Delilah s Tribulations
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The door opened as I led Lisette up to it. Sally stood there, gloriously, beautifully, nude, except for her collar, wedding and engagement rings.
“Darling, this is our guest, Lisette Connors. Lisette, my wife, Sally.”
Sally stepped back. “Come in, come in!”
I stepped aside to let Lisette go first and hesitated. “I’ll get the luggage from the car,” I said, and as Sally led our guest upstairs, I extracted the cases and dumped them in the hall, shut the door, and put the car away. It was quite fun to drive. I’d have to take it out more often, but ... Oscar got a pat on the headlamp as I left the building. I made sure the building was secure and went indoors to carry the cases upstairs.
The guest-room door was open when I arrived. Lisette was wearing a look of disdain. Sally, well, she had a ‘neutral’ expression which I couldn’t remember seeing before.
“Your wife says there’s nothing to do here.”
“Well, Lisette, if you don’t like hiking, sailing or bird-watching, that’s probably true. We do have satellite t/v and internet, and a selection of DVDs. I have a laptop computer you’re welcome to use which will stream videos, and if you give me a list I’ll obtain any film or music you’d like. There’s no cell coverage anywhere around here unless you want to climb to the top of the fells. You’re here because this is probably the safest place for you at the moment.”
“I’m sure you could think of something to entertain me.”
Oh yes? Don’t much like the way she’s looking at Sally – or me, for that matter. “We’ll leave you to unpack, Lisette. Dinner at?” I glanced at Sally.
“Seven thirty, unless you want to eat earlier. Lisette, there’s plenty of snack food in the cupboard, tea, coffee, fruit juice, wine, beer, whisky, if you’re hungry or thirsty.” She caught my eye. The message was ‘get me out of here, please’.
“Thanks, Sally,” I nodded slightly and stepped aside so she could leave and smiled at me as she did so. I looked at Lisette. “We’ll try to entertain you, but I suspect most of what we do won’t appeal to you. Are you hungry? Thirsty?”
She shrugged. “I’m okay till dinner. Sure you can’t ... occupy me for an hour or so?”
That was the first really obvious come on since we’d met. I’d thought I wasn’t to her taste. I smiled. “I don’t think so. Do come down if you need anything.”
“You mentioned a computer.”
“Oh, sure. I’ll bring it up. You’ll need to plug it in. The battery isn’t great.”
That was easily sorted, and I found Sally in the kitchen. She looked at me, wide-eyed. I closed the distance between us, took her face in my hands, and kissed her softly, and as lovingly as I possibly could.
She wrapped her arms around me and pressed her cheek against my chest. “You know, Sally, while I love to look at your body and watch you move, it might be a good thing for you to dress and tone down the submissive slave bit.”
“Maybe. But I don’t see why I should have to be someone else because we have a guest.” She looked up with a crooked smile. “You know, Master, you haven’t worked out for a day or two.”
I stifled a groan. “Do I have to?”
She giggled, a delightful sound I never tired of and welcomed especially right then.
“Oh, go on, then.”
“Thank you, Master.”
Up in the attic, we changed (or I changed; Sally dressed) into gi for our workout. I was familiar enough by that point to go through a warm-up routine without Sally’s supervision before running through some kata. Our form is eclectic, as my uncle taught Sally, but the kata build muscle memory. After half an hour or so of that, Sally called for free practice. If we’d been serious, I’d have been flattened, but as it was she outpointed me five to three. Sally is lithe and quick as a snake, and I always feel like a lumbering oaf in comparison.
As it happens, I got the last throw and, as we bowed to each other, I looked up to see Lisette standing and watching.
“You’ve got your own gym?”
“In a small way,” I said. “Really, just the practice mat and some free weights. If you know what you’re doing, you’re welcome up here. If not, I’m sure Sally will teach you.”
“Really? Her?”
“Don’t be fooled, Lisette. Sally’s the Sensei here. She taught me. I only got that last throw because she let me close so I could use weight and brute force.”
“Is it Judo?”
“No. More like Ju Jutsu,” I said. “We use whatever works. It’s not for sport, it’s for defence. If you’re fighting for your life, you have to use whatever you have. But there’s bits of Karate, Tae Kwon Do, others. We have Kendo sticks in the cupboard.”
“It is seven o’ clock,” Sally put in. “I need to prepare the pasta.”
“A shower first, though?”
“Oh, yes. I have time for that.”
And very nice it was, too. If not long enough.
The Bolognese was wonderful, as usual. Lisette and I sat at the table, but despite my earlier words, Sally, nude, collared, knelt next to my chair. It’s taken some getting used to, but feeding her mouthfuls alternately with myself is both sensual and curiously satisfying. As a result, Lisette finished her meal well before we did. When I glanced at her, her expression was very different. Was it sadness? As I watched, she sipped at the Chianti we were enjoying.
She met my eyes. “You two...” she said, but stopped and said no more.
Sally and I finished, and my wife stood. “There is ice-cream, stewed apple, flapjack, or cheese and crackers to follow.”
“I’d just like tea, as usual, please.” I looked at Lisette, “Feel free to have whatever you fancy,” I told her.
She raised her eyebrows and smirked, but didn’t pick up on the opening. “I think I’d like a cup of coffee, if that’s possible.”
“No problem,” Sally smiled. “Latte, black, cappuccino?” She went to a cupboard and extracted the rarely used espresso maker.
“Cappuccino? Really? That would be perfect!” She hesitated, and went on, “Can I help? Clear the table? Fill the dishwasher?”
Sally smiled as she filled the kettle and dealt with the coffee. “Thank you. But I’m the dishwasher. If you wouldn’t mind putting the pots on the counter, that would be good.”
It was time for me to be shocked. Sally had always steadfastly resisted any attempt on my part to help out in the kitchen. Sally looked at me, smiling, knowing what I was thinking. “Master, if you’d go to the lounge as usual, I’ll bring your Earl Grey when it’s ready.”
I sighed. “Thank you, my love,” as I rose and made my way out of the room.
They came into the lounge together, not much later. Sally was carrying a tray with Earl Grey tea, as usual, and Lisette her cup of cappuccino. Sally was smiling. Lisette was pensive.
Sally knelt next to me and poured tea before laying her head on my knee. I picked up my cup with my left hand so I could stroke her hair with my right. No-one spoke. At length, Lisette broke the silence. “It’s been a long day,” she averred. “I’m for bed. Is there a time for breakfast?”
Sally lifted her head. “Just come down when you’re ready. If I’m not up, help yourself, but I expect I’ll be up before you.”
Lisette nodded, and left.
“She’s softened,” Sally commented. “I don’t think I trust her, though. There’s still ... something.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. While we were in the kitchen, she said to me ‘you two, you’re really in love, aren’t you?’ I said yes, of course. You know, I felt she was actually envious. But there’s more going on behind those over-made-up eyes than envy. I just can’t decide what.”
“Well, Jonny did warn us.” Our voices were low enough I was pretty sure Lisette would not have heard through the door. We sat quietly a little longer. “Slave.”
“Yes, Master?”
“I’m getting a sort of stiffness. I think it’s your responsibility to relieve the discomfort. In the bedroom.”
“Yes, Master!” The enthusiasm in her voice was matched by her sparkling eyes. She stood smoothly and paused before leaving the room with me in hot pursuit. I could never choose my favourite sight, but Sally’s rear, her bottom gyrating as she walked has to be high on the list. My ‘stiffness’ was becoming almost painful. She flicked the duvet off the bed and lay back, arms behind her knees, spreading herself open to me. As I approached, she just said, “Cock, not tongue.”
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KEY WEST TODAY I was sitting in Captain Tony’s drinking a Papa Doble and thinking about life. The hundreds of autographed bras hanging from the ceiling ought to tell you everything you need to know about the ambience around THAT place. The building itself has been everything from an ice-house to a whore-house. The current incarnation dates back to Hemingway’s day. It was originally called Sloppy Joes. But the landlord raised the annual rent a buck. So the owner took the entire saloon, lock,...
Alyssa Milano came out of the bathroom, still a little wet from the shower she had just taken. She had not slung a towel around her magnificent nude body. She simply enjoyed walking around naked. She had tried to cool her off but when she was towelling down and rubbed over her large breasts and between her legs she became slightly aroused. Now she was fingering her cunt absentmindedly as she headed for her sleeping room. Suddenly her dog Digger appeared out of another room. He walked over to...
Every teenager imagines their first time, right? Girls often imagine it being romantic and sappy, while boys, not so much perhaps. I had always imagined losing my virginity being a certain way. I can honestly say that while it was nothing like how I had planned, it was definitely not a disappointing experience. I had never been the type of girl to have relationships as a teenager. I fooled around sometimes with boys, but never dated. When I was seventeen however, I had my first relationship...
First TimeJohn knew he had a long day ahead of him. He groaned as he realized he had to deal with another long day of cleaning up after spilled popcorn and spilled sodas. With the newest family movie having been released, parents would be bringing their kids to watch the movie. As he showered and dressed, he realized something important.
People looking at Anna and Mark Menendez nowadays see them as a successful couple; both in their relationship and business life. Married for ten years they have managed to grow ever closer in that time. To Mark, Anna is more beautiful at forty than she was at twenty when they married. Despite the years her figure is as firm as in her youth. Her red hair had no hint of grey, and her eyes still sparkle with mirth and innocence. Mark, her husband is more distinguished over the years. Together...
Chapter II Fuck, it’s hot. The smashed fender is stubbornly resisting all efforts to pry it away from the rear tire. Sweat runs in small rivulets from my forehead, down my nose, then drips to the wavering pavement below. Feels a lot like a spider crawling on my face and I have to stop working, way too frequently, to wipe the tickle away. The crowbar slips and a nanosecond before my knuckles crash into the rim, the rusty iron tip carves a six inch scratch in virgin paint. Son-of-a-bitch. Oh...
We communicated for quite some time on line before we ever met, so we knew of each other's interests. Not just the "kinks" but general as well. After meeting we had become friends. Our original contact was on a fetish sight so those interests were always basic to our relationship, though over time less discussed. My fantasy dealt with submitting as a sissy "service maid." He was more interested in a sexual submissive than a service one, though he did show a curiosity about...
Vicky thought she had everything sorted out in her life. She had assessed everything and it was all in order. Until Chris walked into her life and turned it upside down. After dating for a month or so, she is so happy. He is adventurous, fun to be with and really hot. The trouble is, she isn’t the only one who thinks that and her roommate Sofi has been checking him out on more than one occasion. Vicki has been admiring Sofi for a while now, so this is the perfect situation to keep...
xmoviesforyouThings couldn't have gone much better, those first few weeks Josie and I were together in the Twin Cities. I had been afraid my having lined up those two part-time jobs would irritate her, because they tended to eat up what little time I had that wasn't spent with learning to pitch. But Josie didn't react that way at all. Instead, she promptly found herself a very nice gig on a local radio talk show. The show was produced by another female ex-jock and sports nut, Angie Erickson. Angie...