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Chapter 38: Her Lovers' Touch, Part 20, Consent
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Charlotte's Search Chapter 39: Her Lovers' Touch, Part 21, Head or Tail?
RICHARDAnd flooded with lust and hormones as I am, reality crashes home to me.Elizabeth....I gave her my permission........ My blessingShe hasn't given hers....Not for this....The subs have the power....And I can't do this. This part of me belongs to my Elizabeth.My wife.My balls are tight. My cock aches. I want to fuck CharlotteBut I can't do this to Elizabeth."Um.... I'll sit this one out if you don't mind," I say."As you wish," says James, looking perplexed. Charlotte's face falls.But Michael meets my eyes, murmuring something to Elizabeth then moving away from her, pushing her towards me.She has that sweet-eyed sleepy-happy face I know so well. She's smiling, holding out her arms to me, but I can see she is already drooping, drowsy with post-orgasmic languour"Thank you." She's trying to stay awake. "That was amazing. I never thought that...."Michael watches, crinkle-eyed as I move to hold her, to embrace her, to kiss her. Then reme
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 40: Her Lovers' Touch, Part 22, The Mirrored Room
RICHARDAs we enter the beautiful mirrored room, all a-glimmer with candlelight, the three are there, awake and.... occupied....Michael sits to one side, a glass of wine in hand, but he's watching James and Charlotte, entwined in the sheets of the huge bed which takes up most of the room....Ye Gods....The expression on their two faces....When Charlotte, kneeling before me, looked up, I saw.... Lust.... Desire.... Whatever you want to call it....But that is not what I see now, or at least, it is a minor part of what I see.Adoration?Outright worship?And James is the same. For a man who normally wears a mask for a face, the naked emotion there is almost embarrassing.Love like that is rare....And yet, no jealousy?Complete trust?And it comes home to me, what it must have cost James to marry her to Michael....He offered her to me........ And I refused........ Because I love my wife.And yet Michael, Charlotte's husband, sits there, watching th
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 41: Her Lovers' Touch, Part 23, The Challenge
RICHARDThe lady in question gazes up at me with eyes like a cat...A challenge?I'll bet...."I would never have guessed."Michael breaks in. "If you don't mind, I think that Beth here would like some attention. I'm sure you two can entertain my wife while I'm busy."Elizabeth flushes, her chest sweat-sleeked and juddering as it rises and falls, but it's a flush of desire as she gazes up to the tall, golden man beside her, with sex and her in his eyes.It would never have occurred to me to think that I might enjoy sharing the task of restraining a woman. Normally, however enjoyable, it's a slightly awkward operation, having to loop around a wrist or an ankle, then cross over to the other side of the bed, or the horse or the frame, to work the opposite side.But with James there, he working from the left, me from the right, of Charlotte, it is the most natural thing in the world to loop and knot the rope, then toss it across for him to complete the operation at the othe
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 42: Her Lovers' Touch, Part 24, Man and Wife
RICHARDJames has taken over where I left off with Charlotte, crouched over her on all fours, pumping her hard in her bound/pussy raised position. It looks awkward but neither seems bothered by that, his expression intent, hers ecstatic, as their flesh collides.Michael tops up his wine from the bottle sitting on ice, then, as I pump her from behind, sits beside Elizabeth, glass once more in hand.The glass drips moisture........ He's not going to...?But no, the glass stays well away from my Elizabeth's swinging breasts. But his eyes rise to meet mine as he dips fingers into the chilled wine, holding them there for a few seconds. Then his eyes drop again to his target.As I thrust steadily, fingers wet, and almost icy, snake between my Elizabeth's legs, and with a movement I cannot see but only imagine, gently play with her bud.She comes almost on the spot, spasming around my cock....Fuck!.... to kick off my own overdue climax. With a hoarse cry, I spurt, splashi
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 43: Her Lovers' Touch, Part 25, Night Terrors
JAMESWe wave Richard and Beth off down the drive. Both still look half-asleep, but both also are wearing smiles.I think we can count that as a success...."I'm going for a soak in the bath," says Charlotte.Michael twinkles. "Want me to come and scrub your back?"Hasn't he ever had enough...?She grins and punches him on the shoulder. "Give me ten minutes first."I stretch and yawn.An easy day today methinks....Coffee....In the kitchen, pondering the evening's events, I stare out of the window to the bubble and pop from the stove-top and the rising fragrance of Arabica.There's a click behind me: Michael carefully closing the door behind him. He nods back behind himself. "She's headed for her bath," he says quietly."I daresay we'll see her again in a couple of hours and lightly poached."He huffs. "What is it with women and hot water?" Then he turns serious. "You okay now?""Yes, I'm good. It went well wouldn't you say?""I would indeed." He parks a
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 44: Her Lovers' Touch, Part 26, Visitors
KLEMPNERThe cell is depressing. Not just the naked walls, the furniture bolted to the cement floor, the steel sink and toilet, but everything........ The constant daytime echo of footsteps on metal walkways, the murmur of my companions........ colleagues...?.... carrying through from the rest of the floor, Jackson's constant fucking snoring at night....Surely I can get my cellmate changed?Still, he'll be gone in a month........ And who do I get then?.... And the smell.... Disinfectant, sour sweat, stale tobacco, cabbage....My door eases open and the guard stands, not exactly to attention, but respectfully. For appearance's sake, I stand. "Mr Sutcliffe?""Mr Klempner, you have visitors."About fucking time...."Is it them?""Yes, sir. All three of them."Well, there's a first....So, the men kept their word........ Not that they gave their word...."Anything I should know?""Not sure, sir, if it's relevant, but they opened some kind of hotel
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 45: Her Lovers' Touch, Part 27, Blessingmoors
KLEMPNERAlexanders hesitates, then, "You say she knew about Blessingmoors. Had she seen inside?""Yes. I wouldn't have hurt her. I just wanted her back.""Did she know about the cellars?" He leans forwards. "I've been in those cellars," he hisses. Jennifer jerks alert again, staring at him, wiping her eyes on the back of her hand. "They're enough to scare the shit out of anyone, let alone a young woman, alone in the world."I think back.Was she down in the cellars?I don't know...."What would you have done?" says Jennifer, "If she'd come looking?""I don't know. Taken her somewhere I suppose. Where we could be together."She cocks her head. "You mean, invited her to go with you? Or taken her?"When I don't reply, she continues, "You see, I think your idea of love is ownership. And my mother didn't want to be owned."Is that a fact?"I know what kind of relationship you have with him." I nod at Alexanders. His chin tilts up, eyes narrowing. "What's the differe
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 46: The Sin Of The Parent, Part 1, Edward Haswell
RICHARDMichael appears at the door of the conference room, wandering into my office, musing over some document he holds. "Who was Edward Haswell?"James and I exchange startled glances. "Edward Haswell?" I say. "He was my father. Why would you ask?""Because according to this...." He holds up the document.... ".... forty years or so back, Beth's Uncle Albert was in business with one Edward Haswell." I stand without the intervention of my brain, all but snatching the yellowed paper from his hand. "Let me see that." A smile plays around his mouth. "It's news to you I take it?""Good God, yes. I'd no idea there was any link between Elizabeth's family and mine." I flip through the pages, speed-reading as I go. Francis and James are also both standing. Francis, in deference perhaps to her position as my PA, is trying not to seem too intrigued. James, with no such qualms, is simply leaning in, trying to look over my shoulder."It is the same Edward Haswell, I suppose?" he as
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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
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Charlotte's Search Chapter 195: Her Enemy's Promise, Part 15, The Legacy
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