JamesAfter a minute or so, it seems to dawn on Charlotte also, what has happened."Michael?" she says softly.... "Michael?"He makes no move or sound. He's a big man. Not overly tall, just under six feet, but he's broadly built, and every pound of his frame is muscle. There's not an ounce of spare fat on him........ and she's pinned underneath him....What's she going to do…?.... I suppose a gentleman would come to her aid....I keep my laughter silent........ far too much promise of entertainment to interrupt....He's lying right on top of her. Her arms are free to move, but only so far, because Michael's arms are resting to either side, effectively caging her. Her legs, spread at the thighs by his weight between them, again are free to move, but only within limits. She scrabbles with her feet, trying to get some purchase on the blankets. Unco-operatively, they slide under her, so her feet move, but her body doesn't. After a few moments, she relaxes again, puf
JamesCharlotte is going to be by herself for the day while Michael and I mop up the remaining work we must do before we are free for the Summer.Michael left the apartment some while ago. He has work to do today at his leisure centre. I'm about to leave for the Haswell offices for a meeting with one of the contractors..…Find some entertainment for her perhaps…? Before the holiday…?.... Keep her interested........ What to do…?…?…?.... Ah.… yes….... Of course.... She knows him........ Perfect!I pack my briefcase with the files and notes I'm going to need for my meeting, slot in my laptop, then making sure Charlotte's occupied elsewhere, place a folder on my desk.I'm ready to go. Charlotte is settled onto the rug by the fire, coffee in hand and reading. Taking a moment for myself, I watch her....Intent on her reading, her flaming hair spills over a light summery dress, contrasting against her porcelain skin. Lips parted a little to sip her drink, she'
MichaelI return to the apartment to find that James has arranged a surprise dinner and that we have an extra guest: Daniel.Not just about 'dinner' then....Charlotte is doing the cooking, but her mind is on more than just food and her eyes repeatedly wander to the dark, handsome man James brought back.I'd wondered what her cooking would be like when she's left to herself, and it's not bad, although I notice she's picked dishes that are hard to make a mess of. Prawn cocktail is pretty much foolproof, and if you can't produce a decent meal with steak and salad, you might as well give up. Still, it's a good dinner and the four of us chat over the food for an hour or so.Charlotte is noticeably quiet over the meal, a slight flush to her face and her eyes repeatedly wandering to Daniel.James' has brought him back as a 'present' for her…?.... or for himself?Either way, Charlotte is expectant, almost poised.Hardly surprising with the fucking Daniel gave her on Valenti
MichaelFuck her hard?With that thing…James eye-points me, but I'm ahead of him. As he shifts to support her from behind at the shoulders, I move to hold her ankles and support her at the knees and calvesDaniel half turns to me, nodding acknowledgement. "Why thank you, Michael," he says, "I can do this now." Still, with his cock buried in her, he slips a hand inward, between his thighs and hers. He plays for a moment with her curls; bright red and glistening, winding them between his fingers. He pulls and tugs gently at the ruby hair while she shivers and gasps with each tiny tug. Daniel watches first her face, then drops his eyes to where his shaft pins her quivering hips. Looking back at her face he winks at her.… He does like her. I thought so the first time they met....And now he moves on to her clit, first rubbing gently over the sheath before slipping it back to display the tiny shaft, brilliantly red and stiff.Her body straining, she moans at his touch, but
Michael… And James is working on it. He knows all her buttons and loves making her climax as much as I do. Palms now pressing her thighs wide, his tongue ripples through her lips and over her clit, winding and flicking as he goes.He rests his mouth over her bud, jaw muscles working and his eyes rolling up to watch her. Her body straining, spine arched, muscles quivering under tension, Charlotte presses her head hard back against me, against my shaft........ Oh.... fuck....The pressure, her vibration running through me and the heavenly scent of her arousal combine. I almost shoot into my pants, but I bite down on my self-control, wrapping my arms around to lift her a little and take her weight away from my groin. Her shoulders resting against me, I cup a breast with one hand, my palm flat against her stomach.I'm not sure she even notices, as with a wail that starts deep down, she Comes. Her cry has a deep guttural note to it, echoing through her chest, rising and falling
JamesMy last meeting completed, my work done, summer calls. Of course, I'm on call for the unforeseen and my mind is reeling with the possibilities presented by Haswell's offer to 'let my imagination fly'....Talk about a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity....Nonetheless, a safe base for the bridge foundations has been finally located. The first pilings are going in right now and everything is going as planned and on schedule. And for all my annoyance at Daniel's parting shot when he visited us, I have no doubts as to his competence on the ground for handling his end of the work.Weeks of freedom....Will she be waiting?Charlotte knows this should be my last main day of working. Hope this 'beach house' is alright...."That's it! Freedom for the summer," I announce as I enter the apartment.And yes, she's here and.... expecting me.... She looks demure, her gaze cast down, but there's a sparkle of mischief there as she looks at me from under her lashes.And her clothe
JamesHow much do I say to you, Green-Eyes?The truth?Yes.... but not all of it........ not yet....I inhale, fighting off headiness. Cupping her face in my palm, "Charlotte, I'm older than you; a lot older. I took your virginity. I can't take your life from you."Still, she shakes her head, eyes wide. "Master, I don't understand you.""You are young, beautiful, intelligent, courageous. You're doing well at college. In a few years, you will be qualified, and the world will be your oyster. It would be very wrong of me to entrap you. After all, I'm just the man who bought you. So.... we play our games and I try to keep our.... complicated.... relationship.... just fun."My need for her wells up, threatening to overwhelm, to carry me away in a tide of remorse for having caused her hurt.I want you........ so much....And I wrap my arms around her once more, opening my mouth over hers. I kiss her again, not wanting to stop or to release her. And this time, she mov
MichaelAs we get ready to go out, showered and dressed, I don't get to catch James by himself, and he still won't meet my eye.I'm itching to know what happened. Charlotte is humming. There's a spring in her step and a light in her eyes that wasn't there before....What the fuck has he said to her…?At 'Luigi's' the three of us sit over pasta, salad and red wine. The meal is, as ever, excellent. Charlotte is animated and chatty, James calm."Um.... 'S'cuse me…" she says. As she vanishes to the bathroom, I wait until she is out of earshot, then turn to James."Alright, shoot," I demand, then drop my voice as I realise heads are turning my way. "What happened? What have you said to her? You told her? How you feel about her?""Um.... Not exactly...." "Then, what exactly?""I kissed her."I stall, spluttering for words. "You kissed her?""Yes, I kissed her.""But you must have kissed her a thousand times...."His eyes flick over to the doors to the bathrooms,