Courtesan

I quickly checked the guest bedroom and the day bed in the den to be certain they were ready for use. Once that was done I went directly to the kitchen.

As soon as I was back in the kitchen I started making the artifetish spinach dip. I mixed the cheeses, mayonnaise, spinach, chopped artifetish hearts, minced garlic and spices together in a casserole dish and covered it.

As I was putting the casserole dish into the refrigerator Mandy walked into the kitchen. "Timmy what can I do to help you?"

"Are you a good cook?"

She shook her head. "Not really, I've been a slave for several different men, but they were always wealthy. They all had full kitchen staffs. My lady was a frozen dinner kind of homemaker. Now that I know the truth about her, I realize that her affairs didn't leave her the time to do much cooking. My man never cooked. He was always too busy at his job."

I smiled at Mandy. "I guess that makes me the head kitchen slave. If you want to learn how, I'll teach you to cook."

"Timmy, I'd like that very much."

I pointed at the casserole dish that I'd just set on the bottom shelf of the refrigerator. "This is the artifetish spinach dip. It needs to bake in a preheated 350 degree oven for twenty minutes. Do you understand what preheated means?"

Mandy laughed. "Of course I do, I've made a million frozen pizzas."

I grinned at her. "Kelly's guests are going to arrive at 6:30, so we should put the dip into the oven at 6:05 That will give us the twenty minutes cooking time and another ten minutes to allow it to cool before we serve it."

I took a wicker bread basket out of the cupboard, laid a cloth napkin into it and handed it to Mandy. "There's a bread knife in that drawer over there. You can cut the two loaves of baguette on the table into thin slices and put them into this basket."

Mandy giggled. "I can do that. It's right at my s******* level."

I laughed. "Good, I'm going to start making the lasagna."

We went to work.

Once we were both working, I said, "Can I ask you a question about your mom and dad?"

"Certainly."

"Just before I got out of your car at Kirby's Quickstop, you told me that your mom and dad have managed to become cordial with each other again."

"Yes, they have. They talk on the telephone at least once a week. Sometimes they talk every day."

"Do they ever see each other?"

"My dad tried, but it was a disaster."

"What do you mean?"

"One Thursday night last August he decided to surprise my lady with flowers and a bottle of champagne. He was hoping to try to rekindle their romance."

"A surprise visit seems like a bad idea."

"It was. When he got to my lady's town house he could hear voices inside. He now realizes that he should have left immediately, but he didn't. Instead he knocked on the door. He had to knock several times before he was able to get my lady's attention. When she finally did answer the door she didn't open it, she just asked who was there. My dad told me that when he identified himself he could hear my lady whisper the words "Oh cuckolds brownie" on the other side of the door.

Mandy shook her head. "She'd been trying so hard to get my man to visit her. She told me that she felt awful when she had to tell him that he'd come at an inconvenient time and ask him if he couldn't possibly come back the next night instead. My man explained to my lady that he had a dozen fresh roses for her and wanted to give them to her before they started to wilt."

Mandy sighed. "That left my lady without a choice. She tried to leave the chain on the door when she opened it, but the bouquet of roses was too large. It wouldn't fit through the gap so she had to close the door again, take the chain off and reopen it. My lady was wearing a short black chiffon robe. It was nearly transparent. Underneath it she was naked."

"That must have been a very embarrassing situation for both of them."

"It gets worse. As my man was handing the flowers to my lady a naked middle aged man walked into view behind her. He had an erection. My man said that he was big."

"You mean that he was a big man?"

"Well I think that was also true, but my man was referring to the size of his cock."

"Oh!"

"The man asked my lady who was at the door. My lady tried to pretend he wasn't there, but of course that was silly. My man could see him."

"It really was an awkward situation."

"That's not all."

"There's more?"

"Yes, A second man walked into view. He was also naked and he also had an erection. He had the audacity to tell my lady to make the creep at the door go away and come back to the bedroom."

Mandy shook her head. "My lady lost it. She spun around and screamed at him to shut the fuck up and get out of the living room."

"Damn!"

Mandy nodded. "It was pretty awful. My man was mortified. He turned around and walked straight to his car. My lady ran into the front yard after him. She pleaded with him give her fifteen minutes and come back. When he ignored her and got into his car, she begged him to call her. As soon as my man drove away my lady went back inside her townhouse."

"My man told me that when he got to the end of the block something made him stop. He turned his car around and waited. He's glad that he did. Five minutes later he saw the two men storm out of my lady's town house, get into their cars and speed away. A moment after they were gone my man's cell phone rang. He knew that it was my lady. He wanted to answer it, but he couldn't. He said that he was too embarrassed about what had happened. My lady called him repeatedly. It was two days before he finally answered one of her calls."

"He hasn't gone back to see her since that night?"

"No, I think that he'd like to try again; but his pride is keeping him away."

"But even after that, your mom and dad are still friendly with each other."

"Oh yes, definitely. They talk to each other on the telephone all the time."

Mandy smiled. "Timmy when I talk to my dad I get the impression that seeing my lady with those two men didn't really bother him that much. He wasn't expecting it so it surprised him and stunned him a little, but he's never seemed angry about it."

"So why don't you think he's tried to visit your lady again?"

"His manly pride. He's still influenced by the macho attitude that real men don't let their wives party with other men."

"Mandy you have got to get together with your lady and start working in him."

She nodded. "Yes I do."

Hey GH

WOW! First, thank you for continuing the story.

Second, In one of your other stories, you comments that you were dealing with so many characters. I am not only going to have to get a cheat sheet of the new charters, but also a cheat sheet with all the sub plots.

First there is the main plot of Tim and Kelly. Well developed characters. The sort of People I wish I could become friends with. I can see Tim and Kelly still working on their relationship. I know all marriage couples do that. What will Tim's role be in the purchase f the house? I see him as the point guy. I am thinking back to the Steve and Sandra story! I believe that Tim will need assurance of Kelly of her love. As will Kelly on the reverse will need despartely Tim's reassurace and support. Kely thinks she has almost lost him twice!!!

Next, we have Tim and his workers at the Convince Store, Elvira and Kirby. I cannot wait till Elvira and Kirby meet Kelly. That outing to be a very nice dinner. The also, to see how that relationship between them develops grows.

Then, there is Tim and Mandy. I see them getting closer together. I am wondering, if Kelly will have issue about Tim and Mandy getting so close. Like a reverse cuckold situation. A sub-plot of a sub-plot, there is Mandy's Dad and Mom. That will be interesting on how Tim and Kelly will assist / mentor that family getting back together. Road Trip?

Well plenty so see as the story develops.

Again, thank you for such a wonderful story!

My best to your bride and to you.

Meijer

I agree with Meijer, what a wonderful tale you are weaving here for us GH. I thank you for continuing your efforts. This upcoming party is going to be a barn burner, I feel the need to sit down and hang on. I love the interaction between Timmy and Mandy, she's someone I'd like to know for sure.

Thanks again GH, excellent writing.

Still no golf for me yet. Hopefully soon. Forgot what it was like to work a full workweek and still try to squeeze in some golf on the weekends.

TrF2

Storm

Thanks, the little throw away lines are fun.

Meijer

Thanks for the nice comment and your observations. One of the pleasures of writing a long story is that you get to weave in subplots and create fun characters. Of course that also means that I will have to resolve all of these subplots before I can end the story.

TrF2

Thank you for your continuing support. I also haven't played much golf lately. I have a sick dog at home and I'm playing nursemaid.

Gentlemen

Thanks again for your kind comments

GH

"I'm finished with the bread. What should I do next?"

"You can help me layer the lasagna into the two pans."

Mandy walked over, put her arm around my waist and held me close to her. "Cooking with you is fun."

I smiled at her. "It's nice to have company."

We stood together silently enjoying the touch of each others bodies and the warmth of our blossoming friendship.

After a moment Mandy placed her fingers on my cheek and gently turned my face so that I was looking into her eyes. "Timmy, I know that you love Kelly; but tonight she's not going to be with you. Tonight she's going to be with another man. She's going to spend the entire party paying attention to him and she's going to ignore you. This evening Kelly is going to be Chris's wife, not yours. He will be her lover and you will be nothing but an insignificant slave. "

"But when Chris goes home you will get me back and I will love you much more than I could ever love him."

Mandy and I both turned. Kelly was standing in the doorway.

Mandy made a submissive bow to Kelly and said, "Ms. Mamister I was just trying to prepare dicklet for what's going to happen tonight."

Kelly smiled. "Thank you Mandy, I appreciate that."

She walked into the kitchen. There was an unmistakable air of authority about her. "You are apparently unaware of the rule that Timmy and I made while Chris was here last night. This is the kitchen. In our house the kitchen is Timmy's domain and it becomes neutral territory. Here all of us are equals. When we're in the kitchen you can call me Kelly and I will call you Mandy rather than nymph. Tonight, the three of us will be the only ones allowed to enter this room without your or Timmy's prior permission. I will be responsible for informing our other guests of this rule."

Mandy nodded. "I understand."

Kelly looked at me. "At some time early in the evening Chris will want to come in here and visit with you Timmy. I hope that will be all right."

I nodded. "Sure, that'll be fine."

"He likes you and he wants to get to know you as a permister. I suspect that Antoine will also want to come in here and talk to you. He's also expressed the desire to get to know you better. Both of them will be expected to knock and get your or Mandy's permission before they can actually enter the room. I'm certain that Antoine will be very respectful while he's in here."

Mandy smiled. "Antoine's always respectful unless being coarse and arrogant is part of his role in the game we're playing. Timmy he's one of the kindest men I know. I suspect that the two of you will eventually become very close friends."

"Timmy, I agree with Mandy. I'll be very surprised if you and Antoine don't end up being good friends."

Kelly thought for a moment and then she said, "Tonya and Keisha are going to want to come in here and visit with you too. Tonya will be fine, but Keisha is going to have to be reminded that she can't taunt the two of you while she's in here. I'll mention my concern to Tonya, but Mandy I think you're going to have to be the one who reminds Keisha about the rules in the kitchen."

Mandy shook her head. "Kelly, I don't know. You know how excited Keisha gets when we start playing domination games. She looks for reamisters to punish me." She giggled. "It's fun, but I'm not sure I want to spend the next week standing up."

My wife grinned at her friend. "Don't worry, I'll protect you. The rule in this house is firm. What's said in the kitchen stays in the kitchen."

Kelly's comment about being good friends with Antoine had started me thinking about Kirby and Elvira. I looked at Kelly. She and Mandy were still giggling about her kitchen joke. I timidly said, "Kelly, if you don't mind, I'd like to change the subject. There's something I want to tell you."

My wife noticed my serious expression and said, "Sure Timmy, what is it?"

"Why don't you sit down at the kitchen table. I can tell you while Mandy and I finish the preparations for dinner."

"Okay."

Kelly sat down and Mandy and I started working on the lasagna. While we worked I told them about Kirby and Elvira. I began by explaining who they were. After that, I told them about Elvira and her husband Max. Once they heard about their cuckold hot wife marriage and how it had lasted for fifty-four years both Kelly and Mandy were hooked on the story. Both women were on the verge of tears when I told them about Max's sudden death a year ago last spring and how it had devastated Elvira They were absolutely silent as I explained how Elvira's grief had nearly destroyed her. I told them about Kirby seeing her come into his store once a week and after realizing that she was slowly wasting away making the decision to follow her home. When they heard how Kirby nursed Elvira back to health and then gave her a job working in his store Kelly and Mandy both started to cry."

While they were crying I put the two pans of lasagna into the refrigerator and started making the salad croûtons and the garlic bread.

Mandy grabbed two paper napkins from the kitchen counter and gave one to Kelly. After they wiped their tears away Kelly said, "Timmy, that's an amazing story. Kirby must be a wonderful man. We should do something nice for him."

I grinned at Kelly. "Well there is something you could do."

"What? Timmy why are you smiling like that?"

"Elvira likes to get us talking about our sexual fantasies. Her belief is that if it only involves consenting adults and nobody is actually getting hurt, then it must be okay."

Mandy laughed. "I've got to meet this women. We're kindred spirits."

Kelly nodded. "She certainly sounds like my kind of girl. So Timothy Jamiemister, who's middle name is cuckold slaveboy; what did our seventy-seven year old slut say when you told her about your fantasies?"

"They didn't faze her a bit. She told me that they were identical to her husband, Max's fantasies. Actually when I started divulging the true nature of our marital relationship it was Kirby's opinion that I was most concerned about."

Mandy chuckled. "I can see why. Retired navy cooks aren't known for being open minded about sissy cuckolds."

I shook my head. "That's a little prejudicial."

Mandy shrugged. "Maybe, but you obviously had the same thought or you wouldn't have been so worried about his opinion."

I laughed. "Touche'"

"All right, so what did Kirby have to say when he learned that you're a sissy wimp." Kelly was grinning at me.

"Hey, you don't have to be quite so blunt."

Kelly giggled. "I prefer to think of it as being forthright."

I stuck my tongue out at her.

She winked at me. "Be careful cuckboy, you're eventually going to have to leave the kitchen. Can you spell whip?"

"Hey you just told Mandy that what's said in the kitchen stays in the kitchen."

Kelly shook her head in mock disgust. "Oh all right, you're safe." She leered at me. "But you'd better not make any mistakes tonight. Tonya really is bringing a whip."

I stared at Kelly in shock. "You're joking aren't you?"

My wife smiled. "No and the thought of whipping you while my boyfriend watches is making me very very wet."

A shiver of excitement rippled through my entire body.

Kelly noticed my reaction and smirked. "The idea is pretty hot isn't it slaveboy."

I slowly nodded my head in agreement.

Kelly burst out laughing. Mandy and I quickly joined her.

I took the croûtons out of the oven, put them into a bowl and set them next to the garlic bread. Once that was done I took three heads of romaine lettuce out of the refrigerator, washed them and then started tearing them up for the salad.

While I was doing that Kelly said, "So Timmy what did Kirby say when you told him that I was a hot wife and you were my little cuckold pussy?"

"Hey we're still in the kitchen."

Kelly shrugged. "Just the truth dear, nothing but the truth."

Mandy poked me in my ribs. "Quit whining, you know your little dickie throbs every time she says something like that. Kelly knows it too, that's why she does it." She reached down and grabbed my crotch. "Ah ha! I was right. You do have a little stiffy."

My wife grinned. "I know my sweet babydoll."

"Do the two of you want to hear the rest of the story about Kirby and Elvira or do you want to just keep humiliating me until your company arrives?"

Kelly looked at Mandy. "I don't know, what do you think?"

Mandy shrugged. "Humiliating him is good."

Both of them gave me deadpan stares for a moment and then they started giggling.

Mandy smiled at both of us. "I don't know what's going to happen at the party tonight, but I have to tell you that it's been a long time since I've had this much fun. Living with the two of you is going to be wonderful."

Kelly nodded. "It's Timmy. He's always known how to make me laugh. That's one of the eleven million reamisters I'm in love with him."

"Hey I thought there were fifteen million reamisters."

Kelly stuck her tongue out at me. "Keep it up little boy. Do the letters W, H, I, P mean anything to you?"

Mandy poked me in the ribs again. "Don't pay any attention to her Timmy. It doesn't matter what you say or how you act, you're still going to get whipped tonight"

Kelly nodded. "Yup, that probably is true."

I rolled my eyes. "Thanks Mandy, those were very comforting words."

Kelly grinned at me. "Relax Timmy, we're just playing with you. Now tell us what Kirby said."

I shook my head. "Actually it wasn't what Kirby said, it was what Elvira said."

"I thought you just told us that she said your fantasies were no big deal to her because they were just like her husband Max's?"

"Yes, that's right. She did say that, but then she started talking about Kirby's fantasies."

Kelly nodded. "Okay, that makes sense. What did she say about Kirby?"

"First of all she called him a pervert and told me that he has a huge collection of big titty magazines."

Mandy started laughing.

Kelly rolled her eyes. "Come on Timmy, get serious. Elvira had to be pulling both of your chains. That doesn't make him a pervert, most adolescent boys have collections like that."

"I know and I pointed that out to Elvira. I told her that considering that Kirby now knew that I was a cuckold wimp and she was a man hungry slut, having a stack of titty magazines was pretty tame."

Mandy shook her head. "Did you really call Elvira a man hungry slut?"

"I did and she took it as a compliment."

"Kelly, we have to meet this woman."

My wife nodded. "Yes we do." She turned back to me. "All right, what did Elvira say to all of that?"

"She just smiled at me. But Kirby then jumped in and begged her not to tell me his secret. He argued that he'd only told her because he believed that he could trust her to never tell anyone else."

Mandy winked at Kelly. "Kirby does have a dirty little secret."

Kelly smiled at her and then she looked at me. "Please continue."

"Elvira countered by saying that since he now knew my secret it would only fair if I knew his."

"Did he really buy that?" Mandy had a shocked expression on her face.

“Mandy, of course he bought it. Men are almost completely guileless. That's one of the reamisters they're the weaker sex.”

I started chuckling.

Kelly gave me an exaggerated icy stare, “What are you laughing about slaveboy?”

I vigorously shook my head. “Nothing.”

My wife grinned at me. “That's what I thought.”

Mandy started laughing. “You guys are a stitch.”

“Last night Chris told us that we acted like a married couple from a television situation comedy.”

She nodded to me. “I can see why he said that”

Kelly rolled her eyes. “All right slave boy, enough silly chit chat. Get back on the topic. Did Kirby buy Elvira's well thought out argument?”

I shrugged. “Yes he did, but reluctantly. He made it clear that he was only agreeing because he knew about my fetish."

Mandy raised her eyebrows. "Fetish? Did he really use that word?"

"Yes he did."

Kelly giggled. "This just keeps getting better and better. Okay, so what did he tell you?”

"He didn't tell me. He was too embarrassed to do it. He asked Elvira to tell me."

Mandy smiled. "That's pretty cute. I'm really getting to like this Kirby guy."

"All right, so what did Elvira tell you."

"She said that he was a masochist like Max and me, but he wasn't a cuckold."

Kelly shook her head. "He can't be a cuckold, he's not married."

I nodded. "Kirby pointed out that same detail."

Kelly stared at me. "Does that mean he wouldn't mind being cuckolded if he was married?"

I shrugged. "I don't know, we never got to that."

My wife waved her hands. "Okay, okay; we've gotten off the track again. Tell us what Elvira said."

"Are you ready for this?"

Kelly and Mandy simultaneously said, "Yes!"

"He wants to be whipped by a large breasted woman wearing a latex suit."

Kelly's eyes opened wide in amazement. "No cuckolds brownie?"

Mandy shrugged. "I think it's kind of hot. I'd volunteer to do it for him, but I don't think my tits are big enough."

"Elvira said the same thing. She also felt that maybe she was a little too old."

Mandy frowned. "Too old to wield a whip?"

"No, but maybe too old to be part of Kirby's fantasy."

Mandy nodded. “I suppose that being whipped by a seventy-seven year old woman would diminish the thrill just a little bit.”

I glanced at Kelly. She was staring at me. After a moment she said, "Timmy I'm young and I do have big tits. Is that why you wanted to tell us this story? Do you want me to fulfill Kirby's fantasy?"

I smiled sheepishly at Kelly.

"You do don't you?"

I quickly said, "He's an awfully nice man and he's kind of lonely. I think Elvira and I are his only friends."

She grinned at me. "You really like him don't you."

"Yes, he's maybe the kindest permister I've ever met."

"Is he clean? That's really important."

"Oh yes, I'm sure he showers every day and he shaves and..."

Kelly held up her hand. "That's enough, if you say he's clean that's good enough for me."

She thought for a moment. Finally she said, "We don't do enough for the really kind people in this world. Do you think he would enjoy being whipped by three women with big tits wearing latex suits while a slender slave girl sucks his cock?"

Mandy giggled. "Kelly that's a great idea. You can count me in and I'm sure Keisha and Tonya would also be willing to do it. They both love kinky scenes."

Kelly laughed. "When we tell Keisha she's going to want Timmy to get Kirby over here tonight; but we're not going to do that. Tonight is special and it's just for our little group." She looked at me. "I'll talk to Tonya and Keisha while we're getting dressed for the party. Tonya is the lead hostess and she has our upcoming schedule. When we're actually going to be able to do this will depend on how soon we have a free evening."

“There may be a bigger problem.”

Kelly looked at me. “What's that Timmy?”

“Kirby is awfully shy. Getting him to participate might not be that easy.”

My wife thought about this for a moment and then she smiled. “We need to get Elvira's telephone number. This may have to be a surprise party.”

After I finished tearing up the lettuce I wrapped it in a linen towel and placed it in the refrigerator. Once that was done I turned to Kelly and Mandy. "Everything for tonights dinner is now ready."

We all glanced at the clock on the wall. It was twenty minutes to five.

Mandy grabbed my hand. "Come on Timmy, it's time for us to go into the bedroom and get naked." She giggled. "When we shower I get to wash your little dickie and you get to wash my coochy." She leaned over and whispered into my ear. "This afternoon you're also going to get to shave it."

Kelly stood up. "And after he's done shaving your coochy he's going to shave Keisha's, Tonya's and mine. Then we're all going to take turns shaving off the hair around his little dickie and on his balls."

Mandy giggled and started dragging me out of the kitchen. As she was pulling me through the door she called to Kelly. "Come on Kel, you can get naked with us. You know the rules, superiors are always allowed to shower with their slaves."

Kelly was laughing as she followed us out the door. "I don't know who made that rule, but at this moment I'm very happy to hear that it exists.

Marvelous, gh! This just such a great story. i also liked the short one you wrote. I know you wanted to keep it short, but oh, the possibilities! lol. In any case, superb work on both. Thank you. priss

We don't do enough for the really kind people in this world. Do you think he would enjoy being whipped by three women with big tits wearing latex suits while a slender slave girl sucks his cock?

Awww, what a wonderful statement in favor of kindness and love! Jesus couldn't have said it any better. I'd love to have a t-shirt with these words on them. Right now, I'll settle for putting them on the background in my laptop desktop with in big, size-24 letters.

Thanks, GH! In all sincerity.

Priss

The prospect of being a slave for your wife and her powerful and handsome lover is an exciting fantasy.

My friend, as always, thank you for your ongoing support.

GH

asehpe

I do believe that you and I are kindred spirits. I think that we both recognize what the world is, but also see what it might be and wish.

Thank you for your comments. I love your insights.

GH

The next segment is very short. I chose to post it on it's own because I liked it as it is. I offer no other explanation.

As soon as we were inside the bedroom Mandy, Kelly and I tore our clothes off.

I noticed that Kelly was giggling as she stepped out of her panties. I looked at her. "What's so funny?"

She grinned at me. "I'm get to stay naked until just before the boys get here. That's almost two hours from now."

Mandy shook her head. "Timmy your wife has a lot in common with a toddler. She loves running around naked."

I nodded. "Yes, I know. When we were in college she used to like to study naked."

"You must have loved that."

"Sometimes, but not always. When you're trying to read James Joyce's "Ulysses", a beautiful naked girl lying on the bed next to you can be a bit distracting."

Mandy smiled, but it was a melancholy smile. "The literature classes you took in college must have been fun."

Kelly quietly said, "Yes they were. Timmy and I took several of them together. That made them even more fun."

"I was all set to go to college. I had a scholarship and everything." Mandy sighed. "Then my life fell apart."

Kelly gently rubbed Mandy's naked shoulder. "Why don't you go now?"

She shook her head. "I don't have time. You know what our schedule is like."

"Mandy honey, you know how much Martin loves you. There isn't any doubt in my mind that he would gladly adjust your schedule so that you could take one or two classes at Maple Hills Community College."

Mandy's eyes lit up. "Kelly do you really think he'd do that?"

"Honey, the second he finds out that you want to go to college he's going to try to make you stop working so that he can send you to Kelroy as a full time student and pay all your expenses."

Mandy waved her hand. "No! No! At this point in my life I don't need that, but one or two classes at Maple Hills would be wonderful."

"Lets go see Martin on Monday morning. Traci Dylan, the waitress at the Goldenrod, is always looking for a little extra work as a hostess. She could pick up a few of your dates. Why don't we talk to Tonya about it while were looking for a Realtor in the morning."

Mandy grinned. "Kelly, this is really exciting. Do you actually think it might happen."

"Yes honey, I do." She grabbed Mandy's hand. "But now it's time for the three of us to get into the shower." As Kelly pulled Mandy into the bathroom she called over her shoulder. "Come on Timmy, you're about to get your little dicky washed by two girls."

Excellent GH, as always, thank you.

On another note, I finally got to play some golf. It sucks when your first round of the year is potentially your best round of the year. I had one of those days where everything was working, shot an 84, which, for me, is pretty good. Could have broken 80 without a couple of double bogies.

Take care,

TrF2

TrF2

Thanks for the note.

Glad to hear that you got out to play some golf.

GH

As soon as we stepped into the shower Mandy picked up the soap, but as she started to wash me Kelly Intervened. "No nymph, I want dicklet to wash you first."

Mandy obediently nodded and handed the soap to me.

I was nervous.

Kelly kissed my neck. "Relax babydoll, nobody's going to hurt you or make fun of you. I just want you to explore nymph's body. She wants that too. Take the soap and wash her face. Be careful, don't get any in her eyes or her mouth."

I was careful. I gently washed Mandy's face.

While I was doing it she giggled and said, “Timmy, that tickles.”

I stopped.

She shook her head. “No please don't stop. It felt nice. Sometimes tickling is good.”

I washed her face some more. Mandy kept giggling. It made me smile.

As soon as I was finished Kelly whispered. "That was good dicklet. She's nice isn't she?"

I nodded. "Yes she is."

“You like her don't you.”

“Yes I do.”

“She likes you too. Tonight while Chris is making love to me, nymph is going to want you to make love to her. I want you to do that. Will you do that for me dicklet?"

"Yes Ms. Mamister, if you want me to, I will."

"Promise me."

"I promise Ms, Mamister."

"That's a good boy dicklet." Kelly leaned over and bit my neck. It hurt, but it was an exciting pain. After she bit me she whispered into my ear, "It's time to wash nymph's neck and shoulders. While you're doing that I want you to look at her breasts. They're small, but they're firm and she has wonderful nipples."

I rubbed the bar of soap against Mandy's shoulders and gently massaged her soft skin with the cleansing lather while the shower pelted all three of us with a soothing spray of hot steaming water.

"Dicklet, look at nymph's nipples. They're soft and puffy, not hard and round like mine." Kelly grasped one of Mandy's nipples with her finger tips. "Touching them excites me.”

I heard Mandy's breath catch at Kelly's touch.

Kelly gently rolled Mandy's nipple between her fingers. "You can see that they're very sensitive. Look at how it excites nymph when I play with her."

Mandy was biting her lower lip.
I worked up more lather with the bar of soap and washed Mandy's underarms while my wife continued fondling her. Mandy's eyes were closed. Her breath was quickening. It was obvious that Kelly's fingertips were arousing her.

"Now it's your turn dicklet. I want you to wash nymph's breasts."

My own excitement was also growing. My penis was sticking straight up. My nerves were coming alive. I worked up more lather and very tentatively spread it over Mandy's breasts with my fingers.

Mandy smiled at me. "Timmy that feels so nice."

I smiled back at her. Kelly stepped behind me and reached her arms around my waist. She held me close to her while I gingerly washed Mandy's tiny breasts.

Kelly allowed me to play with Mandy's nipples for a moment and then she whispered, "That's enough dicklet. It's time to move on.

I nodded and quickly went back to work.

Mandy sighed with disappointment as my hands left her breasts and moved to her tummy and then on to her back. As soon as I finished washing the small of Mandy's back my fingers slipped below her waist to the soft round cheeks of her beautiful rear.

Kelly reached down and grasped my wrist. "Not yet dicklet, I want you to do her legs and feet before you wash her ass and pussy."

I obediently kneeled on the floor of the shower. Mandy held up first one foot and then the second so that I could wash them. As I worked I noticed her meticulously manicured and painted toenails. I glanced at my wife's toes. They received equally conscientious care. I smiled to myself, both my wife and my new friend were courtesans. Keeping their bodies enticingly embellished was a necessity of their profession.

Once I was finished washing Mandy's feet I worked my way up her legs. When I got to her thighs Kelly said, "Nymph turn around. I want dicklet to wash your behind before he does your pussy."

Mandy responded immediately to my wife's direction. Still kneeling on the bottom of the tub I suddenly found myself staring at Mandy's petite rear end. I was excited. I rubbed the bar of soap on her soft skin and worked up some more lather.

Mandy responded by spreading her legs and leaning against the back wall of the shower stall. Her position opened the crevice between her cheeks. I thoroughly washed the rest of her bottom, but carefully avoided that secret spot. Even though both my tongue and fingers had visited there earlier that day, I felt nervous about reentering Mandy's most private place.

Kelly noticed my hesitation and whispered into my ear. "It's okay Timmy, she wants you to wash her there. As our slave it's one of your duties to wash all of us there.” She smiled. “This afternoon you are going to wash all of us there."

I took a deep breath and gently rubbed the bar of soap between Mandy's cheeks, then I lovingly washed her with my fingertips.

When Mandy felt me touch her tiny hole she quietly said, "Yes Timmy wash me there too."

She gasped as I pushed my soapy finger inside her.

Behind me Kelly patted my head. "Dicklet, you're being a very good boy. In a little while you're going to wash Keisha and Tonya exactly the same way. Now it's time to stop washing nymph so that she can turn around."

I took my hands away from Mandy's rear and waited while she stood up straight and turned to face me. She was smiling.

"Wash her pussy dicklet, get her nice and clean."

I eagerly obeyed. As soon as I was finished Kelly said, "Now kiss her, show her how much you want to please her."

I did want to please Mandy. I wanted to please her almost as much as I wanted to please Kelly. With the warm shower raining down on us and my wife standing immediately behind me; I wrapped my arms around Mandy's hips, pressed my lips to her cunt and gave her a long gentle kiss that was filled with passion.

Finally back in line GH and I must say the catch up has been quite a thrill. I still believe that this could be your best work yet. Your touch is so sure, I think you are planning it better than in previous stories. It may be making your brain ache but it shows on the page. Go slowly, this one could last a long time yet ...

Hi Peak

It's nice to hear from again.

Thank you, those are very nice comments. Yes this story has been a bit of a headache. At times I stare at my computer screen and the words just don't come. At other times I will write entire sections only to later delete them and start over.

I do like the story and definitely plan to finish it.

Thank you,

GH

After I finished bathing her, Mandy took the lead and directed me while I washed Kelly. I'd been bathing Kelly since we were in college, so this was not a new experience for me. Nevertheless, my wife has a voluptuous body, so it's always exciting.

As soon as I was done washing Kelly, the two women teamed up and bathed me. This was a new and very exciting experience. In the past when I'd finished giving Kelly a bath she never
reciprocated. Neither of us ever questioned that inequity. Both of us have always considered my wife to be the dominant partner in our relationship and bathing me never seemed to be an appropriate activity for her.

I'm not certain I can explain why she chose to assist Mandy, but I will say that at the time, it felt right to all three of us.

As soon as they were done I stepped out of the tub. When I started to pick up a towel Kelly stopped me. "Dicklet, we're not finished in here."

I turned and looked at my wife with a puzzled expression.

She smiled. "Babydoll, all three of us still to shave and I'm not talking about our faces."

My body shivered with excitement. At the same time tinge of apprehension crept into my mind as I realized that this was only going to be the first of many offenses that my wife and her friends were going to make me endure that evening.

Mandy turned off the shower. As she was pulling the shower curtain back she said, "Timmy grab a towel for each of us so we can wrap it around our shoulders. We don't want to get cold."

Kelly nodded. "And we'll need three new disposable razors and a can of shave cream."

Less than a minute later I was sitting on the edge of the bathtub between Kelly and Mandy, carefully following their lead as I shaved my legs for the very first time.

As soon as we were done Kelly looked at me with a devilish expression and said, "Now it's time for us to shave our pussies."

Mandy giggled. "All three of us?"

Kelly grinned. "Yes all three of us."

I held up my hand in protest. "Hey!"

Kelly raised her eyebrows. "Dicklet do you have something to say?"

"Yes, I don't have a pussy."

My wife smirked. "Well you really don't have much of a cock either, so I'm not sure what we should call it? Do you have another suggestion?"

Feeling suddenly humiliated I stared at the floor and whispered, "No Ms. Mamister."

Mandy reached over an wrapped her fingers around my tiny erection. "She's just teasing you Timmy. You know that both of us love your tiny cock."

Kelly put her arm around me. "Timmy you know that is true. You also know how much I love you and care about you."

I quietly said, "Yes I do."

My wife kissed the side of my head. "You want us to tease and torment you tonight, don't you?"

I took a deep breath and whispered, "Yes, you know I do."

Kelly laughed. "And that's exactly what we're going to do." Then she bit my shoulder.

I yelped.

She and Mandy both started giggling.

Kelly passed me the can of shaving cream. "Start lathering up your crotch sissyboy, it's time for you to shave your pussy."

I find it hard to imagine someone as talented as you having a writer's block. Thanks for hanging in there and providing us with such an excellent story GH.

TrF2

TrF2

Thank you, that's a nice compliment.

During a long story writer's block occurs all the time. Right now I'm suffering from a major bout. My response is to try to write in short very focused segments.

Anyway, thanks

GH

As soon as all three of us were finished shaving Kelly, Mandy and I stood up again. Mandy turned the shower back on and I closed the shower curtain. While we were rinsing the shaving soap off of us, both Kelly and Mandy searched my body and shaved off any additional hair that they found. There wasn't much. I actually didn't have much body hair. They were thorough. By the time they were done, the only hair that I still had was on the top of my head.

Kelly slapped me on the butt. "Okay dicklet, now you can grab a towel and dry yourself. As soon as you're finished, grab another one and dry Mandy. Once you're done with her, both of you can do me."

We worked quickly. None of us wanted to get cold. In less than a minute all three of us were dry and wrapped in large fluffy bath towels.

"Mandy turn off the shower. Dicklet fetch my terry cloth robe."

My wife walked into the bedroom and dropped her towel. Kelly is an incredibly beautiful woman and seeing her standing there in all her naked glory took my breath away. For a moment I just stood still and gawked.

When Kelly noticed my reaction a hint of a smile briefly flashed across her face. Her expression quickly changed to one of aristocratic arrogance. "Dicklet tonight this body is for Mr. Kendricks, not for you. Now fetch my robe before I freeze to death."

I bowed politely and quickly retrieved her robe. As I placed it over her shoulders Kelly said, "Nymph I would like you to do dicklet's nails. You'll find everything you need in the cabinet next to my makeup table. Just make them look nice. Next week we'll bring him with us so that he can have them done professionally. I think that a bright red would be nice for his toes, but do his fingernails in a very pale pink. He has to work tomorrow morning. We don't want to humiliate him too badly."

I looked at Kelly in protest.

She just smiled and shook her head. "I'm sorry dicklet, but this evening is very important to me. I really do want you looking your best."

"But..."

"I think that doing your fingernails in pink rather than red is a major concession to your manly pride. Now I don't want to hear another word about this."

I knew my wife well enough to see that she wasn't going to budge on this so I slowly nodded my head and said, "Yes Ms. Mamister."

Kelly smiled. "Very good dicklet. I'm so glad you understand."

"Ms. Mamister, it would be easier for me if dicklet could sit at your makeup table. Would that be all right?"

"Yes nymph, that would be fine."

"Timmy come over here and sit down."

Mandy spent the next fifteen minutes giving me a very quick manicure and pedicure. While she was doing it I remembered her telling me earlier that slaves were always barefoot when they served their superiors.

I quietly asked, "We're going to be barefoot tonight, aren't we?"

Mandy nodded. "Yes, that's why your mistress is having me do this."

I sighed.

She smiled at me. "This is only the beginning of the offenses that you are going to have to endure this evening."

I started to get scared.

Mandy patted my leg. "Don't worry Timmy. Everyone who is going to be here tonight loves you and understands the game we're playing. That includes Chris and Antoine. We don't know Gary; but most likely after tonight we'll never see him again, so who cares what he thinks."

She grinned at me. "Babydoll", Suddenly she started giggling. "I just love calling you that."

I smiled at her.

"Timmy, you're a submissive masochist just like me. This is your fantasy coming true tonight. It is going to be very humiliating for you. Would you want it any other way?"

I thought for a moment and then I shook my head. "No."

"So just relax and go with the flow. Kelly, Tonya, Keisha, Antoine, Chris and I are all going to make sure that you have the time of your life." She winked at me. "And after the party Kelly, Tonya, Keisha and I are plan to do everything that we possibly can to make you feel like you're the most loved man on this planet.

Kelly had left the bedroom while Mandy was painting my nails. She returned just as Mandy was finishing. She was carrying two packages.

She set the packages on the bed. "So are we done?"

Mandy nodded. "Just finished."

"Good, dicklet stand up. Let's have a look at you."

I stood.

"Turn around, do it slowly."

Feeling very self conscious, I slowly turned in circle.

Kelly inspected me for a moment and then she said, "Very nice, I really should have made you shave off all that ugly pubic hair a long time ago. Now you look just like a little boy.” She grinned. “And the red toenails are perfect. Nymph, you did an excellent job."

My wife laughed. "Dicklet, they make you look like the little sissy you really are. When Chris sees you tonight he'll understand that you could never possibly be a threat to him."

Kelly went over to one of her dressers, opened the top drawer and took out a small bag. "I bought this yesterday and intended to give it to you before Chris came over last night." She grinned at me. "We were having so much fun while we were getting ready that I lost track of the time. We ended up having to get dressed in such a hurry that I completely forgot about it."

She walked over, opened the bag with a mischievous grin and took out a black rolled leather dog collar. There was a heart shaped metal tag hanging from it. She handed the collar to me. "This is for you dicklet."

I took the collar.

"Read the tag."

I looked at it. The following inscription was engraved on one side: My name is dicklet. I belong to Kelly Mamister.

"Read it out loud."

I did.

"Do you like it?"

I smiled at my wife. "Yes, I like it very much."

"Good, when I have more time I'll get you a fancier collar. One with jewels like the collar nymph wears. I'll also get you a nice gold tag from a jewelry store." She giggled. "You can go with me when I buy it. That should cause a little commotion in the store."

I chuckled. "Yes, I suspect it will."

"Put it on."

"Don't you think you should do that?"

Kelly thought for a moment. "Yes, I suppose I should."

I handed the collar back to her. A little surge of excitement rippled through my body as she placed it around my neck. After she fastened the buckle she placed her hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me to my knees. "I think that deserves a little demonstration of your devotion to me."

I smiled up at Kelly, then I bent over and lovingly kissed her feet.

My wife opened her robe. "Very good dicklet, now I want you to kiss my pussy."

I straightened up. Kelly's freshly shaved sex was directly in front of my face. I put my hands on her hips and leaned forward. She sighed when she felt my lips touched her.

Breathlessly she whispered, "Lick me dicklet. Give me pleasure, but understand that you will get nothing in return. You're my slave. Your only pleasure is to give me pleasure."

Kelly's words excited all three of us. I pushed my tongue into her moist cunt and started eagerly licking her. She closed her eyes. Her breathing became more rapid. I found her engorged clit and sucked it into my mouth.

Suddenly I felt her hands grasp my head and push me away. "No dicklet not now. This evening I belong to Chris. I want my next orgasm to be with him."

A little thrill rippled through me as I looked up longingly at my wife.

She smiled at me and whispered. "You're not only my slave, you're also my cuckold." We stared at each other for a moment and then Kelly pulled me up to my feet. "We'd better get busy, Tonya and Keisha will be here soon."

Mandy opened her overnight bag and took out her collar. This was the first time I'd ever actually seen it. It really was quite impressive. It was at least an inch wide with a row of large stones that did appear to be diamonds. A heart shaped gold tag hung from a gold D ring. She handed the collar to Kelly. "Ms. Mamister, would you please do mine."

My wife nodded. "Of course nymph, I would be happy to do it. May I read the tag to dicklet?"

"Certainly."

She held it up and read, "My name is nymph. I belong to Martin Jackmister."

Mandy smiled. "I have another tag at home that says I belong to Caldwell Brunner. When I stopped living with him and went to work for Martin, Caldwell had this new tag attached to my collar. I guess it means that he gave me to Martin." She grinned. "Thinking about being given away to someone else like a piece of property gets me very wet."

I took a deep breath. For a submissive the idea of being casually given to another permister was very exciting.

Kelly noticed my reaction and whispered. "Dicklet someday would you like me to give you to Tonya or Keisha?"

I shook my head. "The idea is exciting, but I would never want it to happen. I love you. I would never want to live apart from you."

Kelly smiled. "I love you too. I would never dream of giving you to anyone else."

Mandy nodded. "I didn't love Caldwell. I think I would feel much different if Martin gave me to another man."

Suddenly Kelly started to grin.

I looked at her. "What?"

"I think it might be fun to loan you out once in a while."

I stared at my wife with an astonished expression. You mean like to another woman?"

"Would you prefer that I loaned you to a man?"

I vigorously shook my head. "No! Of course not."

"That's what I thought. No I think an occasional night with Tonya or Keisha would be good for you." She paused. "That would also give me an opportunity for some quality alone time with Chris."

"Would you ever consider loaning him to me?"

Kelly thought for a moment, finally she said, "You are a slave, but you're also one of my best friends. Yes, I think that would be all right."

Mandy smiled.

Kelly held up Mandy's collar. "Let's get this on you."

Mandy stood still. Kelly placed the collar around her neck and buckled it. As soon as she was done she whispered into her ear. "You know what I expect you to do now."

Mandy turned around and quietly answered; "Yes Ms. Mamister, I do."

She got down on her knees and kissed my wife's feet. When she was done Kelly opened her robe again and said, "Now my pussy."

Mandy nodded and obediently kissed Kelly's cunt. She gasped when she felt Mandy push her tongue into her cleft and as Mandy licked her Kelly closed her eyes and breathlessly whispered, "I love being a dominant."

Mandy started giggling.

Kelly opened her eyes and looked down at her. "Nymph, what's so funny?"

Mandy grinned. "I was just thinking about how much I love being a submissive."

All three of us burst out laughing.

While we were laughing the doorbell rang. All three of us stopped immediately.

Kelly smiled. "That must me Tonya and Keisha." She looked at me. "Dicklet, answer the door."

I was excited. My evening as a slave was about to begin in earnest. I bowed obediently and said, "Right away Ms. Mamister."

I went to my closet. As I was taking out my robe Kelly asked, "Dicklet what are you doing?"

"Getting my robe Ms. Mamister, so I can answer the door."

"Correct me if I'm wrong, but I don't remember telling you to get your robe."

I started to get nervous. "You didn't Ms. Mamister, I just assumed that..."

"Well you assumed wrong! Now answer the door before I lose my temper and decide to punish you."

"But Ms. Mamister, I'm not wearing any clothes."

Kelly rolled her eyes. "Yes dicklet, I can see that. I'm quite certain that my friends will enjoy being welcomed to my house by a naked slave."

Suddenly I understood what Kelly wanted. My entire body started to tingle as I again bowed obediently and said; "I'm sorry Ms. Mamister, I didn't mean to question your judgment."

"It's all right dicklet. I'll forgive you this time. Now do as you're told and answer the door. You're keeping my friends waiting."

The doorbell rang again. I hurried to the front door. Once I got there I took a second to catch my breath and then I opened it.

Keisha and Tonya were standing on our front steps. They both stared at me for a moment. They were obviously surprised by my state of undress. I began to feel self conscious. There was a moment of silence. I realized that the situation was becoming awkward. I had to do something.

I quickly pulled myself together and said, "Ms. Lewis and Ms. Edwards, good afternoon. Welcome to Ms. Mamister's home. Please come inside."

My subservient demeanor made both of them smile.

As she walked through the doorway Keisha started laughing. "I just love being greeted by a naked slave."

Tonya followed her. As she passed by me she glanced at my painted toenails. "Keish honey, check out his feet."

Keisha stopped and studied me. After a moment she said, "They're painted. That has to be Mandy's work. Oh and look at him. They've shaved off all his hair. He looks just like a little boy."

I took a deep breath. Their comments were embarrassing, but also very very exciting. I glanced down. I was ashamed to see that I had an erection.

Tonya noticed it too. She smiled at me. "It's okay Timmy. We know your a masochist. We love kink." She laughed. "Keisha's even kinkier than you are."

"Damn right I am, but when it comes to deviant behavior I'm a school girl compared to you."

Tonya shrugged. "Once in awhile I can be a little nasty."

Keisha rolled her eyes. "A little nasty? Once in awhile? Shit, that's like saying Godzilla has an occasional fit of bad temper."

Tonya stuck her tongue out at Keisha. Keisha held up her middle finger and waved it at Tonya. They were both giggling.

After a moment Tonya turned to me. She reached down and grasped my erect penis with her fingers. At the same time she gently kissed my neck. "The truth is, both Keish and I are total degenerates and we love playing with quirky little boys like you."

Keisha reached between my legs and gripped my balls from behind. As she gently squeezed them she whispered. "Tonnie's right. We're both a couple of perverts and we can't wait to get our wicked hands on you."

I didn't say anything, I couldn't. I was too excited to speak.

Tonya started laughing and let go of my penis. "Keish, we'd better cool it. We don't want to make him cum right now."

Keisha let go of my balls. "You're right Tonnie." She leaned over and bit my neck. "But later tonight we're going to teach you a whole new definition for the word, fun."

I smiled at both of them. I tried to think of something appropriate to say. I wanted to tell them how much I already liked them. I took a second and then I stared at the floor and quietly said, "I'm glad that Kelly went to work at JTandR. It gave me the opportunity to meet you." I paused for a moment and then I added, "I'm not very good at saying things like this, but I think that the two of you and Mandy are three of the nicest people I've ever met in my entire life."

Keisha laughed. "For someone who isn't very good at saying things like that, you just did a pretty good job."

Tonya nodded in agreement. "Yes you did."

Keisha put her arms around me. As she hugged me she said, "Timmy all three of us are already in love with you."

Tonya also wrapped her arms around me. They both hugged me at the same time. After a moment they released me and stepped back. All three of us took a deep breath then Tonya said, "I guess we'd better go find Kelly and Mandy."

I thought for a moment and then I started to grin.

Keisha looked at me. "What's so funny?"

I gave her a cocky little smile. "Listen to this."

They both stared at me

I made my facial expression as serious a possible and in a very formal voice said, "Ms. Edwards and Ms. lewis, my name is dicklet. I'll be serving you this evening. My mistress is in her chambers. She would like you to join her there. Would you please follow me. May I take your bags?"

Keisha clapped her hands together. "Oh yes! That is perfect."

Tonya nodded in agreement. We were all laughing.

Tonya and Keisha both handed their overnight bags to me and then Tonya slapped my bare butt and said, "Come on dicklet, let's go find your mistress."

As we walked across the living room my body started to shiver with a combination of excitement and fear when I noticed the handle of a riding crop sticking out of Tonya's bag.

My my, whatever next. Whoever would have thought that those nice girls introduced by that nice Mr GH would be into that deviant behavoir stuff.

..... so glad they are though ...

I do like your writing GH.

Thanks Peak

I appreciate the comment. as long stories draw on they become increasingly difficult to write. Your encouragement helps.

GH

When we walked into our bedroom Kelly was lying face down on the bed. She was naked. Mandy was kneeling next to her giving her a massage. This didn't surprise me, my wife loved massages. I'd been giving them to her since we were in college.

Behind me Keisha said, "Oh yes, Kelly is getting one of Mandy's famous back rubs. I want one too."

Tonya nodded. "So do I."

Kelly smiled at Tonya and Keisha. "Girls, take your clothes off and give them to dicklet. He'll hang them in my closet. Dicklet, as soon as they're ready take Keish and Tonnie into the bathroom and give each of them a bath. Once you're done bring them back in here."

She looked at the clock on her night table. It was ten minutes to six. "Our dates aren't going to be here for another forty minutes. That should leave us plenty of time for a glass of chilled white wine and a massage for Tonnie and Keisha before we have to put on our makeup and get dressed."

Keisha grinned. "I love this plan."

Tonya shook her head. "Keish, you love any plan that starts with people getting naked."

Keisha looked at Tonya. "And when did you become Miss Prudence Proper?"

Tonya laughed. "Good point! Come on, let's get undressed. I love the idea of taking a shower with you and Timmy."

They both undressed quickly. Everyone was excited.

After hanging their clothes in Kelly's closet I escorted Tonya and Keisha into the bathroom. Bathing them was an adventure. While I washed them they encouraged me to freely explore their bodies. Like Kelly, both of them were large breasted women with soft voluptuous figures, but in their own way they were each very different.

Tonya was much older than the other women. While she was very physically fit and her muscles were well toned, her face and body still showed the subtle ravages of time. Kelly, Keisha, and Mandy had the soft, supple, unblemished skin of younger women. Tonya's skin was drier and marked with age. There were tiny wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and mouth and on her hands. Her large breasts weren't quite as firm as Kelly's or Keisha's. Her still beautiful rear was maybe a little broader than it once was. The cleft of her pussy seemed to be wider. Her lips were thicker and longer than the younger women's and the hood of skin that housed her large clitoris appeared to be a bit puffier and more wrinkled.

As I washed her I realized that these effects of age had not diminished Tonya's beauty, but rather enhanced it. They gave her character and depth. The years had turned Tonya into a woman of substance. She now truly was a goddess and I was very eager to worship her.

Keisha's body was young and supple like my wife's. They were both large breasted and gorgeous, but the similarity ended there. Kelly was a Nordic blond. Keisha's coffee colored skin and her thick, straightened long black hair made her a dark, exotic beauty. When I first met her, her large brown eyes, endearing smile and engaging permisterality captured my attention. I considered her to be a charming, light hearted, free spirit. As soon as I saw her naked my view of her permistera grew. Her rich brown skin, large firm breasts, dark nipples, luscious curves, and full round ass made it clear that she was also a sultry temptress who was capable of inflaming any man's most base desires.

I'm certain that you will believe me when I tell you that bathing these two luscious beauties was a labor of unparalleled excitement. It was also a struggle. Both of them wanted to play and I was their toy of choice. While I tried to wash them I was fondled, pinched, tickled and womanhandled with unrelenting fervor. It was a task that was both incredibly difficult and unbelievably fun.

Miraculously we were finally able to finish. Once we were out of the tub the two women were amazingly cooperative. I was able to dry them quickly and had them wrapped in fluffy bath towels and back in the bedroom by 6:05.

When we walked back into the bedroom my wife was sitting at her makeup table. Mandy was behind her brushing out her long blond hair.

Kelly turned and grinned at us. "It sounded pretty chaotic in there. For a moment I thought I was going to have to send in nymph to restore order."

Mandy rolled her eyes. "Yeah like I would have been able to do any good. I'd probably be tied to the shower rod right now."

Keisha nudged Tonya. "We have to remember that. It's a good idea."

Tonya nodded. "Our little slave would look very sexy hanging by her toes. Just thinking about it gets me hot."

My wife shook her head. "What's gotten into the two of you? You're both completely incorrigible this afternoon."

Tonya smiled at her. "Do you want to know the truth?"

"Yes, I do."

Tonya's expression became more sober. "Keish and I are just very excited. This is the first time the five of us have ever been together like this. You know what I mean, bathing and getting dressed as a group with Timmy. I think were both hoping that it won't be very long before it will be like this all the time. You understand, don't you?"

Kelly grinned at her. "Yes, I do understand." She turned to me. "Timmy honey I think this is an important moment. Do we have any chilled champagne?"

"Yes Ms. Mamister we do."

"Timmy come here."

I walked over to Kelly. She put her arm around my waist. "Timmy, check."

Tonya nodded. "Kel, that's a very good idea."

I smiled. "Kelly, what would you like?"

"A cold bottle of champagne and five glasses. I think all of us would like to take a toast to friendship."

I grinned at my wife. "I like this plan. I'll go get the champagne."

As I was leaving the bedroom Tonya called after me. "Timmy can I help you?"

I stopped and stared at her for a moment and then I said, "Yes Tonya, I'd like that very much."

When she heard that Keisha cried out, "Hey I wanna go."

Mandy looked at me. "Me too."

Kelly stood up. "Timmy I guess all of us are going to go along to help."

I laughed. "Nothing would make me happier."

As we left the bedroom Keisha pinched Mandy's butt. That was all it took, all hell broke loose. The entire trip to get the champagne was a free for all of tickling, giggling, pinching, slapping and fair amount of fondling. I loved it. I was with four beautiful naked women.

When we got back to the bedroom Tonya took control and restored order. Because she was the oldest she was regarded as the de facto leader of the group.

Once we were all quiet she proposed the toast. "To the five of us. May we always have this much fun."

We all murmured our agreement and then we clinked our glasses and drank. The champagne tasted wonderful. How could it not.

GH, our Timmy is a very lucky guy. I'd love to be able to trade places with him (I'm guessing many of your readers would agree).

Thank you for continuing this wonderful story.

TrF2

You beat me to it TRF2. I was just thinking the same thing. Just think what a good time these characters have in GH's mind though. They all do exactly what he tells them to ... What a world.

TrF2 and Peak

Thanks for the kind comments. I will admit that one of the main reamisters I write is to create characters that I would like to know.

It makes me happy and I think it makes other people happy too.

GH

I was just finishing my champagne when I happened to glance at the clock. It was 6:25. I turned to my wife. "Kelly, you'd better look at the time."

An expression of alarm crossed her face as she realized the implication of my statement. She looked at the clock "Damn! What were we thinking about, the boys are going to be here in five minutes."

She looked at Tonya. "Quick, we have to get Timmy dressed so he can answer the door."

Kelly's words were a relief to me. I'd been worried that she was going to make me answer the door naked.

Tonya nodded. "Yes, of course. What's he going to wear?"

Kelly turned to Mandy. "Mandy grab those packages on the bed."

As Mandy was getting the three packages I remembered a key detail. I held up my hand. "I have something important to say."

My wife looked at me. "All right babydoll, what is it? Just remember we're in a hurry."

I smiled. "This will only take a second. Uncheck!"

Kelly started laughing. She turned to Tonya. "That's one of the eleven million reamisters that I married him. He never forgets the important details."

"Kelly here are the bags."

"Thanks nymph, set them on the makeup table." Kelly picked up a small shiny black bag. "We'll need this first." I shuddered as she took out a pair of pink lace panties. To my utter horror I noticed that they were crotchless.

I blurted out, "I can't wear those."

Keisha giggled. "Of course you can dicklet. They'll look very cute on you. Pink really is your best color."

I looked at her. She was grinning from ear to ear.

Kelly shook her head. "Dicklet, I don't have time to argue with you. Put your panties on!"

I reluctantly took them from Tonya. I was moving very slowly.

My wife turned to Mandy. "Nymph fetch Tonya's whip. We need to get our little slaveboy moving."

I looked at Kelly in horror.

She shrugged. "One way or the other dicklet, you are going to wear them."

I knew when I was beaten. I stepped into the panties and pulled them up. As soon as I had them on Keisha walked over and gently pulled my penis and balls through the opening in the crotch.

Once she was done she kissed my cheek and said, "That's better, they really do look very cute on you."

Kelly opened another bag. To my great relief she pulled out a pair of shorts. They were pink, but they were shorts. She handed them to me. "I'm certain these will make you feel better dicklet."

I took them from Kelly and held them up. "These are girls shorts."

My wife nodded. "Yes they are. They don't make men's shorts in pink."

I looked at Kelly. "I can't wear these."

She shrugged. "Okay, you don't have to. The panties will be just fine."

I sighed. She had me trapped and she knew it. I stepped into the shorts and pulled them up.

There was a drawstring on the front. Keisha tied it into a large bow for me. "Kelly, these are just perfect. Where did you find them?"

"Stella's, it's a shop in the mall that specializes in casual clothes for teenage girls." She opened the third bag and took out a pale yellow tee shirt and handed it to me. "Dicklet, this will complete your outfit for tonight."

I took it from her. I was now resigned to being totally humiliated. As I arranged the shirt so that I could put it on I noticed that it was decorated. I held it up. The words "Little Darling" were written across the front in silver sequins.

I once again looked at my wife in horror. She stared at me for a moment and then she said, "Timmy honey, you're a masochist. You are going to be humiliated tonight. Relax and enjoy yourself. Now please put on the shirt. It's 6:30.

Kelly was of course correct. This was exactly what I'd wanted her to do, but sometimes fantasies look better in your imagination than they do in real life.

As I pulled on the shirt Mandy came over and kissed my cheek. "Don't worry Timmy, this is going to be the most exciting evening of your entire life. We all love you and we won't let anything bad happen to you."

Kelly smiled. "She's right Timmy."

And then the doorbell rang.