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Chapter 30: Her Lovers' Touch, Part 12, You're Sure?
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Charlotte's Search Chapter 31: Her Lovers' Touch, Part 13, James' Playroom
RICHARD"Lovely stonework."It seems a facile thing to say, but when I see what he and Michael have built between them in the cellars of their mountain home, I am momentarily lost for words.And it all looks strangely familiar....James grins. He knows exactly what I'm thinking. "When I saw what you had in your basement, I couldn't resist it.""Yes...." I circle, admiring the chamber. ".... but I simply built into rooms that were already there. The old kitchen and storage rooms under the house. You must have built this from scratch."He nods. "In fairness, I designed it. Michael did most of the actual building, along with quite a team of stonemasons and other workers of course.""What on earth did he tell them they were building?"He flashes brows. "Wine-cellars I believe. Let me give you a tour...."He shows me around like a kid showing off his train set. And I can hardly blame him. I couldn't have done better myself. In fact, I didn't do better myself. I stroll past
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 32: Her Lovers' Touch, Part 14, The Escape Hatch
RICHARDJames points up the slight slope. "About a hundred yards that way is the walker's track Michael and Charlotte used the last time to escape. And the shelter they hid in for a while is a couple of hundred yards further along."If I were using this........ Or Elizabeth...."You would have trouble finding your way to that in the dark," I point out, looking back. Beyond the briar patch, the upper windows of the Threesome's home are visible. "And if you used a light, you could easily be seen from the house.""Ah, yes...." he nods. "That was my comment too. Michael had an answer." He beckons me to the nearest tree, then closes his eyes and lays his hand on the trunk, feeling at the bark at about chest height. After a moment he pauses, opening his eyes again."Feel there," he says, his fingers still on the tree. "Close your eyes. Imagine you're blind in the dark."Under the pads of my fingers, the coarse bark comes alive. And I feel.... what?Marks. Chiselled deep into
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 33: Her Lovers' Touch, Part 15, The Birthday
Ross - Richard and Beth's chef, among his other assorted duties - is doing the cooking, leaving me free to act as host. However, I don't take the head of the table, seating Richard there instead, where he will have a good view of anything happening.We took some care over the place settings. Charlotte sits between me and Michael, with Michael, as he normally does, holding her hand. He is, however, sitting directly opposite Beth and is, quite subtly, watching her.And Richard is watching Michael watching Beth, his eyes crinkling at her slight confusion.I have to admire Michael's style. If he overdid it, he might weird her out, but he doesn't. Instead, whenever she speaks, he pays close attention, holding her eyes for just a fraction of a second longer than he might normally.And I know he's doing it deliberately. Normally Michael shies away from Beth....An attraction he won't admit to...?I should have seen this coming........ Perhaps it's better out in the open....R
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 34: Her Lovers' Touch, Part 16, The Seduction
RICHARDMichael's approach to Elizabeth makes me want to break into applause. I don't know what I expected, but this wasn't it.Together we lead my blindfolded wife from the dining room, along the long hall to the back stairway. Michael opens the creaking door then, still holding her fingers securely with one hand and with the other hand on the small of her back, guiding her, says, "Step, Beth, across a threshold and down."The door is narrow, too narrow for three, and I lose my hold on her, but Michael stays with her. "Twelve steps, Beth, but the stairs are wide. I'm to one side of you. Keep going." His left hand in her left, with his right, he supports her, keeping her safe as they descend.At the bottom of the steps, I reclaim her hand again, walking side by side with her. Elizabeth moves between us, blindly, her steps uncertain, but I let Michael do the talking.No point interrupting his flow....Her walk stiffens, her breath hitching...What just happened?Then I s
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 35: Her Lovers' Touch, Part 17, The Gift
RICHARDElizabeth stands before Michael. She's quivering a little; I think with a mixture of arousal and nerves. But she no longer looks back to me. Michael has her attention.Standing close to her now, he repeats his move of earlier, tracing his fingers down her spine. She reacted before but was then trying to suppress her response I think. Now she shudders.I position myself where I can see Elizabeth's face without being in her direct line of sight, Michael's fingers now between her shoulder blades, at the top of the zipper of her dress. He takes the tab of the zipper, tugging it a little, showing her what he is doing, but he pauses, leaning back a little to look into her face. Poised....Waiting........ for consent?Always he makes it her choice....Her mouth is open and she's panting. Her skin gleams gold in light of the flames, lustrous with a fine sheen of perspiration and........ I can't see her face properly from my angle, but I know my Elizabeth; her eyes,
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 36: Her Lovers' Touch, Part 18, The Party
James follows my line of sight, his hand on Charlotte's breast. After a moment's hesitation, he swings her to face me full on then, his fingers knotting into her hair, pulling her head back, he speaks to her, close by her face.She blinks, her head jerking back.... trying to jerk back to him, questioning, but he pins her, speaking to her again and nodding towards me.Looking worried, she unravels the tie of her robe, letting it fall open. Michael looks up at the movement, grinning at what he sees, but returns his attention to Elizabeth, nudging her knees open to kneel between her thighs.I don't know which way to look. It's a cliché, but it's true. James tugs at Charlotte's robe, pulling it off, and then her nakedness fully displayed, he fingers at her breasts and loins. She yips, a yelp of pain, as he pinches at a nipple, but like Elizabeth, her skin gleams with her own juices.Michael is opening Elizabeth, his fingers scissoring between her labia as he stoops to mouthe at her
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 37: Her Lovers' Touch, Part 19, Trust
JAMESI think on that day, remembering the first day Charlotte met Richard, when I miscalculated so badly; when I reacted so badly.I punished her, betrayed her trust.And in doing so, I almost destroyed everything we had; everything that lay between us.Never again........ I let her have other men.What's different about this one?When it comes down to it, nothing, except that it is her choice rather than mine.Michael put a stop to sharing her....But that was to stop her getting hurt....Richard would never hurt her.He respects her.And she, him.I watch him, red-faced, sweating, watching Michael slow-fucking Beth, then turning to watch me fingering Charlotte.Poor bastard........ He thinks he's the only one that's not going to get laid tonight....Hardly fair....*****RICHARDJames moves in, sitting behind Charlotte, pulling her back against himself between his legs. Reaching forward, long-armed, crooking elbows under her knees to draw her
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 38: Her Lovers' Touch, Part 20, Consent
RICHARD"Charlotte?"Her eyes rise to mine once more. "Sir?""I think you know what is expected of you?""Yes, sir."My cock is fighting my clothing. Trying to hang on to my dignity, "Tell me, Charlotte.... Would you prefer to have me and your Master fuck you separately, or together?""Together, sir." Her scent billows up and my shaft makes another bid for freedom."James?""How would you like her, Richard?" What a question...."I think bending over to start off with. That way, you and I both have access, while I get to know Charlotte a little better."James' voice is bland, almost curt, but there is a twinkle to his eyes. "Over the horse, Charlotte, and spread."I have to ask her........ ask her....Stooping, I hook my arms under hers, lifting her until she almost looks me in the face. Keeping my hold on her, measuring her reaction with my hands, "Alright, Charlotte? You're happy with this? With me?"But the quiver in her body is not anxiety. "Yes, sir.
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Charlotte's Search Chapter 203: Her Enemy's Promise, Part 23, Richard's Gift
A sound... Charlotte clearing her throat. "Ummm...""Yes, Charlotte." Richard swings around. "I believe that makes it your turn. James... Together or separately?""You're the guest, Richard. You choose.""In that case, I think together. Heads or tails?""Oh, tails I think, if that suits you?""Absolutely."As I withdraw from Beth, tucking away my subsiding erection, I help her upright.Richard and James both stand, side by side, towering over Charlotte. I back away from the action, giving them space, but take Beth with me, pulling her down onto my lap as I sit, nuzzling into her neck. "Thank you. You have no idea how much..."She twists back, kisses me on the mouth. "I think I did know."James and Richard are both stripping off jackets, ties and shirts, kicking off shoes. "I think Charlotte's about to get it big time," she murmurs."I'd say so, yes."James drops to his knees, settles between her thighs.Richard unzips, releases himself, then stroking his erectio
Charlotte's Search Chapter 202: Her Enemy's Promise, Part 22, Kink
MICHAELheading south, I tug at the ties of the thong, pulling away about a square inch of satin as the flimsy thing falls away.Richard sucks in air. "So, James, where would you like me to start?""I'm sure you don't need instructions from me..." James drops eyes to Beth's smooth pubis. "... An old hand like you." His gaze shifts to Charlotte... "But I think we'll adjust the furniture a little." Rising, he takes a stand-mirror from the corner of the bedroom, moves it to the side of the bed, adjusts the angle, then stands back to gauge the results. He adjusts it a little, measures it by eye again and then nods. Charlotte has an excellent view of her own sex."Would you like her opened a little further, Richard? I imagine you'll want to reach everything easily.""Excellent idea, James. The knees wider I think, and we'll lift her hips."It's a game they play, the pair of them, torturing her with anticipation, but Charlotte's eyes tell a tale. The two Doms work as a team, J
Charlotte's Search Chapter 201: Her Enemy's Promise, Part 21, Michael
MICHAELI sit, staring at nothing, thinking about...... Nothing...Maybe I should get something to eat?My gut's griping. I've not eaten all day. Sally brought me one of her usual offerings for lunch; a plate-sized bacon and egg sandwich and a can of beer, but the smell turned my stomach.Scruffy ate well though along with Kirstie's tribe, running wild around the gardens in hairy, waggy, excitable enthusiasm.The pint-sized rag-tag lies by my feet. Occasionally he looks up at me, whining. I scratch his ear and he settles again.There's no sign of James and Charlotte other than James' tablet on his armchair and a book, marker inserted, on Charlotte's favourite spot on the settee. With no real interest, I look at the cover. 'A Song of Ice and Fire - A Dance with Dragons.'The scent of something is drifting in, James' cooking I assume. A part of me says it smells rich and savoury, winey and herby, but my gut recoils.Just a coffee maybe...I head for the kitchen, but
Charlotte's Search Chapter 200: Her Enemy's Promise, Part 20, Sandwich
MICHAELI don't much feel like breakfast, but for the sake of form, I join Mitch, James and Charlotte in the kitchen, downing a coffee, then pouring another.James is on his usual 'toast and coffee only' breakfast. Mitch works her way through yoghurt and muesli, eating tidily and sipping at a cup of peppermint tea.Charlotte's standing on tiptoe, rummaging at the top shelf of the store cupboard. James stands, walks across. "What are you looking for?""Pickled onions.""You don't like pickled onions.""I felt like one sliced up on my sandwich."I've already seen the other items laid out on the worktop for Charlotte's 'sandwich', along with the expression flitting across James' face as he saw them too.Hmmm...But he snakes up a long arm to the top shelf and takes down a jar.In some fascination we sit, watching Charlotte assemble a peanut butter, avocado and pickled onion sandwich, on crusty bread cut thick enough to use as a draught excluder. In a final flourish, sh
Charlotte's Search Chapter 199: Her Enemy's Promise, Part 19, Redemption
JAMESIt's a nice area. A pretty area. And it's a day for seeing it at its best.Yachts and pleasure boats float in bobbing ranks on sparkling water. Tourists walk by with ice creams, tossing coins to cross-legged artists sitting by pavement chalkings. Shops sell souvenirs, art and holiday wear.The apartment block is clean and well-maintained. The hallway as we approach the door smells of new carpet and fresh paint.Mitch stands outside the door, seeming to gather herself together, then taking a breath, she inserts the key, turns it, opens the door and we step inside.It's... lovely...Sunlight dances over walls painted in soft neutral colours. They complement the furnishings, made from some pale golden timber, perhaps beech."Can't fault his taste," comments Michael.Paintings dot the walls, abstract mainly, except for a single striking piece taking the centre of one wall; an image of ice and broken water in astonishing rainbow hues."Amazing painting," I say, looki
Charlotte's Search Chapter 198: Her Enemy's Promise, Part 18, The Package
RICHARDJames steps out of the elevator looking...What?Harassed?Worried?"James?"He looks to me then jerks his head towards his office. I follow him in. Silently, he offers me a small, padded envelope, still sealed. "This was waiting for me down in the lobby. Special delivery.""A packet?""Look at the addressee."I look, extract spectacles from my top pocket and look again.And the hair rises on the back of my neck.Michelle Kimberley, c/o James Alexanders."Klempner?""Who else could it be? Conners wouldn't know where to find her. Michelle's brothers would probably send it to her direct. So, who else?""James, before anyone opens that envelope, could it be a letter-bomb?"He blows out air, rubs his forehead. "I wouldn't have thought that was Klempner's style... If he wanted her, he come after her himself..." He paces the room. "And why would he send it through me?""You parted... amicably... from Klempner? After the shooting?"He huffs. "I'm not
Charlotte's Search Chapter 197: Her Enemy's Promise, Part 17, Remembrance
MICHAELJames interrupts my gardening. "You seen Charlotte?""She said she was going for a walk." I nod along the road. "She went that-a-way." I straighten up, pressing hands into my lower spine. "Actually, now I think about it, her tone was a bit odd.""You look as if you've done enough for a while. Want to take a break and stretch your legs?""Good idea. I'll just tell Chad we're going out."I find him inside, paint bucket in hand, slapping emulsion on a bedroom wall. "James and I are just going for a walk. I don't think we'll be long."He cocks an eye at me, his expression assessing. "You might like to know that Mr Kalkowski is buried nearby, in the churchyard.""He is? I thought...""He had no traceable family, so he stayed here. Some of the holier-than-thou churchy types tried to kick up a fuss about it, but Mrs Collier kicked up a bigger fuss and they found a space for him.""Gotcha."He moves to the window and points a long finger along the road; the same dir
Charlotte's Search Chapter 196: Her Enemy's Promise, Part 16, Charlie
MICHAELThe lawns might have been mown, but the shrubs and borders are heading for the sky. A quick exploration of a small back shed produces saw and secateurs, so I set to, getting the garden back under control."Hello."I turn to see a woman, standing by the garden gate. Wearing jeans and a shirt, her hair tied tightly back in a ponytail, she has a prim, pleasant face. "Hello, I'm Eleanor Collier. I've been keeping an eye on the house. I saw something was happening...?" I stand, wiping muck and sap off my hands and onto my pants, then stride forward to offer my hand. "Michael Summerford." My brain connects the dots. "Collier, was it? Charlo... Jennifer's foster mother?"Her face lights up. "That's right. You know Jenny? She's here?""I'm her husband. And yes, she's here." I yell towards the upstairs window. "Charlotte! Friend of yours here." I gesture to the gate. "You'd better come in."From above, a movement at the window, then a clatter down the stairs and Charlotte
Charlotte's Search Chapter 195: Her Enemy's Promise, Part 15, The Legacy
JAMESMichael...He's depressed...What can I do?Change of scene maybe?*****"Charlotte, I was thinking, we're about due for your road-trip."She pauses, half a sausage impaled on a fork midway to her mouth. "Road-trip, Master? What road-trip?""Have you forgotten that you were bequeathed a house? And everything in it. Perhaps it is time to make good your claim?"The half-a-sausage drops back to her plate. "Go back to the farm you mean? The last time I was there, they... they weren't very welcoming."Michael is listening, chewing on toast and marmalade, suddenly looking more animated than he has for days.Thank God..."Things have changed since then, haven't they," he says. "You've spoken with your friend Tom. He knows the truth of what happened. And of course, there's Chad."Still she stares at the sausage and the fried egg congealing by it. "I'm not sure..."I pour myself more coffee. "Even if all you decide to do is sell the house, you'll need to visit
