Michael"You've done this before?" she asks."I have indeed. I'm actually a trained masseur and I'm rather conscious that we've asked a lot of you over the last few days. So now it's your turn. Relax. I'll ask you to lie on your stomach in a bit, but right now, enjoy your wine."She is relaxing, and as I work my way up her legs, her muscles loosen under my attentions. The alcohol's helping, and her smile is looking a bit hazy........ Too much wine…?.... I don't think so.... It'll do her good....She is quite stressed, her body tight and tender in spots, and she winces sometimes as I go through my routine."Take it easy, Girl. I'm going to work these knots out of you."She leans back, still sipping her wine, but now I see her eyes roaming........ Over me.... Over my body........ Is she checking me out…?.... Yes, she is....I suppress a smile.My hands on her thighs, working her iliopsoas........ Mmmm, she's got some back trouble coming if that's not sor
JamesI follow them through to the bedroom, wanting to watch them together, to enjoy the show….... to distract myself from what just happened........ taken aback by my own reaction....When she dropped to her knees for me, it felt like real Submission, not simple obedience........ Don't fall for her, Man........ Soon she'll be gone....The two are on the bed together, enjoying each other; at least Michael is enjoying her, and she looks to be relishing every moment as he softly fucks her.But then I watch more closely. My cock's twitching as I watch them, but I gradually realise that....You're not just fucking her, are you....?He's working for her, not himself....Revolving his hips, arching under and up, he thrusts, aiming at her g-spot with his cock....…Now that's not easy.... .... and with each stroke, she moans and shudders....Michael withdraws, lies alongside her, an arm across her chest, one hand in a breast thumbing a nipple to hardness. As it
MichaelI tug at the nipple, deliberately roughly, and her lips parting, she quivers, her scent suddenly billowing up around me. My cock's twitching awake again and I pluck at the other nipple, rolling it to hardness between thumb and forefinger."Come on," I say, "let me hear you." And I twist sharply.And now she cries out, hips bucking, and it's not a cry of pain, but of arousal. To the other side, James is watching, his eyes, following her every movement as she slides fingers deliciously over my cockhead. Balls tightening as she fingers me........ just as well I'm about fucked out........ or I'd shoot off right now....I'm warming over by the second, as is she. And now, giving the lie to his words, James slides his hand between her thighs, stroking at her soft, pale skin. She's flushing, her perfume stronger by the moment as James teases at her pussy, not penetrating, but winding her up the spiral. Her breathing is growing heavy and as James toys with her clit, she sh
MichaelI try to enjoy the day, to make the most of it, but my heart isn't in it.We can't go walking as the weather isn't too good. Bright sunshine intersperses with the kind of lowering black clouds that threaten to drench the unwary the moment shelter is beyond easy reach, so instead, we go to a hotel high up in the mountains which has a reputation for good food.It's a good choice. Set above high meadows, overlooking a lake, the sun and rainclouds cast light and shade to race across the verdant green, while the lake lies glittering and lovely below us. In the restaurant, we have the best table, right by a vast window which gives us views overlooking the panoramic glory laid out for us.It should be a moment of peace and pleasure.... .... but tomorrow you'll be gone....James and Charlotte are talking and laughing. He's making an effort to entertain her, telling her unlikely-sounding stories, swearing that every word is true. He's clearly trying hard.He knows how to
JamesShowered, dressed and breakfasted, I drive her to the rail station, Michael sitting in the back."I do hope I made the week good for you, Charlotte?"Her smile is bright, genuine. "Oh yes, you did. I was so dreading it, and you, well, you made it marvellous.""I'm glad of that. I wouldn't have pushed you farther than I thought you could go, you know, no matter how much I'd paid for the privilege. But you amazed me with just what you did do, or more to the point, wanted to do, and enjoyed.""It was amazing, Master. If I had to do it again, I would, but I can't. I'm all out of virginities to sell."Ain't that the truth....I can only laugh.Throw the bait…Make sure she understands...."Very true! Listen, Charlotte, you've earned plenty of money from your.... adventures, but college life can be expensive. You know; materials, textbooks, field trips, decent digs to live in… It adds up and in unexpected ways sometimes. What I'm getting at is, I'm here. If you need
JamesThe Club is busy, humming with people. All the regulars are here. I prop up the bar, a drink in my hand. Usually, I would have a glass of wine and take all evening over it. Tonight, I order a malt, knock it back and then order another. The barman looks at me askance. "Not your usual poison, James. You alright?""I'm fine." I nod, turning away to cut off the conversation.I'm not. I'm anything but fine.What are you doing now, Jade-Eyes?"By yourself tonight, James?"It's Jeannie. I like her, and she likes me. We've played together many times over the years, with and without Michael for company, but tonight her red hair just reminds me of........ other things...."Yes, Michael couldn't make it tonight, Jeannie.""That's a shame. Never mind. Want to play?"My autopilot starts to say 'Yes', but then, "Um.... in a while perhaps."I don't want to be here....*****MICHAELI don't go to the Centre today. Normally, I love my work, what I do, but today....
JamesMichael strolls in, hands in pockets, looking around; checking out the bedrooms and the hot tub, grunting his approval at the open fire. "Nice place," he comments. "I see that you've spared no expense again.""What else am I going to spend my money on? Running my non-existent home and funding my ex-wife's live-in lover?"His face falls........ and I feel like a complete shit...."Sorry, that wasn't aimed at you....""Yes, it was. What have I done to upset you?"Michael's back is turned to me as he stacks kindling and small screws of newspaper into the fireplace, making a neat pile which lights with a single match."I said I'm sorry." My voice is still sharp, though I don't intend it to be. He looks up at me in silence, then watches the fire for a few moments as the flames begin to catch.Turning to me, he stands, arms folded, legs akimbo. "Alright, what's eating you? Are you regretting this? Not wanting to carry through with her? Because if you don't, I...."
JamesI let Michael take her inside, show her around. His obvious desire to be with her....How can I deny him that…?Carrying in her suitcase inside, I let him stoke up the fire, piling on more logs. I have a pretty good idea that he would like to roll around with her on the large fur rug in front of the hearth. Certainly, he's raising the fire to a good heat....She's flagging a bit, looking pale. "You're tired, Charlotte. Why don't you go have a shower or a bath." I suggest. "You'll feel better after that. I'm going to make us something to eat.""Mmm, yes, Master… I think I will.".... Master....She wanders off into the bathroom. Michael smiles happily at me, stretches, then grins broadly before turning to stand staring into the fire."I'll get on with making the meal," I say."Sure, d'you need any help?""No, I'm fine. I'll call if there is anything."He nods, returning his attention to the glow of the flames.In the kitchen, I take ingredients from the fri