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dear oh dear..this is getting so thrilling GH

Superb, as always, gh! i love it! Thank you. priss

Same Devil. Different details. Good stuff GH. Still dying to know where these two are going. Thanks for posting ..

GH
You have a gift. Excellent writing. I especially like how your characters have that loving relationship. You can see that they honestly love one another and except each others faults (she is a total slut and he is a submissive wimp). It kind of reminds me of one of my favorites of all time, The Bob Cocker Saga.

What other sites do you write for. You can PM me if you want.

Again thanks.
Happiness is being cuckolded and kept under lock and key by my beautiful wife.

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Thanks, I always appreciate your comments. I hope your girlfriend enjoys the story. Please let me know.

Paparas

Thank you, I'm also enjoying it.

Priss

I'm glad you're enjoying the story. Be patient with me. I promise I won't let you down. The story is going to get very soft for a little while and then build.

Peak

It's nice to hear from you. It is going to be a long gradual journey

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Thank you, you are correct. All of my stories focus on the love between my characters. I firmly believe that love and concern are essential elements in a meaningful sub/dom relationship.

I will PM you

All of you, thank you again. Your comments of appreciation motivate all the amatuer writers here.

To everyone, sorry about the slow post. Sometimes writers block is an issue. The next few segments did not come easily.

GH

As soon as I got into the kitchen I stopped and took a deep breath. For the past several years I had become increasingly aware of my submissive desires. All of my sexual fantasies revolved around dominant women. Now those fantasies were becoming realities. I was excited, but I was also nervous and very scared.

I was faced with a decision. Did I really want to do this? I knew Court. He was a very cautious man. When I returned to the living room he would be watching carefully to see how I was responding to his demands. If I resisted at all I was quite certain that he would back off. I also sensed that if I maintained my submissive attitude, Court and Lindsey would eagerly assume the role of my master and mistress for the remainder of the evening.

And then I understood the real question. What would happen tomorrow? Once I submitted to Court and Lindsey could I ever again be their equal?

As I thought about that question, I realized there was another equally important question. If I chose not submit to Court and Lindsey tonight, would I ever get another opportunity to fulfill my submissive fantasies.

It was a dilemma. As I weighed my options I tried to be objective, but I couldn't be objective. I knew what I wanted to do and it wasn't my brain that was making the decision. I walked over to the counter and removed the plastic wrap from the plate of cheese and crackers. I didn't want to keep my superiors waiting.

Suddenly the door opened and Lindsey entered the kitchen. I turned and looked at her. She was so beautiful in her sheer nightie.

Lindsey walked straight over to me, put her arms around my waist and hugged me. "Petey are you okay? Court and I are both afraid we might have insulted you. We were just playing. Neither of us would ever dream of intentionally being mean to you."

She unbuckled my belt, opened my zipper and started pulling my jeans down.

"Lindsey what are you doing?"

"Court told me I should give you a blow job."

"That's right buddy. I got one, and now it only seems fair that you should get one."

I looked up. Court was standing in the kitchen door.

Lindsey pulled my little cock out. I had an erection. My face turned red when I noticed how small it looked in comparimister to Court's monster.

Court sensed my embarrassment and said, "Don't worry Petey. You've been my roommate for two years. I've known about the size of your penis for a long time."

Lindsey looked up at me and giggled. "I'm the only one who should care and I'm absolutely mad about your miniature cock ."

I smiled and relaxed. These were my friends.

"Petey, Lindsey was right. Neither of us want to hurt your feelings. I'm sorry if we went a little too far."

I smiled at Court. It took me a moment to gather my thoughts. Lindsey was holding my cock. It was a major distraction.

Finally I managed to say, "It's okay, I wasn't offended."

And now the moment of truth had arrived. I swallowed hard and said, "Actually, I was enjoying what was happening."

Court stared at me for a moment and then he said, "Really?"

I nodded. "Yes, I was."

Suddenly I gasped as I felt Lindsey put my penis in her mouth.

Court laughed and said, "I think I'll be quiet for a little while and let our friend perform her magic."

Lindsey started sucking me in earnest. I closed my eyes and tried to divert my attention. I focused on counting by prime numbers; one, two, three, five, seven, eleven, thirteen, seventeen, nineteen, twenty-three, twenty-nine, thirty-one, thirty-seven, forty-one. I hesitated, was forty-three prime? I tried to factor it, but my rhythm of thought was broken. The break in concentration became a chink in my defenses. The wonderful sensations that Lindsey was creating with her lips and her tongue rapidly weaseled their way into my mind.

I was lost.

The familiar tingle quickly roared into my loins. This time I didn't worry about warning Lindsey. I knew she liked it when a guy came in her mouth.

The first spurt of semen sent an indescribable thrill through my body. The next was just as exciting.

I looked down. Lindsey was giggling as she tried to suck every drop of cum out of my penis.

I glanced over at Court. He was smiling.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the end of my orgasm.

After a few moments Lindsey stood up. As soon as she was standing she leaned over and kissed me. "Petey you did better that time. You didn't cum right away."

She turned to Court. "Your roommate has a little trouble with premature ejaculation."

My face turned red.

Court shook his head. "Lindsey I think you just embarrassed your boyfriend."

I turned and stared at Court and then I looked at Lindsey.

She smiled at me and said, "I kind of like the title. What do you think? Do you want to be my boyfriend?"

I vigorously nodded my head up and down.

"I'm still going to be having social obligations." She paused, walked over to Court and put her arm around his waist. "And one of those social obligations is definitely going to be your roommate. Can you live with having a slut girlfriend?"

I grinned and said, "I can't think of anything I would like more."

G.H., As others have so elequently put it, your writing is wonderful. If you have stories posted in other places, can you share where?

I am so waiting for petey to serve both Court and Lindsey. I also enjoy the more extreme domination (physical & emotional) which I see your stories move to from time to time.

All I can say is, keep up the great writing.

Good and Bi

Good and Bi

Thank you

In this story the domination will occur gradually. One of the themes to all of my stories is the process a couple goes through as they discover their more exotic desires. Court, Lindsey and Petey are college students. It takes time for them to work all this out.

Thank you for your support. I will send you a PM today.

GH

Court looked at both Lindsey and me. There was a big smile on his face. "Well, I guess this new development changes the plan for the evening. It looks like were going to be having a celebration rather than an intimate candlelight dinner for two."

Lindsey hugged Court and said, "A party with my two favorite men sounds like fun."

While my new girlfriend was hugging my roommate I was thinking. After a moment I shook my head and put my hand up. "No, I want to stick to the original plan."

Court and Lindsey both stared at me.

Lindsey walked over and put her arms around my waist. "What's the matter Petey? Don't you want to be my boyfriend?"

I put my arms around Lindsey's shoulders and hugged her. "No that's not it at all. There is nothing in this world I want more than to be your boyfriend."

"Then what's wrong Petey?"

"There's nothing wrong."

I knew I wanted this, I suspected they wanted it to. I was fairly certain they were just too concerned about hurting my feelings to pursue it. It was very apparent to me that if we were going to continue what had happened in the living room I was going to have to be the instigator.

I took a deep breath and looked at Lindsey. "Remember, just before you started giving me my blow job I was telling you and Court that I enjoyed what happened in the living room."

Lindsey shook her head. "I'm sorry Petey. I was holding your cock at the time." She giggled. "I tend to get at little distracted when I'm holding a guy's penis."

"Petey, I remember." Court thought for a moment and then he asked, "Are you telling us that you liked it when we started ordering you around."

I slowly nodded my head.

Lindsey looked at me and said, "Oh my!" She started to giggle but she quickly put her hand over her mouth and stopped herself. "I'm sorry Petey, I'm not laughing at you, I've just never really thought about this before." She paused for a moment and then she asked, "Are you sure?"

"I think so. I've fantasized about it for a long time." I smiled at Lindsey. "There's also another reamister."

"What's that?"

"I want you to experience a romantic candle light dinner with Court Phillips that's been prepared and served by his man, Petey."

We all started laughing.

Court looked at Lindsey. "What do you think? Are you up for it?"

Lindsey let go of my waist and sauntered over to Court. She put her arm around his waist and said, "It looks like we have a servant for the rest of the evening and I intend to take full advantage of that luxury."

"My dear, I think we should return to the living room and make ourselves comfortable." Court's voice took on a very authoritarian tone. "Petey you may bring our appetizers now."

Court put his hand in the small of Lindsey's back and gently steered her out of the kitchen.

As soon as they were gone I took a deep breath and said to myself, "Petey, what have you just done?"

Excellent work GH. Keep them coming. Thank you.

Great job GH, keep it coming. You have the ability to write what I can only call "loving offense" better than anyone!

GH, thanks.

Your story continues to be great. It is so good to see petey step up and admit that he is excited by serving his new "girl-friend" and her lover. I'm looking forward to seeing how Court handles him.


Good and Bi

absolutely awesome!! am sure Court will grab the chance and Lindsay's cheering him on will only serve to seal the deal and put petey in his place forever.
delicious!

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Thanks, I'm trying to build this story slowly. I worry that people are going to lose patience with me. I appreciate your support.

Stormy, thanks "Loving offense is a very nice way to characterize my stories.

Everyone who has gone to the other site to look at the revised editions of my stories, please remember to vote while your reading. That site has a small contingent of people who are very intolerant of the kind of stories that we like and they tend to vote them down out of spite.

I don't care about the competitions, but at that site voting is what makes stories "Hot Stories" which are flagged.

By the way, when I first went to that site I only looked for hot stories. Now that I understand the process, when I'm seeking cuckold stories there I look at all stories. The stories we like the best are always voted down.

GH

I placed several napkins and two small plates on the tray next to the cheese and crackers, picked it up and carried it out of the kitchen.

As soon as I walked into the living room I started to smile. Court and Lindsey were back on the couch. Lindsey was snuggled up to Court. They were both sipping their martini's. I fully expected this scene. What made me smile was Lindsey's pose. She was slumped down on the couch with her head resting on Court's chest. She had one foot on the floor and one foot on the coffee table. Her knees were spread wide apart leaving her shaved pussy brazenly open to view.

I was later to learn that my Lindsey was a notorious exhibitionist.

When she heard me enter the room Lindsey looked up at me. She stared into my eyes for a moment and then she winked at me. I think it was her silent way of saying - hey boyfriend Look at what you're missing.

I politely bowed to her and set the tray down on the coffee table.

Both Court and Lindsey noted the bow.

Lindsey was the first to speak. "Petey my man is hungry, put some cheese and crackers on a plate for him."

I bowed again, "Yes Ms. Lindsey, right away."

Lindsey sat up. "Petey I think Ms. Lindsey is a little too familiar for this evening, Ms. Sommers would be much more appropriate."

"Ms. Sommers I apologize. I didn't mean to overstep my bounds."

She grinned at me. "That's alright Petey, just don't let it happen again."

I placed three crackers on one of the small plates, put a slice of cheese on each cracker and offered the plate to Court. "For you Sir."

Court was smiling. He nodded towards the end table next to him. "Put it on the table Petey."

I set Court's plate on the end table and prepared a similar plate for Lindsey. Once it was ready I asked, "Where would you like me to place this Ms. Sommers?"

Lindsey nodded with approval when she heard me use her more formal name. "On the coffee table would be just fine Petey."

As soon as I set Lindsey's plate down she turned to Court and said, "I'm nearly naked and you're just wearing a pair of gym shorts. I don't understand why our servant is fully dressed."

Court laughed. "Lindsey you have a good point." He turned to me. "Petey, go to your room and take your clothes off. Tonight you will be waiting on us naked."

I took a deep breath. I hadn't considered this as a possibility. I was excited by the idea. I ran to my room and quickly removed my clothes. As soon as I was naked I returned to the living room. When I walked in Court was kissing Lindsey. I stood perfectly still and watched them. After a moment Court broke off the kiss and they looked up.

Lindsey stared at me. It almost seemed like she was inspecting me. Finally she smiled and said, "That's much better". She turned to Court and started giggling. "Now I'll be able to play with his cute little dickie while he's serving the mashed potatoes."

Court just laughed.

Once the two of them stopped giggling there was an awkward period of silence. It was obvious that none of us really knew what to do next.

Court eventually broke the silence. "Petey why don't you get the salads ready and open the wine while we finish our cocktails."

That was all we needed. The three of us relaxed and slipped into the flow of the evening. Lindsey and Court both quickly warmed to their positions as demanding superiors and I worked very hard at being their obedient servant. When it clicked it was very exciting for all three of us, but occasionally it broke down and when it did we couldn't stop ourselves from laughing.

As the evening progressed Court, Lindsey and I all became very comfortable with our roles. By the time I cleared the dessert dishes, we were having a wonderful time. Of course we were also all a little bit tipsy. We'd gone through two bottles of wine. I wasn't allowed to take with Court and Lindsey, but I kept a glass of wine in the kitchen and sipped from it while I was preparing each course of their meal.

Just my opinion... but I like the story when there is some love there and she kind of gets him to go along .. for loves sake....This is goood . didn't care for the first part at the bosses house... but really like this part I do hope you continue..

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Thanks, I appreciate your support. If you've read Sandra and Stevie, you know that's also generally my preference. but sometimes I like to write some segments that are a little edgier.

I think you will love these next segments.

Thanks for your kind words.

GH

As I was carrying the dessert dishes to the kitchen Court called to me. "Petey Ms. Sommers and I are going to retire to the living room; bring us some cognac."

I brought the dishes to the kitchen and returned to the living room with a bottle of cognac and two glasses. Court and Lindsey were on the couch. They were already making out. It was obvious that it wouldn't belong before they made the move to Court's bedroom.

I set the tray on the coffee table in front of them. As I started pouring the cognac Lindsey and Court stopped kissing and looked up at me. They were both smiling.

Lindsey cuddled up to Court and said, "I've had a wonderful time this evening." There was a dreamy quality to her voice.

She sat up and turned to look at Court. "I want to study with Petey tomorrow night. Can we do it here so all three of us can have dinner together?" She giggled. "You can both fuck me when were done studying." She patted Courts leg. "Of course the master of the house always gets to fuck me first. Our little servant boy only gets seconds."

Court laughed. "I love these new rules." And then he shook his head. "I'm sorry but I'm not going to be home tomorrow night."

Lindsey's smile changed to a look of disappointment. "Do you have a date?" She quickly caught herself. "I mean that's okay, I'm also going to be going out on dates."

Court shook his head. "No I don't have a date." He paused. "But I do agree that both of us should continue dating."

Lindsey stared at Court for a moment and then she said, "If you don't have a date..."

"Mr. Phillips, may I help explain."

Court smiled at me. "Please do Petey."

"Ms. Sommers, tomorrow is Thursday. Every Thursday night Mr. Phillips goes to a restaurant on the north side of the city called Baxter's"

Lindsey looked back and forth at both of us. "What happens at this restaurant? Why do you go there? Is Petey going with you? Can I go?"

Court laughed. "Slow down, we'll answer all your questions but let's take them one at a time."

Lindsey nodded. "Okay, what happens at this restaurant?"

I nodded to Court. "Everything I know I learned second hand from you, so I think you'd better handle these questions."

Court smiled. "I agree."

He picked up his glass of cognac, took a sip, thought for a moment and then he set it down and looked at me. "Petey I think the candle light dinner is over. Why don't you get another glass, pour yourself some of this cognac and join us."

Lindsey looked at me. "Oh yes Petey, please do that. The dinner was absolutely marvelous, and I had wonderful time, but now I would really like it if you were sitting with us."

I grinned and said, "Thank you, I'd like that to, I'll be right back."

I ran into the kitchen and grabbed a third cognac glass, when I returned to the living room Court and Lindsey were politely waiting for me.

As I was filling my glass Lindsey patted the spot on the couch opposite from the side where Court was sitting and said, "Come sit on this side of me Petey."

As soon as I was seated Lindsey giggled and said, "Now I'm in heaven. I'm sitting between my two favorite men."

Court looked at me and asked, "Petey are you settled?"

I smiled and said, "Yup, I sure am."

He turned to Lindsey. "Baxter's is a night club that caters to married adults looking for a little fun on the side."

"You mean like cheating wives and stuff like that?"

"That's exactly what I mean."

"Why do you go there? You're not married."

Court smiled, "No I'm not."

I patted Lindsey's knee. "Our friend has a thing for older women."

Lindsey stared at Court. "Really? Is that true? Is that why you don't date Kelroy girls?"

"I think my little buddy there might be exaggerating a bit, but yes I do have a preference for women who are in their late twenties and early thirties."

Lindsey thought about this for a moment and then she giggled and said, "That's really hot."

"He also prefers married women."

Court looked at me and raised his eyebrows.

I shrugged. "Well it's true, the women you entertain in this apartment are almost always married and Joanne is married."

Lindsey looked back and forth at us. "Who's Joanne?"

I leaned over and whispered into Lindsey's ear, "She's Court's current girlfriend."

Lindsey turned to Court. "You have a girlfriend?"

Court laughed. "Earlier this evening we did establish the fact that Petey is now your boyfriend. If you can have a boyfriend, I most certainly should be free to have a girlfriend." He winked at Lindsey. "Besides, my girlfriend has a husband. It makes life much easier."

Lindsey stared at the floor. She was obviously trying to digest all of this information. Finally she looked up and said, "I want to hear all about Joanne, but first tell me more about Baxter's."

She nudged me. "Petey, I gather that you don't go to Baxter's with Court, why not?"

"Petey, I'll take this question."

Court looked at Lindsey. "During lunch yesterday you went on at great length about my roommate's wonderful qualities. You told me that one of his most endearing traits is his shyness. How do you think he would fare in a bar filled with very aggressive middle aged business men trying to get laid. Can you imagine him asking a thirty-five year old married woman if she'd like to go out to his car with him so they could fuck?"

Court took a moment to let that sink in and then he continued, "You might also consider what would happen if he did get a woman to go out to his car with him. This would be a married woman who is cheating on her husband. She's looking for some serious sex. Imagine what her reaction would be when she unzipped Petey's pants and discovered what he was bringing to the party."

My face turned a bright shade of crimmister.

Lindsey put her hand over her mouth and said, "Oh dear."

"I know you love his tongue and I do believe that he is a master at eating pussy" Court winked at me. "In fact, Lindsey if you don't mind, the next time Joanne is here I'd like to arrange for her to spend a little time with Petey."

Lindsey giggled and leaned over and rubbed my crotch. "Would you like that sweet baby? Are you interested in tasting a little married pussy?"

"Would you be mad at me if I did that?" I just blurted it out and as soon as I said it I realized it was a stupid thing to say.

Lindsey and Court both started laughing.

Lindsey kissed my cheek. "Sweetie I appreciate your concern, but I'm a notorious slut. I suck three or four different cocks a week. I think it might be just a little bit hypocritical for me to get upset about it."

Court continued. "Unfortunately for Petey, these women are searching for big hard cocks. They want to get fucked. They want to get fucked hard and they want it to last a long time.

Lindsey nodded and patted my knee. "Sorry sweetheart, I guess Baxter's isn't for you is it."

I didn't really know what to say, so I just blushed and shrugged.

Lindsey turned back to Court. "But I'm getting very interested in the place. I've never been with an older man." She paused for a moment and then she asked. "Does everyone really fuck in their cars? Isn't that kind of uncomfortable for middle aged people?"

Court smiled. "You don't see too many compact cars at Baxter's. Most of the men drive big SUV's or Lincoln Town Cars.

"My friend over here owns three cars. One of them is a Cadillac Escalade. He uses it exclusively for his trips to Baxter's."

Lindsey looked at Court. "You own three cars?"

Court nodded.

"I've seen the BMW, what's the third car?"

Court grinned. "A Porsche 911, everyone has to have a toy."

Lindsey looked at me and rolled her eyes. "It must be nice to be rich."

"I don't know, there are trade offs. I was raised by a nanny. When I met Petey's mom I was very envious. She dotes on him. She sends us home made cookies every week. My mom comes to visit us once a year. I haven't seen my dad in three years. He just sends me money."

Lindsey shrugged. "My mom and dad are divorced. My dad remarried and has another family. He doesn't even send me a Christmas card. Petey's never met his dad."

"Hey we all have it tough." I smiled at court and Lindsey. "I'm just glad we found each other."

Court picked up his glass of cognac. "I take to that."

Lindsey and I both picked up our glasses.

Courts said, "To good friends."

This time when Court and Lindsey clinked their glasses they both also clinked my glass

Lindsey turned to me. "Does your mom really send you cookies every week?"

"She sure does and they're wonderful."

It was Court he loved my mom's cookies. Actually Court loved my mom. I don't mean that in a bad way. Court just thought my mom was the most wonderful woman in the world.

"Rhonda, that's Petey's lady's name, has six cookie tins. Once a week she makes a different kind of cookie, fills the tin and sends it to us in the mail. Every five weeks she drives over to visit us. When she leaves she takes the empty tins home with her."

"Court gets her a room in the Calvert Hotel."

Lindsey looked at Court. "That's a really expensive hotel."

"Petey's mom works hard and she doesn't have much money. I can easily afford it and she seems to enjoy it. She only stays one night, so it's really not all that expensive."

I nodded. "She loves her visits here. She calls them her little luxury vacations. Court also takes us to dinner at the Kensington Grill."

"We all have a good time." Court smiled at Lindsey. "The next time she comes to visit you can join us."

Lindsey looked at me. "Would that be okay? Could I meet your lady?"

I smiled. "Yes, I'd like that very much."

Lindsey leaned over and kissed me. "Thank you." And then she sat up. "Do you have any of her cookies? Could we have some now?"

Court laughed. "I don't know, they may be the most valuable items in this apartment."

I grinned at court. "I think we're going to have to share. I'll go get a plate."

I went to the kitchen, put six cookies on a plate and brought them back to the living room.

As I set them on the coffee table Court said, "These are oatmeal raisin. They're wonderful, but Petey and I both agree that our favorites are her chocolate chip cookies. She puts walnuts in them."

Lindsey leaned forward, picked up a cookie, took a bite of it and looked at me. "They are good." She swallowed her bite of cookie and picked up her glass of cognac. As she took a sip she started giggling. "Eating cookies and takeing cognac while I'm sitting naked on a couch between two guys I really like might just be the most fun thing I've ever done in my entire life."

Lindsey finished her cookie and turned to Court. “You never answered my question. Can I go to Baxter's with you tomorrow night?"

"I thought you were going to study with Petey tomorrow night."

Lindsey looked at me. "Petey honey, you wouldn't mind if I went to Baxter's with Court tomorrow night would you?"

I thought to myself that of course I'd mind. There was nothing I wanted more in this world than to spend an evening alone with Lindsey, but when I looked into her eyes I wilted. Lindsey was my goddess. I couldn't bear the thought of depriving her of any pleasure that she might desire.

I gamely smiled and said, "No Lindsey, I wouldn't mind at all."

Lindsey turned back to Court. "Can I go?"

"If you go, we can have dinner together; but after dinner we're going to split up. I'm going to go into the bar and you're going to stay at our table. That's how it's done there. We're both going to hook up with different people and we won't get back together again until it's time to leave."

"Do you think I'll have any trouble finding a guy?"

"Will you be happy with a middle aged married man? That's what you're going to find there."

"Oh yes, that's exactly what I want. I've never been with an older man." Lindsey giggled. "The fact that he's married will make it even naughtier."

Court smiled. "If that's the case, you won't have any trouble finding a date. Those older guys are going to be all over you."

He looked at me. "Petey, are you sure you're okay with this?"

I nodded. What else was I going to do?

Lindsey turned to me. "Petey honey, I wish you could go with us, but Baxter's just isn't for you. You understand that don't you?"

I smiled. "Yes, I understand."

She turned back to Court. "What should I wear?"

"Do you have a black cocktail dress?"

Lindsey shook her head. "No, my family doesn't have much money. My wardrobe is pretty limited."

Court looked at me. "Petey, tomorrow after class will you take Lindsey shopping? I'll give you some money."

I nodded. "I would love to."

Lindsey grinned. "Really! I get to buy a new dress. I can't wait. Petey my last class ends at three. When does your last class end?"

"I'm done at two. I'll wait for you in the grill."

"Petey this is so wonderful. Now you can be part of my trip to Baxter's"

Lindsey looked back at Court. "Is it okay if Petey brings me back here after we're done shopping? That way he can help me get dressed."

"Is that all right with you Petey?"

I smiled at Court. "Yes, I would enjoy that."

Court nodded to Lindsey. "That will be just fine."

Lindsey leaned over and kissed my cheek. "You can give me a bath. You'd like that wouldn't you?"

I grinned at her. "Yes, very much."

"Petey, you should have her dressed and ready to go by 7:30. We'll want to have dinner at 8:00. We want to be done eating by 9:00, That's when the action starts. Call Baxter's in the morning and make a reservation for two for dinner. Put it in my name. Oh and we'll also want a light snack before we leave. A shrimp cocktail would be perfect."

I nodded. "Yes Mr. Phillips, I'll take care of everything."

Court and Lindsey both smiled when they heard my response.

Court stood up and looked at Lindsey. "Now that we've settled the plans for tomorrow evening, I think it's time for Petey to clean up the kitchen while we retire to my bedroom."

Lindsey shook her head. "No, you promised you'd tell me all about Joanne."

Court sat back down. He was smiling. "All right, what would you like to know?"

"How did you meet her?"

"We met at Baxter's."

Really? Did you fuck her in the back of your Escalade?"

Court nodded. "Yes I did."

"How did she become your girlfriend?"

"Both the sex and the conversation were great. After we were done I asked her for her cell phone number. She gave it to me. I called her the following Monday. She came to the apartment for dinner that evening."

"Was it a candle light dinner like the one we just had?"

"Yes it was."

"Did Petey serve it?"

"Yes he did."

Lindsey looked at me. "Is she pretty?'

I nodded. "She's very pretty."

"Is she prettier than me?"

I grinned. "No one is prettier than you."

Lindsey giggled and kissed my cheek. "That's one of the five thousand reamisters that you're my boyfriend. You always know how to say exactly the right thing."

She turned back to Court. "How long have you been seeing her?"

He thought for a moment. "I guess it's been about six months now."

He looked at me. I nodded in agreement. "That seems about right."

"Have you met her husband?"

"Yes, I've been to two cocktail parties at her house."

"Does he know you're fucking his wife?"

Court shook his head. "No, I don't think so; at least Joanne doesn't think he knows."

"Doesn't he get suspicious when she's gone all the time."

"No, his business requires him to travel a lot."

"How did Joanne explain your presence at the parties."

"She told her husband I worked with her in her office."

Lindsey was silent for a moment and then she said, "I only have one more question."

"What's that?"

"Are you really going to have Petey eat her pussy?"

Court nodded. "I think so. It seems to me that both of them would enjoy it."

"What if she's not sure she wants him to do it."

Court paused for a moment to think about this and then he said, "Joanne will do anything I tell her to do."

Lindsey gasped and then she whispered. "So will I."

Court stared at Lindsey. "I know."

Court stood up and once again put his hand out for Lindsey. "Now it is time for Petey to clean up the kitchen while we retire to my bedroom."

Lindsey took his hand. While Court was pulling her up from the sofa she giggled and said, "Yes sir."

Court put his hand in the small of Lindsey's back and gently led her to his bedroom.

As he was leading her away Lindsey called to me. "Petey, I'll see you in about two hours."

As they disappeared into Court's bedroom I smiled and quietly whispered. "I'll be waiting."

Another wonderful segment GH. Very nicely done.

Wow ...

excellent! GH you are a genious, know when to take it slowly, know when to pick up the pace. great stuff!
BTW i couldn't help feeling a tingle by the sheer mention of Mrs Philips coming to visit once a year. she so matter-of-factly measured up petey and put him in his place for Court to start with...

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Thank you, your continued support is very much appreciated. This is turning into a very difficult story to write. I am enjoying it immensly, but at times I am encountering significant writers block. The segments that I am going to post tomorrow morning and Saturday morning took me all week to write.

GH

PS Now that they are written, I like them very much.

Next posts 10/31 12:00 PM Greenwich Mean time

After they were gone I picked up the plate of cookies, the three dirty glasses and the bottle of cognac. I balanced everything on my tray and carried it out to the kitchen.

My lady had taught me to wash pans and dishes while I cooked, so there was actually very little cleanup to do. It was only about ten minutes before everything was put away and the kitchen was spotless.

Once the kitchen was clean I returned to the living room. Court's bedroom door was still open. I suspected that this was deliberate. Court wanted me to hear Lindsey's cries of pleasure while he fucked her. It was his way of making sure that I understood why he was the dominant bull in the house.

I stopped to listen for a moment, but I couldn't hear anything. I was quite certain that Lindsey was giving Court another blow job. I had long been aware of my roommate's penchant for blow jobs and I now understood that my new girlfriend was crazy about giving them.

I desperately wanted to peek into Court's bedroom, but I didn't. I didn't dare *** their privacy.

Instead I went into my bedroom. I was still naked, so I found a pair of clean gym shorts. After I pulled them on I sat down at my desk, closed my eyes and tried to imagine the scene in the bedroom. Court would be relaxing on his bed with his head resting on his pillows. Lindsey would be kneeling next to him. They would both be naked. Lindsey would have Court's huge penis in her mouth. For a moment I tried to imagine the incredible pleasure Court would be feeling as the woman I was falling in love with sucked his erect cock.

I wanted to take out my own tiny penis and masturbate, but I didn't. For some reamister I felt like I'd be cheating on Lindsey if I did that.

Suddenly I thought I could hear voices. I listened. Someone was laughing. It was Lindsey. She must have finished giving Court his blow job.

I kept listening. After a moment I was certain that I could hear them whispering. I wanted to get up and go to my door so I could hear better, but I didn't. I felt like that would be eavesdropping. Instead I just kept sitting in my chair and intently listened for every little sound.

I heard footsteps. A door closed. There was silence for a minute and then I heard the toilet flush. There were more footsteps followed by more laughter. This time I was certain it was both Court and Lindsey.

The laughter trailed off into silence and then I heard more whispering and then the whispering stopped. I listened, I tried to focus all of my attention; but it didn't help, there was still nothing but silence. I waited and kept listening, but all I heard was more deafening silence.

My imagination took over. I pictured Court and Lindsey lying on Court's bed. They were kissing. Their arms and legs were wrapped around each other. Lindsey was fondling Courts limp penis. She was trying to get it hard again.

It wouldn't take long. I knew my roommate. He recovered quickly. It was one of the many qualities that made him a stud.

And then the bed began to creak. It had started. Court was fucking my girlfriend.

At first I listened to the creaking bed and tried to imagine the pleasure Court was feeling while he was fucking Lindsey. After a few minutes I realized that this was going to be much too frustrating. I was well aware of Court's prowess in bed. He was going to keep this up for at least thirty minutes and if he followed his usual pattern, this was only the first act of a three act performance. I understood that if I wanted to keep my sanity I had to find something to divert my attention while my roommate made love to my girlfriend.

I knew I couldn't possibly study, so I turned on my computer. I quickly found the cuckold web site I'd been visiting lately and opened one of the stories I found there. It was about a young husband who was helping his wife get dressed for a date with another man. I sized the story so it only took up half of my computer screen and then I opened up a movie I'd downloaded on a previous evening. It featured a young couple that looked amazingly like Court and Lindsey. They were making love on a bed.

I resized that movie so it only took up a quarter of my computer screen and then I opened up another movie. I sized the second movie so that it took up the remaining quarter of my computer screen. This movie showed a slender young man kneeling on the floor in front of a beautiful woman. The woman was naked and reclining in a stuffed chair. The slender young man was wearing nothing but a pair of women's lace panties. He was kissing his goddess's feet while she masturbated.

Once everything was set I started reading the story. The philandering wife was making her cuckold husband give her a bath as part of her preparations for her date. I quickly remembered Lindsey's offer to let me bathe her tomorrow evening while she was getting ready for her trip to Baxter's. This made the story even more exciting for me and the time passed very quickly.

Suddenly I heard Lindsey start to scream. I stopped reading my story and listened. She was having an orgasm. I smiled, I knew her screams were cries of pleasure. After a few moments the cries turned into whimpers that slowly faded away and then there was just the creaking of the bed as Court continued fucking her.

I turned my attention to the movie featuring the couple that resemred Court and Lindsey. I listened to the steady rhythm of the creaking bed while I watched the man who looked like Court pump his cock in and out of his partners cunt.

And then I heard it. A loud grunt followed by a quieter grunt. I couldn't explain it, but a little thrill rippled through my loins. Court was ejaculating his semen into my new girlfriend. I was a cuckold.

After that there was just silence.

I assumed that they would now cuddle together until Court was able to raise another erection. Court may have been a stud, but he was also human. I knew that he would need a few minutes to re energize before he started fucking Lindsey again, so I turned my attention back to my computer.

I glanced at the two movies for a moment and then I started reading more of the story. The wife was making her husband paint her toenails. As he worked she urged him to do an especially good job. She explained that this was her first date with this man. His name was Ron. He was a salesman who called on her office. She'd been flirting with him for the past two months and he'd finally asked her out. He was extremely handsome and she couldn't wait to get into bed with him so she wanted to look particularly sexy that evening.

Suddenly I heard giggling behind me and someone's hands covered my eyes.

"Hi Petey, Court went into the bathroom, so I ran over to visit you.

I turned. It was Lindsey, she was naked. I started to smile and then I remembered with horror that both movies were running on my computer screen and the story was in full view next to them.

gosh GH please dont tell me that petey is going to be doing Lindsay's toenails before she goes off with Court to Baxter's...dear oh dear
this story is coming out difficult for you, as all thrilling pieces of art do i suppose, but the result is amazingly captivating. thank you GH.