Lahat ng Kabanata ng Buying Charlotte: Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

CHARLOTTEFeet up on the settee, I´m reading, engrossed in The Silmarillion.I love Tolkien...Rain lashes against the window, all but wiping out the views of the mountains and down to the lake, but the fire´s blazing, my new husband and my Master are both with me, I have a glass of wine to one side and, lost in a good book, does life get any better than this?I´m in Heaven.It dawns on me that I´m being watched.Tilting my book down, I look over the top. In his chair, opposite me, Michael, chin resting his fist, has that look...Yes, that one...In the other chair, my Master also regards me, waiting for me to notice.What are they up to?"What? What is it?"As if I need to ask...They both rise, walk to stand over me. Each offers me a hand. Putting down my book, I take both hands, and they pull me to my feet.Michael pulls something from his pocket; a long, black silk scarf that he uses as a blindfold. He doesn´t speak but winds his finger around in a circle.

BETH"So where are we going?""Spoilers..." Richard grins at me, looking indecently pleased with himself."And why are you driving instead of Ross?"He shakes his head. "Ah-ah..." As we turn off the highway up to the mountains, the penny drops. "We´re going to James´ place? Michael and Charlotte´s house?"He looks smug. "Yup. We´re having dinner there.""Oh, lovely. That´s great. But why the secrecy?"He simply looks smug, saying nothing, meeting my eyes for a moment, mouth twitching, before turning his attention back to the road.The drive is amazing. The lovely road winds up the mountain and past the lake, with the late afternoon sunshine drawing brilliant ripples across the surface. Clouds scud across a sky which fades from azure to a pale opal on the horizon. Squadrons of electric blue dragonfly´s zig-zag through rushes, landing on lily pads, iridescent against the brilliant green. The hotel is buzzing. Michael´s spa project looks to be off to a bouncing start

BETHI´m jittery, really edgy, but so horny. Given this (once in a lifetime?) opportunity, I don´t want to blow it. Glowing inside, my pussy is flooding, my panties becoming uncomfortable.How well can he read me? Does he know?Of course, he does...Will he take them off me...?How can it be so difficult for me to unbutton a shirt? I´m all fingers and thumbs, completely ham-fisted about it. But he´s patient, helping me to calm down, to chill out a little.I´ve not been with another man since the day I met Richard. And so far as I can see, Michael is utterly faithful to Charlotte. But before then... How many women has he had?A lot... Look at him...He could take his pick...His eyes are intensely, brilliantly blue, framed by dark lashes which contrast with the bright gold of his hair.The face of an angel...But despite his astonishing good looks, he never seems to suffer from vanity or narcissism.You´re a lucky woman, Charlotte...And you´re letting me do th

CHARLOTTERichard smiles, tracing the outline of my lips with one finger. "Good. That´s very good, Charlotte... For now, over the bench and spread your ankles..."I obey, lying over the horse, my face pressed sideways against the padded surface. Richard is behind me, his feet pushing mine further apart. My Master slaps my rump. It´s not a hard blow, just letting me know he is there, I think. But then, I heave a deep breath as Richard´s hand blisters across my rear, gasping at the sting.Looking up from my, now awkward angle, I see Michael pulling Beth upright into a kneeling position to face us, angling her to watch..."Charlotte, what are your safe words?" asks Richard"Yellow, Sir. And Red."He rubs at the spot where he just caught me, then his hand flames across my ass again."Very good. And you like being fucked by more than one man at once? Understand that I am only asking you this because I do realise that you are, in reality, no more a sub than I am.""Yes, Sir.

BETHAt Michael´s words, I let out breath that, all unknowing, I´d been holding. He moves to stand behind me, one arm curved around my waist, whispering to me, "Beth... Yes?"I almost sigh the word. "Yes.""Would you like to watch them fuck Charlotte? Or would you prefer to go next door?"Blushing. "I´d like to watch.""Thought you might. Want to join in with them?"My mouth is suddenly dry. "Um, no. I don´t think I´m ready for that." Suddenly anxious, "Is that alright?"He kisses the tender nape of my neck. "Of course, it is. This is about enjoying yourself. Not about going anywhere you´re unwilling or unready for..."The heat of his mouth settles at the top of my spine as he nibbles and mouths at the soft skin there. I smile to myself as, steering me by the arm around my waist, he angles me to watch Charlotte as her two ´Masters of the Evening´ splay and spread her. Michael may not share their taste for outright domination, but he still enjoys being in charge of a wom