominant submissive cuckold marriage can be. Even if you and your wife never decide to try the life style, and I think it is only appropriate if both parties are excited by the idea, I feel I will have still been successful if my stories have started you thinking that different sexual orientations aren't necessarily bad, they are just different.

In any case, thanks for your note and rest assured, I am going to continue to post at this site.

GH

Mr. Jackson stared at the floor for a moment and then he looked up at me and took a deep breath. "Timmy, I'm in love with her. I've known it for a long time, but I've refused to admit it to myself. There are just too many complications."

"Like what?"

He threw his arms up. "Damn it Timmy! I'm old enough to be her father."

"How old are you?"

"Fifty-one."

"And Mandy is 26." I smiled at him. "I just had a similar conversation with Kirby, only it was kind of the opposite of this one."

"He has strong feelings for Elvira, doesn't he."

"Actually so do I."

He nodded. "It's easy to understand why, she's pretty special. Warren was lucky to find her and he knows it."

"Mr. Jackson, Elvira is 74. Kirby is about your age. Elvira didn't refuse to get involved with him because of the current difference in their ages, She was worried about the difference that could potentially exist five to ten years from now."

"Timmy that doesn't make any sense. People grow old at the same rate. The difference in their ages remains constant."

"Mr. Jackson, if you'd met Mandy twenty years ago would you have considered asking her to marry you?"

"Of course not. She would have only been six years..." He stopped and smiled. "Timmy, you never cease to amaze me."

"Elvira didn't want to risk saddling Kirby with a wife who was an infirm old lady. At this stage of her life she wanted a man who was closer to her own age so that they could face the challenges of growing old together."

"Like Warren."

"That's right."

"So because of the difference in our ages, you're advising me to forget about a serious relationship with Mandy." There was a very clear tone of disappointment in Mr. Jackson's voice.

“No, not at all. Hopefully you're still at least twenty-five or thirty years away from that stage of your life. That gives you and Mandy the potential for a lot of good years together. I think you should talk to her about it."

Mr. Jackson slowly nodded his head. "All right."

"That's not the only problem, is it?"

"No Timmy, there's also the whole sex thing."

"You mean the question of your being faithful to each other?"

"Yes, When we talked in the hall earlier this evening you suggested that Mandy was a lot like her mother and Kelly. You offered the opinion that all three women were simply not cut out to remain faithful to one man. And then you pointed out that if I married Mandy I would most likely end up being her cuckold."

He shook his head. "I hadn't considered that and at first it bothered me. Then I listened to that conversation in the back dining room earlier this evening. The one that occurred just before John, Wendell and I left to meet with Donald."

I nodded. "When Cassie was telling us about her husband and his stable of wealthy middle aged white women."

Mr. Jackson laughed. "Yes, that was the conversation."

He paused. After a moment he said, "Actually it was Wendell's comments that really caught my attention. Wendell is one of my oldest and closest friends. I have a deep respect for him. He's one of the most rational men that I have ever known. Hearing him tell us that he was comfortable with Elvira having a male friend who she occasionally meets for a little extracurricular fun started me thinking. Then I heard him telling us that he thought it was all about confidence, trust and security. Since then, those words have been echoing in my mind."

He smiled. "Timmy, when I look at you and think about Wendell's words I start to understand. Kelly doesn't cuckold you because you're a wimp. You may be a submissive, but you are definitely not a wimp. You have as much back bone as any man I've ever met. It is obvious that you enjoy surrendering power to your wife. Mandy enjoys surrendering power too and apparently so does Kirby."

He smiled. "While I don't think that I'll ever be able to fully understand why the three of you enjoy it, I can tell you that Tonya, Kelly and I are all very happy that you do. I cannot begin to describe the thrill we experience when we're dominating a submissive."

I laughed. "And we can't begin to describe the thrill we experience when we're being dominated. Sir, it's just lucky that we all found each other."

Grinning, he said; "Timmy, you're right about that."

Mr. Jackson paused for a moment to think. Finally he said, "Timmy what I'm trying to say is that I'm finally beginning to understand that being a cuckold doesn't make you a wimp. He shook his head. "If you're a wimp, it's only because you deliberately choose to play that role. The fact is, being a cuckold doesn't make any man a wimp, it just means that he allows his wife to occasionally enjoy the company of other men."

"Mr. Jackson are you trying to tell me that if Mandy decides that she wants to continue playing around with other men, you think you'll be able to accept it ?"

"I'm willing to try and with a little help from friends like Warren and Elvira, Kirby and Tonya and you and Kelly; I think I'll be able to do it." He smiled. "Of course, that does mean that I'll also get to continue playing around with Tonya and Kelly." He looked at me. "That is, as long as it's all right with you and Kirby."

"You know that will always be fine with both of us. Of course, ultimately that is up to Tonya and Kelly, but I can't imagine that either one of them would ever object."

I thought for a second and then I asked, "What are you going to do if Mandy decides that she wants to continue working as a hostess? You'd better be prepared for that possibility, because I think it's very likely that that's what she's going to want to do."

"I agree." He paused. After a moment he said, "I've always believed that there is nothing morally wrong with the hostess program. Tonya, Keisha, Mandy, Kelly and Antoine all seem to enjoy their jobs. We pay them extremely well and I've always tried to be very attentive to their emotional needs. If Mandy decides that she wants to continue working as a hostess." He shrugged. "Well, I think I'd be a colossal hypocrite if I were to object."

"Will you be able to handle it."

"Again, I might occasionally need a little support from my friends."

I smiled at him. "You can rely on us."

He nodded. "I do believe that I can."

Mr. Jackson glanced at his watch. "Timmy, it's getting late and both of us need to get to bed, but I still have two quick questions."

"Go ahead."

"Earlier tonight you suggested that I might be welcome to join all of you in the house."

"Yes I did."

"Would you discreetly inquire about it?"

"Yes I will."

"Timmy, business is my life and I know I can't give it up. I also know that if I am going to be a businessman, I have to put in the time an energy to do it right."

I nodded. "I understand. If you and Mandy are living in the house with the rest of us, it allows you to focus on your work without having to worry that Mandy is being left isolated and uncared for."

"That's exactly right and that leads us to my other request."

"All right."

"Right now, Mandy is planning to share a room with you and Kelly. If I ask her to marry me and she agrees, would you still be willing to take care of her during the times that I have to focus all of my time and attention on the business?"

"Yes sir, I'll just make sure that Kelly and I buy a really big bed."

Mr. Jackson smiled. "Thank you Timmy. As I told you earlier, I'm taking Mandy to the Kennsington Grill for dinner tomorrow night. During dinner I'm plan to discuss all of this with her. That includes marriage."

"You're going to ask her to marry you?"

"We have a lot to talk about, but I'm hoping that's where the discussion will lead us."

"Good luck Mr. Jackson."

"Thank you Timmy." He paused for a moment and then he added, "Thank you for everything."

I wasn't sure what to say, so I just nodded and gave him a quick smile.

He patted my shoulder. "I think it's time for us to call it a night."

As we were walking out of the dining room he said; "Timmy, I'm sorry that Kelly has to work tomorrow night. I assume that you've figured out the she'll be entertaining that last big investor from Seattle."

"Yes sir, I'd guessed that's who it was."

"Timmy, tomorrow before you leave, John is going to give you a file on the man. Will you put together a report for Kelly during the airplane trip home. This man is very important to us."

I grinned at him. "You want to be sure that she builds a lot of good will with him."

He smiled. "That's exactly what we want."

"Don't worry, I'll make sure she gets every bit of available information that we have."

"Thanks Timmy."

Mr. Jackson left the dining room through the door that led to the hallway so that he could use the front stairs. I went out through the kitchen so that I could take the backstairs. That evening we both understood that we'd just forged a bond that would most likely become the basis for a very close friendship.

That notwithstanding, when Mr. Jackson saw me turn and walk towards the door to the kitchen he didn't try to stop me. He understood. We both understood. I was a slave and he was a superior. At Evergreen superiors were accorded the privilege of using the front staircase while slaves were relegated to the narrow stairway in the back of the mansion. I was only permitted to use the front stairs when I was accompanying my mistress. Those were our roles and that was one of the rules governing those roles. They were part of a life style that we both eagerly embraced and despite or new friendship, neither of us wanted to do anything that might undermine the strict tenets of that lifestyle.

I hurried through the now deserted kitchen and took the stairs two at a time. I had a faint hope that I might find Kelly waiting for me in our bedroom.

The room was empty. The bed had been turned down, but I was certain that had been the work of Cassie or Florence.

I was disappointed. I knew that I shouldn't have been. The hope that Tyler might be finished enjoying my wife had been nothing but wishful thinking. Kelly was a beautiful woman. A man would have to be a fool to send her from his bed before he had to do it.

I took a quick shower, brushed my teeth and and climbed into bed. I was tired, but I still thought about Kelly and Tyler. I closed my eyes and pictured them together. They were both naked. Tyler was on his back. My wife was kneeling next to him. Tyler was fondling Kelly's pendulous breasts while she kissed and licked the engorged head of of his towering erection.

I smiled. Earlier that evening I'd seen Tyler's cock. While it could never be described as small, it wasn't particularly big either. Now, in my fantasies, it had grown to pornstar proportions.

I reached down to touch myself and was quickly reminded of both the presence and the purpose of my cock cage. Actually, finding it was a relief. I was excited. Without the restriction of the chastity device, it would have been very difficult to resist the temptation to masturbate.

I knew that in the morning, when my wife returned, she would find it exciting to see that I'd been forced to lay in bed frustrated while she'd been enjoying herself in the arms of another man. I know this will be very difficult for many people to understand, but as a submissive masochist, I didn't want to deny her that pleasure.

I'm not exactly certain when sleep came. It just did.

I awakened to the sound of Edward's voice. "Our guests have left the property." As I sat up I realized that he was speaking over the household intercom.

I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and looked around. I was surprised and disappointed to see that I was still alone. That puzzled me. I'd expected that as soon as Tyler was gone Kelly would hurry back to the room.

Outside, the sun was shining. I glanced at the clock on Kelly's makeup table. It was 7:30. I got up. After washing my face, brushing my teeth and shaving I went into the closet. I found clean panties and socks in my dresser and then I selected a pair of freshly pressed khaki slacks and a pale lavender golf shirt from the clothes hanging on my closet rod.

As soon as I was dressed I went downstairs.

Doris was in the kitchen. When she heard me come in she said, "Good morning Timmy." She pointed to a stool next to an open spot on one of the counters. "Sit down, I have scrambled eggs, sausages and fresh biscuits. All of us have been up since 6:00. Mr. Jackson told us to let you sleep in. He said that the two of you were up late talking. Everyone else has already eaten. You're, of course welcome to take your food to the back dining room, but you'll be all alone. If you sit in here you can talk to me while you eat."

I sat on the stool.

When I came in Doris had been making a fruit salad. After preparing a plate of eggs and sausage for me she went back to work.

She sliced pieces of fresh fruit while I ate. As she worked she told me, "Edward, Nathan and Maurice are meeting with Mr. Jackson, Mr. Tyler and Mr. Reynolds. They're planning a party that's going to be held here next Thursday. I understand that there's a big group coming in from Philadelphia."

I swallowed a bite of biscuit and said. "I imagine that both Kelly and I will be coming back for that party."

She nodded. “I would assume you will, I gather that it's going to be quite a shindig. They're talking about dinner for eighteen. I expect that they'll have to bring in some extra ladies."

"Does that happen very often?" I took a sip of my coffee.

"From time to time, but not too often."

Doris focused her attention on peeling and slicing two bunches of bananas.

I finished the last several bites of my eggs and sausages and then I took another sip of coffee. After I set my cup down I asked in as casual a voice as possible, "Where is everyone else?"

Without turning around Doris answered, "I think Ben said he was going to weed the flower gardens and I'm sure that Florence and Cassie are busy cleaning the guest rooms."

That of course, was not the information I was seeking. Still trying to sound relaxed and nonchalant I tried again. "What about the others?"

Doris set her knife down and turned around. She was smiling. "You want to know where Kelly is and why she hasn't come to find you?"

I nodded sheepishly. "Yes, I do."

"Sweet baby, Kelly would be with you if she could, but she and the other ladies have something they have to do right now."

"What about Kirby and Elvira? Where are they?"

"They're with the ladies."

"What are they doing? Why wasn't I included?"

She patted my hand. "Timmy honey, you do know how much Kelly, Tonya, Mandy, Keisha and Elvira love you, don't you."

I quietly answered, "Yes, of course I do."

"So you understand that if they didn't include you in whatever they're doing, it wasn't meant as a slight. They had to have had a very good reason for leaving you out."

Sighing, I said; "Yes Doris, I'm sure you're right." I paused and then I looked at her and smiled. "Thank you, I appreciate your taking a moment to put a band aid on my foolish insecurity."

"Sweetheart all of us occasionally suffer from episodes of foolish insecurity.” She laughed. “For most of us, it's a chronic condition."

Doris leaned over and kissed my cheek. "Why don't you go outside and see Ben. It's a beautiful morning and he always welcomes company when he's working in the garden. As soon as Kelly and the other ladies are done doing whatever it is that they're doing I'll tell them where you are. I'm sure they'll come and find you right away."

GH thank you for coming back.

There was a door that went directly from the kitchen into the back hall. From the back hall I could go directly out to the back patio.

I wasn't in a hurry, so instead I decided to meander through the formal dining room into the main hallway. From there I could still wander out onto the back patio and find Ben.

I was just about to open the door that led outside when I heard voices. I stopped and listened. I heard the voices again. There was talking and giggling. The voices were clearly female.

I waited.

I heard footsteps. Several people were coming up the wooden staircase that led down to the basement and Tonya's playroom.

The voices and laughter were growing louder. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but it was definitely Kelly, Keisha, Mandy, Tonya and Elvira and they were all engaged in an animated conversation.

The door to the basement stairs opened. Mandy stepped out. Except for a tiny white satin g string and her slave collar, she was naked. Keisha was immediately behind her. She was wearing a black latex mini dress that was cut so that it left her large brown breasts fully exposed. In her right hand she was carrying a whip.

When they entered the hallway they both turned towards the reception hall. I was standing in the doorway to the patio. It was the opposite direction, so neither of them noticed me. They took two steps into the hallway and then they stopped and turned so they were facing the basement door. I was now in their field of view, but their attention was focused on the stairs, so they still didn't notice me.

Kelly came out next. She was wearing a latex dress similar to the one Keisha was wearing. Her large breasts were also fully exposed and she was also carrying a whip. Her long blond hair was tied back in a ponytail. Her eyes were uncharacteristically painted with a thick layer of black eye shadow and she wore a deep red lip gloss that was much more garish than the subtle shades of pink that she normally wore. I noticed that Kelly's face was flushed and her nipples were sticking prominently out. I recognized the signs. It was obvious that my wife was aroused.

As soon as she stepped into the hallway Kelly moved out of the door and stopped. Her back was towards me so she also hadn't noticed my presence.

A moment later I understood why the three of them had left the space in front if the door open. Elvira stepped out. She was dressed in a skin tight black latex leotard that covered her entire body. The only exception was an oval cutout in the crotch of the suit that exposed her shaved pussy. Ellie was very slender and the tight fitting suit made the petite woman look incredibly sexy. Her gray hair was also pulled back into a pony tail and she wore the same garish makeup as Kelly and now I also noticed, Keisha.

Elvira was holding a black leather dog leash. As she moved into the hallway Kirby followed immediately behind her. I saw that the leash was attached to a black leather studded dog collar around his neck. Except for the collar and his cock cage, Kirby was naked. As Elvira pulled him through the doorway he turned towards reception hall and main staircase. I noticed at least a score of rather painful looking red stripes across his back and his buttocks.

Tonya was right behind Kirby. She was wearing a black latex mini dress similar to the ones worn by Kelly and Keisha. Her breasts were also exposed. Like Kelly, Keisha and Elvira, her ash blond hair was pulled back into a ponytail and her face was painted with the same dark eyeshadow and bright red lip gloss that they wore. She carried a coiled whip in each of her hands. I assumed that one of them had been used by Elvira.

As soon as Tonya was in the hall Kelly looked at her and said, "That was one of the most exciting things I've ever done in my entire life. I've never whipped anyone before. What an incredible thrill."

Suddenly she stopped and moved so that she was standing next to Kirby. Gently stroking his cheek she said, "We didn't hurt you too badly, did we? It was fun, but I'd never want to actually injure you."

He shook his head. "No, it might take me a day or two to fully recover, but I'll be all right." He looked at all of them. "Thank you very much. It was wonderful, better than I'd ever imagined it would be. Anytime any of you get the urge to do it again, I'll be happy to volunteer."

Keisha walked over to Kirby and patted his other cheek. "I enjoyed it just as much as Kelly did. I'd love to do it again, in fact I think we should plan to get together at least once a month for a little party like the one we just had." She giggled. "Cookie honey. we'd love to turn you into our own personal little whipping boy."

Kirby grinned at Keisha. That made me chuckle.

Of course I understood what had just happened. This was Kirby's special fantasy and the women had just acted it for him. They'd told me they were going to do it. Actually, I was the one who'd originally asked them to do it.

I didn't know they were going to do it this morning and I started to wonder why they'd kept it a secret from me. As soon as I thought about it I realized the answer that question. This was Kirby's fantasy, not mine. I didn't have a part to play in it and if I had been present I might have actually inhibited Kirby's fun by making him feel self conscious. The poor guy had spent his entire life trying to repress this fantasy because it wasn't supposedly normal and made him feel like a pervert. No. I understood. It was definitely better that I hadn't been there.

Suddenly Tonya saw me out of the corner of her eye. She looked right at me for a second and then she said, "Kelly."

My wife had been gently stroking Kirby's hair. She stopped and looked at Tonya. Tonya nodded towards me.

Kelly turned. As soon as she saw me she sighed. Shaking her head she quietly said; "Timmy, I'm sorry. The moment Tyler left I wanted to look for you, but...Well, we all wanted to do this and we thought it might be better if..."

Elvira patted Kelly's wrist. "Sweetie, let me do this."

Kelly nodded. Everyone was silently watching as Elvira walked over to me and took my hand. "Timmy honey, you know that we planned to do this."

I smiled. "Yes, and I'm glad that you did it."

"We wanted to include you. You know that all of us love you, but..."

"It's okay, I understand. I don't actually have a part to play in this fantasy and if I'd been there I might have made Kirby feel uncomfortable."

Elvira kissed my cheek. "Thank you, you're a good friend."

The conversation had gotten much too serious. It was time to relieve the tension with a little good natured teasing. I grinned at her and then I pointedly glanced down at the oval cut out in the crotch of her latex leotard. Elvira had given me several blow jobs and we'd had a number of very open conversations about our sexual fantasies, but this was the first time I'd ever actually seen her cunt. Leering at her shaved pussy I said, "I like your outfit."

Immediately realizing what I was doing Elvira giggled and said, "Do you like my seventy-four year old pussy?"

Emphatically nodding my head up and down I said, "It's absolutely gorgeous."

Elvira flashed me a lascivious smile and then with a delightful twinkle in her eyes she said, "Wanna lick it?"

Kelly laughed. "Ellie honey, you're going to have to wait in line." She walked over and grabbed my free arm. "My sweet babydoll and I have a date in our bedroom and I guarantee you that it's going to involve some serious pussy licking." She paused for a moment and then she reconsidered. "But now that I think about it, if you'd like to join us, you could sit on Timmy's face while I take off his cock cage and give him a sweet little blow job."

I looked around. Everyone was grinning.

Elvira picked up Kelly's free hand and placed it between her legs. "As you can feel, I find your proposal very enticing, but I'm going to have to ask for a rain check. After I help Tonnie rub some salve on Cookie's back I'm going to find Warren and see if I can interest him in a blow job before we have to leave for the airport."

Kelly playfully rubbed Elvira's cunt for a moment and then she pulled her hand away. Her fingers glistened with Elvira's moisture. She looked at the older woman with a puzzled expression. "I thought that getting wet was a problem for women your age."

"Honey, for sluts like you and me, getting wet will never be a problem." Elvira shrugged. "It is true that I don't get wet as easily as I used to."

She smiled. "When I was your age all I had to do was see a cute guy and my panties would be soaked."

Mandy laughed. "I think all of us understand that problem."

Kelly smiled at Mandy's comment and then she turned to me and in a soft, seductive voice she said, "Slaveboy would you like to taste Mistress Elvira's sopping wet pussy."

I nodded, but I didn't say anything. I was feeling a little intimidated, very submissive and extremely aroused.

Sensing my excitement my wife pressed her fingers against my lips and said, "Open your mouth slaveboy. I have a little taste treat for you."

I parted my lips. Kelly pushed her fingers into my mouth. As I sucked and licked them Keisha said, "Damn that is hot. I could definitely use a little pussy licking myself right now."

Next to her Mandy said, "Would a little slave girl do?"

"Will you lick my beautiful black ass too? Brad fucked me there last night and I'm feeling a little tender this morning."

Mandy smiled. "Just thinking about it is making me wet."

Keisha took Mandy's hand. As they started towards the reception hall she said, "Come on slave girl, I think I'll make you start with a little foot massage."

Elvira walked back over to Tonya and Kirby. "Tonnie let's get Cookie upstairs so we can take care of those welts on his back and his butt. We want him to be able to sit down during the plane ride home."

Both women took one of Kirby's arms. As they led him down the hall Tonya said, "Cookie honey, Mistress Elvira and I are going to take you to our bedroom and make you feel much better."

Kirby laughed. "Actually I'm feeling pretty good right now."

Tonya leaned over and kissed Kirby's cheek. "Sweetie, trust us. Ellie and I are both very capable of making you feel a whole lot better."

Kelly had taken her fingers out of my mouth while Elvira and Tonya were talking to Kirby. As we watched them leave she turned to me and said, "Timmy I really am sorry that I didn't come to you as soon as Tyler left this morning."

I smiled at her. "It really is okay, I understand. You did something very nice for Kirby and I do think it was better that I wasn't involved. I'm glad you did it."

"Thank you for understanding." Gently kissing my lips, Kelly added; "I did miss you last night."

Still smiling I looked at her and shook my head. "Kelly Mason, don't tell me lies. We both know that you didn't spend one second thinking about me last night."

She started to protest.

I gently placed a finger on her lips. "That's okay too sweetheart. I know that you still loved me last night. I'm confident that you will always love me. I just finally understand that when you're with another guy you're very good at focusing all of your attention on him. That ability is one of the reasons that you're able to enjoy sex with a variety of different partners so much and it's also one of the reasons that men enjoy sex with you so much."

Kelly shook her head. "But I feel so guilty when I realize that I spent a night with another man and never thought about you at all."

"Did you stop loving me last night?"

"No! Of course not! I'll never stop loving you!"

"Were you going to find me as soon as you could this morning?"

"Yes, I mean I couldn't until we were done with Kirby, but I wanted to find you first. You can ask Mandy, Tonya, Keisha and Elvira. They'll all tell you that."

"I don't have to ask. I'm sure it's true. Kelly, I know how much you love me and I'm pretty sure you know how much I love you. That's why we were able to survive the problems we just had."

Kelly put her arms around me and hugged me. While she held me in her arms she said, "Timmy I do know how much you love me and please never forget how much I love you."

"I won't Kelly, I promise I won't."

She kissed me hard on the lips and then we held each other. After a moment Kelly whispered, "Let's go upstairs and have a little fun before we have to leave for the airport."

I grinned at her. "That sounds like a wonderful plan."

Gabbing my hand, Kelly said, "Let's go."

As soon as we got into our bedroom Kelly started undressing me. As she pulled my shirt over my head I asked, "Did you have fun with Tyler last night."

After she tossed my shirt on the bed she looked at me for a moment and then she asked, "Do you really want to know?"

I laughed. "Of course I want to know. You've always told me all about your dates when you come home. Why should this one be any different?"

Kelly shook her head. "I don't know, I guess I'm still getting used to the idea that I'm openly cuckolding you again."

I smiled. "Don't worry, it might take a little time, but eventually we'll both get used to it." I kissed her forehead. "And we have lots of time. Now tell me about Tyler. Was he good?"

"Timmy he was wonderful. His cock wasn't all that big."

I nodded. "I know, I saw it when you were giving him a blow job by the pool yesterday afternoon."

"Yes, I suppose you did."

"So why was he so wonderful?"

"Timmy as I just said, his cock wasn't all that big, but he really knew how to use it. Babydoll that man understands how to properly fuck a woman. He's nearly insatiable and he can go for an incredibly long time. Last night, after we went up stairs, he got it up three more times. First I sucked him off and then he fucked me twice. The second time he fucked my ass. Some guys can be a little too rough when they do that, but he knew how to be gentle. He went really slow and he used a lot of lubricant.”

Kelly smiled at me. “I'm not sure I know why, but I get really excited when I feel a guy cumming in my ass.” She giggled. “Maybe it's because it seems so wicked.”

“You like being wicked, don't you.”

“I really do.”

We both smiled at each other for a moment and then Kelly sighed and said; “Anyway, after that we were both pretty tired so we slept cuddled up to each other. This morning we took a shower together and then I gave him a blow job before we went down to breakfast.”

My wife giggled. "I love kissing a guy good bye that way."

GH,
It takes a big man to do what you just did, and it takes a great writer to carry this great story on like you just did. Thanks once again for being who you are and doing what you do.

gh,

very happy to see that you are back. It takes a person of strong moral conviction to stand up for what they feel is right and to admit that sometimes they are incorrect. a lot of people are good at the first part but very few that are strong enough for the second. my hat is off to you , but being a woman I will put it another way my bra is off to you....hehe

sallyann

GH,

I echo the sentiments of everyone else in saying how happy I am that you're back and that you'll continue the story. Some really great additions that have me captivated with the story again. I have to be honest and say that given that scenario, I think I probably would have sulked a bit longer than Timmy, but I would like to think I would have come around in the end like he did.

Thanks again for all of your hard work and keeping us on the edges of our seats.

Wes