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248 Just a few precious months. 1
I am Peter, my wife`s name is Kelly, she is a short and busty, blond with beautiful eyes, and a bubble butt. We have been married for about 30 years, we have no k**`s although we have been incredibly happy as well as sexually active with one another and a few friends both male or female. We both love porn.
We live here at the coast, our bungalow built to order has an indoor swimming pool, and a panoramic view from the clifftop which we love. We both have no need to work, finance being assured due to a legacy from her parents that ensured we were made multi-millionaires. You would think that life could not be better… sadly you would be wrong… I would give all my money and wealth and gladly if I could have my Kelly`s health restored, she, having been diagnosed with a terminal illness that can neither be halted or alleviated.
We sat in the doctors oak panelled room facing the specialist in these things, a day in London to visit Harley street for a second opinion had confirmed the diagnosis of our own local man, the fat old man sitting in front of us peering over the big old desk was confirming that my wife, my life partner, my soulmate at best had 9 months to live and the last couple of them would be in a d**gged haze or total agony, and for all the money and power that I had there was not a bloody thing in this world that I could do about that situation. He broke the news in a way that was to the point and still gentle, sadly I suspect he had done this many times before.
My world crumbled as his message got to my brain and she clutched at my arm as if I could save her.
In a whirl we were soon outside, Dennis my chauffeur, soon had us swishing along the west-way, the M4 and away towards home in his usual smooth way, we were both in tear`s so I suspect he had the jist of the doctor`s message, and as usual he just quietly kept his own council. 3 hours saw us home, unusually none of us had spoken, over the whole length of the journey. As we entered the house, we were met by Nan, our pretty ex model, cook/housekeeper, Dennis behind us shaking his head, finger on lips, to warn her that the news was not good.
Without a word she served coffee in the panoramic lounge, overlooking the bay, then withdrew, her tactical silence was much appreciated as we mentally, slowly came to terms with the terrible news.
Kelly, finished her coffee stood and began shedding her clothing, I knew instinctively she wanted to swim, its what she did when she wanted to think, she blew me a silent kiss and now naked, off she went to our pool. Nan reappeared and collecting up her mistresses clothing.
Now perhaps I should describe the delightful Nan, early 40`s, black hair,6 ft 3 inches tall, hourglass figure, ex- model who is bi, sub and could occasionally be free with her services, to the mistress, myself and probably Dennis, who too is a sub, this time a 60year-old grey haired wizen little chap who though only short, carries a tool of awesome dimensions and keeps the garden and the cars in fine order! The two, single folk, both live in in rooms in the north wing of the sprawling building, together or apart, we don’t ask!!
Anyway, back to the story, Nan having collected the clothes approached me and without a word I began undressing. We live almost a naturist existence some days, so to us and the staff, this was normal, her eyes begged the question I knew she needed to ask but could not bring herself to voice. Naked now I growled; “Nine months maximum Nan, and there`s nothing anyone in this world, can do to ease or extend that, just nine more months at the absolute maximum…” the effort of putting that in words brought me to tears, and the lovely Nan dropped the clothing then wrapped her arms around my neck in a motherly caress that both comforted me and allowed me to vent my feelings into her soft jumper covered shoulder as well as hiding her expression from me. I make no bones about it, or excuses, I wept, bitter tears of sadness ran free, both for her and a little for my own soon to be lonely self, none of which did I want my poor wife or anyone else to see.
Nan, bless her, though moist of eye herself, gave me a big clean handkerchief, no doubt slid up her sleeve in a pre-thought gesture, when she left the kitchen, a mark of her knowing us that well! She told me as she collected the clothes once again that “we would need to keep things as normal as we can for as long as we could, for the sake of her mistress” adding that “the meal would be served in about an hour,” then she swept out, the clothes in hand, perhaps to hide her own tears and no doubt to weep in private.
For a week nothing changed, or was said, it was as if it had never happened, meals came and went, Kelly, swam daily, we walked on the beach in the bay, shopped, slept together, played computer games, and not one word was ever said about what lay ahead.
I had decided to allow her to broach the subject herself as and when she herself wanted too. Both Dennis and Nan getting used to my bursting into tears at the drop of a hat whenever Kelly was away swimming or whatever, I just couldn’t help myself.
We were called to the local hospital a week or so later, issued with medication, pain killers, phone numbers of hospices, offered counselling all the nine yards most of which was not anything we would need, as I already had quietly arranged an on call private nurses and the like, for whenever when we needed their services, for which I was more than happy to pay.
But the visit to that hospital, on that Friday had finally brought the situation into the open, and together that evening in front of the log burner she began to talk to me, it was like a burst dam, and she could not help talking once she had started, all her pent-up thoughts and emotions came flooding forth. She started by saying “she loved me as no-one else,” and when I went to tell her that that was the same for me, she put her finger to my lip and went on to ask, “if I would truly do anything for her that she wished during these last months?” I expected her to want perhaps a cruise, or holiday in the Bahamas or something… To which I instantly whole heartedly agreed… sadly it was one of her verbal traps… a double-edged sword as she then said that “she was resigned now in a strange way, to dying but it must be here in the place she loved so much!” She said that “her passing would be harder on me than it would be on her, me being left here alone!” Then she said, “That as I well knew she had always been a sexual sort of woman, but for the next few months, till she was incapable, she wanted to live here and have sex, sex, and still more sex!”
She wanted to share her body with me, with Nan, with Dennis, and a couple of our more `kinky’ friends, and anyone else who she, wanted to use her, in the many ways that she had fantasised about…”
It was to be in any way that she wanted, or had dreamed of “come one come all, she just wanted to go out with not one bang but loads of big sensuous adventures…!” She said that “she was no longer worried about her good name, she wanted sex in any form that I could arrange for her and as raw and kinky as she could bear!”
She said, “she wanted to be queen and to have us all to do whatever she wanted, when she wanted it, and with anyone, no matter how bizarre or painful it was to be, we must not to stop any scenario she had dreamed up however bizarre!” She said “she was sorry but I really would have to expect to share her over these last few months, she wanted more than I, on my own, could ever supply, I would in fact be a cuckold , but not just to her lovers, but to all-sorts of masterful pain givers, blacks, even a****ls if she had a mind,” but she said it was not to humiliate me, I must belive that, it was for her, and it was so she could experience all the things she had ever dreamed of or fantasised about over the years!”
Well if that’s what she wished who was I to argue, and I agreed instantly, but her second wish, now that had me sat down and my mind reeling. She said that when the time came, she wanted me to put her down like a sick a****l … she said it “was the ultimate in love to save a loved one from long drawn out pain.…………!”
It was not a task I relished but neither was the prospect of her suffering and fading before my very eyes, a man wouldn’t let his pet suffer would he, much less a much-loved wife. But that needed thought and great care and although I could see where she was coming from, it would take planning at least or I would be in jail for the rest of my miserable single life
Before I could say another word, she added the third wish…and it was a lulu…
“Look Peter, I have nothing to leave in this world, no family to embarrass now and nothing to say ‘Kelly, was here’ so I want whatever I do sexually on my own or together with, or for others, until my end… however it comes… I want it filmed, and I want it distributed to as wide an audience as you can arrange. With you our sex is precious, and we don’t want to embarrass you in that way do we… so that is separate, and it is a memory your memory of me, but I have given this loads of thought, and as Dennis`s hobby is photography, and as we both can trust him, I want him to film every thrust, every scream, every orgasm, as I want especially to leave a record for those perve`s on hamster who have given us so much fun over the last few years. Is that really awful and perverted Peter? Would you really mind as my lover, and my husband? it`s something I really do want to happen with all my heart!”
Who was I to refuse that, ending her suffering well that would take a lot more thought, but the film, well, it would be something to reminisce over, and to get her the joy of sex in any mortal way she wished, well, all I could say was if I could arrange it for her…then belive me I would, and I am the man who can afford it too, so it would happen.
We collapsed on the big white leather sofa, kisses said it all, she whispered in my ear to “call the staff, and we will share the news.” So, I pressed the button and soon, Nan in a faun skin tight American Indian style dress that hugged her shape like a second skin glided silently into the room, “Nan fetch me some beers, whatever the mistress wants and drinks for yourself and Dennis, then both come and join us here please, we all need to talk.”
She silently nodded, then with Kelly`s order for white-wine, she padded away to fetch Dennis and the drinks. Kelly moved to the other sofa, as we waited their return. She soon reappeared, drinks trolley well laden, Dennis in attendance, suited and booted as usual ever ready to drive me anywhere.
Kelly, told him he was much too formal and too pop off and change into something “easier to get out of” (which had him smiling broadly) and to “hurry up, as she wanted to talk to you both!”
He was soon back in his track suit and he joined Kelly on the opposite sofa, Nan by now having served the drinks and was sat with me. Together the three of us sat, quietly sipping the drinks, as Kelly, began to explain that “the specialist had given her only 6 to 9 months to live!” not a flicker gave away that the two staff already knew, so she went on that “she was resigned to her fate,” she said she had “known for a few weeks now and had had to come to terms herself with the situation before she told them.”
Both staff mumbled their `shocked’ emotions, and she went on that she, “had made certain decisions, and with their help she would pass away happy if they would agree as there were” she said, “a couple of tasks that might just compromise their good names if things were not handled with care.” There was a silence you could cut, while she turned to Nan, and said that” to achieve her aim she needed a partner, someone to share her pain, her love and her joy, and if Nan would, she would like her to be the one as she was the only woman she really trusted!” They both looked expectant and she went on “you Dennis I wish to film every sexual tryst that my husband arranges for me, and belive me I`ve asked for this few months to be Sex, sex, sex. Peter will arrange all the lights, cameras, and things you need, and I want to leave a legacy of fantastic films to Peter, the hamster folk and yourselves.”
Dennis bless him said” it was a bucket list that was awesome, and he would be honoured to do whatever she needed it was the least he could do!” Nan added “she would love to partner her mistress and be her friend in whatever she wished to do it was a sad honour to be asked to share under such circumstances!”
She did not ask what depraved sex she was getting into though Dennis did ask as to the nature of the games, more as a guide to what kit he would need. Her answer was “she had not really planned it properly yet, but she would let him know.” My lovely wife smiled then looked deep into my eyes and said that the sex would be “any type and every type, some she wanted to repeat, some she had not so far had the opportunity to enjoy, from the soft to the hardest and all points in between!”
Nan smiled at that, but her face fell a little when my sweet lady added quietly that “she had asked Peter to `put me down like a sick dog’ when things get too painful, but so far he has not yet agreed!” all eyes turned to me and I shrugged, saying “I was not keen on prison food and was still contemplating of a way to help Kelly, without risk to any of us, as I didn’t want her to suffer any more than they did!” That was greeted with nods of approval and understanding.
She went on “The next few months I am Queen, if I want one of you in my bed, well, just be prepared and it could be anytime, as the doctors have said I shall need to be `kept active mentally,’ and this I have decided is going to be my way to do it!” she paused “the date is March now and I was diagnosed in mid-February, so we have till perhaps till November…ish if it goes full term, or at worse about August, so expect to be tired over the next few months!”
It was a chilling Calendar, and brought home her practical and steady thinking, as she went on that “contrary to what would seem the way to go, I want to start out gently and rather than taper off, we will work towards more `strenuous’ games later as then if I get marked or worse”
she paused perhaps for effect… “it won`t matter will it and it might save you Peter a problem…but belive me I am looking forward to those times of total sexual abandonment as by then I just won`t care as the d**gs take away a lot of pain and it will at least be spontaneous!” at that Nans face went pale, she like me was surprised at the cold-blooded thinking of this pretty lady and her admission of her very sexual needs.
Dennis just sat, his face like granite as he surveyed her with sad eyes. Then he quietly said to her that “Madam was the best lady employer I have ever had, and we all here know that at times we have had the most fantastic sex together, the best I have ever experienced, and if I can help in any way with this terrible situation, and I mean anything at all, you only have to ask madam.”
She was impressed with his candour, I could see that, and she placed her hand in his saying that, he had been a fantastic driver and groundsman, as well as well as a great and trusted friend, and her lover, so indoors from now on he was to call her `Kelly’ as he was more her friend than her employee,” adding, “that goes for you too Nan, you are fine folk and your both my friends, and confidents and I could not ask for more OK?”
They sat, silently nodding and we drank quietly watching the fire for a while digesting her words. Then Kelly said brightly, “You see, I want to experience all the things my sexual life would have encompassed over the years ahead, and as we all know I don’t have years ahead, so I am going to condense them into what time I have left… so…Will one of you miserable buggers soon kiss me, I want to enjoy the next few months, so brighten up, we have some time yet…”
We all turned to her but Dennis being nearest got to her lips first, and they embraced in a very un-employee to employer way and the evening descended to a much more sensuous and happy level.
After a short while, Nan and myself too becoming entwined in a like fashion. Kelly stood, looked at me in that way she used, and said “tonight I think it`s my camera-man`s turn, so I will see you at breakfast Peter, then she kissed me, winked said “don’t do anything I wouldn’t,” and not quite dragging Dennis behind her, she set off for our bedroom. It was the first time she had taken him for the night on their own, until now it had always been games in the sitting room, games room, or the pool and all together. Nan with a big grin kissed me once again and whispered that “it looked like things were going to be a bit different this year then…” before smiling she took my hand and led me to her room which till then I had never been in since it had always been her private space. The staff had each a bedroom, on suite overlooking the bay and a shared kitchenette, with the sitting room facing the entrance and car park. It was homely and pleasant, and as neither had any family now it was to them home.
Nan welcomed me to her bed and we were soon making love as only a couple of friends can, in a non-sexual way, however I felt there was something…troubling this lovely lady, so I rolled over and asked her what was the problem. She said, “had I thought past Madams passing, would I be staying here, or would the memories be just too strong, and would I move on and her and Dennis be out of a job?”
I told her she was being stupid, “would any man lose two staff of this calibre … no if I did move, which I was not keen to do, she and Dennis would be coming with me anyway, so not to worry on that score at all and now, to get on and Fuck me like a good housekeeper and stop worrying!”
She smiled, and kissed me relief flooding her face as she rolled up onto me and began to Fuck like a demented rabbit that had just had a reprieve.
I won`t bore you with the details of the night, it was vanilla, it was intense, loving and tiring, we both needed sex to dull the mental pain of what was to come, and it did that between bouts of intense fucking and deep sleep, so it came as a shock when dawn arrived. I made tea and we sat in companionable silence sipping it and watching the dawn creep across the grey sea. It had been a memorable night for us both.
We mused what would the next few months bring forth, but for that you will need to wait for the next chapter.
I am Peter, my wife`s name is Kelly, she is a short and busty, blond with beautiful eyes, and a bubble butt. We have been married for about 30 years, we have no k**`s although we have been incredibly happy as well as sexually active with one another and a few friends both male or female. We both love porn.
We live here at the coast, our bungalow built to order has an indoor swimming pool, and a panoramic view from the clifftop which we love. We both have no need to work, finance being assured due to a legacy from her parents that ensured we were made multi-millionaires. You would think that life could not be better… sadly you would be wrong… I would give all my money and wealth and gladly if I could have my Kelly`s health restored, she, having been diagnosed with a terminal illness that can neither be halted or alleviated.
We sat in the doctors oak panelled room facing the specialist in these things, a day in London to visit Harley street for a second opinion had confirmed the diagnosis of our own local man, the fat old man sitting in front of us peering over the big old desk was confirming that my wife, my life partner, my soulmate at best had 9 months to live and the last couple of them would be in a d**gged haze or total agony, and for all the money and power that I had there was not a bloody thing in this world that I could do about that situation. He broke the news in a way that was to the point and still gentle, sadly I suspect he had done this many times before.
My world crumbled as his message got to my brain and she clutched at my arm as if I could save her.
In a whirl we were soon outside, Dennis my chauffeur, soon had us swishing along the west-way, the M4 and away towards home in his usual smooth way, we were both in tear`s so I suspect he had the jist of the doctor`s message, and as usual he just quietly kept his own council. 3 hours saw us home, unusually none of us had spoken, over the whole length of the journey. As we entered the house, we were met by Nan, our pretty ex model, cook/housekeeper, Dennis behind us shaking his head, finger on lips, to warn her that the news was not good.
Without a word she served coffee in the panoramic lounge, overlooking the bay, then withdrew, her tactical silence was much appreciated as we mentally, slowly came to terms with the terrible news.
Kelly, finished her coffee stood and began shedding her clothing, I knew instinctively she wanted to swim, its what she did when she wanted to think, she blew me a silent kiss and now naked, off she went to our pool. Nan reappeared and collecting up her mistresses clothing.
Now perhaps I should describe the delightful Nan, early 40`s, black hair,6 ft 3 inches tall, hourglass figure, ex- model who is bi, sub and could occasionally be free with her services, to the mistress, myself and probably Dennis, who too is a sub, this time a 60year-old grey haired wizen little chap who though only short, carries a tool of awesome dimensions and keeps the garden and the cars in fine order! The two, single folk, both live in in rooms in the north wing of the sprawling building, together or apart, we don’t ask!!
Anyway, back to the story, Nan having collected the clothes approached me and without a word I began undressing. We live almost a naturist existence some days, so to us and the staff, this was normal, her eyes begged the question I knew she needed to ask but could not bring herself to voice. Naked now I growled; “Nine months maximum Nan, and there`s nothing anyone in this world, can do to ease or extend that, just nine more months at the absolute maximum…” the effort of putting that in words brought me to tears, and the lovely Nan dropped the clothing then wrapped her arms around my neck in a motherly caress that both comforted me and allowed me to vent my feelings into her soft jumper covered shoulder as well as hiding her expression from me. I make no bones about it, or excuses, I wept, bitter tears of sadness ran free, both for her and a little for my own soon to be lonely self, none of which did I want my poor wife or anyone else to see.
Nan, bless her, though moist of eye herself, gave me a big clean handkerchief, no doubt slid up her sleeve in a pre-thought gesture, when she left the kitchen, a mark of her knowing us that well! She told me as she collected the clothes once again that “we would need to keep things as normal as we can for as long as we could, for the sake of her mistress” adding that “the meal would be served in about an hour,” then she swept out, the clothes in hand, perhaps to hide her own tears and no doubt to weep in private.
For a week nothing changed, or was said, it was as if it had never happened, meals came and went, Kelly, swam daily, we walked on the beach in the bay, shopped, slept together, played computer games, and not one word was ever said about what lay ahead.
I had decided to allow her to broach the subject herself as and when she herself wanted too. Both Dennis and Nan getting used to my bursting into tears at the drop of a hat whenever Kelly was away swimming or whatever, I just couldn’t help myself.
We were called to the local hospital a week or so later, issued with medication, pain killers, phone numbers of hospices, offered counselling all the nine yards most of which was not anything we would need, as I already had quietly arranged an on call private nurses and the like, for whenever when we needed their services, for which I was more than happy to pay.
But the visit to that hospital, on that Friday had finally brought the situation into the open, and together that evening in front of the log burner she began to talk to me, it was like a burst dam, and she could not help talking once she had started, all her pent-up thoughts and emotions came flooding forth. She started by saying “she loved me as no-one else,” and when I went to tell her that that was the same for me, she put her finger to my lip and went on to ask, “if I would truly do anything for her that she wished during these last months?” I expected her to want perhaps a cruise, or holiday in the Bahamas or something… To which I instantly whole heartedly agreed… sadly it was one of her verbal traps… a double-edged sword as she then said that “she was resigned now in a strange way, to dying but it must be here in the place she loved so much!” She said that “her passing would be harder on me than it would be on her, me being left here alone!” Then she said, “That as I well knew she had always been a sexual sort of woman, but for the next few months, till she was incapable, she wanted to live here and have sex, sex, and still more sex!”
She wanted to share her body with me, with Nan, with Dennis, and a couple of our more `kinky’ friends, and anyone else who she, wanted to use her, in the many ways that she had fantasised about…”
It was to be in any way that she wanted, or had dreamed of “come one come all, she just wanted to go out with not one bang but loads of big sensuous adventures…!” She said that “she was no longer worried about her good name, she wanted sex in any form that I could arrange for her and as raw and kinky as she could bear!”
She said, “she wanted to be queen and to have us all to do whatever she wanted, when she wanted it, and with anyone, no matter how bizarre or painful it was to be, we must not to stop any scenario she had dreamed up however bizarre!” She said “she was sorry but I really would have to expect to share her over these last few months, she wanted more than I, on my own, could ever supply, I would in fact be a cuckold , but not just to her lovers, but to all-sorts of masterful pain givers, blacks, even a****ls if she had a mind,” but she said it was not to humiliate me, I must belive that, it was for her, and it was so she could experience all the things she had ever dreamed of or fantasised about over the years!”
Well if that’s what she wished who was I to argue, and I agreed instantly, but her second wish, now that had me sat down and my mind reeling. She said that when the time came, she wanted me to put her down like a sick a****l … she said it “was the ultimate in love to save a loved one from long drawn out pain.…………!”
It was not a task I relished but neither was the prospect of her suffering and fading before my very eyes, a man wouldn’t let his pet suffer would he, much less a much-loved wife. But that needed thought and great care and although I could see where she was coming from, it would take planning at least or I would be in jail for the rest of my miserable single life
Before I could say another word, she added the third wish…and it was a lulu…
“Look Peter, I have nothing to leave in this world, no family to embarrass now and nothing to say ‘Kelly, was here’ so I want whatever I do sexually on my own or together with, or for others, until my end… however it comes… I want it filmed, and I want it distributed to as wide an audience as you can arrange. With you our sex is precious, and we don’t want to embarrass you in that way do we… so that is separate, and it is a memory your memory of me, but I have given this loads of thought, and as Dennis`s hobby is photography, and as we both can trust him, I want him to film every thrust, every scream, every orgasm, as I want especially to leave a record for those perve`s on hamster who have given us so much fun over the last few years. Is that really awful and perverted Peter? Would you really mind as my lover, and my husband? it`s something I really do want to happen with all my heart!”
Who was I to refuse that, ending her suffering well that would take a lot more thought, but the film, well, it would be something to reminisce over, and to get her the joy of sex in any mortal way she wished, well, all I could say was if I could arrange it for her…then belive me I would, and I am the man who can afford it too, so it would happen.
We collapsed on the big white leather sofa, kisses said it all, she whispered in my ear to “call the staff, and we will share the news.” So, I pressed the button and soon, Nan in a faun skin tight American Indian style dress that hugged her shape like a second skin glided silently into the room, “Nan fetch me some beers, whatever the mistress wants and drinks for yourself and Dennis, then both come and join us here please, we all need to talk.”
She silently nodded, then with Kelly`s order for white-wine, she padded away to fetch Dennis and the drinks. Kelly moved to the other sofa, as we waited their return. She soon reappeared, drinks trolley well laden, Dennis in attendance, suited and booted as usual ever ready to drive me anywhere.
Kelly, told him he was much too formal and too pop off and change into something “easier to get out of” (which had him smiling broadly) and to “hurry up, as she wanted to talk to you both!”
He was soon back in his track suit and he joined Kelly on the opposite sofa, Nan by now having served the drinks and was sat with me. Together the three of us sat, quietly sipping the drinks, as Kelly, began to explain that “the specialist had given her only 6 to 9 months to live!” not a flicker gave away that the two staff already knew, so she went on that “she was resigned to her fate,” she said she had “known for a few weeks now and had had to come to terms herself with the situation before she told them.”
Both staff mumbled their `shocked’ emotions, and she went on that she, “had made certain decisions, and with their help she would pass away happy if they would agree as there were” she said, “a couple of tasks that might just compromise their good names if things were not handled with care.” There was a silence you could cut, while she turned to Nan, and said that” to achieve her aim she needed a partner, someone to share her pain, her love and her joy, and if Nan would, she would like her to be the one as she was the only woman she really trusted!” They both looked expectant and she went on “you Dennis I wish to film every sexual tryst that my husband arranges for me, and belive me I`ve asked for this few months to be Sex, sex, sex. Peter will arrange all the lights, cameras, and things you need, and I want to leave a legacy of fantastic films to Peter, the hamster folk and yourselves.”
Dennis bless him said” it was a bucket list that was awesome, and he would be honoured to do whatever she needed it was the least he could do!” Nan added “she would love to partner her mistress and be her friend in whatever she wished to do it was a sad honour to be asked to share under such circumstances!”
She did not ask what depraved sex she was getting into though Dennis did ask as to the nature of the games, more as a guide to what kit he would need. Her answer was “she had not really planned it properly yet, but she would let him know.” My lovely wife smiled then looked deep into my eyes and said that the sex would be “any type and every type, some she wanted to repeat, some she had not so far had the opportunity to enjoy, from the soft to the hardest and all points in between!”
Nan smiled at that, but her face fell a little when my sweet lady added quietly that “she had asked Peter to `put me down like a sick dog’ when things get too painful, but so far he has not yet agreed!” all eyes turned to me and I shrugged, saying “I was not keen on prison food and was still contemplating of a way to help Kelly, without risk to any of us, as I didn’t want her to suffer any more than they did!” That was greeted with nods of approval and understanding.
She went on “The next few months I am Queen, if I want one of you in my bed, well, just be prepared and it could be anytime, as the doctors have said I shall need to be `kept active mentally,’ and this I have decided is going to be my way to do it!” she paused “the date is March now and I was diagnosed in mid-February, so we have till perhaps till November…ish if it goes full term, or at worse about August, so expect to be tired over the next few months!”
It was a chilling Calendar, and brought home her practical and steady thinking, as she went on that “contrary to what would seem the way to go, I want to start out gently and rather than taper off, we will work towards more `strenuous’ games later as then if I get marked or worse”
she paused perhaps for effect… “it won`t matter will it and it might save you Peter a problem…but belive me I am looking forward to those times of total sexual abandonment as by then I just won`t care as the d**gs take away a lot of pain and it will at least be spontaneous!” at that Nans face went pale, she like me was surprised at the cold-blooded thinking of this pretty lady and her admission of her very sexual needs.
Dennis just sat, his face like granite as he surveyed her with sad eyes. Then he quietly said to her that “Madam was the best lady employer I have ever had, and we all here know that at times we have had the most fantastic sex together, the best I have ever experienced, and if I can help in any way with this terrible situation, and I mean anything at all, you only have to ask madam.”
She was impressed with his candour, I could see that, and she placed her hand in his saying that, he had been a fantastic driver and groundsman, as well as well as a great and trusted friend, and her lover, so indoors from now on he was to call her `Kelly’ as he was more her friend than her employee,” adding, “that goes for you too Nan, you are fine folk and your both my friends, and confidents and I could not ask for more OK?”
They sat, silently nodding and we drank quietly watching the fire for a while digesting her words. Then Kelly said brightly, “You see, I want to experience all the things my sexual life would have encompassed over the years ahead, and as we all know I don’t have years ahead, so I am going to condense them into what time I have left… so…Will one of you miserable buggers soon kiss me, I want to enjoy the next few months, so brighten up, we have some time yet…”
We all turned to her but Dennis being nearest got to her lips first, and they embraced in a very un-employee to employer way and the evening descended to a much more sensuous and happy level.
After a short while, Nan and myself too becoming entwined in a like fashion. Kelly stood, looked at me in that way she used, and said “tonight I think it`s my camera-man`s turn, so I will see you at breakfast Peter, then she kissed me, winked said “don’t do anything I wouldn’t,” and not quite dragging Dennis behind her, she set off for our bedroom. It was the first time she had taken him for the night on their own, until now it had always been games in the sitting room, games room, or the pool and all together. Nan with a big grin kissed me once again and whispered that “it looked like things were going to be a bit different this year then…” before smiling she took my hand and led me to her room which till then I had never been in since it had always been her private space. The staff had each a bedroom, on suite overlooking the bay and a shared kitchenette, with the sitting room facing the entrance and car park. It was homely and pleasant, and as neither had any family now it was to them home.
Nan welcomed me to her bed and we were soon making love as only a couple of friends can, in a non-sexual way, however I felt there was something…troubling this lovely lady, so I rolled over and asked her what was the problem. She said, “had I thought past Madams passing, would I be staying here, or would the memories be just too strong, and would I move on and her and Dennis be out of a job?”
I told her she was being stupid, “would any man lose two staff of this calibre … no if I did move, which I was not keen to do, she and Dennis would be coming with me anyway, so not to worry on that score at all and now, to get on and Fuck me like a good housekeeper and stop worrying!”
She smiled, and kissed me relief flooding her face as she rolled up onto me and began to Fuck like a demented rabbit that had just had a reprieve.
I won`t bore you with the details of the night, it was vanilla, it was intense, loving and tiring, we both needed sex to dull the mental pain of what was to come, and it did that between bouts of intense fucking and deep sleep, so it came as a shock when dawn arrived. I made tea and we sat in companionable silence sipping it and watching the dawn creep across the grey sea. It had been a memorable night for us both.
We mused what would the next few months bring forth, but for that you will need to wait for the next chapter.
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