cuckolding gone wrong

“What, do you have all the law in your pocket up here?”

“No not really, they are just good friends and I’m a model citizen. I NEVER speed around here.”

That caused Greg to chuckle. “I bet you set me up with that speed trap just to improve the local “revenue situation”.

“I did NOT, he’s there every weekend. He knows with that long downhill stretch, it’s very hard to stay at 45 miles.” When I come that way I downshift, let the engine break.”

“No I contribute to the elections what the law allows, make annual contribution to the library, help sponsor some activities like “Old Farm Day”, stuff like that. Add a couple of bottles of 18 year scotch and all is good.”

That evening we cooked our steaks and had a really great dinner out on the deck with good conversation between old friends. M never came up. It was better that way. I really didn’t want to hear what happened after I left.

Later I invited the Coopers and we played poker until close to midnight when they left. Greg actually got some of his money back that I won from him during our golf games.

I slept great and Greg claimed the same when we got up fairly early, had a good breakfast and headed off to the Justice Complex to find out what would happen to my wife.

We sat in a small conference room in the Sheriff’s office watching a TV monitor.

There was Clarence Cooper in this going to church clothes and Alice sat in the spectator section of the court room. The Sheriff filled in for the prosecutor and clerk since both were out of town for the weekend.

A deputy brought Monique in. Damn, she could even make an orange primister jumpsuit look good.

All stood up as Judge Parker entered the room.

“Be seated”

The Sheriff stated since no court reporter was available, the proceedings would be taped, pointing at a recorder on the desk, then read the charges:
Violation of a restraining order
Trespassing,
Disorderly conduct and the biggy
Resisting arrest.

“How do you plead?”

“Guilty to all but the trespassing charge your honor”

It looked like Clarence had done his job well and prepped Monique really good.

“Oh, why not the trespassing charge?”

“Your honor, I was under the impression that my husband had changed the deed to joint ownership which would give me the right to enter.”

“Hmm, I see. Well it’s a minor thing and I’ll accept your explanation. Charge of trespassing is dismissed.”

“Now to the other more serious charges. Let just say that I’m very disappointed in your behavior, especially your resisting arrest. I’ve viewed the video from the police cruisers and have to compliment the Sheriff for the training his officers have received. They acted with extreme restraint.”

“So young Lady, here is what is going to happen.
On the charge of violating the restraining order a fine of 500 Dollars
On the charge of disorderly conduct a fine of 500 Dollars.
On the charge of resisting arrest six months jail.”

A gasp from Monique and stricken look at Clarence. He put a restraining hand on her arm as the judge continued.

“You will spend another night as our guest. The rest of the sentence is suspended under the following conditions:”

“You will for the next 12 months refrain from entering Sussex County. By that I mean. You will be free to travel the federal and state highways that go through our county but you will and I repeat will NOT set foot or tire on ANY county road for the period of 12 months from today. View it as an extended restraining order. Should you be found on any county road or property of any county resident, you will be arrested and you will serve the full six month minus the three days served.”

“Are we clear on that?”

Counselor please make sure your client understands that we are very serious about this.”

“ Now if you do not run afoul of this “restraining order”, after 12 months, your arrest record will be expunged. It will be like it never happened. You may want to send a thank you note to your husband, he pleaded for leniency.”

“Court adjourned”.

Greg and I looked at each other. Damn, that was just too great. Twelve full months of peace and quiet up here. I’m going to send the judge two bottles. This was priceless. The look on her face when he said six month jail.

“Is this legal?”

“I doubt it, but I also doubt that she will challenge the ruling. I’m sure that Clarence will make it quite clear to her that it would not be in her best interest to make waves.”

“So you really do have law enpowerment in your pocket. How about fixing my speeding ticket?”

“In your dreams buddy, in your dreams. I’m not going to spoil my relationship for something I clearly warned you about.”

We said our thanks to the Sheriff as we made our way out. He had big grin on his face.

“That was fun. I wonder who put that bug with staying off county roads into his head?”

“Don’t look at me, I was just as surprised as you were. Say, got anything special going on in the morning? The Judge and I are playing golf in the morning. Haven’t heard yet what time but I would love to have you join us.

“Not sure, I guess depends on what happens for the rest of the day and overnight. I’ll check with the judge regarding the time and if I can make, I’ll be there. But don’t wait for me.”

“Fair enough, hope you can make it.”

With that Greg and I left and headed home. We had an early lunch and he decided to drive home and I got the boat ready for the Sunday races.

Not much else happened that Sunday except that I was invited by Alice for dinner. I wound up cooking it in the same slave outfit that I had worn when both Monique and I were over there for a night of “fun and games”

Alice was in HER glory with having two slaves serving her all evening long. I guess it was around eleven when she told me.

“Kneel in front of me petey and go ahead, jerk off and cum on My feet. You have my permission to lick them clean when you’re done. No on second thought,' with a wicket gleam in her eyes, 'make sure you get your sperm over both of My feet. My slave boy needs to do some cleaning too.”

As soon as we had cleaned Her feet and put Her shoes back on, Alice got up, grabbed Clarence by the hairs and started to drag him off to the bedroom.

“Let yourself out petey after getting dressed. We’ll talk tomorrow after we’ve sprung Monique from jail.

Alice must have sensed something, I don’t know, but the games tonight took the “edge” off. I was content after having been put into a bit of subspace. I really had a great time.


But I left their place with all sorts of crazy emotions going through my head. On one hand I was sad and torn that Monique had not been part of it. On the other, I knew that it never really would work again after that breach of trust she committed.

Timmy
Thankyou for your wounderful story. I have enjoyed it very much! Keep up the good work . Waiting on the edge on my chair to hear more. Joe

Thanks blazer. Here is some more
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I can survive this with the help of my friends. I’ll be OK. Sure I hurt and felt betrayed and have a broken heart but I don’t think it’s fatal. I’ll see what the future brings.

Clarence had told me that the Judge had booked a tee time for 8:10. I was at the club house by seven with the intend of having breakfast there when the Judge and Sheriff walked in with the same idea. Since it is a buffet, things went pretty fast and we went out to the range to warm up a bit.

Mondays are not very busy up here and we got off to a timely start. Had a really good time with lots of kidding, some side bets on long puts. One of them I like to think that I missed it on purpose but will really never know.
We just finished the first nine when the Sheriff got a call about a big accident on the four lane highway cutting through the county and had to leave.

“I hope that those three nights in jail drove some sense into your wife’s head. That was a foolish stunt to come up here and then resist arrest. Of course, I’m sure you’ve figured out that there really never was or will be a record of her arrest. But don’t ever tell her.”

“Don’t worry Judge, in the words of the “immortal Sergeant Schulz” – “I know nossing”

Finishing our round, I invited the Judge to lunch but he said he had to get back to the court house.

So I went home, I cancelled the reservation for the room in town. I had decided the stay all week. The coming weekend was labor day and there really was no reamister to go back to the city. It would just increase chances that I would run into Monique.

I checked several online mattress centers and one was able to deliver two complete sets by Friday morning. I went ahead and ordered them as well as pillows, some more blankets and sheets. Somehow I doubted they would bet used that weekend but I needed them sooner or later anyway.

Tuesday night I got an e-mail from Greg telling me that Monique had called him and apologized for her behavior that fateful Wednesday night. Nothing was said about her being in jail or such. She didn’t even asked if he had talked to me. Just an apology and not much else.

I finally got around to opening some of the e-mails I had gotten from her. I was right in ignoring them. All of them were some form of ranting and raving escalating into threats. The interesting part was, there was nothing after she had been served with the divorce papers. I guess she just got into her car and came up here. I chuckled to myself – Jamemister must have been on break or I’m sure she would have gotten a ticket on top of all her other troubles.

Michelle faxed me the paper work regarding my claiming my “inheritance” but said that there was no need to send it back. I could sign it when they got up here. She also sent me a copy of a letter she had sent to the company advising them of the claim and that formal paperwork asking for payment would follow.

I wondered how that would sit with M.

Friday afternoon the sexy duo rolled in. There were lots of hugs and kisses, chaste but still sweet.

“WOW some “dump” was their comment as I showed them around. When they saw the mattresses in the guest rooms they both giggled.

“Hey big boy are you afraid of us to little girls? Getting those mattresses?

I stuttered a bit blushing… “No but I just…

“Never mind Pete it's very sweet of you, we’ll use one of them as a dressing room. Why don’t you fetch our stuff from our car and bring it down here. I feel overdressed.”

They both were wearing short shorts and tee shirts and it was obvious that neither of them was wearing a bra. I was in for it. Walking around all day long with a “hard on”.

“Overdressed my ass” I chuckled as I headed up to the car.

“Watch it boy, I think the two of us can take you and whip your sorry ass if you don’t behave.”

I thought but did not say it “promises, promises”

After I deposited the suit cases in one of the bed rooms they pushed me out and shut the door. I don’t know what they were doing but it took them almost an hour. I heard some giggling. Not sure if there was some moaning too.

The two of them finally appeared wearing “minimalistic” bikinis. I mean those “dental floss” bikinis the girls on Copacabana wear have at least twice as much fabric in them.

Red’s was green – an almost perfect match to her eyes – yes there I go again where…? While Michelle’s was white. I’m sure that once it got wet it would be see through.

“So big boy, are going to feed us or what, also we are parched from the hot and dusty road.”.

I chuckled “Ladies what is your pleasure, I’ve got wine, beer the makings for assorted martinis, etc.”

While I was running off the take list, I pulled out a tray of snacks.

“I think, we’ll have a beer first to cut the “dust” and then you can surprise us with a martini.”

“You got it Ladies, glass or bottle?”

“Bottle will do fine boy.”

“boy” I thought to myself, what is going on here. I mean I like it but they have never struck me as…

Once the beers where gone I went back to the kitchen and prepared two Sake Martinis for the two of them. I use a good but not super expensive sake and add a good dash of Grand Marnier, stirred not shaken and served in glasses out of the freezer.

When I came out with the new takes and another beer for myself, I found the two of them in the hot tub.

“Come join us boy, but you are overdressed. Lose those swimming trunks, can’t have your poor dick used by the confinement.”

Blushing again, realizing that there really was no way around it. I was stuck and at the mercy of these two vixens, I dropped my trunks. I swear I almost heard a sigh of relief when my dick was allowed to point toward the heavens.

“As you wish My Ladies”.

“Hmm, our boy does have some manners and I like the look of that cock. I could hang my bikini top from it” piped up Michelle.

“Slut” always chasing cock” came the retort from Red.

When I got into the tub with them they made me sit in between them.

Sampling her martini Red spoke up “Hmm this is good. I sure hope you have more of these what is it. It’s familiar but I can’t quite place it.”

Then the two of them turned their attention to me. Lots of touching and feeling and when I tried to reciprocate Red slapped my hand lightly.

“Down boy, you are ours. Sit on your hands like in a strip club. Maybe later we’ll let you touch.”

Talking about torment. I had a really hard time trying not to make a mess in the tub.

They finally got tired of the game and Michelle said “fetch the towels boy. You’ve been good, I give you permission to dry me”

Of course that put more “stress” on my dick even with the towel between my hands and those delicious big and soft breasts of hers.

Red dried herself but then the two of them tackled me, even though by then I had almost drip dried.

I had some cold lobster already out of the shells, a remoulade sauce and salad with assorted dressings. Add to that some nice warm rolls, a nice white California wine and you have the perfect Summer evening dinner.

I had completely forgotten about M but she came to my mind during a brief lull in the bantering and teasing and I told them about her showing up here, the arrest and three nights in jail.

They both almost fell off their chairs from laughing.

“Serves that “bitch” right. We gotta meet that judge one of these days. He’s some piece of work, we love it”

Mrs. Shannon earlier in the week had brought me a German apple cake. She’s actually Pennsylvania Dutch who married an Irish man. So I brought that out with real whipped cream not the stuff in the can.

I was delighted, my two guests did not seem to have any hang-ups regarding calories and stuff like that. From their comments, I may have to learn how to make that cake, especially since we will be neighbors starting next week.

After dessert, they both got up. There is something weird going on with them. They seem to read each other’s minds, complete sentences, stuff like that.

“We are going to put something on that is a bit warmer. You “boy” have our permission to do so too as long as you don’t dare to restrict that nice cock of yours”

That was Red, who clearly had assumed the role of an Alpha Female in this setting and I’m guessing the same applies when the two of them are alone.

A delicious little tingle went down my spine when the “boy” came out again. It suited my present mood perfectly. Just a hint of domination. Very sensual and stimulating. I was loving it.

I grabbed a robe, yes I know how to obey orders, and went outside to light the gas fire place on the deck in a protected corner. I know wood is nicer but too much work and distracting when you have the company of two hot vixens that seem to have their heart set on teasing me.

I filled three snifters, after properly warming them, with cognac and went outside to wait for my Ladies.

When they finally came out Red carried a gift wrapped box while Michelle was hiding something behind her back.

Here Peter, we brought you a present, to show our appreciation for having us this weekend and being our “boy toy”.”

There it was again that hint of domination.

I took the box, unwrapped it and to my great delight there were two boxes with 25 Cuban cigars each. At that point Michelle put the ashtray, cigar clipper and lighter on the table. All of which she had hidden behind her back.

I got up from my chair to hug and say thank you. When I leaned in to give Red a kiss, she turned her face just enough that it landed on her cheek. Damn, there was twinkle in those emerald green eyes. I still could not figure it out.

When I hugged Michelle, she did not turn her head instead there was a very brief but electrifying dart of her tongue into my mouth. I took a deep breath and excused myself for a moment.

“Don’t you go jerking off boy”.

“No Ma’am most certainly not Ma’am. Just getting another glass with a bit cognac to dip the cigar into.”

When I got back they were grinning at me like cat having swallowed the canary.

“We expect you to share those cigars with us”

Shit, you could have knocked me over with a feather after that comment. These girls are fun. I think I’m in love.

So I clipped three cigars, dipped them in the cognac and lit them for them, taking a “servant's position” by bowing slightly with one hand behind my back and the other holding the special lighter.

While I was lighting Michelle’ cigar a very soft hand grabbed and squeezed my balls very lightly. Nothing was said. I knew it was Red because it came from behind. Oh how nice that felt.

I sat back down lit my cigar and the three us just sat there in a very comfortable silence, contemplating the burning cigars, occasionally taking a sip of cognac and looking at the stars.

Finally Michelle came out with “I’ve never seen that many stars before”

“That is because we are pretty far from any large metropolitan area. All the street light and stuff like that light up the night sky and overpower the weaker stars and all that air pollution doesn’t help. If you go to a place like Montana or Wyoming where there are no really big cities and you are a hundred miles or so from any light source, you can see even more than what we see hear. Especially on a night when there is no moon out.”

We went back to just sitting. Oh this was so nice. I didn’t want it to end.

“It’s bed time guys” Red taking the lead again. “Go brush your teeth and do whatever you do before going to bed, that does NOT include jerking off, and report to our room “boy”

Then with a smile “It was very thoughtful of you to get the mattresses but your are still relaxing on the crack. You are our “boy toy” and that’s that. Oh and lose the robe before coming in.”

Off I went to do as told. Using one of the guest baths, I took a quick shower to wash off the chlorine from the hot tub, brushed my teeth and went back to the master bedroom. Since the door was closed, I knocked.

“Come on in boy.”

As I entered, Red grabbed my hand pulling me toward a chair in the corner.

“Here Peter, sit and watch”.

She must have seen my stricken face as tons of bad memories flooded my brain, causing a tear or two. All those repressed demons. I tried to break free and leave. But Red wouldn’t let go. She was surprisingly strong as she pulled me into a bear hug.

It was hard to struggle against her as those big soft breast with their hard nipples pressed into by chest.

“I’m so, so sorry. I’m just a thoughtless bitch. Please forgive me, please.”

By that time Michelle had gotten into the act, pressing her naked body against my back lightly stroking my head, trying to soothe the “beast” in me.

With a low voice very close to my ear she started

“Peter, we didn’t mean anything with that. We just wanted to give you a bit of a show. I’m sure you’ve figured it out by now that we are lovers. I’ve heard that it’s every guys wet dream to see two girls making love to each other. I mean why else would they sell those thousands of porno tapes with that going on.”


I got a hold of myself, looked at Red and gave her a weak smile and just nodded. I mean what was I to do? I was sandwiched between these two lovely ladies, naked breasts pressing against me front and back. My dick had a decided some time ago that it was not a big deal and was rock hard and standing “tall”.

Red, still not letting go of me asked “you OK baby?”

“Yes I’m fine now. Thanks”

“So are you ready to watch? We’ll give you a turn later. Michelle is bi and has been pestering me to let her at your cock. She’s a real slut”

“NOT, bitch”

“Ladies, please no fighting. I’m good, where to you want me?”

“Forget the chair. The bed is huge, find place where you’re comfortable we’ll “work” around you.”

So I scooted up to the head board on one side of the bed resting my back against it and just waited.

So there I sat and got treated to a scorching hot girl/girl show. Way more than my most perverted imagination ever could come up with. I was totally blown away.

When they took a break Michelle looked at me. “Well did you like…? Oh goody, look Red, precum, yummy” and before I knew it, her tongue was flicking over my dick licking it all up with exaggerated lip smacking.

Red just chuckled “told ya she’s a slut at heart.”

I never had touched my dick and really had not been aware of it leaking precum. That’s how mesmerized I had been by the show.

“OK, baby scoot down and more towards the middle, it time for you and me to have some fun”

As soon as I was in position, Michelle attacked – that’s the only way I can describe it – my dick. Licking and sucking, bringing me to the edge, slowing down, speeding up. She was a virtual BJ virtuoso.

There I was on my back thinking that I had died and gone to heaven when I felt movement next to my head and as I opened my eyes, I spotted that tiny fiery red landing strip above Red’s pussy before it got dark. What’s a fellow to do but just go to “work”.

This went on for a bit, I think Red had a couple of gentle orgasms. I wasn’t pushing it. I was in uncharted territory when it came to her needs. But I must have been doing OK.

What if I’m ready to cum? There is no way to stop it being pinned down by Red and with her pussy sealing my mouth I couldn’t say anything. As those thoughts crossed my mind a most powerful orgasm hit me and blew into Michelle’s mouth. I think I even blacked out for a second or two, that’s how intense it was.

Suddenly Red got shoved aside and before I knew it, Michelle was pushing a “snow ball” into my mouth.

“Rule number one: all cum must be consumed by the boy toy.”

I was surprised when she dumped that load into my mouth but I sure can live with that rule. If I get lucky enough and get to have intercourse with Michelle, I’ll be happy to slurp her pussy clean.

Michelle and I went back to kissing and I played with her nipples when a very soft and hot mouth went to work on my semi erect dick.

Now I was truly floored. That was the very last thing I expected. The “alpha broad” in the lesbian relationship sucking on my dick.

Now I knew for sure that I was dead and had landed in “perv heaven”. I had to be.

When Michelle realized what was going she got all huffy but I’m sure it was all in good fun.

“Hey bitch, who said that I would share. That cock is MINE. Gimme that”, pushing Red aside, straddled me and inserted my now hard dick into her flooded pussy.

Red looked at me and smiled – “Told you, you are our boy toy. Better don’t disappoint the slut or you just might get punished”. With that she grabbed one of my nipples and twisted it not really, really hard but just enough to make me gasp just a bit, more from surprise than pain.

“Hey do that again. His cock made an interesting little jerk when you pinched that nipple.” Laughing. “Do both, see if we can get a “stereo effect”.

Red, laughed, swung her pussy over my face again and then started to play a bit more seriously with my nipples.

“Mich, you are right, his tongue does some strange and very nice things too.”

“Like I told you he’ll make a very nice toy and he’ll be living right next to us. We are going to have so much fun”

As soon as I came in Michelle’s pussy she was in my face with it and dutifully I did a very nice job of cleaning it.

The girls did manage to get another “rise” out of me and this time I was even more surprised, because Red lowered herself onto my dick.

She looked at me with those emerald green eyes – damn where did I see them before - and very seriously said

Peter, I think you are special. I really don’t know why I’m doing this. This is the first cock in my pussy since my freshmen year in college. Maybe one day I’ll tell you the story. Just stay quiet and let me do this at my own pace.”

Michelle went behind her, reached around and started to play with those magnificent breasts. I was very content to just lay there enjoying the exquisite sensation of Red riding my dick and watch.

“Perv Heaven”!

Eventually all good things have to come to an end. Somehow I managed to orgasm at the same time as Red. She also quickly scooted up and I did another cleaning job.

By that time we were too exhausted to go for a shower, instead we just cuddled, trying to avoid the wet spots. I pulled a big blanket over us and I think within seconds the two of them were arelax. I was kind of stuck in the middle and had a hard time going to relax. Not because of anything bad. Just couldn’t believe it that these two sex pots took a liking to me in such a way. OK Michelle is bi, but Red? I wonder what the story is behind that. Maybe one day I’ll find out. Right now I was quite content being the happiest and luckiest guy as their “boy toy”.

And then there was the promise of more to come once I moved into the apartment.

I guess that is just life. One day you are in the dumps because your heart got broken and then two angels come and fix it. With that happy thought I fell arelax.

Great stuff Timmy! Very well written - I'd have to give you [u]at least[/u] an A-! I'm enjoying Peter's situation almost as much as he is. Naahh, probably not, but it is a nice reward for him after the hell of Monique. One of the most beautiful women I've ever seen was a green-eyed beauty with dark, copper red hair - just stunning! She was my dentist's hygienist for a couple of years. My teeth have never been cleaner! I kind of have Red pictured as this woman in my mind.

Thanks Storm for the compliments. Actually I'm thinking of this Lady but with natural boobs instead of "after market"

Timmy,
Very good still. It gets better as it gets deeper. A lot of women have said that to me (I wish..). Seriously though, excellent development. Can't wait to see how he resolves all this with Monique mind. I can't help thinking its not quite over there yet.

I’m not sure what woke me up – the smell of coffee or Michelle’s hand on my stiff dick? But there I was on my big bed with a lovely lady pressing her boobs against my back and gently stroking my dick.

Red walked into the bedroom in all her naked glory “Hold on there “slut” our toy needs to get cleaned up and fix breakfast, no make that brunch for his guests”.

Laughing she let go of my disappointed dick “ come on “toy” time for a shower”

All three of us headed to the shower in the master bath. It was just big enough for the three of us. We had designed it large enough for two with some room for “play”.

It was a bit of a tight squeeze but we managed to wash each other with lots of laughter, tickling and pinching. Still in “perv heaven”.

Once clean, I managed to put a respectable brunch together including some mimosas for the three of us. Red’s coffee was strong and good.

“Ladies, food is on the table.”

Both of them walked into the dining area wearing slightly more conservative bikinis and very happy and satisfied smiles.

The rest of the morning was spent swimming and lounging in the sun. I introduced the two of them to my neighbors Mr. and Mrs. Shannon and soon the four of them were in animated conversation. I had to chuckle. Bill Shannon could not get his eyes off the ladies which earned him reproving looks from his “bride” and eventually not so subtle pokes into the ribs.

When Jack showed up for the race the two of them said their good byes to the Shannons and started walking towards us with some “predatory” smiles on their faces.

I intercepted them. “Easy Ladies, this is very impressionable young man and still under age.”

Red chuckled “I get the impressionable part. Look at the tent in his swimming trunks. So is he really off limits or are you just being selfish?”

“No seriously he’s just sixteen.” “OK, we’ll be good.”

It was clear to me that I had to get Jack and the boat out onto the lake asap if he was to be any good as crew during the race.

There was a nice breeze and we were able to get a second race in to make up for the one that was interrupted by the thunder storms a while back.

The after race social was at the Coopers and as Jack and I headed over there, the sexy duo came paddling across the lake in my kayak. I was happy to see that they had added some cover-ups to their wardrobe. I really did not want to cause a scandal. I guess I need to trust them do the right thing when they are up here with me. I’m having so much fun and hope that there will be many more visits.

Jack and I had just secured the boat when the kayak pulled up and we both helped them out of the boat.

“Peter, I see you not only train your young friend as a crew but also as a gentleman.”

“I might add a very handsome young gentlemen” piped up Michelle which made Jack turned crimmister and had me chuckle quietly. Yes they promised to be good but…

As we walked up towards the house Alice came out and I could have sworn that there was something going on between the ladies as I introduced them to each other. Nothing I could put my hand on, maybe a quick look, just don’t quite know. Also Clarence was behaving strangely. He acted shy, something I’ve never seen before. He briefly looked into each girls eyes when introduced but then immediately lowered his eyes to look at their feet, or at least never higher than their knees – strange.

He made his escape as soon as he could claiming to have check on the snacks.

To our surprise the Judge showed up for our little party, he’s a member of the club but stopped racing when his longtime love of his life and crew died from cancer a couple of years ago. Since then he’s not attended many club functions. So I was extremely happy to see him and as soon as he had made the rounds, I introduced him to “my” girls. Well, from that moment on I was toast. They totally ignored me until the party began to break up.

“Peter, darling sweetheart – whoa me thinks I’m in trouble – what are we doing for dinner? Do you have enough to feed this extraordinary pillar of the legal community?”

“Sure, Judge I would be honored if you could join us for dinner. I’m making a marinated pork loin on the grill and while these two beauties devour extraordinary amounts of food – that earned me a punch in the ribs – there is plenty.”

Oh, Peter I don’t know, I don’t want to intrude”.

Michelle started ever so slightly rub her boobs against the judges arm.

“Please Max, be a dear and join us. Peter is starting to bore us and we could use some “fresh red”.”

“Judge if know what’s good for you, you better accept, those two vixens can bend a steel girder to their will. But Michelle, starting to bore you – that hurts.”

Red sidled up to me and started her seduction act with me. “Relax Peter, you most certainly are not boring me. You did a very nice job entertaining me. I just might want some more.”

It was getting hot out here.

The judge relented and said he would drive over, stopping at his house to pick up a bottle of wine he had been saving for a special occasion which never came…

I had an idea of what he meant and the girls must have sensed something because none of us made a comment.

So the girls paddled back and I sailed back. They helped me secure the boat and by the time we walked up, the judge was coming down the walk.

I made a round of the sake martinis and started dinner preparation.

Red and the judge got into some legal discussion involving divorce law and Michelle came into the kitchen to help with dinner.

But first she came and gave a hug and serious kiss. “You know I was only teasing, don’t you?”

I smiled “sure I know, but it did sting a bit” Now it was my turn to try to milk this a bit and it worked. I got another kiss. I think I lost the tongue wrestle.

“Say, tell me a bit about the Judge. He looked sad when he mentioned the wine?"

“He lost his wife a couple of years ago to cancer and this weekend would have been their 50th wedding anniversary.”

“Oh how sad, I’m glad we pushed to get him to come. He shouldn't be alone on a day like this”

I had to agree and was happy too. Until this moment it had really slipped my mind.

We had a really nice dinner and were relaxing with all four of us smoking those lovely Cubanos. Michelle did a little slight of hand when she unwrapped the cigar for the judge by removing the ring at the same time. She did not want to put him into a situation, since Cuban cigars are illegal. I’m sure he knew what he was smoking but never said a word.

At one point, Red walked up to me and said “Peter I need to stretch my legs a bit, how about going for a walk with me.”

Sure, but I think we should first go and put some long pants long sleeve shirts on. The mosquitoes will be out in power.”

So we quickly changed, and took off for our walk.

“What are you guys up too? I know you’re scheming, I can smell the smoke.”

With a poke in the ribs, “silly boy – that’s from the cigars. But you are right, Michelle is going to do her very best to seduce the judge. I hope you don’t mind. I won't. If she succeeds, I get you all to myself.”

We came to the public boat launching area and there was a bench.

“Let’s sit for a while, give Michelle a chance to work her magic.”

“I don’t know about that, I think that he’ll resist because it would embarrass him to no end, knowing that he got laid in my house. It might change…”

“I don’t think you have to worry about that. If he’s concerned about that but does want her, she’ll go with him to his place.”

We talked some more and sure enough, a car went by looking very much like the judges.

When we got home there was a note from Michelle “Love you guys but I have to do this. Pick me up at a civilized hour, you know where”.

Peak, my apologies for not acknowledging your kind comments. I wasn't quite done and there seemed to be some trouble with the site. However to my surprise, the segment was up.

Timmy,
Love the way you brought the laywers into the story.
I had a thought, one every 3-4 months, if Peter would bargin his gift from Daddy like this.
Agree to take only $5 million, if Moniques gives him 51% of the company. Peter would then return as President. Gives him and Monique a place to meet.
Jack

Honestly, I never would have believed that this could be possible. But I was happy for him. It was time. Now I started to wonder what Red had in store for me if anything.

We had night cap, took a shower together and went to bed.

Since it was just the two of us, I got some lesmisters from Red as to how to pleasure her. Her needs and reactions were quite different from M and it was fun to explore her body. I soon figured out that if I was doing the right thing, Red would stroke my head, if I did something not quite to her liking, I got pinched. I lost count of the number of orgasms, some quite intense others just seemed be little extended shudders going through her body.

When we took a break, Red started to stroke my dick. “Your turn baby. I’m not going to promise to ride you again like last night. You’ve done a really great job of turning me on and you’ll get your reward, but probably not that. Last night was special, I got carried away. Don’t get me wrong, I liked it. Much to my surprise but I’m not sure if I’m ready for more.”

“I hugged her “Look, whatever you decide is fine with me you are the boss.”

“That’s right isn’t it. You are our “boy toy” and don’t you forget it.” Smiling while twisting my nipples.

I wonder if she’s got a nipple fetish. She sure pays a lot of attention to mine. Not that I minded. Never mind “mind” I loved it.

I did get a mind blowing BJ that night and of course “rule number one” the snow ball to go with it. After that we snuggled up to each other and fell arelax.

Around 9:30 my phone rang it was Michelle.

“Hey guys, get going, Max is treating us to brunch at the Golf Club. Let me talk to Red, she needs to bring me some clothes suitable for the occasion.”

A very short conversation between the two of them. I was already in the shower when Red joined me. As I grabbed for her boobs, she slapped my hand away.

“No time for that you perv.”

Forty-five minutes later we pulled up in front of the Judge’s house, Red carrying a flowery summer dress and some undies for Michelle.

I’ve never seen the Judge beaming more than that morning. Michelle must have performed some magic tricks. There was no sign that he was embarrassed. It took only 15 minutes for Michelle to get dressed and put on the “war paint”. That is the advantage of being beautiful, not much need for enhancement.

We took my car and went off to the club.

I had to chuckle to myself. We caused quite a stir as we walked in. Stunning Michelle clinging possessively to the judge's arm and me with a redheaded beauty. We turned quite a few heads.

Sitting at the Judge’s special table it was fun to watch as various “leading citizens” of the community made their way over under one pretense or the other to get a closer look at the two Goddesses. All of this under the disapproving eyes of the wives.

When we got back to the Judge’ house Michelle came over and gave me a big hug and light kiss.

“Peter, darling would you upset if I spent the rest of the weekend with Maxi?”

“Maxi”? “Yes but don’t you dare call him that or you’ll never ever get near my pussy again. Red can pick me up when she’s ready to head back to the city tomorrow. I promise I’ll reward my most favorite “boy toy” when you get back.”

“Most favorite? I just got the idea that I’ve been replaced.”

“No silly, Maxi is a “man toy” see there is a difference. So don’t sulk be good and say goodbye to Max and take of with your redheaded Goddess.”

Another quick kiss and then she disengaged herself from me and walked over to Max. “It’s all set Maxi. Let’s go and have some fun.”

I just gave the Judge the “thumbs up” sign and Red and I left.

“Red, can you explain to me the difference between a “man toy” and a “boy toy”?

She just laughed “I’m not going to touch that with a ten foot pole. You’re going to have to ask the little slut about that one. So what is on the agenda for us now that both of us have been abandoned by our lover.”

We went for a swim, had a light lunch and I went off to race while Red joined the Shannons to watch.

When I got back, rather than putting the boat away, I took Red out for a sail. She caught on very quickly and it wasn’t long before she wanted to control the boat. So we switched and she was the skipper and I the crew.

There was a pretty good breeze and we took full advantage of it scooting along on a broad reach, the fastest way for sail boat to go. I was hiking out to keep the boat at the most advantageous angle and took most of the spray but some of it reach Red and she squealed in delight. Looks like she’s a bit of a speed freak but then she drives a Porsche. Thinking of that, how did she escape Jamemister’s speed trap. I forgot to tell her about that.

We finally got back to the dock, secured the boat, grabbed a couple of beers and some snacks and sat just relaxing on the deck.

Dinner was simple, left over roast pork and a salad. Red seemed to be a bit remote. Maybe she missed Michelle.

I started to wonder about their relationship. Obviously they’re lovers, they had said so themselves. But how deep was it? I had no indication that Red was bothered by Michelle’s antics with me during our first night together. But how open was it? Was Michelle cuckolding Red with the Judge? Now there was a weird thought. It also gave my heart a bit of a twinge. I had been able to completely forget about M, but this situation… Forget about it. It’s over.

I have a two permister lounger out on the deck and we sat on it, having our after dinner cigar, contemplating the cigars when Tony decided to treat everyone to a concert of his Italian love mistergs. While sound really carries at night over water, it sounded like that he was out on a boat in the middle of the lake.

Red looked at me and I explained what was going on. She snuggled up closer to me and just said “this is nice”.

I think both of us were pretty tired and went to bed early. “Do you want me to…? “Don’t even go there.”

So we took a shower together but without some of the sexual play that went on during other times.

Once on the bed Red treated me to an outstanding blow job but when I wanted to return the favor.

“No babe, I really don’t feel like it” “You OK?” Yes I’m fine, please just leave it. I just want you to hold me, make feel loved without…” She trailed off.

Then she looked at me with a bit of a wan smile.

“You are going to think I’m weird but I want you to do me a favor. I want you to relax with me, hold me, but please could you wear some PJ’s or your briefs. I don’t want to feel your naked cock against me. Please.”

“Sure babe, no problem. You sure, I could…”

“No, no I really need you close to me just..”

So I grabbed a clean pair of briefs, put them on and snuggled up to Red under the sheet.

She put one of my hands on her breast, but when I started to move it lightly around, she grabbed it again holding it still. I got the message, just increased the pressure a tiny bit and quickly drifted off to relax.

Sometime in the middle of the night I woke up and I could feel more than hear that Red was quietly sobbing.

“What’s wrong babe? Did I do something wrong? Please talk to me.”

“Sniff, sniff – no you didn’t. It’s me. I’m confused and upset with myself. I wish Mich was here – but no not really. Oh, cuckolds brownie I don’t know. Just hold me tight please.”

I could still feel her sobbing and my heart was breaking. I was so helpless. I had no idea what was going on in that pretty head. It hurt me to see her so distressed.

So I just started softly, almost babbling, telling her that it would all be OK, the sun would shine in the morning, stuff like that. I even started singing a lullaby, repeating the one verse I knew over and over. Eventually Red quieted down and went back to relax.

We both woke up around the same time. I was still spooned against her back when she started

“Peter, do me a really big favor, forget about last night and for God’s sake don’t say anything to Mich. Please.

same thin happened. Not sure what is going on. Anyway thanks Irish - you have your thoughts and I have mine. LOL

Timmy:

Another nice series and some interesting twist! I'm enjoying every segment of your story.


Cuck who loves a creampie.

Thanks cuck. Glad you like it.
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Pulling her a little closer, “I won’t say anything to Mich but one day soon you’ll have to explain what that was all about. I’m your friend. I’ll give my life for you and woe to anyone who hurts you. I can see that there is something that is really bothering you. I don’t think it’s Mich running off with the Judge. It’s something else. Something that got started Friday night when we all were on the bed.”

“Peter , are sure you’re not a woman? You are way too perceptive for a guy. I don’t know what to do with you.”

“Let’s go take a shower – but NO play – and then you feed me I’m starving. Between all those things and sun shining like you promised last night, I’ll be OK. I’m not promising but maybe I’ll tell you what’s bothering me.”

So that’s what we did. After breakfast, we took our coffees and sat in that double lounger and let sun warm us. Red snuggled up to me.

“You know, I’ll have to ******* you after I tell you my secret, you know that don’t you? Not even Mich knows about this. She’s got an idea but no real details. Only my Mom knows the full story.”

It was in my freshmen year in college, I was dating this really hot guy and was getting quite serious about him. I was ready to bring him home to my parents because I thought he was the ONE. I sure was wrong about that.”

One Friday night we went to some party and somehow he managed to get me takes, high on some cuckolds brownie and even some EX. I don’t know, I guess I just trusted him. Any way sometime that night he passed me on to some buddy and then he walked out with some blond bimbo. It registered but I was too out of it to really do anything. The guy who was holding me, started saying all sorts of stuff, I really don’t remember much, except that sometime early morning I woke up in some room, my underwear was torn and I was covered with cum from head to toe, my pussy and ass were aching…”

She had stated to cry again and I just held her tight, not saying anything.

After a little while, she resumed this horrible tale.

“Some girl came into the room. I didn’t know her but she showed me a shower and I stayed under that until the place ran out of hot water. I felt so dirty and disgusted with myself. I swore right then and there that NO man would get into my heart or pussy ever again. There were toys and maybe girls that could take care of…"

"Somehow, my dress was still in one piece, I must have taken it off or someone helped taking it off. So I got dressed, found my purse in a corner of the room and made my way back to my dorm. There I went into the shower again and I got sick, not that there was much to throw up, just mostly very painful dry heaves. My roommate found me there, brought me back to our room and put me to bed. I was shivering, not that I was cold, I guess just some reaction to all the events. She got undressed and got into bed with me just holding me. Eventually I must have fallen arelax. When I woke up I was alone in the bed but Marie was sitting in a chair watching me.”

“Want to tell me what happened to you?”

“I shook my head and started to cry but never told her what had gone on. It was the end of the semester and I had all my finals in, all assignments done. So I just told her I was going home the next day. I didn’t say it to her but I was not sure if I would be back.”

“I went home and told my Mom what had happened. I don’t think she ever told my dad but when I told them that I didn’t want to go back but go to the local state university and live at home, he didn’t argue or say anything other than “whatever makes you happy”."

See the school I had been going to was my Dad’s Alma-Ata and he was very much involved in alumni affairs and fundraising and stuff like that. So I think he was disappointed that I quit “his” school but he never said a word. So maybe Mom did say something, but left out the gory details.”

“It took a while but eventually I had a number of girlfriends and lesbian relationships. I met Mich the last year in Law School and we’ve been lovers ever since. I can accept that she every so often has a need for nice cock like yours (chuckling) and I guess the Judge is doing something right too.”

So there you have the short version of my sordid history. Don’t ask me why I told you. Maybe because you’ve been so open about your relationship with Monique and the pain you’ve suffered. I just don’t know.”

Anyway, on Friday night when you and Mich were having all that fun, I felt a bit left out so I took a chance and started sucking your cock. You know I liked it. It was nice. I’m guessing that I probably had just a bit too much to take and when you got hard again I said to myself, what the hell why not and when you accepted so nicely what I was offering, I was OK. Again it felt nice. I had forgotten how nice a cock can feel. So different from a dildo.”

“But it did bring back memories. I was able to contain them that night and the next day. I was OK as long as Mich was around. Please don’t take this wrong way – but I felt safe with her around. I could always kick you out of the bed to the other room and just make love with her. But when she decided to stay with Max last night, it felt like my safety net was gone and I was up there on the high wire all by myself. I didn’t want to be alone, I was afraid of that, that’s why I made you get dressed. But as you well know the “dam burst” anyway.”

“I want to thank you for your understanding. I could not wish for a better friend. I have an idea that I scared you last night. But somehow you managed to calm me down. I think that’s the reamister that I’m OK telling you.”

“But enough of me. I think that if you are willing to be patient with me and let me call the shots, I can see that one day I’ll let you make love to me the way you did Friday night with Mich. It was hot. Maybe that’s part of what made me want to try again.

None of us know what the future will bring. I just want you know, I can speak for Mich too. You have our love and friendship for as long as you want. The two of us work hard and play hard and you have a standing invitation to the play part.”

Then with a big grin on her face “Just remember buster that you’ll pay dearly for the work part. As to the play part just two words “boy toy”.

With that, Red flipped over on me and started kissing me, making a serious effort of looking for tonsils. Another tongue wrestling match lost.

Then the phone rang, it was Michelle. “Hey guys, how about you pack my stuff and all, load up the car and come over here for lunch. After that we’ll head home and you get to clean up your place. OK?”

“Sounds OK to me, I’ll tell Red. We’ll be there shortly”.

Really enjoyed the last few segments Timmy! The added details and backgrounds really make the characters come alive, and you can actually feel the friendship growing between them - along with the heat, of course. You're getting hooked on Red, I can tell. Me too! We may have to arm wrestle for her...
Thanks again for taking time to write and post for us, it's great!

Thanks Storm for the nice comments. I've got a suggestion. A sort of "lend - lease" arrangement. You get Red and I get Kori. I like her alter ego that seems to be coming out. Of course should it turn out that Red has more of a Domme bend than shown until now, all bets are off.

I helped Red get all their stuff together and carried it up to her red Porsche.

When it all was loaded Red walked up to me and grabbed me for a hug and in between kisses “Peter thank you… for a really wonderful… and your understanding and caring… Don’t be shy after you’ve moved in… we are home most nights… because if you don’t… and we have to come… after our “boy toy” you could be in serious… trouble…”

“I promise… thank you for coming up here… for trusting me… for a really great weekend…”

We finally disengaged and Red followed me to the Judge’s place. I was making sure of my speed and waved at Jamemister along the way.

When we got to the our destination, we found my good friend Max the Judge in deep embrace with Michelle but that ended as soon as both of us got out of our cars.
Max did seem just a bit embarrassed but I just winked at him and all seemed to be good.

We had a nice lunch, something that Michelle had prepared because I think that “His Honor” is more of a microwave kind of guy but I could be wrong.

There was another “hug fest” as the ladies were getting ready to leave. I reminded Red about Jamemister and she laughed. “We know all about him, he stopped us on the way in on Friday. We just batted our eyes at him and jiggle the boobs just the right amount and we got off with a very stern warning. (laughing) The poor guy had a hard time trying to hide his hard-on. But I promise, I’ll be good, he’s too easy to take advantage off. We’ll give him another “treat” next time we come up.”

“I hope there will be a next time.” I smiled, remember what you said to me earlier. Well the same goes for me. I just might have to ******* the two of you, tie you up, throw you into the back of my car and bring you up here so the Judge and I can ravage you.”

“Hmm, Michelle might like that but don’t you even think of trying it with me buster if you want to ever pro-create.”

By that time Red had a pretty hard grip on my you know what and it was tough for me not to wince.

She let go, gave me another kiss “You’ve been warned”.


Then Red went to say goodbye to Max. Michelle gave me a hug and kiss. She also groped my dick and balls but not as firm as Red had whispering between kisses “I want more of this boy toy”.

Then they got into car and took off.

The Judge looked at me “Come in for another beer, we have to talk”.

“Peter, I want to thank you for a most wonderful weekend. I think I needed this. I’m finally able to move on. (chuckling) I doubt that I will go out and chase women but one never knows. I owe you for being willing to share…”.

“Hold it right there Max, I don’t own those ladies. They are very free spirited and do whatever they please. So it pleased Michelle to try to get you out of your funk. Looks like she succeeded. I’m happy for you. They did the same for me. I’m lucky to have them not only for their great professional abilities but for their friendship. I have a pretty good idea that sooner or later you’ll get another weekend with her.”

We chatted some more about local politics and stuff and then I said my goodbyes.

When I got to my place I tackled all the chores. There was a ton of laundry to do, dishes to wash and just a general cleaning.

Then I went out to take care of the boats and the patio furniture. As I was doing that, Bill Shannon came over and invited me for dinner. I was happy to accept. After this weekend, I really did not want to eat alone.

“Thanks Bill, I appreciate that. What should I bring – beer or wine?” “Beer will be just fine. See you in an hour.”

We talked a bit more after dinner but then I excused myself claiming that I need to make an early start back to the city. When I got back, I grabbed a cognac without first warming the snifter and a cigar and sat outside staring into nothing.

All kind of crazy thoughts went through my head. There was Red’s sad story and what made Michelle figure out what Max needed. Oh and the biggie, Monique. Was I really done with her? In many ways I missed her. I didn’t realize it at the time but when Red grabbed my balls and squeezed them pretty hard, it brought back memories, good ones. Shit, I just don’t know. Should I talk to Alice about this? Maybe not the right permister. She really got upset with the breach of trust.

As I sat there, I was getting a bit depressed. Shit I missed the girls, I missed Monique. I missed my past life. Could there be more with the girls than just an occasional romp?

Right now life sucks. With that thought I started to have a few more takes and eventually stumred into bed, not having come to any sensible conclusion other than that I was takes at that moment.

After a restless night, I got up early fixed a simple breakfast, cleaned up the last dishes. Made the usual check around the place. Turned on the alarm and got going back to the city.

On the way I stopped at a super market for groceries for the next few days.

It was kind of cool to hit the garage door opener and drive right into your living space. As started to unpack the groceries to put them into the cabinets and fridge I discovered a note from the girls.

“Welcome to your new home. Dinner at seven in our place”.

Well that is nice, solved one problem of what to do for that tonight. I had brought some clothes from the lake and what I had in the car from the time I stayed at the hotel across from the office but I needed more plus there were some other permisteral things I wanted from our house. So after lunch I called Red.

“Hey thanks for the dinner invite. I’ll be there. But there is something I need you to do. I need the rest of my clothes, some books and music and my basic tool box from the house. Can you please set something up. I would very much prefer it if M was not there. She can have Carmen our house keeper watch that I don’t take anything that she considers hers.”

“I’ll call her attorney and set it up. Michelle has to call him back anyway about the money deal from the company. Maybe by tonight we have some more info. Gotta go, bye”.

I fired up my computer and started looking at all the info we had on hairy harry. There was something that interested me. He owned a small company that made some electronic parts for a number of different applications, even some custom stuff, for the Department of Defense and commercial application. Coming to think of it M’s company had bought some stuff, I just never made the connection.

It looked like that he has this company fairly well insulated from his other stuff so it qualified as “small business” which gave him an advantage for government contracts. But we also found out that he’s in trouble with DOD because of a too high rejection rate of his product during testing by the army prior to installation where ever. He’s got a deadline to fix problem or they pull the contract. I was wondering if it was a management problem, that his workers were not happy and got sloppy on purpose. You know when you’re pissed at the boss you do things not really thinking it through, that you could lose your job if he loses the contract.

The other issue was, that he put the company up for collateral for a loan to finance one of his other projects that stalled because the city and county were giving him a hard time with certain approvals. So right now the clock was ticking and he had not much time left.

I had a friend at the bank that held the loan and I called him and asked what it would take to buy up that note. He was kind of surprised that I knew about it. “Sam, you’ve got no idea how much info is floating around on the net if you just know where to look”.

“I guess you are right. Well, let’s see. We are quite sure he won’t be able to pay it off. That other project is soaking up money like the desert rain. So if we foreclose, push him into chapter 11 or worse…” Let me think about that, talk to my bosses. Maybe we’ll have something here. Might be the best for us to just get rid of that note.” But why would you?” “ Long story, maybe one day I’ll tell you. Thanks, you can get me at this number…”

Next I called Greg, told that I’m back and needed to talk to him in permister. “Hey, it doesn’t look to good for golf tomorrow with the weather, how about you come to my office around ten.” “Can we make it eleven, it won’t take that long and I’ll buy you lunch after we’re done.” “Deal, see you at eleven.”

A few minutes later Red called. “Peter I just got off the phone with M’s attorney, if you have time, you can go right now. M is still away some place but Carmen is there. I want you to take one of our paras with you for your protection and to run up my bill. She’ll be over in five. Be nice to her. She’s young and very impressionable – you know like Jack”. Giggling, Red hung up and I went to pull my car out and wait for, I don’t even know her name.

A nice looking young lady but not my type – too flat – came out of the office door and I assumed it was my escort. So I got out of the car, introduced myself and she told me her name was Sandra. It was kind of cute, she blushed a bit when I held the car door open for her.

We talked a bit on the way over to the house and I found out that she was only 3 months out of school and this was her first full time job.

When I walked up to the front door Carmen came storming out giving me a big hug “I’m so, so sorry Mr. Peter. I don’t understand. You seemed to be so happy. Can’t you fix it?”

“Easy Carmen, I’m sorry too but I don’t think it can be fixed. Can we please just get this over with. It’s hard on me too.”

My clothes were actually all packed into boxes and stored in the garage. Hmm, did she have to make room in the closet for stuff from another guy? I guess that is a bit oh I don’t know what. Anyway, I picked up a number of books, my collection of model train magazines and a whole bunch of CD’s with my favorite music. I never had the time nor got the hang of it putting that stuff on an IPod.

I gave Carmen another hug when we left and saw there were a couple of tears in her eyes. Maybe mine too because I trouble seeing and almost ran the stop sign except for power of habit.

During dinner I started telling them my idea about Harry’s company Michelle stopped me. “Stop, if you keep going I’m not only have to bill you for my time but also the cost of the meal. Serve me breakfast at eight tomorrow in your place and I’ll still bill you for the time but you get the meal at your cost.”

“You know you two are real ball busters but you have a deal.”

“Can I come too, I won’t charge for my time?”

“Sure, no problem. It’s a date. Now how about some more wine?”

The evening ended with me going home horny and without any relief unless I took it into my own hand. Well M had trained me and even though there was no threat from her, I refrained from jerking off. I slept pretty good considering that it was a new place, different noises throughout the night very different from our house and even more so from the lake where at night all you hear is crickets and an occasional bull frog.

In the morning I made French toast for us and laid out my plans for Harry to the two of them. Michelle asked about financing this and told her that I had some money, but was going to use the money from the company so she needed to push that angel and Red my divorce. I was ready to move on.

Again there was that silent communication between the two of them that had me baffled before up at the lake, but I just knew that they had somehow communicated.

“Say Peter, how much to you think you can make with that outfit after you whip it into shape?”

“Oh, I don’t know, last year they had sales of just under four million. I’m guessing net profit after I pay myself 200 K maybe another 250 K. I figure I would invest half of that back into the business. Why?”

“Well Mich and I are thinking – that is if you would want us to, invest maybe 500 K and you would say pay us a 10 percent dividend each year you have at least that much profit. If profits are lower, we’ll prorate our return accordingly.”

“Hmm, I was going to offer Greg…”

“Greg, the guy that fucked your wife? Why would you do that?”

“Well for one he’s my friend, I’ve known for a long time that he was M’s lover from time to time. I was OK with that as long as he or she did not rub my face into it.”

I guess, even if it had stayed at that one time making me watch and she had let me go when I used the safe word, I would probably have adjusted to it. I mean you know I’m a subbie at heart and we might have worked it out. But she was pushing the boundaries too hard and too far with first letting hairy ass harry fuck her in our home and then ignoring the safe word. I don’t think I’ll ever get over that.”

“So to answer your question. Those things don’t change our friendship. The weekend before this last one, he came up to the lake and we had a long talk, worked things out. He was being manipulated by M just like I was. Actually he got to watch M’s court appearance. Got a big kick out of it and since he doesn’t have boobs or sexy green eyes, he got a ticket from Jamemister.”

They both cracked up at that.

“So, let’s get serious. We do want to invest. Reduce your exposure and give you more room to maneuver as far as your money is concerned.” A projected return of 10 percent annually is a very good thing.” We trust you that you can make this work. You’ve proven that with what you did with M’s company. So do we have a deal? I can have the paperwork and a cashier’s check by this afternoon.”

I gave it some thought, if I get another 500 K from Greg. I could put 1.5 million towards the note with the bank and sign a new one with them which I would pay off once I got my money from M.

“OK, deal. I’m not quite sure yet what I’ll have to pay for the note that the bank holds and what Harry might try to get out of this, but I can make this work.”

We shook and they went back to their office and I got ready to go and see Greg and tell him my thoughts and proposition. Hmm, I’ll offer him a seven percent return.

The girls let me fuck them – he fucked my wife. Seven is fair. With that happy thought, I grabbed my papers and lap top and headed out.

I had worked up a little dog and pony show with power point on my lap top that I was going to use for the bank and I played it for Greg. The guy is smart. He suggested a couple of changes to the presentation but at the end I had his agreement and 500 k transferred into my account that I had set up for this deal. (chuckles) He was happy with the seven percent. Life is good. During lunch we talked about golf and he told me that he tried the course out by the airport over the weekend and really liked it.

“You know I’m ready for a change of scenery. Maybe with neither of us really knowing the course the first few times, I just might have a chance to beat you.”

“Right, good buddy, dream on. The forecast for Friday is pretty good, why don’t we try to get a tee time for the morning.”

“Sounds good to me, I’ve got the number, let me call right now.”

It turned out that we could get a 7:50 tee time which would get us out before an outing got started later in the morning.

We said good bye and Greg headed back to his office and I to my apartment. I had just settled down to a cup of coffee and was ready to make the changes when my friend from the bank called.

“Hey Peter, I talked to my VP and the senior loan officers. They are very much interested in what you have to tell us. Could you be in my office tomorrow at three?”

“Sure, no problem, it would be great if you guys had a conference room where I could hook up my lap top to a projector. Would make it easier to see the power point presentation I have for you guys.”

“Not a problem, we’ve got two or three of them that have computer compatible projectors for just that purpose. I’ll make sure one of them will be available. See you tomorrow.”

Things were progressing, hairy assed harry had no idea of the load of…. that was coming down in him.

I had already put some feelers out to a contact at DOD and given them a heads up that there could be a change in management very shortly at HI-tek inc. and it just might be in their best interest to keep the contract going for the next six months since it would take them at least that long if not longer to find a replacement. This was a really special item that Harry was making for them. Also there were no guarantees that the new supplier would not have problems with quality during the start-up of production.

I think I had all bases covered, now I just needed my inheritance and freedom.

Red told me about a little sushi place a couple of blocks from our place and I went there for dinner. It turned out to be really great and I told the chef that I now lived in the area and would be back many times.

At home I turned on the Encore channel that has nothing but Westerns and watched “Rio Bravo” for the umpteen time. Well not really because M detested Westerns. So now I was King of my Castle and could watch them as much as I wanted.

Somehow I managed to get myself depressed again thinking about M. On the other hand the sexy duo had promised me that we would “play” Friday night if I did not go up to the lake. They didn’t have to twist my arm very much.

I love the kink that you're putting into this story!

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

great story Timmy. Looking forward to the metting with M

Love the twists and turns Timmy, you're leading us in! Keep up the good work.

Great work! The plot twists and turns are so delicious...keep'm coming!
Alex
Win some...
Lose some...
Few are rained out

Thanks for all your kind comments and encouragement.
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Shit, this is going to be embarrassing, I’ve never taken a leak with a girl watching. Not sure if I can even go. I have a hard time going in a crowded men,s room. Oh well, we’ll see.

The two of us trotted to the toilet while Red headed up the stairs.

Sure enough, I really could not go, I turned on the faucet and it still did not help. Michelle giggled “Maybe it would work if you sat down like a girl”. But then she pulled the door almost shut from the outside, reopening it as soon as she heard my stream flowing. Talk about being embarrassed.

“Wait here for a moment, will be right back.” With that, Michelle walked into the room they had earlier disappeared to and when she came out, she had a collar and leash in her hand.

“Here let me put this on you. See yours is plain, not fancy like mine. That’s because you’re inferior to us Women, slave or no slave. No move up the stairs.” Slapping my ass pretty hard with the end of the leash.

“Make sure you follow my lead and you’ll stay out of trouble.”

At the top of the stair we turned towards one of the closed doors and Michelle knocked.

“Enter”

As we walked in to the room, I was stunned. It was maybe 20 x 15 feet – a fully equipped dungeon. Goddess Red was sitting on a for lack of a better word throne that was placed on a platform maybe 10 inches above the floor. The floor was covered with a kind of foam padding with a rubber coating on top so it would not be too hard on the knees. There was a St. Andrews cross to one side, but not against the wall. It could be used on both sides at one time plus there was a bunch of other bondage equipment. The room had some soft lighting enhanced by numerous candles.

Michelle stepped maybe within 5 feet of the throne dragging me along before sinking to her knees, pulling me down to with the leash attached to my collar.

“Pet Mich what have you brought to me this day?”

“A new slave Goddess, one without a name but worthy of your consideration”.

“Hmm, rise slave without a name. Turn slowly so that I may inspect you.”

I was so turned on by all this ritual. It was like nothing I had ever experienced.

“Pet Mich you have well by bringing me this new prospect. Prepare my new slave for purification by fire and the name giving ceremony.”

“Yes Goddess.” With that Michelle got off her knees and led me to a bondage bench of sort.

“Sit on the end, then lay down.” When I was in position, she took a leather strap, ran it over my chest, pulled it tight and secured the end. There was no way I was getting up. Next, she secured my hands and pulled out a couple of extensions on which she placed my legs, secured them with more leather straps and then spread them. Now I was totally helpless and exposed. My balls were just at the end of the bench I was on and those were the next target for Michelle’s manipulations.

She wrapped a leather thong around them and pulled down, not to really cause pain but enough strain for me to know that trying to move would cause some pain.

Next she got some sort of jar and there was a strange smell when she opened it. She stuck her fingers inside and came out moist. She in a way did finger painting with that substance around my nipples, lines down my belly stopping just short of where my hard dick was pointing towards the ceiling. The process was repeated several times.

“That is enough pet. Begin the purification.”

By that time Goddess had gotten up and was standing by my head bending down.

“Don’t be afraid, we are not going to harm you. You will be scared at first and there will be some pain, but no damage and nothing beyond what I know you’ve endured before.”

By that time Michelle had lit a small torch and was sort of dancing around us, doing some sort of weird chant about purification by fire to remove all the “residue” of my former Mistress, stuff like that.

Before I knew it, she touched the torch to my belly just above my dick and it all flared up in flames. Scared the cuckolds brownie out of me, but did not really hurt. I finally got it. The stuff she had “painted” on me was the same that circus performers and fire eaters use. I burns fast and furious but not hot enough to cause burns. But is sure scared me.

“There pet, that wasn’t so bad was it? You may speak”.

“No Goddess, it did not really hurt but sure was scary until I figured what it was.”

Stroking my cheek “you are now “pure” and ready to become MINE. You will no longer be a slave without a name. I will now baptize you.”

Michelle placed a black cloth over my face. I was no longer able to see what was going to happen to me. Any sensual deprivation heightens all other sensations plus there is the element of surprise.

“I now baptize you “Toy”. From this day hence you belong to ME your Goddess.” With that a stream of hot wax hit my nipples – I gasped both from surprise and the pain – and continued its path down my belly eventually coating my dick and balls. It hurt, but it was not beyond what I had experienced before. M and I had played with wax and ice in the past. It is always that first hit. Especially if you can’t see it coming, that is most intense.

Michelle removed the cloth, patted my cheek and told me “you did well toy, you are now owned by Goddess Red. You’ve been freed from your previous Mistress.

They let me catch my breath for a bit and then Michelle started – not too gently – remove the wax from my body.

Eventually I was released only to be secured to the St. Andrews cross where the two of them took turns teasing me by rubbing their luscious bodies against me. Add to that, Michelle kneeling down and giving me a blow jobs from “hell”. Yes hell, because every time I came close, she either just stopped or squeezed me balls. Talking about being sexually frustrated.

To add to my *** Goddess Red put some nipple clips with tiny teeth on my very aroused nips and then alternating between them she added little fishing weights one at a time.

I was way deep in subspace between these conflicting sensations of steadily increasing pain and the pleasurable if ultimately frustrating sensation of the blow jobs.

“OK, enough “slut” you are having way too much fun for a slave. Up against the cross.” At that point Goddess took the clips off, well more like ripped them off. That time I actually cried out from the pain, both the ripping and the red rushing back into the compressed nipples.

“Oh my, look at this a tiny bit of red. Mich you clean up one, I the other.”

Their tongues caressing my sore nipples felt great. But then with impeccable timing, both bit down pretty hard making me groan and moan from pleasure and pain. They sure figured out how to work my body.

Getting bored with tormenting my nipples further, Goddess secured Michelle to other side of the cross. Next my world went dark again when Goddess slipped a hood over my head. I heard her heels clicking as she walked several times around us. Then suddenly a flogger struck my chest. Next I heard the sound of hitting and Michelle gasped. This went on for quite a while with strokes landing various places from chest to thighs. After a while the strokes started to only hit my balls and dick with an upwards swing. Three for me and three for Michelle, I had no idea where those landed on her, but while I was grunting in pain, she sounded more like she enjoyed it.

Suddenly there was the sound that Michelle makes when she experiences a small orgasm. Whatever lashes she got must gotten her all worked up.

“Ah, our new pet figured it out Mich. He just realized that you get pleasure from my hitting your slutty cunt with my flogger while he only experiences pain when I hit his balls and cock. (chuckling) Yes pet, life is not fair.”

Eventually the hood was removed and we were both released. “Go take a quick shower and get cleaned up.”

Michelle grabbed my leash and led me to a bathroom that was attached to the dungeon. We took our collars off and hopped into the shower quickly washing each other. When we were dry, Michelle hugged me and gave me a “tonsil scratching” kiss. “Now comes the fun part for us but I can guarantee that your tongue will be very tired”.

When we came out of the bathroom, there was a king sized bed in the dungeon with black satin sheets. My guess a Murphy bed, because I sure did not see it before.

“Michelle, secure my new property so that he can watch… Oh SHIT, I did it again, didn’t I. I’m so sorry”.

“Starboard”

“Yes Peter?”

“It’s OK, I have to get over that. The only way is to try and submit. So please go ahead with your plans. I want to try. I have to trust you if there is going to be any future and you can’t be walking around like on egg shells because you’re afraid to stir up some bad memories. It’s bound to happen, but I need to deal with that. So please…”

“OK, like I said, secure our new toy so that he can watch and learn. He’s so full of himself, thinks he knows all about me just because I spent a night in his bed.”

Timmy,
Very good. I'm tempted to say that after the past few weeks, Pete won't know whether he's coming or going. Except that in the dungeon he sure isn't coming and he probably doesn't much feel like going either. Perhaps he's just arriving, at the place where his dreams are made .. Or maybe not on this ride ..

I just read from the beginning through yesterday! Great story! I love the character development. Please keep writing.
JJ.

Great addition Timmy, lots of juicy details. Hmmm, you seem to have a lot of first-hand knowledge on this particular topic. This, and sailing. It's good to have hobbies!

Thanks Peak and JJ for your kind comments. You too Stormy. Ah yes hobbies. You are right. I actually did race on a lake for over twenty years and some of the activities around the lake minus the BDSM stuff were part of normal summer weekends in those days. As to the other stuff - I never tell - you never tell and nobody will ever know.

Now back to the story.

What followed was an even hotter girl/girl show than that Friday night at the lake. I was exhausted when they finally took a break and took notice of me again.

“Look at him, he’s a mess. All sweaty and look at the marks on this arms where the cuffs are.”
Concerned “Peter did you struggle to get free. Please don’t tell me that we missed your safe word.”

“No you didn’t, I didn’t realize myself that I had struggled against the bonds. I assure you it was not to get away. I wanted to be part of it.”

“Awww, poor, poor baby. So sexually frustrated with all that teasing and tormenting. You must be sexually supercharged. Michelle, give our boy some relief. Make him cum hard. Leave him tied for now. That should increase his… Oh and yes, edge him three times before letting him cum.”

Women can be sooo EVIL.

With those words Goddess Red, got comfortable while Michelle moved slowly towards me licking her lips. She pressed her naked body against me, bit my earlobe pretty hard and whispered “Pain before pleasure My little toy”.

Then the torment began in earnest. She played my dick like an instrument, reaching heights of sexual bliss – where within the next tenth of second I would blast my cum to… But no, that was not to be. She just knew when to stop. When to apply the pressure, the pain. Then let me settle down before starting all over. In between, she would delight in my moaning and begging for mercy as her mouth and fingers ***d my oh so sore nipples. Hearing that silver bell like laughing of my new Goddess as she witnessed my suffering made it all worth it.

Michelle was working on my what I thought was my final set when she slowed down “Goddess may go one more time to the edge with toy – please. I think that if I do this, I’ll be able to cum myself when I finally let him cum on the next go around. I’m soo, soo close. I never touched my pussy but having this power… Please Goddess…”

That bitch, I thought. But right then and there I was sorry that I thought of Michelle that way. Wasn’t this what I wanted all along. Be the plaything of two beautiful women?

“Go ahead, but only one more time. I don’t want to “break” my new toy the first night.”

When I finally was allowed to blast my cum all over Michelle’s luscious breasts I must have ******. It was that intense. I was still tied to the cross – a good thing or I would collapsed to the ground. A couple of cool moist towels were caressing my forehead and chest and finally my poor used dick.

“You OK Peter?” came the soft voice of my Goddess.

I took a deep breath “Yes Goddess, I’ll live and thank you, this was incredible. I’ve never, ever been so turned on.”

“Let’s get you released from the cross. You are not getting out of licking up the mess you made on Michelle’s boobs. There is NO way I’ll touch them right now.”

“I don’t think that a real hardship for our boy. Look at his cock, it’s already coming back to life.” Commented Michelle as she settled on the big bed. My Goddess steadied me as I made my way over there. As my mouth neared her breasts, Michelle, grabbed my hair and redirected my to her pussy.

“Pussy first. You missed it but I did come from just putting you through all that ***. Thanks for suffering for me. From now on it will be all pleasure but be warned. If we feel you are not doing your best, we will punish you “toy”.”

I have no idea how long I pleasured the two ladies with my tongue. There is no clock in the dungeon but it seemed like an eternity. Michelle rode my dick cow girl style for three joint orgasms and then I was down for the count.

Picking up my sore and flaccid dick “What about ME? This thing is useless. How dare you?”

When she saw my stricken face Red laughed. Relax Peter, I’m just messing with you. I have no intention of letting you stick this thing into my pussy. Go take a shower you can relax up here. Sleep in, Michelle will get you when breakfast is ready.”

“Come pet you and I are not done yet. I’m going to have punish you for your “slutty” behavior tonight but I won’t embarrass you by doing it in front of a worthless male slave.”

They both had big grin on their faces and winked at me as they left and closed the door of the dungeon behind them.

It took me a bit before I was “together” enough to get up and take a shower. On the way to the bathroom I discovered a small fridge filled with bottled water. I grabbed on and sucked it down in one fell swoop. I was that dehydrated. Then headed for the shower to let that nice warm water ease all the soreness and tension from my body.

I had another bottle of water and went almost immediately arelax with just one happy thought. Life is good right now.

I woke up to a blow job – “hey relaxy head, wake up. Do what you need to do and join us downstairs.”

Damn, how was I going to be able to pee with a hard-on? Yes, it looks like it’s starting all over. All tease but no relief.

When I opened the door to leave the dungeon most delicious smells of strong coffee and bacon found their way to me. I was starved. The two ladies were a sight to see. Their hair a mess but in my eyes a very sexy mess. Red wore an oversized NY Giants tee shirt that covered her cute butt while Michelle wore a Dallas Cowboy’s shirt with “strategic” rips, allowing her nipples to poke through. So the teasing was going to continue.

“Hey stop staring and get down here. Pour us some coffee and serve us our breakfast toy. You’re lucky we didn’t make you cook it too.

With a happy smile, I bounded down the stairs to do their bidding. This time I sat with them and we were mostly silent while eating.

When we were done I removed all the dirty dishes and put them into the dishwasher while the ladies took their coffee over to the sitting area.

“Peter, put on a new pot of coffee. I know I need some more and I’m sure you do too. Grab your cup and join us.”

As I grabbed a pillow, following last night’s pattern when Red said

“No not now Peter, come sit with me. It’s a bit tight but I like it like that.”

I had to put my arm around her back in order to fit into the chair with her and she rested her head on my shoulder. I felt nice and “right”

“So Peter, tell us – what did you think of last night. We want to know your innermost feelings. Probably will use them against you one of these days. Better be honest with us.” All that from Michelle.

“I don’t know where to begin. I’ve always have trouble expressing my feelings and desires. It led to some misunderstandings early on in the Domme/sub relationship with M. I just don’t know.”

A bit of a dark cloud crossed my mind as I thought of M and the upcoming meeting on Monday. Oh well two more days. Try not to think about her.

" think it's cop out my friend. Not being able to express your feelings. I think it's bull, but don't worry. We'll get it all out of you in time."

“ No seriously, I really have problems with that. I know it was mind blowing and incredibly hot. I would not want to have missed it in the world. But I think that I get so deep into sub-space that afterwards it’s all like a blur. All that is left are the marks, aches and pain.”

Concerned “are you hurting this morning. Were we too rough on you?”

“No, no, maybe just a little bit sore all over, not from the beating – that was fine, but I guess from the struggle against my bonds. The muscles tensioning when Michelle did her thing with my dick. No I’m really OK.”

“Michelle, take Peter upstairs and give him a massage like you do for me. But I’m warning you – stay away from his cock. Do not mess with it. I have plans for it later on.”

What could that mean?

“Come Peter, first a shower and then I’ll put you into a different heaven than the “perv” one you’ve been talking about.”

So off we went back upstairs.

OH MY....... what could that vixen have in store for Peter's cock?


Cuck who loves a creampie.