Courtesan

Stormy, asehpe, trf2 and c41

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Asehpe, you enjoy a little discourse. Of all my stories, this story is my strongest statement about morals and ethics.

GH

"Okay, so why did the party move into the library?"

"Martin, John and Wendell all loved to play craps, so they'd had a full sized craps table set up in the library and then they sent one of the business analysts to a school in Las Vegas so he could learn to be a croupier."

"When you play craps I thought you were playing against the house?"

"That's true."

"Doesn't that mean that when Wendell, John and Martin are playing, they're playing against themselves?"

"I guess it sort of does, but not really."

"I don't understand."

"JTandR is the house and Martin, John and Wendell are playing with their own money." Kelly shrugged. "Besides these are very wealthy men and they're not really playing for all that much money. Winning or losing is what's important to them."

"How much do they play for?"

"They bet in increments of three hundred dollars."

I smiled. "That's a lot of money to you and me, but I suppose it really isn't to them. Why three hundred dollars? That's an odd amount. Why not five hundred or two hundred?"

"Do you know how to play craps?"

"I sort of know what the game looks like, but I really don't know how to play it."

"Some night we'll find a craps game on the computer and I'll show you."

"Do you know how?"

"Of course I do." Kelly smiled. "Over the past several months I've spent many evenings watching my dates play craps in Las Vegas. I've also watched plenty of games at Evergreen and Eagle Lake."

"Have you ever played yourself?"

Kelly shook her head. "No, gambling doesn't do much for me." She giggled. "Sex is my vice, but I have rolled the dice a number of times."

"How could you do that?"

"In craps the dice get passed from player to player. When they got passed to my dates it was fairly common for them to ask me to roll for them. I guess a lot of guys get off on having a hot blond roll the dice for them at a craps table."

I smiled at my wife. "You've led an incredibly exciting life for the past year."

Kelly sighed, "I'm sorry Timmy."

I reached over and patted her thigh. "You don't have to apologize. Were past that." I paused for a moment and then I said, "But I am a little worried about something."

"What's that?"

"I'm afraid you're going to miss the life you were leading while you were working as a hostess."

My wife nodded. "Yes, I'm afraid I will too."

We were both quiet. After a moment I said, "Tell me about the rest of the party."

"At first Keisha, Mandy, Tonya and I just circulated among the men while they played craps. All four of us were wearing nothing but our garter belts, nylons stockings and high heels. We'd put our arms around the guys and rub up against them while they played. Occasionally a man would drop out of the game and ask one of us to take him to a privacy room and give him a blow job."

Kelly glanced over at me. "The champagne was flowing pretty freely and as the evening progressed the party got wilder and wilder. The men started fondling us while we stood next to them at the table. I was standing next to Everett when the dice were passed to him. He handed them to me. He fingered my pussy while I rolled for him. "

I laughed. "That must have made the game a little more exciting."

My wife shook her head. "Timmy it was crazy. I held the dice for several minutes. That's a good thing in craps. It generally means that everyone at the table is winning money. When I finally rolled a seven I handed the dice back to Everett. John was standing next to Everett, so he had to pass the dice to John. Keisha was standing with her arm around John at the time. John handed the dice to her, but she didn't roll them. She rubbed them in her pussy and handed them back to John and told him that she'd rather entertain him while he rolled the dice."

Kelly smiled at me. "Timmy she got down on her knees, took John's big cock out of his pants and started sucking him right in front of everybody."

"I'll bet that loosened up the party."

"It certainly did." Kelly giggled. "I wasn't about to let her out do me so I got down on my knees, took Everett's cock out of his pants and started sucking him."

"The privacy rooms probably didn't get much more use that night."

"No they sure didn't. After that, we all started giving the guys blow jobs while they were playing. As soon as we got a guy off we'd move on to the next guy." Kelly looked over at me and grinned. "I got to suck Wendell's cock. It was so much fun. He'd taken some Levitra before the party started so I was able to get him hard. He has a cute little cock. It's just a tiny bit bigger than yours. Timmy I love sucking a little cock. I can take it all the way into my mouth without having to put it down my throat. That makes it much easier for me to use my tongue while I'm sucking it."

She winked at me. "When we get home tonight I'll show you."

I chuckled. "I'd be very interested in a detailed demonstration."

My wife giggled. "I'll bet you would."

We both smiled at each other for a moment and then I asked, "How much longer did the party last? I mean these were older men. The four of you had to be wearing them out."

Kelly nodded. "The guys started getting tired around midnight. They were all staying at Eagle Lake that night, so they slipped off to bed one by one. John and Martin were the last ones to go to bed. It was about 1:00 when they finally went upstairs."

"It was after 3:00 when you got home. What did you do after the men went to bed?"

Kelly grinned at me. "The four of us had been doing a lot to get the guys off, but no one had been doing anything to get us off. Antoine was still there. After the men went to bed, the five of us had a little party of our own."

"Tell me about it."

"We went back to the parlor. There were still some embers burning in the fireplace, so we stoked it up with wood. Once we had the fire roaring again we started to play."

Kelly looked at me. "Have I told you that Mandy is really submissive?"

"I think so."

"Timmy she's even more submissive than you are." Kelly giggled. "After I start dating again I'd like to have a little dinner party with Keisha and Tonya. We'll each get a date and you and Mandy can be our servants."

My breath caught when I heard Kelly's idea.

She looked at me and laughed. "I guess that suggestion made your little pecker pop up."

I started blushing.

"Timmy, would you like to see me with another man?"

I nodded. "Yes, very much."

Kelly grinned. "Baby we're going to have so much fun."

I nodded in agreement and then I said, "Tell me what happened when you started to play. That little tidbit about Mandy being even more submissive than I am has piqued my curiosity."

"Perv!"

"That's already been established and I might point out that this is a classic case of the pot calling the kettle black."

My wife burst out laughing. "Yes it certainly is."

"So are you going to tell me about your little party or are you going to make me die of curiosity."

"All right. We took turns. Antoine is really quite amazing. He not only has a huge cock, he can fuck for a really long time." Kelly shook her head. "Timmy I mean a really really long time and he can cum without losing his erection. We had Antoine and Mandy lie side by side on their backs in front of the fire. Tonya straddled Antoine's hips and slipped that big cock of his into her cunt. At the same time I sat on his face. Antoine loves to eat pussy."

She glanced over at me. "It isn't because he's submissive, believe me he's not. I think it's because he's very sexual. He loves the taste of a woman's cunt."

I nodded. That made sense to me.

"So I'm sitting on Antoine's face while he's fucking Tonya. Next to us, Keisha straddled Mandy's face and made her start licking her asshole. Timmy, Keisha loves having her ass licked. She's always making Mandy do it to her." Kelly winked at me. "I think you might enjoy meeting each other."

I grinned at my wife. "Yes I think we might have a common interest."

Kelly laughed. "Oh yes, you most certainly do."

"What happened after that?"

"About every five minutes Keisha, Tonya and I rotated positions."

"So Mandy licked your asshole that night."

Kelly turned and looked at me. There was an expression of concern on her face. "Timmy, does that upset you? I'm sorry if it does."

I shook my head, "No I'm okay with that now. I was just asking because it excites me that she likes to lick your ass just as much as I do."

The expression of concern on Kelly's face shifted to one of relief. She thought about what I'd just told her and then she said, "You'd like to meet another sub wouldn't you Timmy."

"Yes, I think I would."

My wife nodded. "That makes sense. It certainly helped me to get to know Tonya, Keisha and Mandy." She giggled. "We're all sluts."

I laughed. "Mandy's really lucky, she gets to be in two groups." I looked at my wife. "Nobody did anything for her that night. I mean Antoine was getting to fuck the three of you and you were getting your pussies licked, but no one was getting Mandy off."

Kelly shrugged. "She's a sub. If she gets to cum it won't happen until the rest of us are all well satisfied. If you start playing with us, you'll be treated the same way."

I took a deep breath and quietly whispered, "I understand. I know my proper place and I accept the fact that my needs and desires are of little importance to my superiors, Their needs and desires are all that matter."

Kelly stared at me for a moment and then she smiled. "I think were going to have to organize a little dinner party in the very near future."

GH - I just stopped by hoping there would be something new on your story for me to read - and there was! Great as always, I'm lovin' these two. Thanks so much.

storm

Thanks Stormy

GH

We pulled up in front of the Goldenrod Supper Club. As the valet walked around to open Kelly's door I whispered to her, "Isn't this kind of extravagant? I think we should be parking the car ourselves?"

Kelly shook her head. "Not tonight, you're an associate tonight and associates always go first class."

I laughed. "I'm glad we're not flying to Paris tonight. We'd have to spend the rest of our lives trying to pay for it."

My wife winked at me. "If we ever find ourselves in dire need of money, I know a very lucrative business that I'm quite good at."

"Yes, but that line of work can also get you arrested."

Kelly patted my knee. "It would be your job as my pimp to keep me out of jail."

I stared at my wife in horror.

She laughed. "I'm just teasing you baby."

I sighed with relief.

She winked at me. "We both know that I'd have to get a huge black man who wears lots of bling to be my pimp." And then she clapped her hands together and started to giggle like a school girl.

The valet opened Kelly's car door and held it for her. "Good evening Ms. Mamister. Welcome to The Goldenrod."

Kelly stepped out of her car. I noticed that she'd left the keys in the ignition. "Good evening Jeff, how are you tonight?"

"I'm well Ms. Mamister, thank you for asking."

I got out of the car.

As Jeff was handing Kelly a claim ticket she said, "Jeff, this is my husband Tim Jamiemister."

Jeff looked at me for a moment and then he smiled. "It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Jamiemister. You're the envy of every man at The Goldenrod."

I wasn't quite sure how to respond to Jeff's comment, so I simply said, "It's a pleasure to meet you too Jeff."

He nodded to me and then he got into Kelly's Mercedes and drove it away.

I opened the front door to the restaurant, held it for my wife and then I followed her through.

The lighting inside the Goldenrod was quite subdued. There was a doorway to our right that led to a bustling cocktail lounge. It was filled with a number of what appeared to be affluent businessmen. There was a coat check on our left.

I whispered to Kelly, "Would you like me to check your wrap?"

She shook her head. "No thank you, it's a little chilly in here. I think I'll keep it around my shoulders right now."

There was a maitre 'd station straight ahead of us. A middle aged man dressed in a dark gray business suit was standing behind it. When he saw us he smiled. "Good evening Ms. Mamister. I was so pleased when I saw your name on this evenings reservation list. We've missed seeing you at the Goldenrod."

Kelly smiled. "Thank you John, it's very kind of you to say that. John, I would like you to meet my husband, Tim Jamiemister."

John bowed his head politely and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Jamiemister and I must say that you are a very lucky man to be married to a woman as kind and beautiful as Ms. Mamister."

Kelly blushed at his comment.

I nodded to him and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you too John and yes, I do consider myself to be a very lucky man."

Kelly laughed. "The two of you are certainly a pair of accomplished flatterers."

All three of us chuckled and then John picked up two menus and a wine list and led us to our table. He pulled Kelly's chair out and held if for her while she sat down. Once she was seated I sat down in the chair to her left. John placed the menus in front of us and set the wine list in the middle of the table and then he bowed and said, "Tonight your server will be Michael."

As soon as he was gone a bus boy appeared and poured a glass of water for each of us. A moment later a man in his early thirties dressed in a white shirt and tie approached our table.

"Good evening Ms. Mamister, how are you to night?"

"I'm very good Michael, how are you?"

"I'm fine thank you. It's nice to have you back with us."

"Thank you Michael, it's nice to be back."

"Can I get you something from the bar?"

Kelly smiled. "I'd like a vodka martini with a twist of lemon."

Michael nodded and looked at me. "Sir?"

"I'll have the same thing."

"Very good. I'll give you a moment to peruse the menu while I get your cocktails." Michael turned and left.

As soon as he was gone I looked at Kelly and said, "You're very well known here."

She shrugged. "They should know me, for the past three months I've been eating dinner here at least two nights a week."

"You've been living very well."

"Yes, being a hostess definitely has it's perks."

Oh that last part has got me drooling GH, the thought of reading about Timmy and Mandy serving together is very interesting.

As always GH thanks for the upload and looking forward to the next part.

Mark.

I kind of excited by the prospect of Timmy and Mandy serving together as well. we'll have to see where this goes/

thanks for the note

GH

Michael brought our cocktails. As soon as he'd set them in front of us he asked, "Are you ready to order?"

Kelly smiled at him and said, "Michael can you give us a little more time?"

"Of course, I'll check back in a few minutes."

My wife picked up her menu. As she opened it I had an idea that caused my tiny penis to twitch just a little bit. I didn't pick up my menu, instead I just watched Kelly.

After a moment she glanced at me and noticed that I wasn't looking at my menu. She set hers down and said, "Michael will be back in a moment. I think we'd better decide what we want to order for dinner."

I smiled at her. "I think it would be more appropriate if you to ordered for me."

Kelly stared at me for several seconds and then she asked, "Are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?"

"You are the dominant partner in our marriage. I don't see any reamister that I should be allowed to make any decisions on my own."

My wife took a deep breath. "Timmy that's one of the most exciting things you've ever said to me, but baby, tonight you're supposed to be my date."

I shrugged. "It's our game. I think we should be able to play by any rules we choose."

Kelly shook her head. "I don't know. This is supposed to be your night. Timmy I feel very guilty because I've done some things for other guys that I've never done for you and I want to try to make that up to you tonight. Baby I promised you a really hot strip tease and I also want you to fuck my ass tonight."

"We can still do all those things."

"I don't know, being dominant gets me very excited. Once I start it's hard for me to turn it off again."

I started chuckling.

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

"That may be one of the most exciting things you've ever said to me."

My wife's breath caught. "Oh my." She leaned forward and whispered, "Timmy I'm starting to get wet."

"If we don't get to all of those things you want to do tonight, it just means that we have to do them on another night."

"Timmy are you sure about this? It might be a little embarrassing for you."

"I'm hoping it will be."

Kelly giggled. "I'm glad I made you wear panties tonight. I almost decided not to do it, because you were going to be my date."

"I'm glad you did too. I'd rather be your pussy husband than your date."

"Timmy I wish I could make you get under the table and eat my pussy right now."

I grinned at Kelly. "I think that might get us thrown out of here and banned from ever returning. You seem to like this restaurant, so we'd better be just a little discreet."

She nodded. "You're right, but when we get home, you are going to give me some serious head."

"I can't wait."

Suddenly we both noticed Michael approaching our table.

Kelly whispered, "Are you sure?"

I nodded.

"Is a small steak okay?"

"Yes that would be great."

We were whispering and giggling like two small youngren planning to pull a prank on their older brother.

Michael looked at us. "Have you decided?"

Kelly nodded. "Yes, I'll start with a Caesar salad and then I'll have a small fillet and the garlic mashed potatoes."

"Very good. How would you like your steak prepared?"

"Medium rare will be fine."

"Would you like anchovies on your salad?"

"No thank you."

Michael looked at me. "Sir?"

"Michael, my husband will have the same thing; a Caesar salad and a small fillet with a side of the garlic mashed potatoes."

Michael looked puzzled for a moment and then he quickly collected himself and turned to Kelly. "Very good madam." He looked back at me. "How would you like your steak done sir?"

"My husband will also have his steak medium rare." There was a bit of an edge to Kelly's voice.

Michael picked it up and politely said, "Yes Madam. Would your husband care for anchovies on his salad?"

Kelly looked at me. "Timmy honey, would you like some anchovies tonight?'

I answered in a very submissive tone of voice. "Yes dear, that would be very nice."

Kelly turned to the waiter. "Michael you may put a few anchovies on his salad."

Michael bowed and said, "Will there be anything else Madam?"

"Yes, I'd like another vodka martini." Kelly glanced over at me. "Timmy, would you like another cocktail?"

"Yes please."

"My husband will also have another vodka martini. Oh and Michael we'd like a bottle of the Australian Syrah with our dinner."

"Yes madam, I'll put in your dinner order right away and then I'll bring your cocktails and open the bottle of wine."

Kelly smiled. "That will be fine Michael."

He turned and left. As soon as he was gone Kelly smiled at me and said, "OOOO that was fun."

Suddenly her expression became more serious. "Timmy is this just a game, or would you actually consider making it into lifestyle?"

I thought for a moment and then I answered. "I'm not sure. I'm certainly fascinated by the idea of making it a lifestyle, but I'm not certain what that would really mean. I'm sure that I'm not willing to surrender complete control over my life, but the idea of serving you is very appealing to me. Right now, we still have a couple of other issues left to resolve. Once we settle those questions and were back into a regular domestic routine, I think we should explore this question a little further."

My wife flashed me a mischievous smile. "That seems like a very good idea to me."

Continued excellence, gh. i finally got caught up and it's a joy looking forward to each new chapter. Your writing is like a fine wine, it seems to get better with age. lol. Well done. priss

Another great installment GH. Thank you so much for your hard work.

Priss and untrainedmale

Thanks for the comments. I appreciate them.

GH

Michael brought our second round of cocktails and opened up the bottle of syrah so that it could breath.

As soon as he was gone I said, "To some degree it already is a life style for us."

"What do you mean?"

"You're free to relax with other men, I'm not allowed to relax with other women."

"You got to lick Tonya's pussy this afternoon."

"All right, I'll qualify that. You get to relax with any man you choose. If I have sex with another woman it is only with your expressed permission."

Kelly giggled. "It seems like a pretty good system to me."

"Actually it does to me too, but right now, that's beside the point."

"Oh all right, go on."

"I already do most of the housework and we both like to joke about you being the husband and me being your wife. I suppose that a lot of twenty-first century women would take offense at the suggestion that being a wife is a submissive role, but I think when were joking about it were thinking about the traditional roles of dominant husband and submissive wife that were taken for granted in the past." I smiled, "That's why our little restaurant game is so much fun. In the past some husbands did make it a practice to order for their wives when they were dining out."

I thought for a moment and then I added, "I suppose the real question is, are we going to start using other terms to describe our positions in our marriage. Putting a name on something can often significantly affect it's character."

"Give me an example."

"Let's use this situation. It's very subtle when you call me your wife, but it becomes much less subtle if I become your servant, and what happens if we choose the word slave?"

Kelly's breath caught when she heard the word slave. She took a moment to think and then she quietly whispered, "Would you ever consider becoming my slave?"

"The idea excites you doesn't it?"

"Yes."

"It excites me too, but that's an issue that's going to require a great deal of discussion and we have some other issues to resolve first.

Kelly nodded. "Yes, you're right."

We both went back to eating our salads. Once we were both finished Kelly looked at me and said, "I believe that you have one more question to ask."

"Yes."

"Are you sure you want to ask it?"

"Absolutely, and in fact I want to phrase it even more directly than I did earlier. When we first started talking today, you told me that while you were working for JTandR you did some things that you were afraid would make me hate you if I found out about them. I hope that you now understand that I could never hate you and I don't believe that you have actually done anything that I would even consider to be wrong."

I smiled at my wife. "I also want to be sure that you are never again afraid to tell me about anything that you have done or are about to do. Tonight, at this table I want to end those concerns forever. I want you to tell me about the most outrageous thing you ever did while you were working for JTandR. The word outrageous was chosen carefully. You may shock me, but I do not believe that you are capable of doing something that would make me hate you. I love you Kelly, and I have faith in you and now I ask you to have faith in me. Please trust me, I will never stop loving you."

Kelly slowly nodded. "I do understand what you're trying to do and I think you're right. I need to do this. I don't want to live for the rest of my life being afraid that you're going to find about something I did in the past."

She took a deep breath. "All afternoon and evening this question has been in the back of my mind. I've been trying to decide which party I would tell you about. If you like, over time, I will tell you about all of them. I do not want to have any secrets from you ever again, but tonight I just need to tell you about one."

Kelly's voice was barely a whisper. "This party took place at Evergreen about two months ago. It was an overnight party. We were entertaining three middle aged men from New Jersey. They'd made a fortune buying and redeveloping condemned real estate in Manhattan. Martin and John were trying to persuade them to invest a very sizable sum of money in a corporate buyout they were trying to organize."

My wife smiled. "Martin pulled Tonya, Keisha, Mandy, Antoine and I together and told us that they needed us to put on a very hot night for these guys. He said that they had a thing for anal sex and S&M and they showed them pictures of us and I was the one that all three of them wanted."

Kelly shrugged. "I guess I was kind of flattered, but I was also a little scared. Tonya, Keisha, Mandy and Antoine all told me not to worry. All of them said that they would be there and they promised me that they wouldn't let anything bad happen to me."

She looked at me. "Timmy, all four of them were such good friends. I'm going to miss them so much." Kelly sighed. After a moment she said, "We flew down to South Carolina on a Wednesday morning. The party was going to be held that night. John, Martin and Wendell all went with us. We met the three guys on Wednesday afternoon. Timmy, all three of them were big burley dark haired guys. They looked like gangsters. Tonya was sure they were connected to the mob."

Kelly laughed. "We spent the rest of the afternoon laying around the pool. Tonya, Keisha, Mandy and I all took our bikini's off and sun bathed in the nude. They loved that. At the end of the afternoon I took them one at a time into one of the pool side cabana's and gave each of them a blow job." My wife giggled. "They were very appreciative."

I laughed. "I'll bet they were."

"Timmy, once you got to know them they were actually pretty sweet guys."

I nodded. "Looks can be very deceiving can't they."

"Yes they can."

"So what happened next?"

"We had a wonderful steak dinner. Timmy, the party I told you about earlier included a very fancy catered dinner, but the usual food at Eagle Lake and Evergreen is always excellent."

"That doesn't surprise me. John, Martin and Wendell seem to be very adept at entertaining their business associates."

Kelly smiled. "Yes, they certainly are."

"Tell me what happened after dinner."

"We moved into the parlor. Timmy, Eagle Lake and Evergreen are both old mansions and they have very similar layouts. Everyone including Tonya, Keisha and Antoine made themselves comfortable and then I did a strip tease for them."

"What happened to Mandy?"

"Timmy she's a sub. She had to kneel in the corner."

I looked at my wife. "If I went to one of these parties that's what would happen to me isn't it?"

Kelly nodded. "Yes. Once Martin and John realized that you were submissive they would never let you sit with the rest of us."

I looked at my wife. "You have no idea how much that idea excites me."

Kelly shook her head. "No Timmy, I really don't. Once in a while I can enjoy being submissive to a dominant man," She giggled. "Or a woman."

I laughed. I was still a little surprised and found it rather amusing that my wife was bisexual.

"But it's only a game to me and in fact it's a game that starts to bore me very quickly. Baby my preference is definitely to be a top. Being on my knees does not thrill me. I always want to be sitting in one of the chairs."

I smiled at her. "I think that it's a good thing that we found each other. I seem to be the ying to your yang."

Kelly giggled. "Yes you are and when we get home I'm going to make you lick both my ying and my yang."

We burst out laughing.

Michael brought our salads and poured a glass of wine for each of us. We were both hungry so after he left we focused on our food and ate in silence.

Once Kelly had finished about a third of her salad she looked up at me and said, "Maybe I do have a similar kink."

I stared at her. I was puzzled by her comment.

"You know, to your submissive masochism. Your desire to surrender power, serve me and subject yourself to pain and offense for my pleasure."

I shook my head. "Wow, it sounds really bad when you put it like that."

Kelly giggled. "Well it's not. It actually gets me pretty excited. I mean I don't have to understand it to enjoy it." She winked at me. "And believe me, I do enjoy it."

I grinned at her. "That little admission just made my tiny dicklet twitch."

My wife raised her eyebrows. "Dicklet? What a wonderfully descriptive word. I think that might just become one of my pet names for you." She thought for a moment and then she said, "Yes, it does have a very nice ring to it." She looked at me with a malicious smile. "What do you think Dicklet, do you like your new name."

I sighed in resignation. "Does it matter?"

"Not at all, in fact it almost makes it more fun if I know you don't like it."

I laughed. "You certainly do have a wicked streak."

Kelly grinned at me. "Yes, I do." She paused for a moment. "Timmy you do remember that if you really don't want me to call you Dicklet, you can always say check.

I nodded. "Yes, I do remember and I find it very reassuring that you were concerned enough to remind me."

"Baby, I do get a thrill out of humiliating you, but part of the thrill comes from knowing that you're enjoying it."

I nodded to Kelly and then I added, "I also remember that Tonya gave me another option."

"Another option?"

Yes, I was supposed to use it if I was actually getting a masochistic thrill out of the humiliating and demeaning way I was being treated. If I remember correctly I think I was supposed to say something like this; "Please Ms. Mamister, I beg you not to call me demeaning names like Dicklet, especially here in the restaurant where other people might over hear you."

Kelly stared at me for a moment and then she said, "Are you just reminding me about that option or are you choosing to make use of it?"

I stared into her eyes and repeated my statement. "Please Ms. Mamister, I beg you not to call me demeaning names like Dicklet, especially here in the restaurant where other people might over hear you."

Kelly took a deep breath and said, "This is certainly turning out to be a very exciting dinner." And then she smiled a very menacing smile and said, "Isn't it Dicklet."

I quietly answered, "Yes Ms. Mamister, it really is."

Very good dialog GH, and naughty too. Yin and Yang will now never be the same to me !

And Kelly so loves turning up the heat - as do you GH! That was a fun read, I can tell you're really enjoying this again. Thanks, and I'm happy for you.

I like Timmy's submissive side coming back, it's a nice twist in the road to being a cuckold.

Keep up the good work and enjoy the ride!
Cuck who loves a creampie.

Love it GH, i like the way the Timmy is being given a kind of control while the illusion of having no control continues. At least until the couple are completely reconciled and then the situation may change??????

Thanks for the update and once again looking forward to the next part.

Mark.

Peak, Stormy, cuckold40ne and droppinby

Thanks for the comments. I appreciate them.

GH

Michael brought our steaks. The salads had taken the edge off of our appetites, but we were both still hungry. For a few minutes we focused our attention on our dinners. Kelly had done an excellent job of ordering. My steak was tender and perfectly prepared and the garlic mashed potatoes were outstanding.

After consuming about a third of my steak and potatoes I set my fork down and smiled at my wife. "You told me that you had a kink that might help you understand the thrill I get from being a submissive masochist."

Kelly set her fork down, took a sip of wine and nodded. "Yes, I enjoy it when a very powerful man makes me act like a slut."

"Isn't that a form of offense?"

"I don't think so. To me if feels more like he's pushing me to overcome my inhibitions so I can explore the full depths of my sexual desires."

"Give me an example.

My wife thought for a moment and then she said, "Sometimes Martin used to make me act like his little slut. He even liked to call me his little blond slut."

"Did you enjoy it when he did that?"

Yes, very much. It made me feel wicked and shameless ." Kelly smiled. "Sometimes he'd have me take off all my clothes and sit on this big leather chair in front of his desk. I'd masturbate for him while he talked to business clients on the telephone."

Kelly stared at me. I think she was trying to gauge my reaction to what she'd just told me. I tried very hard not to appear shocked. In a very matter of fact voice I said, "Did you enjoy doing that?"

"Oh yes."

I'll bet it appealed to the exhibitionist in you."

"Yes it did, but it's much more than that. I get a thrill out of doing things that make me feel dirty and nasty just like you get a thrill out of pain and offense. I don't think either of us can explain why these things excite us, but I don't think that actually matters. It should be enough to simply say that they do excite us."

I smiled at my wife, "I agree, but sometimes I still feel ashamed about being a submissive masochist."

She nodded. "And sometimes I feel ashamed about being a slut."

I sighed. "We are the products of our culture and our culture condemns us for our behavior"

"People are eager to condemn both of us because we want to choose life styles that are contrary to what they consider to be an appropriate and moral way to live."

"When you say, people, are you really referring to your sisters and lady."

Kelly sighed. "Yes, I suppose that I am, but I think it goes further than that. Their attitudes simply reflect the uptight moral standards of our entire community. I don't see anything wrong with being a slut. So what if I used to masturbate for Martin while he was talking on the telephone. We both got a kick out of it. Why should anybody care?"

I nodded.

"And why should anyone care if you get a thrill from serving me a glass of wine, kissing my feet or hearing me call you demeaning names?" Kelly shrugged. "Just because I don't find that exciting, doesn't mean I have the right to condemn you because you enjoy it."

I smiled at Kelly. "I agree, our behavior doesn't affect anyone else's life. If I choose to allow you to lovingly humiliate me and inflict harmless pain on me, or if I reject the normal role of a male in our society and instead elect to live as a submissive husband to my dominant wife, that really isn't anyone else's business. "

Kelly smiled back at me. "If I choose to take advantage of my dominant position and openly in engage in uninhibited sexual behavior with other men, society will brand me as a slut or a harlot. The question is, does society have the right to do that?"

" A harlot? I like that." I grinned at my wife. "I'm married to a harlot."

Kelly giggled. "And I'm married to a pussy wimp."

"All right harlot, how about telling me some more about the party with the three land developers from New Jersey. I think you guys had just finished having dinner."

My wife winked at me. "Yes little Dicklet, I would love to tell you more of the story about your naughty slut wife and the three big studs from New Jersey."

I laughed. "Naughty slut wife stories are my favorites."

"Then you're going to love the rest of this story because your wife gets very very naughty."

I took a deep breath and then I quietly said, "Please tell me."

Suddenly Kelly started to smile at me, but this wasn't a warm caring smile, this was more of a menacing, malevolent smile. "Dicklet, are you sure? This is a story about rough tough men and the way they play with women like me. It might be kind of upsetting for a sweet little sissyboy like you. I wouldn't want to tell you a story that might make you have naughty dreams tonight."

I immediately realized what Kelly was doing and I answered in my most submissive tone of voice. "Please, Ms. Mamister, if you tell me the story, I promise I'll do anything you want when we get home tonight."

My wife raised her eyebrows. "Really? Anything?"

"Yes, anything."

"You licked Tonya's ass this afternoon, but it's been a long time since you licked my ass. It's feeling very neglected right now. If I tell you my naughty story, you have to promise that when we get home tonight you'll strip down to your panties, get on your hands and knees and crawl across the room like a good little puppy dog so you can lick my asshole."

I grinned at Kelly. "You're getting very creative."

"You know how I just told you that the thrill I get out of acting like a dirty nasty slut helps me understand the enjoyment you get from being a submissive masochistic wimp?"

"Yes."

"Well that isn't the only reamister I can understand your masochism." My wife smiled at me. "I also happen to love dominating you, and I am discovering that I have a very wicked sadistic streak. Tormenting you and humiliating you gets me very wet."

I laughed. "You are a perv."

"So are you."

"Isn't it wonderful."

"Oh god yes."

"Are you going to tell me the rest of the story?"

"Are you sure you can handle it pussyboy?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

"All right, After we finished dinner we moved into the parlor and I did a little strip tease dance for everyone. Timmy, men are so goofy. These guys had spent the two hours before dinner staring at me while I paraded around the pool stark naked, but it didn't seem to matter. When I started stripping all three of them kept their eyes glued on me like they were school boys seeing a woman take her clothes off for the very first time."

"You do happen to have a very gorgeous body."

Kelly smiled at me. "You're sweet."

"Well I may be sweet, but in fact I'm also telling the truth. You do have an absolutely stunning figure."

"Apparently the guys from New Jersey agreed with you. When I pulled my panties down they couldn't take their eyes off of my pussy."

I laughed. 'I'm married to you. I've had an up close and permisteral relationship with your pussy for almost four years now and when you're walking around the house naked, I still can't stop staring at it."

"You're a perv, you're just obsessed with female genitalia."

"That is true, but you do have a particularly attractive pussy."

"I'm sorry baby, but now you're going too far. A pussy is just a pussy."

"Kelly honey, that is not true and you happen to have been blessed with what some men consider to be the Cadillac of pussies."

"What do you mean?"

"Sweetheart you have what is known as a camel toe."

"That sounds rather crude."

"I'm sorry, it's not meant to be."

"All right then, enlighten me. What is a camel toe?"

I laughed. "You mean I know something about sex that you don't know?"

Kelly rolled her eyes. "Only in the juvenile world of school boy sex terms."

"Okay, I deserved that."

"I'm waiting, what is a camel toe?"

"It means that the cleft of your pussy extends further up your pelvis than most women's does."

"Are you saying I have a big cunt?"

"No, I'm saying you have a long cunt."

"And men find that attractive?"

"Some men find it to be magictic."

"Are you one of those men?"

I took a deep breath. "Oh yes and I'm guessing that the guys from New Jersey were too."

My wife smiled. It was clear that she was pleased by this new discovery. She looked at me. "I do have a long cunt. In boy terms I guess that makes me well endowed."

"For girls, I think that may actually have more to do with the size of your clit."

"But I do have a big clit."

"Yes you do."

"So I guess I am well endowed."

I laughed. "Yes, I guess you are."

Kelly leered at me. "I have a big clit and a camel toe and you have a little dicklet and tiny balls. Do you think that might be part of the reamister that I sit in the chair, while you kneel at my feet?"

I didn't actually think that my wife's logic would stand up to even a perfunctory analysis, but as a submissive masochist I got a little thrill out of the spirit of her assertion, so I quietly said, "Yes Ms. Mamister I believe that you are probably correct."

Now that's hitting the nail on the head. Amen to that!!
Very good point made there GH.
Cuck who loves a creampie.

I finally managed to get caught up on the story GH. Work and permisteral issues have really limited my time for reading these days.

These last few segments have been some of your best ever. I'm glad that you're enjoying writing again, it's quite evident.

Thank you for all your time and effort, love the story.

TrF2

cuckold4one

Thanks, when you post outside this site, you learn very quickly that there are many people who are more than willing to condemn us and I believe that most of them are insecure, hypocritical lady fuckers.

Thank for the comment.

GH

Trf2

As always, thank you for your support and tonight I am off to warmer climates for golf and relaxation. I wish you could join me.

GH

"All right, You took your panties off and the guys from New Jersey were all staring at your gorgeous pussy."

"You mean my perfect camel toe pussy."

"Yes, your perfect camel toe pussy. I laughed. "My comment seems to have gone to your head."

"Oh yes it certainly has, and I think that was a good thing."

I was beginning to wonder if I was married to Gracie Allen. I cautiously asked, "Why do you say that?"

"It helps justify my penchant for having sex with a variety of different men."

"Would you care to elaborate on that?"

"Of course I would. I was actually hoping you would ask."

I shook my head. I was afraid that was going to be my wife's response.

"You see Timmy, I already knew that I had *******er boobs. Everyone's been telling me that since I was fifteen." My wife shrugged. "And ever since I was a little girl men of all ages have loved my naturally blond hair. Timmy by the time I was a teenager every boy I knew wanted to have sex with me. Now I find out that I not only have the hair and the boobs of a sex goddess I also have a perfect pussy."

She giggled. "Timmy you have to admit that it really would be an affront to nature if I didn't share my body with as many men as I possibly could."

I started to laugh."

Kelly shook her head and said, "I'm not done yet."

"Please go on."

My wife stared at me. "Dicklet, I'm not sure that your taking my explanation seriously."

"I'm not sure you are either."

She winked at me. "The problem is, you're not absolutely certain that I'm not and that scares you."

Suddenly my mood became much more serious. I looked at Kelly and said, "I do know that you're kidding. I know you much too well. You're not a narcissistic permister. Nonetheless I think you may have inadvertently touched on an issue that should be a concern for us."

"What's that?"

"You used to talk about it when we were still in college. Kelly, you are gorgeous. You have beautiful blond hair, the face of an angel and deep blue eyes that are capable of mesmerizing any man who happens to gaze into them."

Kelly started to giggle, but she stopped herself and in a tone of mock seriousness said, "Please go on."

I chuckled. Despite my attempt at being serious, we were both having fun with this. "You do have an incredible body." I stared at the cleavage pouring out of the top of my wife's low cut dress and said, "Your large breasts stir the soul of every healthy adult male who sees them and as I pointed out a moment ago, you have a perfect pussy."

"What about my ass? You didn't mention it. Does that mean it's mediocre?" Kelly could barely contain her laughter.

"No I intend to tell you about that tonight after we get home. My plan is to deliver a stirring oration about the beauty of your glorious back side while I'm licking your asshole."

Kelly started to giggle again. "I want to say it, but I can't. It's too stupid."

"Go ahead, if you don't I will."

She shook her head and said, "Okay buddy boy, here it comes. I guess that will make your speech an tongue in cheek monologue."

We both burst out laughing.

After a moment I reached out and took my wife's hand. "I still think you touched on a serious issue."

"Okay, what is it?"

"You're not only beautiful, you're also a very bright, well educated and quick witted woman."

"You're not exactly bursting the inflated balloon of my ego."

I ignored her comment and continued. "Kelly I don't want to see that part of you get overshadowed by your beauty and your raw sexuality."

"And my camel toe pussy."

I shook my head. "Yes and your camel toe pussy."

Kelly grabbed my hand. "I'm sorry Timmy, I really was listening to what you said. When I was working for JTandR I actually spent a great deal of time thinking about that. I had a wonderful job. It paid me a very generous salary. I loved the adventure, excitement and of course the sex. The people I worked with were also all wonderful. I made some very close friends there." She chuckled. "Of course there was this one huge problem. It was destroying my marriage, but I just kept pushing that issue to the back of my mind because I didn't know what to do about it."

She smiled at me. I nodded.

"Timmy the job did give me quite a bit of free time, and before last week I was actually thinking about starting to write again."

I looked at her. "Really?"

"Yes, I wanted to try writing a novel just like you." She sighed, "But now that I don't work there anymore, I'll probably end up having to find a job that won't give me the time to write."

"I have two jobs now, maybe you could just find a part time job."

"Timmy one of your jobs is editing advertising copy for a neighborhood shopping flyer and your other job is working as part time cashier at a convenience store. Honey, I love you and you're a wonderful man, but you don't earn enough money to make our house payment." Kelly smiled at me. "Baby, I want to have enough money so both of us can buy nice things, I want to be able to afford to go out to dinner at restaurants like this one and I want to travel. I want to see the world. Baby I don't want to be poor."

"I could try to find a better job."

"But sweetie, then you won't have any time to write either."

I sighed. "You really did have the perfect job didn't you?"

"Yes I did."

Kelly stared at me for a moment and then she said, "Timmy would you consider letting me go back to my old job? You know all about it now, so I wouldn't have to lie to you anymore."

She giggled. "It could be like it was in college. When I get home from a night out or a trip I can tell you all about the wonderful sex I had while you eat my pussy."

I smiled. "That's a very tempting thought. Why don't you finish telling me about the party with the guys from New Jersey, and then we have one more issue to discuss. After that, we can talk about you're going back to JTandR."

Kelly's face lit up. "Really Timmy? Will you actually consider it?"

"Yes, I'll actually consider it."

Kelly leaned forward. "All right, here's the rest of the story about the guys from New Jersey."

"As soon as I was done doing my strip Martin stood up and invited everyone to move into the sex room." Kelly looked at me. "You remember don't you? That's the room they have set up for sex shows. There's a bed in the middle of the room and it's surrounded by comfortable chairs."

"Yes I remember. Mandy's going to deep throat Antoine's cock in the sex room at Eagle Lake tonight."

"That's right. There's a similar room at Evergreen."

"You mentioned that earlier."

"Did I? Good. As soon as all the men were seated in the sex room I lay down on the bed and started to masturbate for them."

Kelly paused and looked at me. I think she was trying to gauge my reaction to what she'd just told me. I'd made a commitment to myself that know matter how shocking this story might become I was going to try to remain as casual as possible, so just nodded to my wife. That seemed to relax her a little.

She smiled and said, "While I was masturbating Tonya came into the room. She was now completely naked and she was carrying a butt plug. Timmy do you know what that is?"

"Yes I've seen them in porn movies."

"Tonya got on the bed next to me and we started making out. Needless to say, the guys from New Jersey watched that in absolute silence."

I chuckled. "I imagine they did. I saw you and Tonya naked and kissing this afternoon. It was a sight that certainly held my attention."

Kelly smiled at me. "Baby, I can't wait to see the expression on your face when you finally get to watch me when I'm with a guy. I'm going to stare right into your eyes while I'm sucking his cock."

I took a deep breath. "Do you really think that might happen."

"At my very first opportunity. I'm sure that both Antoine and Chris Kendricks would be willing to let you watch while they fucked me."

"At the same time?"

Kelly laughed. "Well they'd probably enjoy doing that too, but for your first time watching, I think it it would probably be wiser if I just get one of them."

I nodded. "That might be an easier way to start."

My wife smiled at me and then she continued with her story. "While Tonya and I were making out I heard the guys gasp. I looked up and saw Keisha coming into the room with Mandy. They were both naked. Mandy was crawling on her hands and knees wearing a dog collar around her neck. Keisha was leading her on a leash that was attached to the dog collar."

My breath caught.

Kelly noticed. The corners of her mouth formed a very wicked smile and she said, "Would you like me to bring you to a sex party and lead you around on a collar and leash all night?" She laughed. "Of course I'd have to let go of the leash while my date was fucking me."

I just stared at my wife for a moment. I was too flustered to speak.

She winked at me. "Would you like that Timmy?"

I took a deep breath and quietly answered, "Yes."

"I thought you might. Mandy loves it and you're every bit as submissive as she is."

Kelly grinned for a moment and then she said, "Keisha led Mandy over to me and told her to get up on the bed and start licking my pussy. Timmy, it was so hot. Tonya and I were still making out. All the guys were watching and then Mandy started eating my cunt."

"Did you cum?"

"Oh yes, and that made the scene even hotter."

My wife took a sip of wine and then she said, "Suddenly Tonya stopped kissing me. She sat up on the bed and handed the butt plug to Keisha. Keisha grabbed Mandy's leash and pulled her face away from my cunt. Keisha pushed the butt plug into Mandy's mouth and told her to get it nice and wet."

Kelly took another sip of wine and set her glass down. “Tonya pulled me up and started rolling me over onto my stomach. While she was doing it I noticed that the three guys from New Jersey had their cocks out. Baby all three of them were masturbating while they watched us."

"They were pretty kinky guys."

She nodded. "Yes they were. Once I was on my stomach I got up on my hands and knees. I got an extra little thrill from knowing that all three of those guys now had a very good view of both my cunt and my ass."

"I'll bet you felt really slutty at that moment."

"Yes I did."

"That made you even more excited, didn't it?"

"Yes."

"What happened next?"

"Keisha took the butt plug out of Mandy's mouth and told her to lick my asshole and get it nice and wet. Timmy, Mandy is almost as good at licking my ass as you are. It felt so nice. At the same time Tonya reached between my legs and started massaging my cunt."

"So let me see if I have this right. You're on the bed naked. Mandy is licking your asshole and Tonya is playing with your clit."

"That's right.'

"And while this is going on, the guys from New Jersey have their cocks out and they're masturbating." I laughed. "This is a pretty hot scene."

"It gets hotter."

"Tell me."

"As soon as my asshole was nice and wet Keisha pulled Mandy's face out of my rear and pushed the butt plug back into her mouth. Once it was nice and wet she took it back out of Mandy's mouth and pushed it into my ass."

"How did that feel?"

"It felt good. Martin and John both loved to fuck my ass, so by that time I was fairly used to taking a cock back there. I knew how to relax those muscles, so the butt plug went in very easily."

I shook my head. "I'd think it would feel very strange to have something back there."

Kelly shrugged. "It does at first, but you get used to it pretty quickly." She smiled. "And then it feels really good."

"Better than a cock in your pussy?"

"Keisha and Mandy both thinks so, but I don't. Nothing feels as good as a cock in my pussy; but taking a cock in my ass feels different and sometimes it's fun to do things that feel different."

Kelly chuckled. "Mandy has a little pussy. She says it's actually more comfortable for her to take a big cock in her ass than in her cunt. Timmy I can't wait to see you fucking Mandy. She'll love your little cock."

"But I'll cum right away."

"No, we'll get you off a couple of times first and then you'll be able to last for a longer time."

"Won't you get jealous if you see me fucking Mandy?"

Kelly shook her head. "No baby, Mandy's my friend. Seeing the two of you having fun together would make me very happy."

Suddenly her expression became very serious. "But don't you dare fuck some woman without my permission. That would get me very angry. In this marriage I'm the only one who gets to freely play around."

I smiled at Kelly. "You don't have to worry about that."

She nodded. "I know."

"What happened after Keisha put the butt plug in your ass?"

"Keisha, Tonya and Mandy all left."

"They left?"

"Yes, and as soon as they were gone Antoine came into the room. He was completely naked and he had an erection."

"I'll bet that got everyone's attention."

Kelly laughed. "It always does."

"So what did Antoine do?"

"He walked over to me and stood by the edge of the bed so I could suck his huge cock. I was still on my hands and knees. I sucked his cock for about a minute and then he got on the bed behind me, pulled the butt plug out of me and very slowly pushed his big cock into my ass."

"Did you take all of him?"

"Of course I did. The butt plug helped get me ready and Antoine's cock isn't all that thick, it's just really long. I can take his whole cock pretty easily."

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Of course I did, but he only fucked me for about a minute. Then Martin stood up and tapped his shoulder. He told him that it was now time to give our guests a turn. Antoine pulled his cock out of my ass. While he was leaving the three guys from New Jersey took off their clothes. After Antoine was gone Mandy came back into the room and Martin, John and Wendell all left."

"Why did Mandy come back into the room?"

"She kneeled beside the bed and acted like a slave, but her real purpose was to make sure the guys from New Jersey behaved like gentlemen."

I laughed. "You mean while they were fucking you in the ass."

"Yes, while they were fucking me in the ass. Timmy that was fine, that was what they were supposed to do. Mandy was there to make sure they didn't take that opportunity to get rough with me."

"What would she have done if they had?

"Everyone was right across the hall in the parlor. She would have gone for help. Antoine, Keisha and Tonya would have been there in a flash and Martin, John and Wendell would have been right behind them. The party would have ended immediately."

"Did anything bad happen?"

"No. the guys were actually very gentle. They each took a turn fucking my ass. All three of them pulled out just before they came. They ejaculated on my butt. After each of them was done cumming, Mandy licked his semen off of my bottom and the next guy took his turn. It was fun. We all enjoyed it."

Kelly smiled at me. “After they each had a turn they got dressed and we all went back to the parlor. We had a glass of champagne together and then they left and went back to their hotel room. The next day Wendell told me that they committed a huge sum of money to our project. Timmy I was paid a very nice bonus for my efforts that night."

Happy Thanksgiving everyone! For those of you who don't celebrate Thanksgiving (the rest of the world) may your Thursday and every other day be filled with peace and love.

I'll be back with another post after the Holiday.

Thank you for all your support and putting up with my incessant whining.

Goodhusband

looking forward to it
joguy

Thank you GH and a Happy Thanksgiving to you!

Meijer

You and me both, Buddy. Warm sounds very nice. Have a great time.

TrF2

GH,
Just feeling a bit geeky today. Harvest festivals are celebrated all over the world. All across Europe, in pagan times, celebrations were held in various ways. They were then adopted (like Easter and Christmas also were) by the Romans when they created their new religion at Nicea in 325AD. The USA festival (Thanksgiving) is probably a version of the then Dutch one that was brought across. I think you put the Turkeys in all by yourselves though.

ps I still love the story too. I'm glad you are getting what you want out of it too. If you aren't, there is nothing we can do to help and if you are, there is nothing we can say (or not say) that should affect that. But you know that. So glad to see you back.

Excellent GH, thoroughly enjoyable. I'm thrilled (and impressed!) to find so much new on your story to read, but "tongue in cheek"?? That's just awful! But dang funny! You caught me totally off guard and had me laughing out loud.
Really enjoying the way the relationship is opening up and developing, very nicely done.
Hope you have a great Thanksgiving.

Good thanksgiving to you, GH -- from someone who always thought it was a funny holiday (I'm a foreigner...).

I like to see the way Timmy and Kelly are being open with each other and try to accept each other's kinks. I have myself often wondered where cuckold desires come from, and if they are (or aren't) ultimately something bad -- something that can lead to self-destruction, real loss of self-respect, etc. And even when it is played well, with trust and respect... the implicit paradox in it, and in all masochism -- it has to 'look bad' in order to feel good -- is, intellectually speaking, a little distressing. I, for one, would like to understand better where it comes from and how it develops -- just to be sure that, unlike smoking, it isn't necessarily harmful. (I feel it isn't -- but I would like to know why it isn't. Cuckold/masochistic desires are mysterious in a way that sadistic desires -- the eroticization of the 'will for power' as Nietzsche would put it -- aren't.)

I am glad Kelly and Timmy are so happy because of -- and aware of -- the fact that they complement each other so well. (Earlier on, when Kelly told Tonya that she -- Tonya -- could be someone for Timmy to rely on in case she -- Kelly -- got to 'absorbed' in other stuff and started neglecting Timmy, I felt a little afraid about what this might mean in the long run...)

GH, you said you sent me a PM -- I never got one before, so I don't know how to access it. Is it somewhere on this site?