Courtesan

Hi GH,

i have been very busy recently and have only just caught up wth the story and i must say that the last few updates have been simply brilliant. Once again i thank you for your writing and hope you will continue to entertain us wth your gift.

mark.

droppinby

Thanks, I appreciate the comment.

GH

For a few minutes we cuddled each other on the bed and then Kelly sat up and started smiling at me.

I looked at her, there was a wicked little glint in her eye. I had to ask. "What is it?"

She continued smiling. "I wouldn't normally ask one of my dates this question. If he wanted to do it he could, but he would have to request it."

I shook my head. "I still don't understand."

Kelly grinned at me. "Feel like returning the favor while you're recovering?"

Suddenly I realized what she was talking about and I started laughing. "Sorry, sometimes I can be a little obtuse."

Kelly rolled her eyes. "Only sometimes?"

"Hey be nice and yes, you know me; I would love to return the favor."

"I was hoping you'd say that." My wife turned around so that she was facing my feet and then she swung one of her legs over my head and positioned her pussy directly over my face. "Are you ready Timmy? Pat my thigh if you can't breathe."

"I'm ready and I guarantee you that you'll be the first permister I'll tell if I have trouble breathing."

"Who the hell else would you tell?"

"I thought I might also call your lady and your sisters."

Kelly reached behind her and playfully slapped my cheek. "Quit fooling around and start eating my pussy." Then without giving me an opportunity to respond she sat down on my face and pressed her very wet cunt against my lips.

My wife and I were now in very familiar territory. This was something we'd been doing since we were sophomores in college. The very first afternoon we fooled around we figured out that Kelly loved having me go down on her, and I loved doing it. Since that day, giving Kelly oral pleasure has been the primary focus of our lovemaking.

Kelly also quickly learned that she loved sitting on my face while I pleasured her. It was a matter of control. When she was riding me she could dictate where I had my tongue. If she leaned forward, she could push her clit into my mouth and if she leaned back and slid her hips forward she could press her ass against my face so that I could lick her asshole.

In this position she can also control how hard her pussy or ass is pressed into my face. Generally when we begin our lovemaking Kelly will kneel over me so that I am just licking her, but as she becomes increasingly aroused she likes to kick her legs forward and actually sit down on my face. Once she's in that position she can grind her pelvis against my lips and nose and pleasure herself with relentless intensity.

We quickly learned that we needed to have a signal so that I could let Kelly know if I was having trouble breathing. Once she was actually sitting on my face she was often so absorbed in her own gratification that she would forget about me. We realized that it was possible for her to inadvertently lock me in a position where I could neither move nor breathe and while I often joked about how I couldn't imagine a better way to die, I didn't actually have any interest in making the supreme sacrifice for my wife's pleasure.

When we started to dabble with sexual domination and sadomasochism Kelly discovered another advantage to the position. She could control the intensity with which I licked her by twisting my nipples and when she was feeling particularly nasty, slapping my cock and balls. Being an avowed masochist, I both loved and feared that discovery.

My wife was still kneeling over me, so I wasn't yet bearing the burden of her full weight on my face. This allowed me to start by gently kissing the cleft of Kelly's very wet cunt.

She sighed when she felt my lips touching her. "Timmy, that feels so nice. I can't tell you how much I've missed the feel of your lips kissing my pussy. Baby I'm so sorry that I got confused. I promise to try very hard to never let it happen again."

Since my wife was still kneeling and wasn't yet actually sitting on my face, I was able to talk. "Hey, it's okay, we've put all of that behind us. You just danced for me and gave me a wonderful blow job, now I want you to enjoy this. Kelly honey, just relax and let yourself go."

She giggled. "I've never had any trouble letting go."

I laughed. "That's the truth."

"Okay pussyboy, you asked for it. Get busy, my cunt hasn't been properly licked for several weeks."

Actually it was probably closer to several months, but that was water over the dam. The last thing we needed to do was start discussing our problems again, so I answered my wife by pushing my tongue into her cunt.

Both of us sighed at the same time. Kelly was enjoying the touch of my tongue and I was savoring the taste of her aroused pussy. I closed my eyes and started licking Kelly. She wasn't moving at all. I could feel an electric tension in her body. She was relishing the sweet sensations I was giving her with my tongue.

She sat up and slid her hips forward so that her ass was directly over my face. "Timmy, I want to feel your tongue in my ass. It's been so long. Lick me baby, lick my asshole for me."

This was not something that I had to be cajoled into doing. I loved to lick Kelly's asshole. I put my hands on her hips, pulled her to me and softly kissed her puckered anus.

Kelly cooed with delight when she felt the touch of my lips. "Oh yes Timmy, kiss me, kiss my ass, show me that I'm your goddess, worship me."

We had now clearly stopped playing the little scene where I was my wife's Las Vegas date, but I didn't care. Anytime I was given the opportunity to worship my goddess I jumped at it.

"Timmy I love it when you kiss me there. Give me a French kiss Timmy, I want to feel your tongue in my ass."

I eagerly pushed my tongue into my wife's asshole and tasted her for the first time in weeks.

When she felt me push my tongue into her, Kelly ground her rear into my face and cried; "Oh my god Timmy that feels so good. Do it, eat me, eat my asshole."

I wrapped my arms around my wife's waist, pulled her ass tighter against my face and pushed my tongue even deeper into her puckered anus. This was an expression of my love and complete devotion to Kelly. I wanted her to know that I was willing to give myself to her totally.

Kelly's breath caught as she felt, then sensed and finally understood what I was doing. "Yes Timmy, lick me and kiss me. Show me that you belong to me, that you're mine."

I tried to push my tongue even deeper into my wife's ass. She cried with delight when she felt me doing it. "Oh god Timmy, that's wonderful."

Kelly reached between her legs and started rubbing her engorged clitoris while I continued probing her ass with my tongue. "Yes Timmy, lick me! Show me that you're willing to anything for me."

We were now both completely absorbed in a frenzy of uncontrolled lust. Our ardent passion had demolished the defenses and inhibitions that would normally prevent us from expressing our most secret desires. I couldn't speak, my tongue was buried in my wife's asshole; but I wanted her to know that I was willing to do anything for her, I was willing to devote my life to serving her. I was willing to become her slave.

I wrapped my arms even more tightly around my wife's waist, pressed my face into the crack of her ass and started licking and kissing her asshole with ungoverned abandon.

Kelly responded by grinding her ass into my face and pushing two fingers into her already soaking pussy while she continued frigging her clit the the fingers of her other hand.

For a moment both of us were completely consumed by our desires. Kelly had become a goddess selfishly enjoying the pleasures that only an obedient slave would be willing to provide, and I had become her devoted servant, eager to satisfy her every whim and desire.

Suddenly my wife stopped moving. After a moment she arched her back, screamed out the words, "Oh yes!" and then she started to shake. While she was cumming Kelly ruthlessly ground her rear into my face. I positioned my hands defensively under the cheeks of her ass. If I was going to be ***d, this was when it was going to happen.

The waves of pleasure battered my wife's body for several seconds and then they slowly started to subside. A moment later Kelly rolled off of my face, cuddled up next to me and lay silently with her head on my shoulder.

After a minute she sat up and kissed my cheek. "Timmy that was wonderful. Tomorrow night could we spend the whole evening playing Mistess slave?"

A little thrill rippled up my spine. I grinned at Kelly and said, "Nothing would make me happier. We could even play for the rest of tonight if you would like that."

Kelly shook her head. "No sweetheart, tonight I've danced for you and sucked your cock, but you still haven't fucked either my pussy or my ass. Before this wonderful evening comes to an end, I am determined that you're going to enjoy both of those pleasures.

GH

Sorry I am so late with this comment.

But wow, the episode of Tim and Kelly after Time told her about the discussion she had had earlier that day! It was so captivating. I felt like I was there. I was cheeirng for Tim when he stood up to the guy at the bar in defense of his wife put his life on the line for her. and what has happen since. WOW! I am speachless

Been busy this month that is why I have not been able to thank you for sucha well written episode.

Hoep you all have a great hoilday and I will keep reading Timmy and Kelly.

Meijer

Wonderful segment, gh. i hope i'm not to late in wishing you and yours a very happy holiday. Thanks so much for this story. priss

Priss and Meijer

Thanks for the kind comments. Happy holidays to both of you and thank you for your ongoing support.

GH

Kelly glanced down at my crotch. My eyes followed hers. I had an erection.

She grinned at me. "It appears that my big stud is ready for action again. Timmy honey, I think it's time for you to fuck my pussy." She rolled over on her back and spread her legs. "Come on baby, it's time for you to go for a ride and I can't wait to give it to you."

Suddenly my mind was flooded with a slew of concerns. Sexual intercourse has never been a pastime that I engaged in with confidence. Now as Kelly was inviting me to enjoy her, I was overwhelmed by performance anxiety. I'm sure you can understand. It's human nature. We all tend avoid activities where we've experienced the offense of failure.

Kelly sensed my apprehension and sat up. "Baby doll, what's the matter?"

I stared at the sheets underneath me and whispered, "I'm afraid I'll disappoint you."

My wife nodded in understanding and then she picked up my hand and gently held it. For a moment we both sat on the bed in silence. Finally Kelly said, "Timmy many of the problems you've had with sexual intercourse in the past have been my fault."

I looked at her. "What do you mean?"

"You're so good at eating my pussy, and I enjoy it so much that I probably haven't given you enough opportunities to perform."

I shook my head. "I still don't understand."

"Timmy, when most healthy young men are having sex, they all tend to cum quickly the first time they have an orgasm. We've talked about this before. Remember I told you that I always try to give a guy a blow job when we're starting a session of hot sex. I want to get that first quick orgasm out of the way so that when we do start some serious fucking we can settle into a nice long adventure."

I laughed. "Adventure?"

Kelly smiled. "Oh yes, a good long fuck is definitely an adventure."

I shrugged. "I wouldn't know. I've never been part of a good long fuck."

Kelly sighed. "I know that Timmy and I'm trying to explain to you that it's all my fault. I've never given you the same consideration I've given to other guys. When I think about it now I realize that it was due to my own selfishness. As I just mentioned, you're so good at licking my pussy and I enjoy it so much that I've never really tried to set up a nice long fuck with you. I suppose the problem started when were in college. I was dating all those other guys and I was getting fucked all the time. When you ate my pussy it was a special treat, so when we were together, that was what I wanted. I was young and self centered and I didn't consider the possibility that you might enjoy a good long fuck."

My wife was quiet for a moment. She seemed to be thinking. I waited. Finally she continued. "When we started to play with sexual domination and cuckolding, that made the problem even worse. It gave me a justification for focusing our lovemaking on my needs."

"Yes, but I love the sex games we play."

"I know you do Timmy, and so do I; but that still doesn't mean you shouldn't get to enjoy a nice long fuck once in awhile."

I nodded, "Yes, that would be nice." And then I sighed and said, "But it really doesn't matter."

Kelly stared at me. "What do you mean?"

"My penis is so small that even if I could fuck you for a long time, neither of us would actually be able to feel it."

My wife shook her head. "I really have done a number on you haven't I?"

"I don't understand."

"Timmy, size isn't nearly as important as you think it is..."

"But all the cuckold web site say it is."

"Yes they do and I've also teased you about it, but that has more to do with the offense games we play than with reality. We both enjoy it when I make fun of your tiny dick and that's also part of the cuckold mystique on the web sites."

"But..."

"When we were in college and I was fucking a lot of different guys, it probably was a little more difficult for me to enjoy your tiny penis, especially right after I'd been with a guy who had a larger cock."

"Yes, that's exactly what I'm talking about."

"Timmy when I started working as a hostess Tonya told me that I had to do kegels and then she taught me how to do them. As a hostess I had to entertain lots of different men. Some of them had big cocks, but some of them also had little cocks just like your's and I had to be able to give all of them a good time."

"What are kegels?"

"They're vaginal exercises. When a woman has a baby her pubococcygeous muscle gets stretched out. The same thing happens to me when a guy with a really big cock fucks me."

"Her what muscle?"

Kelly laughed. "pubococcygeous muscle, just call it the pc muscle."

"What is it?"

My wife picked up my hand and placed it on her pussy. "Put a finger inside me Timmy."

I pushed my middle finger into Kelly's cunt. She was very wet. Suddenly I felt her squeeze my finger.

"Do you feel that Timmy?"

I nodded.

"That's the pc muscle."

I pulled my finger back out of my wife's cunt, but as I pulled it out I deliberately moved it up to her clit and gave it a little tweak.

Kelly giggled. "Hey no fair. We're still having a serious discussion."

I winked at her. "Sorry, I couldn't stop myself."

My wife reached over and gave my nipple a vicious twist. I yelped from the pain. She laughed. "Sorry, I couldn't help myself."

I shook my head in mock protest. "That's not fair. When I rubbed your clit it made you feel good. When you twisted my nipple it hurt."

Kelly grinned at me. "I'm a top, you're a bottom. You give me pleasure and I give you pain. That's just the way it is."

I stared at my wife. She looked at me. After a moment she said, "What?"

I took a deep breath. "What you just said."

"Yes?"

"It made my cock even harder."

Kelly smiled. "It made my pussy tingle too. Timmy, we really were destined to be together."

"Want to play around some more?"

"I want you to fuck me." There was a tone of determination in my wife's voice. "But first I want to be sure you understand what I'm telling you."

"Okay, go ahead.'

"Timmy, the pc muscle is just like any other muscle. If you exercise it regularly, it gets stronger, firmer and tighter. That means that after a guy with a really big cock fucks me my cunt will be stretched out, but if my pc muscle is well toned it will recover and gradually return to its normal tautness. It's the same thing that happens when you go to the gym and lift weights. The weights will stretch the muscles your working, but if they're well toned, after a day of rest they'll return to their normal condition. If you're not in good shape it will take you longer to recover. Kegels are exercises designed to strengthen the pc muscle and I do them every day. My pc muscle is very well toned."

Kelly giggled. "I also haven't been with a man for over a week now. My pussy is going to be nice and tight. We're both going to enjoy this fuck."

She leaned over and kissed my cheek. "Does that make you feel any better?"

I nodded. "Yes it does." I grinned at my wife. "Wanna fuck?"

She smiled at me and slowly nodded her head. "Yes I do; very, very much."

Kelly lay back on the bed and spread her legs. "Come on big Tim, give me your best shot."

I climbed on top of my wife. This was not familiar territory for us. In the four years that we'd been together, I could count the number of times that Kelly has let me fuck her on two hands.

Once I was in position I could feel the tip of my penis rubbing against the lips of Kelly's very wet cunt. She put her arms around my shoulders and whispered, "That's right baby, now just relax and push it in."

My wife was very aroused. My cock slipped into her with ease. As soon as I was inside her I felt her vagina squeeze my penis. It felt wonderful, but it also scared me a little. My previous experiences in this situation had all quickly ended with a sudden uncontrolled ejaculation.

Kelly giggled. "That's another advantage of a well toned pc muscle."

"It feels good, but I think you should stop messing with me for a minute. Give me a chance to get used to this situation. I'm kind of nervous, this has always ended disastrously for me."

"Sorry Baby Doll, I'm a little excited and I really do want you to enjoy this. Relax for a moment. I'm happy; just having you inside me feels very nice."

We were both lay perfectly still. It really was very nice. I was on top of Kelly. She had her arms wrapped around my back. Her large breasts were pressed against my chest and miraculously my erect penis was inside of her.

After about a minute Kelly whispered, "How are you doing big boy?"

I whispered back, "I think I'm going to be okay."

"I'm sure you are, are you ready to start?"

"Yes, I think I am."

"Timmy, fucking is just like dancing and you're a wonderful dancer. Dance with me Timmy, let's start out with a nice slow waltz."

"I don't understand.'

"Timmy, I'll count the cadence. One, two, three; one, two, three; one, two, three."

"I'm still confused."

"Okay, try this. In, rest, out; in, rest, out; in, rest, out. Oh yes baby, now you've got it. That feels so nice. Keep that rhythm sweetheart." Kelly giggled. "I could do this all night long with you."

Amazingly I believed that I could too and it was a marvelous feeling. My confidence grew. I started to become adventurous. I whispered to my wife, "Kelly, do you remember when we took dancing lesmisters while we were juniors?"

"Of course."

"Do you remember the rhumba?"

"Timmy!"

"Do you?"

"Well yes, but..."

"Come on, we can do it. You remember; slow, quick, quick."

"Timmy this is sil...Oh god, that feels good." Kelly started to giggle. "Timmy this is great." She wrapped her legs around my thighs and we rhumbad.

We rhumbad ourselves right into a sexual frenzy. Soon both of us were sweating and panting. It became harder to keep the rhythm. Slow, quick, quick degenerated into quick, quick, quick.

Suddenly Kelly screamed. "Timmy just fuck me. Fuck me like an natural. Make me cum."

That was all the encouragement I needed. I stopped being Timmy the Latin lover and turned into Timmy the pile driving piston.

Kelly started laughing and giggling with delight. She bucked her hips in an effort to meet each of my thrusts. We began pounding at each other like two warriors engaged in mortal combat.

Suddenly I felt all the muscles in Kelly's body tighten. There was a brief moment of stillness and then she dug her fingernails into my back and screamed. I recognized immediately that she was having an orgasm, but I sensed that I should just keep fucking her. As I continued pushing my cock in and out of Kelly I felt the familiar tingling begin to build in my loins and then a burst of pleasure exploded in my gut and I started pumping my cum into my wife's womb.

Chaos reigned. Kelly was laughing and giggling like a teenager. Her legs were locked tightly around my buttocks. Her fingers were clawing at my back. I was trying to keep on pumping my cock in and out of her, but she wouldn't let me. She was apparently trying to hold me as deeply inside her as she possibly could until I finished ejaculating every last drop of my cum into her cunt.

Eventually, like two windup toys who were slowly becoming unwound we began to relax. I collapsed onto Kelly's comfortable body. Her large breasts were like two supple cushions under my chest. She held me in her arms until she felt my softening penis slip from her semen filled pussy and then she rolled me off of her.

We lay next to each other in silence. Finally Kelly rolled over on her side and smiled at me. "Studman, you were magnificent." She started to giggle. "I can't wait to tell Tonya and Keisha about the rhumba. Timmy that was fabulous."

Kelly was quiet again. She just stared at me. There was a contented smile on her face. My heart was filled with pride. I'd just fucked my wife and she enjoyed it.

Finally Kelly sat up. For a moment she seemed to be thinking about something and then she said, "Timmy would you fuck Mandy?"

The question took me by surprise. It was one thing to eat Tonya's pussy and ass, but I was a cuckold submissive. I wasn't allowed to fuck any other women and even fucking my wife was supposed to be a rare privilege. I shook my head. "I don't know, I don't think I'm supposed to be able to do that kind of thing."

Kelly smiled at me. "It's okay baby. I'm your Mistress. You are correct, you're never allowed to fuck another woman on you own. That would be cheating on me, but if I tell you to do it, then it's okay."

"Are you sure?"

Kelly laughed. "Timmy it's our game. We get to make up the rules."

I thought about this for a moment and then I shrugged. "Okay, I guess if that's what you want I'd be happy to do it."

"I would like that Timmy. Mandy has a very small pussy. She's learned to take big cocks because that's her job; but when a guy first starts fucking her, she always has to make him go slow. It works because she plays the role of the young virgin."

"What do you mean?"

"Remember I told you that we fulfill fantasies."

"Yes."

We can all do whatever we're needed to do, but we also all have our specialties. "I'm the blond with big tits who loves to give head. Keisha is the black girl. She has four our five different roles she can play. Tonya is the dominatrix. Mandy is the young virgin. Some guys get off pretending that it's her first time."

I smiled. "I see."

"Anyway Timmy, Mandy has a very small pussy. I think with you she could relax and really let herself go." My wife winked at me. "You could teach her to Rhumba."

I grinned at Kelly, "Okay, but how will we do this? Do you just want me to call her up and ask her out?"

Kelly burst out laughing. "Timmy, sometimes you are absolutely priceless."

I blushed.

"No honey, we'll do it at a party." She paused to think. "Keisha, Tonya and I can all get dates. You and Mandy would of course be our slaves. After dinner, when the two of you are done cleaning up, we'll bring you into the living room and make you put on sex show for us. Wouldn't that be hot?"

I stared at Kelly. I was totally dumbfounded.

She noticed my reaction and said, "What's the matter baby? Wouldn't you like to do that?"

I looked down at the floor. "I guess so, it just that, I ah well..."

"What baby?"

"I've never even thought about doing something like that."

"Timmy, you think about being a slave all the time."

I shook my head. "No, not that. I mean fucking in front of a group of people."

Kelly smiled. "Oh that. Don't worry honey, you get used to it very quickly. After a while it becomes a real turn on."

"Yes, but you're an exhibitionist."

"And you're a slave who belongs to an exhibitionist. Timmy, I shut you out of my life. It was a terrible mistake. It almost destroyed our marriage. Today we both agreed that I should try to include you in my life. I want to do that. This is going to be a brand new way of living for you. It's going to be filled with a variety of new experiences. You'd better get used to the idea that you're going to be doing a lot of things you never thought about doing before."

I considered this for a moment and then I quietly said, "All right, I'll try; but you're going to have to be patient with me."

Kelly smiled. "Don't worry, I will be; but you are going to have to be willing to try new things."

"I know that. I will."

We sat on the bed in silence. I think we were both contemplating the ramifications this was going to have on our lives.

After a minute Kelly turned to me and said. "Timmy can I ask you something?'

"Of course."

"Earlier tonight when we talked about my going to see Chris Kendricks tomorrow you suggested that I invite him to fuck me."

"Yes, I think you would enjoy that."

"Yes, I would; but you understand that if I do let Chris fuck me with his big cock tomorrow, my pussy will be too stretched out for me to feel your little penis if you want to fuck me tomorrow night. Even with the kegels it takes a day or two for my pc muscle to recover."

I smiled at my wife. "I know. I still want you to let Chris fuck you tomorrow. I'm a submissive cuckold. Being allowed to actually fuck you should be a rare privilege. Besides, I thought we already decided that tomorrow night should be a mistress slave night."

Kelly nodded. "Yes we did, didn't we."

"I'm already looking forward to it, and I think it will be even more fun if I know that you let Chris fuck you in the afternoon."

"Really?"

"Oh yes."

My wife thought about this for a moment and then she said, "Timmy would it be all right if I invited Chris to be my dinner guest tomorrow night? You would be my slave. I would expect to prepare and serve the dinner and wait on us for the entire evening. After dinner I'm fairly certain that Chris would be willing to let you watch while he fucks me."

My entire body started to tingle with excitement, but a knot of fear also began to form in my gut. I was starting to feel like this was a decision point for me. The party scene with Mandy and now the dinner with Chris made it clear that Kelly was offering to include me in her life, but it was going to be as her slave. I knew that it wasn't a completely irreversible decision. I was actually a free man. I could walk away from this marriage at any time I might choose, but I also knew that I didn't want to do that. I did suspect that once I made the decision to actually become Kelly's slave it would be very difficult for us to go back to our old relationship.

My wife was watching me carefully. She was a bright woman. She recognized the dilemma that I was facing. "Timmy, tomorrow night would just be a trial. After Chris leaves we can talk about it and decide if it's something we would like to do more often."

Kelly was trying to reduce the importance of this decision and make my transition from her husband to her slave a little more gradual.

I appreciated her attempt to try to leave me an out. It was comforting, but I didn't really think I needed it. Kelly was offering me a life that I had been fantasizing about for several years. The only real fear I had was, would the reality be as good as the fantasy. I decided that there was only one way I would ever know.

I took a deep breath and said; "Ms. Mamister, what would you like me to serve for dinner tomorrow night?"

Sublime. Thanks. Merry Christmas to you and your wonderful wife GH.

gh i love this story thanks very much and have a wonderful holiday seamister.

GH

Merry Christmas to your wonderful wife and to you

Meijer

Thanks GH,

Great story line, brilliantly structured.

Looking forward to the next chapter.

Seamisters greetings to you and yours.

Good luck.

G.
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GH, It's been a while since I caught up with timmy and Kelly, but as always, you have weaved a story that captivates and holds the reader's attention. It's wonderful how you weave characters from previous stories into your writings. It makes me want to go back and reread some of your earlier stories.

A belated "Happy Holidays" and here's wishing you a prolific New Year!

Good and bi

GH, hope you're having a wonderful Holiday Seamister. Just wanted to thank you again for all your hard work in writing this wonderful story. Looking forward to the next few installments.

Take care,

TrF2

Hi GH, just got back in town and had a chance to catch up on your incredible story. It just keeps getting better and better - how the hell do you do that??
Those last few segments were incredibly hot, the sex scenes just amazing, yet touching and at times funny. Poignant, I guess, is the word. Thanks for the pleasure, hope you had a great holiday, and as always will be looking forward to more from you!
storm

Sorry guys, just a bump. Anyone know when GH might be back - I'm suffering from a Kelly deficiency!

Everyone

Thankyou for your nice comments. I am sorry, an event in my permisteral life required my full attention during the past two weeks. That situation is now resolved and I started writing again this morning. I hope to be able to post the next segments in the life of Kelly and Timmy tomorrow.

I was pleased to see that there is some very creative writing going on here right now and I am excited to read some of these new stories.

GH

Welcome back GH! Glad to hear that things have been resolved, hate it when life gets in the way.
Cuck who loves a creampie.

cuckold4one

Thanks, real life can occasionally become a nuisance.

GH

"Yes Dicklet, I would like that very much." Kelly grinned at me. "And since we have to spend a few minutes waiting for you to recover anyway, why don't you demonstrate to me that you understand exactly how a slave should treat his Mistress."

I looked at Kelly. "Dicklet? I thought we just established that size doesn't matter."

"You're right. As long my pussy hasn't been stretched out by a bigger cock, size doesn't matter; but that's just physical. We also have to consider the psychological aspect. I happen to find big cocks to be aesthetically pleasing." My wife giggled. "Actually I find them to be outrageously exciting. I love looking at them, playing with them and sucking them. Timmy honey I love you more than you can possibly imagine and I absolutely adore your tiny penis. It will always be my favorite cock in the entire world, but that doesn't mean that I can't appreciate other cocks. A great big dick that has a slight upward curve to it when it's erect takes my breath away. It always has and it always will."

My wife paused, There was a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. "We both know that the size of your penis is a source of offense for you and we also know that you get a huge masochistic thrill out of being humiliated." She grinned at me. "And I just happen to get a very big sadistic thrill out of humiliating you. Timmy, size may not matter, but pretending that it does certainly adds excitement to the games we play."

Kelly's explanation made my entire body tingle. She was of course correct. I was a masochist. I didn't just enjoy offense, I relished it and the fact that my wife got just as big a thrill from humiliating me made it even more exciting.

I slipped off of the bed, kneeled at my wife's feet and reverently bowed my head. "Ms. Mamister, I'm sorry that my penis is so inadequate. I will try to atone for my deficiency by eagerly serving as your loyal slave."

When Kelly heard me she started giggling.

I looked up at her. My feelings were hurt.

My wife suddenly realized what she'd just done. She slipped forward on the bed, gently pushed my head over so that my cheek was pressed against the inside of her thigh and softly stroked my hair. "Timmy honey, I'm sorry. I wasn't laughing at you, I was giggling because I was so impressed with how good you are."

I looked up at her and quietly said, "I don't understand?"

"Honey, I worked with people who were professional fantasy sex game players and you are as good or better than any of them. Baby, you are an absolutely marvelous sub."

I kissed the inside of my wife's thigh and then I smiled at her and said, "Ms. Mamister, may I please have permission to kiss your feet."

My wife started to giggle again, but she stopped herself. She smiled back at me and said, "You really are good." And then she made what was obviously a concerted effort to adopt a more serious demeanor. After a moment she took a deep breath and said, "Yes Dicklet, that would be very nice. You may kiss my feet."

I picked up my wife's right foot. She sighed when she felt my lips touch her toes. "Timmy, when you kiss my feet it makes me feel so powerful."

I glanced up at Kelly and smiled. Her right hand was on her sex. She was slowly pushing two fingers in and out of her very wet cunt. When I saw what she was doing a surge of excitement rolled through my body. My goddess was enjoying my expression of adoration.

I started passionately kissing and licking Kelly's feet. She responded by closing her eyes and almost violently pleasuring herself with the fingers of her right hand. We were working ourselves into a carnal frenzy. I had a new erection. I was so excited that I started to worry that I might cum without even touching myself.

Suddenly my wife pulled her foot out of my hands and sat up. Her face was flushed. Her large breasts were covered with beads of sweat. Her pussy was soaking wet. "Timmy we have to stop."

I looked at her with a questioning expression.

She smiled at me. "Baby that was wonderful, but all evening I've been looking forward to something and I don't want to go to relax tonight without having experienced it."

"What is it?"

"Do you remember how you got Tonya off this afternoon?

I nodded.

"You promised that you'd do that for me this evening."

I grinned at my wife. "Ms. Mamister, I'll happily do that for you every day for the rest of our lives."

Kelly laughed. "Dicklet honey, I may just hold you to that promise."

Earlier that day my wife had watched as I got her friend Tonya off by sucking on her clit while I fucked her asshole with my finger. I'd read about it on the Internet during the time Kelly and I weren't having sex because she was totally absorbed and preoccupied with her job. Because of that I'd never had an opportunity to do it for her. I also would have been reluctant to try it because while we were in college Kelly had always been adamant that she would never let one of her dates fuck her ass. At that time I was of course licking her asshole, but her edict kept me from ever daring to try slipping a finger into that forbidden little orifice.

Once she went to work for the firm Kelly's attitude about anal intercourse apparently changed dramatically. Earlier that day she had told me that she was now freely allowing her lovers to enjoy her rear whenever they wanted it.

I smiled to myself, I did in fact remember Kelly making me promise that I would do it for her later that night. Now it was that night and she was holding me to my promise. That was fine with me. Nothing made me happier than giving my wife pleasure.

Kelly pulled her feet up onto the bed and lay back. "This is the right position isn't Babydoll?"

I nodded. "Yes, Ms. Mamister, that's perfect." In that position I had free access to both Kelly's pussy and her asshole.

I leaned forward. Kelly sighed as I buried my face in her cunt and started pleasuring her with my tongue. Once I felt her excitement building, I slipped down and began licking her asshole. I wanted to get it nice and wet. As soon as my wife felt my tongue enter her rear she started giggling with delight.

I loved licking Kelly's asshole and I could have happily kept doing it all night long, but I knew that at this moment she wanted more.

I pulled my face away from Kelly's rear and put my middle finger in my mouth. After getting it nice and wet I placed it on her puckered hole and started slowly pushing it into her.

My wife shivered with excitement when she felt my finger penetrating her. I pushed my finger about an inch into her and then I pulled it out again. I heard Kelly quietly groan with disappointment. I put the finger back into my mouth. After getting it very wet again I pushed it back into my wife. This time it slid in easily and I pushed it in all the way up to my second knuckle.

Kelly giggled with delight. "Timmy that feels so nice. Don't take it out again, just fuck me with it. Do it nice and slow."

I followed her instructions and started pushing my middle finger in and out of my wife's rear. While I was doing that I leaned forward and gently kissed the lips of her very wet pussy.

Kelly gasped when she felt me kissing her cunt. I immediately extended my tongue and started licking her. She responded by gyrating her hips and grinding her sopping wet pussy into my face.

I kept fucking my wife's ass with my finger. Kelly was going wild. I found her clit and flicked it with my tongue. This made her giggle with delight. I tantalized her for a moment and then I placed my lips on her engorged love button and sucked it into my mouth.

Kelly's breath caught. She froze. Her entire body was wound like a clock spring in anticipation what was coming next.

I began sucking on her clit.

My wife started laughing. When she spoke her voice had a rough guttural quality. "Yes Timmy, that's it, that's what I want. Give me a blow job. Suck my clit like it's a little dick while you finger fuck my ass."

Kelly's wanton display of uncontrolled lasciviousness excited me. I abandoned all pretense of timing and grace and blindly focused all of my attention on giving her pleasure. I sucked on her clit and pumped my finger in and out of her asshole with as much intensity as I possibly could muster.

Kelly started gyrating her hips again. There wasn't any rhythm or style to what we were doing, both of us were caught up in a frenzy of unbridled lust. This was just raw physical pleasure. Suddenly my wife arched her back and started to scream. My first reaction was to back off and allow her to enjoy her orgasm without anymore distractions from me, but after watching Tonya with her earlier in the day, I knew that wasn't the correct response. Instead I continued sucking on Kelly's clit while I fucked her ass with my finger.

This orgasm was particularly intense. The convulsions of pleasure seem to go on forever. I don't think either of us cared. We were both immersed in a fog of carnal bliss.

Finally the torrent of sexual ecstasy that was ravaging my wife started to subside. As the storm weakened Kelly's body seemed to slowly melt into the mattress. I pulled my face away from her glistening cunt, took my finger out of her ass and waited patiently at her feet while she lay quietly on the bed enjoying the tranquil aftermath of her climax.

After a moment my wife sat up. She took a deep breath and gazed down at me. I was still kneeling on the floor at her feet. She grinned when our eyes met. "Timmy that was magnificent. You really are a very creative lover."

Her praise made me beam with pride.

Kelly reached down, grabbed my arm and pulled me up on the bed. "Come here lover boy. You just introduced me to a new pleasure and now it's time for me to return the favor."

As I as climbing onto the bed Kelly noticed that my little penis was again sticking straight up in the air. She winked at me. "I see that my stud is ready for action."

I blushed.

My wife giggled. "Timmy you are so cute."

I shook my head. "I'm not sure that cute is a word a man wants to hear a woman use to describe him while they're making love."

Kelly kissed my cheek. "Come on baby, don't be so sensitive. Tonya and I both think you're a living doll."

I laughed. "Being a doll isn't much better than being called cute."

Kelly rolled her eyes and then she playfully poked me in the ribs. "Timmy, you're not a big muscular stud, but there's more than one kind of sexy. You my sweet husband are cute and lovable and that just happens to be a huge turn on for lots of women, including me." She giggled. "You're also a very sensitive lover and that's also very important to most women."

"But you like big muscular studs."

"Timmy, why this sudden burst of insecurity? You just gave me the most intense orgasm that I have ever experienced in my entire life. You should be strutting around like the king rooster of the hen house."

"King roosters aren't cute, they're big muscular studs like Chris Kendricks."

My wife sighed. "Yes Timmy, I do like big muscular studs and Chris Kendricks does get me very excited." She smiled at me. "But baby that doesn't mean that I don't find you just as sexy and attractive. Honey, I'm a sex fiend. You've known that since the day we met. Men are like ice cream to me. They come in all kinds of wonderful flavors and I want to enjoy each and every one of those different flavors." She kissed me. "Please understand that you will always be my favorite flavor."

"Even though I'm a little wimp with a tiny dick?"

Kelly laughed. "Yes, tiny dicked little wimps who know how to use their tongues are my absolute favorite kind of man." She reached down and wrapped her fingers around my erect penis. "Now it's time for my wonderful tiny dicked little wimp to become an ass fucking stud." She squeezed my cock. "Would you like that Romeo? Would you like to fuck your wife's cute little butt? I'm all ready, you just did a wonderful job of getting me warmed up."

Kelly rolled over onto her stomach and got up on her hands and knees. "Come on big boy, let me have your best shot. With bigger guys I'd want a little lubricant before we start, but you just got me nice and wet with your tongue and I think your little dick is going to slide into me very easily."

I was excited. My entire body was tingling as I got up on my knees behind my wife, but as soon as I was in position I realized that this wasn't going to work. I just wasn't tall enough. If I really stretched I could rub the head of my cock against the lips of Kelly's cunt, but that wasn't what she wanted. She wanted me to fuck her ass. My excitement quickly dissipated. I felt like a pathetic loser. I sat down on the bed and sighed.

Kelly didn't hear me and she wasn't aware of my failure so she prodded me. "Come on baby, don't keep me waiting. Do it, push your cock into my ass."

I was suddenly very embarrassed about my inadequacy. I quietly said, "I don't think I'm big enough to reach you in this position."

Kelly glanced back at me and giggled. "Sorry baby, I wasn't thinking. I'm used to doing this with Antoine. He's very tall and he has a huge cock..." Her voice trailed off. My wife was silent for a moment and then she rolled over and looked at me. "Timmy, please forgive me. I didn't mean to embarrass you. That was a stupid, insensitive thing to say."

As soon as I heard Kelly's apology I realized that I was being silly. Everything she'd said to me over the past few minutes suddenly made sense. I smiled at her. "No, there isn't any reamister for you to be sorry. Antoine is taller than I am and he does have a much bigger cock. We're different flavors. He's going to be able to do things that I can't do, but maybe I can also do some things that he can't do."

Kelly beamed at me. "Timmy honey, you're starting to understand. Antoine is a big strong guy who likes to be a little rough in bed. He can be wildly exciting, but a steady diet of nothing but him would get very boring very quickly."

"Wouldn't a steady diet of a sensitive little guy with a tiny dick also get boring?"

My wife stared at me. After a moment she nodded and quietly said, "Yes it would. That's why I know that I can never be faithful to you." She shook her head. "Or to any other man. I'll always give in to the temptation to try another flavor."

I laughed. "Then I guess we'd better make sure that you always have access to a good ice cream store."

Kelly started giggling. "One that serves lots of different flavors."

I nodded. "That's exactly what we need."

My wife reached out, grabbed my wrists, pulled me down on top of her and hugged me. "Timmy I love you so much. You're the best husband a slut like me could ever hope to find."

I put my arms around Kelly and we kissed. It turned into a long kiss filled with passion. After about a minute my wife broke off the kiss and started laughing. She rolled us both over so that I was lying on my back and she was on top of me and then she sat up and spun around so that she was facing my feet. As she straddled my hips I realized what she was doing.

"Timmy I think this is going to work very well."

My wife positioned herself so that her ass was hovering directly over my erect penis and then she slowly started to lower herself down. As soon as my cock was touching the crack of her rear Kelly whispered, "Guide it into me Timmy. Guide your magnificent little dick into my asshole."

I moved my erection so that the tip was rubbing against her puckered hole and held it steady while Kelly pressed against it. She gave her hips a little wiggle and the head of my penis popped into her asshole. We both gasped and then Kelly started to giggle as she leaned back and slowly sat down on my cock.

Once I was completely inside her she looked back over her shoulder and asked, "Are you doing okay baby?"

I laughed. "Yes, this is wonderful." My penis was inside my wife's asshole and it really did feel wonderful. Her pussy had never gripped me this firmly. As Kelly started fucking me I realized that this must be very similar to the pleasure well endowed men like Chris Kendricks and Antoine experience when they're fucking my wife's pussy.

"Move your hips baby, fuck me. Don't worry, you won't hurt me."

I smiled. I was so entranced by what was happening that I forgot to actually get involved. Suddenly I was a little ashamed. I might be a little guy with a tiny dick, but I sure as hell didn't have to be a passive lover. I immediately started thrusting my hips to meet Kelly as she bounced up and down on my cock.

When she felt me moving my wife squealed with delight and cried, " That's it Babydoll fuck me! Fuck my tight little asshole."

That was all the encouragement I needed. I took control. I grabbed Kelly's waist and pumped my erection in and out of her rear with ruthless intensity.

Kelly started laughing. I wasn't offended. It was obvious that she wasn't laughing at what I was doing. This was an expression of unbridled joy.

I saw my wife's hands move. Even though her back was to me I could tell that she was rubbing her clit. I tried to fuck her with even more intensity.

Suddenly Kelly arched her back and screamed. I now knew that while she was having an orgasm I should ignore her cries and just keep fucking her. As I was thrusting my cock in and out of her ass I felt the familiar tingling begin to build in my loins. My wife's entire body was shaking with tremors of pleasure as I pumped my semen into her rear.

Gradually my wife relaxed. For a moment neither of us moved and then Kelly leaned forward. A trickle of cum followed my softening penis as it slipped out of her asshole.

Kelly rolled off of me and turned around. As she cuddled up to my shoulder she smiled and asked, "Did you enjoy that Babydoll?"

I smiled back at her and said, "It was absolutely wonderful."

Kelly sighed with contentment. "Good, I was hoping you would like it."

We lay together quietly for a few minutes and then my wife said, "Timmy it's been a long day. I'm tired. Would it be okay if we went to relax now?"

I kissed her blond hair. "Yes, it's been a very long day and I'm also exhausted."

We were both silent for a moment and then I heard my wife whisper, "Timmy."

"Yes."

"I'm glad we're back together."

"So am I."

"Goodnight Babydoll."

"Goodnight Ms. Mamister."

Kelly giggled. "Tomorrow night you're going to be my slave."

"I know, I can't wait."

"Neither can I."

We were both quiet again. After a moment I heard the soft even breathing that told me my wife had fallen arelax.

For a few minutes I lay awake thinking about the events of the day. It seemed like a very long time since Edward Baylor had picked me up at Kirby's Quick Stop so he could drive me to my meeting with Martin Jackmister. I was now very glad that I'd agreed to meet with Mr. Jackmister. That meeting was the catalyst that had allowed my wife and I to reconcile our differences and get back together. I knew that Kelly was currently angry with her old boss; but in fact once he'd realized that he'd made a mistake, he did a very good job of trying to rectify that error.

I glanced over at the clock on the night stand. It was almost 2:00 am. I had to be back at Kirby's Quick Stop by 6:00. That meant that I would have to get up at 5:00. That was only three hours away. I rolled over on my side and closed my eyes. I didn't set the alarm clock. I didn't need to. I was blessed with a natural internal alarm. I was very confident that I would wake up at precisely 5:00 am.

As I feel arelax I wondered what the next day would bring.

Well, great to have you back GH. The garden has been bare of its exotic blooms without you even though a few daisies (and a few weeds) have appeared. You haven't lost your touch either, the anal scene was so well played and Timmy and Kelly are almost having each other's thoughts at times. Wonderful. Happy New Year.

Welcome back GH, glad to hear that whatever had you tied up has been resolved - I hope in a positive manner.
Those last two posts show that you didn't miss a beat while you were gone. They were fantastic, as always, well worth the wait. Thanks so much for this great story!
storm

Glad you're back GH, you were missed. I echo Stormy's thoughts, I hope your issues have been resolved in a positive manner.

TrF2

Peak, storm and TrF2

Thanks, it's nice to be back. writing erotic fantasy is much more fun than dealing with the stress of every day life.

GH

My internal alarm clock did not fail me. I awoke at precisely 5:00 am. Three hours of relax weren't enough. I was tired and I wanted to stay in bed, but I knew that wasn't a choice. I'd promised Kirby that I'd be at the store by 6:00 and I didn't want to let him down.

I took a quick shower, shaved and brushed my teeth. That made me feel a little bit better. When I returned to her bedroom, Kelly was still arelax. That wasn't a surprise. At this time of the morning my wife was capable of relaxing through a hurricane.

As I laid out the clothes that I was going to wear to work, I wondered why I'd just thought of this room as Kelly's bedroom rather than ours. I immediately knew the answer. I was beginning to think of Kelly as my mistress and me as her slave and I'd learned from the stories on the Internet that a mistress always has her own bedroom.

I opened my underwear drawer and saw the panties that Kelly had given to me. I remembered her edict that I wasn't allowed to wear men's underwear anymore, so I obediently selected a pair of yellow panties trimmed with lace. As I put them on I thought to myself that if I get into a car accident, the panties were certainly going to create a stir in the emergency room.

As soon as I was dressed I kissed Kelly on her forehead, turned off the bedroom light and went into the kitchen. I knew that Kirby would have bagels, cream cheese, orange juice and coffee waiting for me at the store, so I didn't have to bother with breakfast.

I wrote a quick note to Kelly.

"Dear Ms. Mamister,

I have gone to my job at Kirby's Quickstop. I will be done between 10:00 and 10:30. After that I am going to stop by The Crier. There is some advertising copy that I have to edit before the Friday deadline. I should be home around 3:30. If you need me, you can call me on my cell phone.

I hope your meetings with Chris and Tonya go well today. Please keep me posted.

Last night was a wonderful evening. Words cannot describe the happiness that I felt when I woke up this morning and found you lying in bed next to me. I am so very thankful that we were able to resolve our problems and get back together.

Your loving husband, loyal slave and butt fucking stud

Timmy"

I set the note on the kitchen counter, grabbed my car keys and left for work.

It was 5:45 when I arrived at the Quickstop. Kirby Lundquist, the retired navy cook who was the owner, was behind the counter. The store smelled of freshly brewed coffee. Kirby's face lit up as soon as he saw me walk through the door. "Good morning Timmy! How are you on this fine morning?"

"I'm good Kirby, but I have some bad news for you."

The huge man's smile turned to a frown. "What is it Timmy, more bad news about your wife?"

I shook my head. "No, in fact it's just the opposite. We met yesterday afternoon and agreed to get back together."

"Timmy that's not bad news, that's great news."

"Kirby, she wants me to quit this job. She thinks it's dangerous. She's afraid I'll get shot during a holdup."

Kirby laughed. "I don't see why she'd be worried about that. In the last two years I've only been robbed five times."

"Five times in two years, does Elvira know that?"

"Hell yes, it was one of the reamisters she took the job. She's hoping she gets robbed. She's still harboring a lot of anger about the sudden death of her husband." Kirby reached under the counter and pulled out a baseball bat. "If someone tries to rob her, she plans to beat the cuckolds brownie out of him with this."

Elvira Higgins was the afternoon cashier. She relieved me at ten. Elvira was seventy-seven years old. She and her husband Maxwell had been married for fifty-four years. Max had died of a sudden heart attack the previous spring. Elvira had told me that her husband's death had devastated her. I believed Kirby when he said that she was harboring some pent up anger.

I smiled at Kirby. "Remind me to never get on Elvira's bad side."

Kirby nodded. "I think that's a very good idea."

I poured myself a cup of coffee. As I was taking my first sip Kirby asked, "So are you going to work today."

"Of course I am. I made a promise to you. I don't break promises. I'll keep working until you find someone to replace me."

"Timmy I appreciate that, but you don't have to do it. Your marriage is more important than this stupid store. Hell I don't think I'm even making a profit anymore. I just keep it open because Elvira and I don't have anything better to do. If you need to quit, the two of us will understand and we'll get by."

"Thanks Kirby, but I'll keep working until you find a replacement, just don't tell Kelly about the robberies."

He chuckled. "My lips are sealed."

We talked for a few more minutes and then Kirby went to his apartment above the store so that he could get some relax.

The time flew by. The store gets pretty busy during the morning rush hour. Everyone wants coffee, a newspaper and one of the sweet rolls or bagels that Kirby has a local bakery deliver fresh every morning.

By nine o'clock the rush started to die down. The store would be fairly quiet for the rest of my shift.

At nine fifteen my cell phone rang. I answered it. It was of course Kelly.

"May I please speak to Mr. Timothy Jamiemister, B.F.S."

I laughed, Kelly was teasing me. "B.F.S.?"

"Butt Fucking Stud, that is your proper title isn't it?"

"Actually I'm quite certain that B.F.S. is only a temporary title. I think that my real title is, P.L.C.W."

"P.L.C.W.?"

"Pussy Licking Cuckold Wimp."

"Oh yes, I think that's a very appropriate title, especially for today." Kelly giggled. "But, I'm sure that I'm still going to want to occasionally play with Timothy Jamiemister the Butt Fucking Stud."

"Both he and Timmy the Pussy Licking Cuckold Wimp, will always be at your beck and call."

I heard my wife take a deep breath and then she said, "Timmy you cannot possibly imagine how much that idea excites me."

"I think I can because it excites me just as much."

"Really?"

"Oh yes."

"Timmy I think we are going to have a very exciting evening."

"What are your plans for the day?"

"I just finished talking to Chris Kendrick's and Tonya. I'm going to meet Chris at noon for lunch at the Goldenrod Supper club."

"Do you think you're still welcome there after the scene we put on last night?"

Kelly laughed. "Oh yes, in fact I talked to Percy Ballentine, the owner, for a few minutes after you left. They all think you're a hero. The next time we go there for dinner Percy wants to meet you and buy you a take. Face it studman, you now have another title, B.B.H."

"B.B.H.?"

"Bar Brawling Hero."

I shook my head. "I think I could get *******ed trying to maintain that title."

"Yes, you're right; maybe we should forget about that one. I don't want my sweet babydoll to get hurt."

"Kelly, is Chris coming for dinner tonight?"

"Oh my! I must be talking to the pussy licking cuckold wimp right now."

"Hey, you're the one who brought it up. If I remember correctly yesterday afternoon you were lamenting the fact that it's been almost two weeks since your were properly fucked by a really big cock."

My wife giggled. "You have a very good memory. I'm going to wait to see how lunch goes before I invite him. Are you sure you're ready for what's going to happen tonight if he accepts?"

Kelly's question excited me. I took a deep breath and said, "Yes I am."

"Timmy I hope that lunch goes well, because the idea of you serving as my slave while I entertain Chris is getting me very wet. Is you little soldier standing at attention."

I laughed. "Yes he is and I hope I don't have to step out from behind the cash register."

"Do you really think anyone would notice?"

"Hey, that was mean."

"Yes it was. My sadistic streak is waking up. Dicklet you'd better prepare yourself. I think that's just the first of many humiliating things I'm going to say to you today."

"I think I'm in store for a very exciting evening."

"I think we both are. Your note said that you'd be home around 3:30."

"That's right."

"I'll call you before I meet Tonya and let you know if I'll be entertaining a guest for dinner tonight. That will give you a chance to go the supermarket on your way home from The Crier office."

"You can tell Chris that if he comes over I promise to prepare and serve a very special dinner for the two of you."

"Timmy, that would be so exciting. I really hope this happens."

"So do I."

"Sweetheart I have to go. I'll call you after my lunch with Chris. I love you babydoll."

"I love you too Ms. Mamister."

Kelly giggled. "Timmy, I get wet when you call me that."

"It gives me a little tingle too."

"Bye sweetheart."

"Good bye."

Ha! Butt fucking stud! Who ever guessed Timmy would become a bfs?
I loved the way that little kind of "throw-away" chapter kept up the tone. It's humorous, ties things together, and shows us all why you're the best, even though it's so simple. Nicely done GH!
storm

Great to have you back GH, i love how this story is going and find myself more and more interested in how it will all turn out.

mark.