'Almost done, lover?' she asked sweetly.
He nodded with a grim smile. Ohh, he really was going to fuck the ears off of her, and she was going to enjoy every minute of it. 'All done, Red.'
'Want to play?' she teased wickedly.
Both men grinned broadly.
'First I want my massage, Rolfie,' she told them.
'Table is all set up for madam,' he answered her.
The two men toweled Nora off, and then when Kyle had pinned up her damp hair, he helped her onto the table. Nora almost dozed off as Rolf massaged her front side. His hands were both gentle and strong. Her firm breasts seemed to grow even firmer with his attentions. The heel of his palm, pressed firmly on her mons, however, brought her fully awake again. His handsome face was devoid of any expression, but she knew he had done it deliberately. A finger massaged oil into her clitoris and the hood over it, but just as she was beginning to feel a little tingle he spoke.
'Turn over, Nora.' And he helped her to flip.
He massaged her shoulders and she could feel the tension draining away. His strong hands smoothed down her long back, finally reaching her buttocks. Rolf's fingers kneaded her now-firm ass, the edge of one hand sliding down the crease between her buttocks. Fascinated, she forced herself to relax as the hand moved between the cheeks of her ass as deep as it could go. The room was silent. She did not see Rolf nod meaningfully to Kyle, but she felt the two halves of her ass being pulled apart, and as quickly the sensation of something rubbing against her anus very softly.
'Wha…?' she tried to speak.
'It's alright, Nora. We're just showing you something new,' Rolf told her. 'We aren't going to do anything you aren't ready for, sweetie.'
The slick finger stroked a spot she had never thought to be touched. It was rather exciting, and sent a small frisson of pleasure through her. Nora didn't know whether to be shocked by her reaction or not. When she felt him begin to blow softly there, she shivered. She actually wiggled a bit. The hands holding her ass cheeks apart released her, but the finger remained, and Nora could not help herself. She squeezed that finger even as she felt her face grow warm with a guilty blush.
'I think someone is going to be ready soon for a nice ass fuck,' Rolf said.
'Not yet.' Kyle's voice was almost angry.
Rolf actually laughed as he withdrew his finger and, going over to the double sink, washed his hands before resuming the massage. When he had finished with her legs, thighs, calves, and feet, he smacked Nora's bottom a light whack. 'All done, sweetie.' Then he helped her off the table.
'Let's have some of that wonderful wine I had earlier,' Nora said in an attempt to break the tension. What an incredible fantasy world this was. Kyle was jealous of Rolf. And Rolf was enjoying torturing Kyle over her. Could her sense of self-worth get any better? She wanted that sense to carry over into her other world. She needed it to fight Jeff and win.
They went into the bedroom, with its huge bed, and Kyle poured them three goblets of Sweet Scarlet. He raised his glass. 'To Nora,' he said.
Rolf nodded. 'To Nora, and to new sexual explorations.'
'To the both of you, who make me feel so damned good,' Nora toasted them back. Then she downed half of the wine. 'I want to make love again before my wake-up call, boys,' she said to them. 'Drink up!'
But the two men put aside their wine, sandwiching her instead between them.
'Too much wine always leads to too little cock,' Rolf said. He was standing behind her, his penis between the cheeks of her ass, his hands wrapped firmly about her breasts, thumbs rubbing against her sensitive nipples.
He needed to be brought down a bit, Nora considered. Rolf was getting a bit above his station. She drew away from him, her eyes meeting Kyle's in a silent understanding that she knew pleased him. 'I believe I'm the one directing this mйnage а trois, Rolfie. You are my slave, aren't you? And your mistress is in the mood for a little cunnilingus. Is your tongue as skillful at that task as it is talking, Rolfie?'
He took her by the hand and led her to the bed. 'If my mistress will lie back, I will endeavor to pleasure her,' he said with a counterfeit show of deference.
Nora lay back on the bed, spreading her legs open for him. She gestured at Kyle. 'And you, slave, give me your cock to play with else I be bored.' She could see he was already half aroused. He too needed a lesson. He had been behaving in too dominant a manner tonight. She felt Rolf kiss her vulva even as Kyle positioned himself atop her chest, careful not to let his weight hurt her. Unable to help herself, she ran her hands lightly over his muscled thighs. Then she took his penis in her hand, holding it gently as she breathed softly on it. Her other hand lightly tickled his balls as the tip of Rolf's tongue lightly touched her clit.
Nora put Kyle's cock in her mouth, but she did not suck on him. Instead she slid her lips up and down the long shaft. When her tongue encircled the tip of it several times, he shuddered. He was getting harder, and it was more difficult for Nora to concentrate on what she was doing because Rolf's skillful tongue was caressing her clit. She began to suck hard on Kyle's penis, which grew firmer and firmer in her mouth.
'She's ready,' Rolf said suddenly.
'So am I,' Kyle groaned. 'Let go, Red, if you want to be fucked.'
She released him immediately, and the two men reversed positions, with Kyle thrusting hard into Nora's vagina, and Rolf kneeling behind her head and leaning forward to push his cock into her mouth. This time they all came together, and when their bodies had untangled themselves Nora cuddled against Kyle contentedly.
'That was nice,' Nora said softly.
'Better than nice, mistress,' Rolf told her. 'I'm going to shower and go if you don't need me anymore tonight.'
'No, go on,' she told him. She wanted to be with Kyle now. Just Kyle. She dozed, only to be awakened by the sharp ring of the telephone. Confused for a moment, she rolled over and looked about. A portable was on her bedside table. Reaching for it, she pressed the ON button.
'It's four a.m., Mrs. Buckley,' the crisp voice said. 'The Channel will be closing in a half hour.'
'Thank you,' she responded groggily, pressing the phone's OFF button. 'Kyle?'
'I'm here,' he said, coming into the bedroom. 'Go shower. I've got a nice cup of cappuccino for you.'
'You are perfect!' she told him, stumbling from the bed into the bathroom. She showered quickly, washing away the strong scent of unbridled sex from her skin. Toweling herself off, she walked naked back through the bedroom and into the living room. To her amusement he helped her into her short navy silk robe, and she cocked an eyebrow at him. 'You don't like me naked anymore?' she teased him.
'We don't have much time, and I just want to enjoy your company for a few minutes,' he told her, handing her the footed cappuccino cup. 'When are you coming back to me, Nora?'
She sat down, and to her surprise, he sat on the floor by her side, his dark head in her lap. 'I can't come tonight. It's Saturday, and if I let J. J. stay out with friends two nights in a row, it will look odd. And Sunday night is a school night, and he'll be home. Probably not until Monday night, Kyle.' She sipped at the cappuccino. 'Umm, this is really good.'
'I'm going to miss you,' he said softly.
'I'm probably going to miss you more,' she told him. He was a fantasy, and you didn't have feelings for a fantasy, Nora reminded herself. But she did have feelings for him. He was her creation. The perfect man. The perfect lover.
'Let's just be together, the two of us, then, on Monday night,' he said.
'Okay,' she agreed. 'No Rolf and pretty maid.'
He looked up at her. 'I'm falling in love with you,' he told her.
She was startled. 'You can't,' she said. 'You don't really exist, Kyle.'
'I exist for you, Nora,' he reminded. 'I am as real for you as anything else is.'
'But not in my world of reality,' she said. 'You're my fantasy, Kyle. Nothing more than a fantasy.'
'I'm going to teach you to love again,' he told her.
'If you can do that,' she said wistfully, 'it would be a miracle.'
'I can do anything you want me to, Red Rover,' he told her, looking up into her gray green eyes.
She smiled softly at him and, reaching down, caressed his jaw, but as she did she felt herself sliding away from
