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Charlotte's Search Chapter 96: The Father's Betrayal, Part 8, Twenty-Six Years Ago, Pyjamas
KLEMPNERWe lie together, both wearing the ridiculous pyjamas. Never in my life have I wanted a woman the way I want this one. I'm lying on my back and have a screaming erection, but I rumple the blankets to conceal it.She's a professional....She knows....Mitch rolls onto her side to face me. "Larry...""Hmmm?""You said.... You said that you wanted me to want...."Hope flutters inside my chest. I roll onto my side too, our faces close. "Larry, I want you to touch me."My groin jolts.Propping myself up on an elbow to look slightly down on her, I cup her cheek with my palm. Inside, I'm shaking; short of breath. Something pulses inside my ears.How do I do this?She echoes my gesture, reaching up to caress the side of my face, her fingers digging in slightly, guiding me to her, my mouth to hers, my lips to hers. Our lips touch. Her flesh is warm on mine, her breath fresh; a little minty.Mitch's fingers slide from my cheek and into my hair, pulling me close
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RICHARD"I'm visiting the university next week, James, to follow up on these plans of theirs for a library. I would like you to accompany me if it's convenient."The phone buzzes and Francis replies. "Hello?" She listens for a moment then her gaze shifts to James. There's a wild look to her eye.Most unlike her...."James, I'm sorry to interrupt you," she says, "but I have Kirstie on. There is someone down in the lobby asking for you."His brows rise. "For me? By name?""Yes... Um, Kirstie says she calls herself Marlene Alexanders."James snarls. "What the fuck's she doing here?" he mutters.Francis falters at his tone, glancing at me before speaking. "Do you want me to send her up?"James looks away, scowling then, "Are any of the ground floor meeting rooms free?"She taps at her keyboard, looking at her screen then, "Yes, number two is vacant until half eleven.""Fine. Tell Kirstie to send her in there. And not to offer coffee. She'll not be staying.""Yes, Ja
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 98: The Father's Betrayal, Part 10, Twenty-Six Years Ago, Memories
KLEMPNERShe lowers herself carefully into the water but at the last moment, loses her footing on the slippery base and sploshes down. From my place at the other side of the large bath, I pass her a flute of champagne.She's put up her hair to be clear of the water, twisting it high on her head and pinning it into elaborate bronze coils. Her neck is beautifully displayed; the curve from shoulder to her sculpted jawline and cheekbones. Even naked, she is elegant.She smiles and sips. "Bubbles outside and bubbles inside," she laughs, tilting her glass to me. She has a point. Foam streams over her neck and shoulders and breasts, white against the gleam of her wet skin."If you tell me that champagne bubbles get up your nose," I say, "I'll mark you down as unoriginal.""I'll not say that, then." She wrinkles her nose and sticks out her tongue then, with a flick of her fingers, swishes froth over me and into my own glass, giving me an unrepentant twinkle of the eye as I scoop soap
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 99: The Father's Betrayal, Part 11, The Lookout
JAMESIt's a terrible image. Blown up on my laptop screen it's horribly pixilated and badly out of focus....Got to do something about that phone of hers....Kirstie stands beside me, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. Snapping my fingers, I point to another chair with a 'bring it here' motion. She grimaces but pulls it over to sit by me while I work the image to produce something usable. It's still not great but I can make out at least some detail."Can you point him out to me, Kirstie."She points to a figure by the cafe window, barely recognisable as male and fairish. By the time I've enhanced it to something that clearly has a face, I'm at the limits of where image-enhancement will go, at least without a lot more time and more elaborate tools.Still, it's good enough to make out the face.... Sort-of...."Do you know him?" she asks."No. How long was he watching?""A good ten minutes that I noticed. I thought I was imagining things at first, but after
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 100: The Father's Betrayal, Part 12, The Watcher
JAMESThe alert icon flashes up on my screen, then within seconds a photo-message appears on my mobile, then another.Good girl....I open up the slave-link to Kirstie's computer and watch the video she has running. This time I have a ring-side view of the cafe window.A fair-haired man is sitting there. It's still indistinct, but it could be the same individual as from the previous poor image. I double check against the stills she sent from her phone then tap a message through.thnx kirstie, james here. sit tight and do nthng. am taking over your screenAnd now I have something real to work with. I re-centre on the face. A little basic cleaning-up, some refocusing and the image is bright and sharp and perfectly clear.I message her again. that the man?yesI zoom in, catching detail; several good clear shots of his face: weather-tanned features are framed by hair with a sun-bleached look. His shirt is open at the top by a couple of buttons showing part of what cou
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 101: The Father's Betrayal, Part 13, Tom
JAMESTom enters the lobby flanked by a police officer to either side, Kirstie directing them to the conference room where we are waiting.The central table is bare save for a tray with a water jug and glasses. Stanton sits at the end of the table nearest the door, an officer standing by his shoulder.As they enter, Tom is guided to a seat at the end of the table furthest from the door. The police officers stand behind him, one to either side. His face is pale, shiny.Michael enters, quickly looks around the room and then calls something back through the door. Charlotte follows him in, then silently, she sits. Michael takes a seat next to her.Tom's face flashes recognition and he stands awkwardly. "Hello, Jenny." His expression is odd; as though he's trying to smile, but he's nervous. "It is you, then."Her face is a frozen blank. "Hello, Tom. And yes, it's me."He looks around at the gathering. "Am I under arrest?"Stanton shifts in his seat. "Let us say for the momen
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 102: The Father's Betrayal, Part 14, News
"Chad's in the City you know," says Tom."Is he?" Charlotte's pale still, but she's smiling."He is. I ran into him one day down by the arena.""How is he?""He seemed to be doing well. He looked good." Tom sucks at his teeth. "I can see why you were attracted to him." He glances at Michael. "He's married again now, you know."Charlotte blinks. "Married?"Tom's lips quirk. "Not to a girl this time.""Ahh...." Charlotte's eyes widen and she's finally beginning to smile properly. "Well, I hope he's very happy."Tom sighs. "It's all right, Jenny... Sorry, Charlotte. I know what the problem was. I suppose sooner or later he'll tell his parents and they'll stop blaming you for what happened."The door opens, and Stanton pushes his head around, gesturing me out. I leave Charlotte with Michael and her old friend....... I hope....About time she had some....Outside the room, Stanton lowers his voice. "His story stacks up with what we know. We took his fingerprints fr
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 103: The Father's Betrayal, Part 15, A Gift For Charlotte
RICHARDJames brightens but purses his lips. "Don't bother with perfume or jewellery or anything like that...."Hardly...."No, she's not really a perfume and jewellery kind of girl is she...." I laugh."No, she's not. And nothing too expensive either." He flashes me a look.Is he trying to be offensive?"James, money is hardly an issue for me....""It is for her." He sighs, scratching into his hair. "She's sensitive about being given money. Even Michael and I have to be careful about it."Wtf?"Seriously? Michael's married to her. So are you for all practical purposes. A husband is entitled to give his wife gifts...."He rocks a hand back and forth. "I don't think she's fully wrapped her brain around that one yet. She started life and grew up with so little. She's not used to being pampered or cared for. I'm not sure she ever will be."You want to give her everything....... but she won't let you...What would I do?"As a matter of interest," I ask, "what i
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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
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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
