worked, Jack?’
‘It shall be worked if it is possible,’ I said as I smiled at Fanny’s eager expression. ‘I consider I am in debt to her for the delicious time she gave me when last here!’ Fanny coloured vividly while her mistress laughed merrily. ‘Let me think!’
It was a bit of a poser, but my fertile imagination was equal to the occasion.
‘By Jove!’ I exclaimed as a sudden idea struck me, ‘I think it can be done! Listen, you two.’ The girls leant forward in pretty eagerness. ‘You and Mrs Blunt must come here together, Alice! that’s inevitable. You’ll be here by one o’clock, for we must have early lunch and a long afternoon.’ Alice nodded significantly.
‘Let Fanny follow you in half an hour’s time, having lunched at home, as I am sorry I don’t see how I can give her lunch here. She must not be seen by Mrs Blunt, or the latter will be suspicious! When you arrive, Fanny, come straight into this room and hide yourself in my alcove! There’s a peephole there, from which you will be able to see all that passes. If Mrs Blunt’s curiosity should lead her to wish to see my alcove, I will choke her off by saying it is my photographic darkroom and there is something there which would spoil if light were to be admitted. So you’ll be certain to see the fun, Fanny.’ (She smiled gratefully, as did also Alice.) ‘When you see that I have worked my plan successfully and your mistress and Mrs Blunt are fastened to the pulleys, take off your clothes noiselessly, even your shoes, and when I have blindfolded Mrs Blunt, you can slip out and share with your mistress in the pleasure of torturing her! you mustn’t speak and you must move noiselessly, for her senses will be very acute. What do you say to this, Alice?’
‘Jack! it will be just lovely!’ exclaimed Alice, while Fanny, too respectful to speak, looked her satisfaction and gratitude. ‘What a time Connie will have between the three of us!’ she added, laughing wickedly.
‘Now, what’s the next point?’ I asked.
Alice looked towards Fanny, then replied: ‘There is nothing more, is there Fanny?’
‘No, miss,’ she answered.
‘Then we’ll be off! Thanks awfully, Jack, I’m really very grateful to you for arranging about Fanny. Come, Fanny!’ and they rose.
‘Where to, now?’ I asked. ‘You are a pair of gadabouts!’
Alice laughed. ‘My dentist, worse luck!’
‘Poor fun!’ I said. ‘For you or Fanny?’
‘Me, unfortunately, Fanny will have to sit in the waiting-room.’
I glanced at her maid, and a sudden desire to have her again seized me. ‘Look here, Alice,’ I said, ‘I’m going to ask you a favour! Will you allow me to have the company of your maid this afternoon?’
Fanny blushed rosy red over cheeks and brow. Alice laughed merrily, as she regarded her blushing maid and caught her shy glances.
‘Certainly, Jack, as far as I am concerned!’ she replied. ‘What do you say, Fanny? Will you stay and take care of Mr Jack?’
Fanny glanced shyly at us both. ‘Yes, miss, if you don’t mind!’ And vivid blushes covered her face as she caught Alice’s amused and half-quizzing look.
‘Then I’ll be off!’ Alice exclaimed, ‘don’t trouble to come down, Jack. Bye-bye, Fanny, for the present!’
But of course I wasn’t going to let Alice leave unescorted, so accompanied her downstairs and saw her into a taxi, under a shower of good-natured chaff from her. Then, two steps at a time, I hurried back to the Snuggery, where I found Fanny standing where we had left her, evidently very nervous at being alone with me.
I took her gently in my arms and kissed her blushing upturned face tenderly, then sat down and drew her on to my knees.
‘It is sweet of you to be so kind, dear,’ I said, looking lovingly at her.
She blushed, then raising her eyes to mine she said softly: ‘I couldn’t refuse, sir, after you had been so very kind to me about Mrs Blunt.’
I laughed. ‘Not for my own sake then, Fanny?’
‘Oh, I didn’t mean that, sir!’ she exclaimed hastily in pretty confusion.
‘Then it is for my own sake, dear?’ I asked with a smile.
‘Yes, sir!’ she whispered bashfully as she looked into my eyes timidly but lovingly. I drew her to me and kissed her lips passionately. Then I gently began to unbutton her blouse.
‘Do you wish me to… undress, sir?’ she murmured nervously.
‘Yes, please, dear!’ I whispered back. ‘Use your mistress’s room; does your mistress… have you naked, Fanny?’ I asked softly.
‘Yes, sir,’ she whispered, blushing deeply.
‘Then I’ll do the same, dear!’ I replied with a smile as I freed her and led her to Alice’s alcove, then undressed myself in mine.
Presently Fanny emerged, stark naked, a delicious object, her face covered with blushes, one hand shielding her breasts and the other her cunt! I sprang to meet her and led her to the couch and made her sit on my knees, thrilling at the touch of her warm, firm but soft flesh.
‘What shall we do, Fanny?’ I asked mischievously as I slipped my hand down to her cunt and lovingly played with it. My caress seemed to set her on fire; she lost her restraint, suddenly threw her arms round my neck and kissing me passionately murmured: ‘Do anything you like to me, sir!’
‘Then may I suggest a little sucking first, and then some sweet fucking?’ I said softly. Her eyes beamed assent.
I laid her flat on her back, opened her legs widely, and after feasting my eyes on her lovely cunt, I applied my lips to it and tongued her till she quivered and wriggled with delight. Alice had evidently taught her this delicious pleasure. Then I got on her and thrust my prick well up her; she clasped me delightedly in her arms, and letting herself go, passed from one spending to another, wriggling voluptuously, till she had extracted from me all I could give her. I shot into her excited interior with rapturous ecstasy-and between fucking and sucking we passed a delicious afternoon!
In the enforced intervals for rest and recovery, I learnt from her all about her sexual relations with her mistress. She described the sensation of being provoked into spending by the sweet friction of Alice’s cunt against hers as something heavenly, so much so that the two girls seldom did anything else but satisfy in this way their lustful cravings and desires. One evening, Alice apparently was very randy and insisted on frigging Fanny, first tieing her down to the four bedposts, then made Fanny tie her down similarly and tickle her cunt with a feather till she spent three times. It was clear that the girls were devoted to each other. I asked Fanny what she thought would be the arrangement if we succeeded in converting Mrs Blunt to their ways; she blushed and said she didn’t think it would affect her and Alice’s relationship and she hoped Connie would sometimes spend the night at Alice’s and give her a chance!
Six
A few days later I received a note from Mrs Blunt saying that Alice was staying with her and she would be delighted if I would dine there with them quite quietly. I naturally accepted the invitation.
I was somewhat of a stranger to Mrs Blunt. I had met her more than once and admired her radiant beauty, but no more. Now that there was more than a possibility that she might have to submit herself to me, I studied her closely. She was more voluptuously made than I had fancied and was a simply glorious specimen of a woman; but she was something of a doll, rather shallow and weak-willed; and I saw with satisfaction that I would not have much trouble in terrorising her and forcing her to comply with my desires.
During the evening Alice brought up the subject of my rooms and their oddity and made Mrs Blunt so interested that I was able naturally to suggest a visit and a lunch there-which was accepted for the following day, an arrangement which made Alice glance at me with secret exultation and delighted anticipation.
In due course my guests arrived, and after a dainty lunch which drew from Mrs Blunt many compliments, we found ourselves in the Snuggery. The girls at once commenced to examine everything, Alice taking on herself the role of showman while I, in my capacity of host, did the honours. I could see that Fanny was at her post of observation-and now awaited with some impatience the critical moment.
In due course Mrs Blunt and Alice finished their tour of inspection, and made as if they would rest for a while.
‘What comfortable chairs you men always manage to get about you,’ remarked Mrs Blunt as she somewhat critically glanced at my furniture. ‘You bachelors do study your creature comforts-and so remain bachelors!’ she
