Courtesan Ch. 15

Kelly gently pushed Chris's face away from her breast and took his hand out from under her dress. "Sweetheart; lie back, close your eyes and relax. Both of us are going to enjoy this."

Leaning over, my wife kissed the head of her boyfriend's erect penis and then she lay down on her stomach so that her bare breasts were resting next to his hip. Reaching across his leg, Kelly grasped Chris's cock with her left hand and started kissing it. After a moment her kisses turned into licks and then she parted her lips and engulfed Chris's big monster with her mouth.

Chris smiled and slipped his left hand over to the hem of my wife's dress and pulled it up to her waist. While she sucked his cock he gently ran his fingers back and forth through the cleft between her ass cheeks. This excited Kelly. She started sucking on the head of Chris's cock even more vigorously.

Suddenly she took his erection out of her mouth, looked over at me and breathlessly said, "Timmy I'm going to deep throat Chris's cock. Watch, you're going to be amazed."

As Kelly spit on the head of her boyfriends rigid erection she explained, "The trick is to get it really slippery so that it will slide down my throat easily."

She rubbed the spit up and down the shaft of Chris's penis. "Now watch Babydoll, I have to go really slow at first."

My wife put her boyfriend's cock back in her mouth and slowly pushed her face down. Gradually the monster started disappear. I heard a couple of gagging and gurgling sounds and then Kelly lips were pressed against Chris's pubic bone. The entire length of his huge cock was inside her mouth and throat. I was overwhelmed with envy. This was a sensation that I would never be able to experience. My tiny penis wasn't long enough to reach the back of my wife's mouth.

Kelly started bobbing her head up and down on her lover's cock. It was almost like she was fucking Chris with her throat.

Chris smiled at me. "Timmy it feels good to have all of my cock inside her mouth, but I actually prefer it when she's sucking me." And then he shocked me. "I'm a little envious of you because she can take all of your cock inside her mouth and still suck you. That must feel incredibly good."

All three of us seemed to have temporarily dropped our dominant submissive roles during Kelly's demonstration, so I smiled at Chris and said; "It never occurred to me that there might be something that Kelly can do with me that you would envy."

He laughed. "Are you kidding me? She's head over heels in love with you. I can only hope that someday I will find a woman who feels about me the way your wife feels about you."

I chuckled. "You do understand that considering the current situation, most people would be more than a little amused by that last statement."

He shrugged. "Well that may be correct, but you do understand that what I just said is the truth."

I nodded. "Yes I do."

Suddenly Kelly took Chris's cock out of her mouth and looked up at him. "Hey buster, I'm working my ass off down here. It would be nice if you'd show a little appreciation for my efforts."

Chris shook his head. "I'm sorry Kel. I really like your husband. It's fun to talk to him."

My wife rolled her eyes. "I like him too, but why don't we save the chit chat for later. Now, if you'll be good and pay attention, I'll do your favorite thing for you."

Kelly looked over at me. Chris loves it when I lick his balls while I jack him off."

Chris blushed. "What can I say, I think it feels incredibly good."

Kelly giggled. "Dicklet can understand that. He loves it when I sit on his face and jack him off while he licks my asshole."

Now it was my turn to be embarrassed. I was sure that my face must have turned beet red.

Chris stared at me for a moment and then he said, "Damn Timmy, is that true?"

There really wasn't much point in denying it. My wife was sucking this man's cock while I watched. My dignity had long ago been stripped away.

I nodded and quietly said, "Yes, it's true."

He smiled at me. "Don't be embarrassed. I think it's hot. Maybe after dinner you'd let me watch you do it."

Kelly looked at both of us. She was smiling. "That can be easily arranged. He also has this hot new trick that both Tonya and I love. He fucks my ass with his finger while he sucks on my clittie."

"Damn Timmy, you're doing Tonya too?" Chris laughed. "I had no idea that you were such a stud." He thought for a moment and then he added. "I really would like to see this new trick. There are nights when I'm with a female associate that I could use a few tricks that might help me get her off."

I know that considering the situation it was amazing, but I was suddenly filled with pride.

Kelly shook her head. "Studman, would you please focus. Right now, I'm going to try to get you off."

Chris chuckled. "Okay, I'll close my eyes and pay attention."

Kelly went to work. It was quite amazing. She really was a pro. At first she licked her boyfriend's balls while she masturbated him, but then switched it around and gently fondled his balls with her fingertips while she sucked on the head of his cock.

As soon as Kelly sensed that her lover was beginning to lose control she wrapped her entire fist around his shaft and vigorously jacked him off while she continued sucking on the engorged head of his rigid penis.

I was watching Chris. Suddenly he gasped. For a moment he held his breath and then he exhaled and smiled. It was obvious that he was ejaculating. Kelly of course kept his cock in her mouth. She has always been very forthright about the fact that she loves it when a guy cums in her mouth.

Once Chris was finished ejaculating my wife took his cock out of her mouth, sat up on the couch and looked at me. With a malevolent grin on her face she stood up, walked over to me and sat down on my lap. She put her arms around my neck and kissed me full on the lips. As she kissed me she pushed all of Chris's semen from her mouth to mine.

As soon as she was done she patted my cheek and said, "Dicklet, I hope that was just the first of many times that I'll be able to share my boyfriend's fresh cum with you."

Kelly kissed my forehead and then she stood up, walked back over to the couch and sat down next to Chris. Coquettishly rubbing his chest, she asked, "Hey Bigdog, are you getting hungry?"

Chris smiled. "I'm starving."

Turning to me, Kelly said; "Slaveboy, that's your cue. Hop to it. My stud is hungry. We'd like our salads as soon as you can get them ready."

I jumped up. This was indeed my cue and I was very eager to perform my role. Aroused from watching Kelly and Chris, I was feeling very submissive. I scurried into the kitchen. While I was preparing the salads I decided that this was an opportunity to fulfill a fantasy that I'd been dreaming about for several years.

After quickly finishing the salad preparations I excitedly called Kelly and Chris to the table. Once they were seated I took a deep breath, let go of all of my inhibitions and tried to fully transform myself into Kelly Mason's servile slave.

My heart was pounding as I carried the salads into the dining room. While I was setting them on the table Kelly noticed my exaggerated subservience. That was all the encouragement she needed to eagerly slip into the role of my haughty mistress.

We fed off each other. As the meal progressed I became increasingly humble and Kelly grew into an arrogant aristocrat. She deliberately fawned over her boyfriend while I was treated with disdain and indifference. It was an exhilarating experience for both of us. By the end of the meal, my masochism and Kelly's sadism were flowing unchecked.

As I was clearing away the dirty dishes from the main course, Kelly dabbed at her lips with a napkin and asked; "Dicklet, what do you have for dessert?"

"Ms. Mason, I have a nice selection of hand dipped chocolates. There's a pot of coffee brewing in the kitchen and I took the liberty of purchasing a bottle of Drambuie and of course we have a bottle of scotch. I thought that you and Mr. Kendricks might enjoy a rusty nail as a digestif."

Kelly nodded. "Very good dicklet. My lover and I will have our coffee, chocolates and after dinner cocktail in the living room."

Kelly stood up and nodded to Chris. "My dear, let's retire to the comfort of the living room?"

Chris nodded. "I think that's an excellent idea." He stood up and offered his arm to my wife. "My compliments Kitten. That was an excellent meal. Your slave is a very talented cook."

Kelly took her boyfriend's arm. As he led her out of the dining room she said in a voice dripping with deliberate indifference, "Yes I suppose that he does have some skills."

I carried the dirty dishes into the kitchen. As soon as I'd stacked them on the counter I poured myself a cup of coffee and started setting the chocolates on a plate for Chris and Kelly.

I was brimming with happiness. The evening was turning out to be a great success. I liked Chris. He seemed to be a nice man. As I took a sip of my coffee I smiled. I was feeling confident that he would turn out to be an engaging playmate for Kelly, without threatening her relationship with me.

Over the past forty-eight hours, our relationship had certainly changed. There wasn't any doubt in my mind that those changes were the primary cause of my jubilant mood. I was living a masochistic, submissive cuckold's fantasy life; only this wasn't a fantasy. It was now a reality.

Acting as my wife's slave while she entertained her boyfriend over dinner was the most exciting and oddly, the most satisfying thing I'd ever done. Standing at the kitchen counter, I thought about everything that had transpired since I'd first met Kelly four years ago. I began to realize that all of our interactions had been gradually leading us to this new relationship. I was beginning to realize that it had always been my destiny to spend my life serving a woman like Kelly Mason and I now understood that there was nothing in this world that would make me happier or more satisfied.

I knew that Kelly and I had some work ahead of us. Resolving the details of our new relationship was going to take some time and effort. I had an overwhelming desire to submit to my wife's will and serve her, but I also wanted to continue to be her husband and I wanted her to continue to be my wife. Kelly and I loved each other. We were best friends, confidants and soul mates. It was important to me and I was certain that it was equally important to her, that all of those things continued to be part of our new relationship.

Suddenly I realized that I'd become so preoccupied with my thoughts that I'd lost track of the time. I had duties to perform. My wife and her boyfriend were in the living room waiting for their dessert. I shook myself out of my reverie and went back to work.

I quickly set the plate of chocolates on a tray and took out the Drambuie and scotch. I was just starting to make three rusty nails when Kelly burst through the kitchen door. She ran over to me, threw her arms around my neck and kissed me on the lips.

"Timmy that dinner was magnificent. I don't think I've ever had so much fun. You were a wonderful slave. Being your bitchy mistress was so exciting." She giggled. "When Chris dropped his napkin and I made you come out from the kitchen and pick it up for him, I nearly had an orgasm."

I smiled at her. "I thought it was pretty exciting too."

"Did you? Oh I'm so glad. Now that you're my slave we can do it as often as we want. I can't wait to have a party with Tonya and Keisha. The three of us can get dates and you and Mandy can be our slaves. Would that be okay Timmy? Please say it would be all right."

I nodded. "I think it's a wonderful idea."

"I do too and I hope I'll be invited."

Kelly and I turned. Chris was standing in the doorway to the kitchen. He knocked on the door frame. "Timmy, may I have permission to enter your domain?"

I casually waved. "Yes, of course, please come in."

As soon as he was inside Kelly asked, "Timmy can we sit at the kitchen table and talk to you while you finish cleaning up?"

I looked at my wife and her boyfriend. "Are you sure? The living room is much more comfortable."

Kelly hugged me. "I know it is Babydoll, but you're not in there. Both of was want to be with you."

I glanced at Chris. He shrugged. "Timmy, you are very well acquainted with the demands that JTandR puts on it's employees. The financial rewards are huge and the work is both fun and interesting, but it doesn't leave much time for a social life." He sighed. "I don't have many friends, especially male friends."

Chris paused for a moment. He seemed to be thinking. Finally he continued. "Considering my relationship with your wife, I could easily understand that it might be difficult for you to become friends with me; but I'm hoping that might not be an issue. For the past year I've heard Kelly sing your praises on a daily basis. At JTandR, everyone who has heard your wife talk about you regards you as a pillar of wisdom and strength. You're considered to be the ideal twenty-first century husband. A man who's secure enough in his own sexuality and ego to be comfortable letting his wife sleep with other men and in fact work as a hostess."

I chuckled as I poured two cups of coffee and set them on the kitchen table. "Chris and Kelly, please sit down."

Chris pulled out a chair. Kelly moved to take the chair across from him.

I stopped her. "Kelly honey, sit on his lap. You've been looking forward to tonight all day long. Chris is your date for the evening, the entire evening. I want you to be able to freely enjoy him."

"Are you sure Timmy? I mean we're kind of taking a break from our game right now."

I nodded. "Yes. I understand that and I really do appreciate an occasional opportunity to interact with the two of you as an equal, but Chris is here tonight as your date. I think that both of you should be able to spend the entire evening enjoying each other."

Chris sat down and Kelly sat on his lap. Kelly's bare breasts were still hanging out of the front of her dress. She hadn't even bothered to put them back while they were having dinner. My wife was an exhibitionist. She had a gorgeous body and she enjoyed having men look at her.

I set the plate of chocolates next to them. "Kelly, these are your favorites. They come from Berringer's Candy shop."

Kelly smiled at me. "You really are spoiling me this evening."

I nodded. "For a good slave; spoiling his mistress is more than a duty, it's a passion."

My wife stared at me for a moment and then she quietly said, "Really." She continued looking at me as she picked up one of the chocolates. "If pleasing me is your passion, then it shouldn't upset you when you see me do this."

She turned to Chris and said, "Bigdog, my slave selected these for our enjoyment. I really do think that you'll like them." Kelly held the candy up to her boyfriend's lips.

Chris looked at the piece of candy and then he looked at me. He was obviously remembering our earlier conversation. I smiled and gave him a slight nod. That was all he needed. He opened his lips and Kelly fed him the chocolate.

As soon as he finished eating it Kelly jumped off of Chris's lap, ran over to me and threw her arms around my shoulders. As she hugged me she said, "Timmy I'm sor..., I mean was it okay that I did that? This is all so confusing. It's fun when I taunt you and it gets me so excited when I flirt with Chris in front of you, but then I feel guilty after I do it."

I kissed her cheek. "Yes, it was okay. You don't have to feel guilty. I'm glad you did it. I'm getting used to seeing you flirt with Chris and it makes me happy to see you so happy." I patted her butt. "Now go back to your boyfriend and feed him another piece of candy."

"Are you sure?"

I nodded. "Yes, I am very sure. In fact I have never been so sure of anything in my entire life."

Kelly looked at me with a puzzled expression. "Timmy what's that supposed to mean?"

"Just trust me and go sit back down on Chris's lap."

"You are sure?"

"Yes I am quite sure."

My wife walked over to her boyfriend and sat back down on his lap. As she was getting settled I took the opportunity to finish making the rusty nails. As soon as they were finished I brought two of them over to the kitchen table and set them next to Kelly and Chris. Then I went to the counter, picked up the third one and walked back over to them.

Kelly and Chris both gave me quizzical looks.

I smiled at them. "I know that it's unusual for a slave to propose a toast to his superiors, but we're in the kitchen, so I'm assuming that it will be allowed."

Kelly smiled back at me, nodded her approval and picked up her glass. Chris followed my wife's lead.

As we held up our glasses I said, "To destiny."

Kelly stared at me. "Timmy what does that mean?"

"It means lots of different things. I believe that you and I were destined to meet. As Chris pointed out earlier this evening, you're not capable of being faithful to just one man. I happen to be one of the few men who cannot only tolerate that characteristic, but is actually excited by it."

I glanced at Chris. He was nodding in agreement.

Continuing, I said; "It was destiny that you met Chris. After getting to know him tonight I think he's a wonderful choice to be the first boyfriend you have as a married woman."

Kelly gave him a kiss on the cheek and said, "I think so too." And then she put her hand over her mouth and looked at me in sudden alarm. "Timmy, I'm sorry."

I shook my head. "There isn't any need to be sorry, I like him too."

Returning to my toast, I said; "Kelly I believe that you're destined to be a great courtesan who will also have many personal lovers during the course of her life. I'm pleased that we're finally on a course that will allow you to fulfill that destiny."

Kelly stared at me. I think she was a little amazed by my last statement.

I ignored her questioning look and proceeded. "I also think that I was destined to serve a great courtesan like you and I cannot begin to describe how excited I am about the prospect of fulfilling that destiny."

I took a sip of my rusty nail and held out my glass. "I repeat, to destiny."

Both Chris and Kelly were absolutely flabbergasted. Neither of them moved or said anything.

Finally I said, "Hey guys are you just going to leave me hanging here?"

Kelly stared at me. After a moment she shook her head and smiled and then she clinked my glass and whispered, "To our destinies."

Chris quickly pulled himself together and followed my wife's lead. After he clinked each of our glasses we all took a sip of our cocktails and set them on the table.

There was a moment of silence and then Kelly said, "Timmy that was the most beautiful toast I've ever heard." Giggling, she added; "It was also very exciting. Do you really believe that you were destined to serve me?"

I slowly nodded and then with every bit of conviction that I could possibly muster I answered, "Yes Ms. Mason, I do."

Kelly stood up. During my toast she'd been sitting on Chris's lap with her arm draped around his neck. I was still standing next to them so after she was standing all Kelly had to do was take a half step towards me and her body was pressed against mine.

She wrapped her arms around my waist and looked into my eyes. "Timmy, do you want to fulfill that destiny?"

Again I answered, "Yes I do."

When she heard my answer my wife took a deep breath and said, "I also want you to fulfill that destiny." And then in a solemn almost ceremonial voice she added, "I promise you that I will try to be an appreciative, caring and loving mistress."

I didn't say anything, I just bowed. It was intended as a sign of my willingness to submit.

For a moment we were silent. It wasn't an awkward silence. It was more like a short period of quiet contemplation. All three of us grasped the significance of what had just transpired and we needed a few seconds to appreciate the full implications of the commitment that Kelly and I had just made to each other.