Date: Tue, 13 Mar 2012 08:43:06 +0100
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Magenta. Part Five.

  This story is for persons of eighteen years or over.  All comments, good
or bad, are welcome and all will be answered.

  Part Five

   `Oh shit,' he said, still carrying on eating. `It's Dorothy.'

   `Dorothy?'

   `Mmm. My wife.'

   `Holy shit! What do we do?' I said getting into a panic.

   `Nothing,' he said calmly, continuing on with his food as the kitchen
door opened and in walked a stunning attractive woman. I put her
immediately at about thirty, blonde, a generous mouth and I saw she had
blue eyes when she took her dark glasses off to throw onto one of the
worktops. Her clothes were immaculate and looked every inch a classy woman.

   `Hello Walter,' she said, her voice low but clear and quite melodious.

   `Hello Dorothy,' he mumbled round the food in his mouth.

   `And who is this?' she asked, turning to me.

   `Magenta, a friend of mine.'

   `Pleased to meet you Magenta,' she said, holding out her hand which I
took and shook. It was firm and felt quite cool, as cool as

she looked. `I'm Dorothy Parks.'

   `Parks?' I stammered. `But I thought...'

   `Oh yes, Walter's my husband but I use my maiden name for my business.'
She turned to one of the cupboards and I saw her get out a gin bottle and
pour out a generous half glass and then took a tonic from the fridge and
added it to the glass. She looked me over the rim as she took a sip, her
eyes giving me the once over in an appraisal.

   `Are you fucking each other?' she asked in the same voice without any
inflections at all.

   `No,' I said.

   `Yes,' said Walter, speaking at the same time as me.

   `Pity,' she said moving over to where I was sitting and stroked my
hair. `I would have liked to call Magenta my friend too.'

   `Hands off Dorothy, she's strictly into men,' he said.

   `Haven't you worded that the wrong way round?'

   `I don't think so,' he chuckled. `She certainly taught me a thing or
two.' I think I was sitting there with my mouth open listening to them talk
about me as though I wasn't there.

   `I didn't think an old dog like you could learn anymore?'

   `Old dog? I'm more like a puppy in her hands.'

   `Then maybe she could teach me a few new tricks then?'

   `I said hands off Dorothy.' She pulled out a chair and sat down opposite
me and looked me straight in the eye.

   `It's not your decision Walter, it's Magenta's. Could you teach me any
tricks Magenta?'

  `Well...I...I,' I stammered looking helplessly at Walter. My mind was in
a turmoil. Here I was being asked if I wanted to have sex with this
gorgeous woman and I didn't know if I wanted to or not. When she had run
her hand over my hair I seemed to have had little shivers run down my spine
and I didn't know whether it was from fear or excitement. I was still
looking at Walter waiting for some response as to what I should do, but he
was looking down at his unfinished sandwich.

   `You did promise Walter,' came the soft voice again of Dorothy.

   `Promised what?' I asked, glad of the distraction from the other
question.

   `That we would share his next woman that he brought here,' she replied,
turning towards me with that nice smile. `He's always humped the girls that
I brought home with me.' I looked at Walter and saw that his face had gone
red.

   `He never said anything to me about that,' I replied.

   `No, I didn't think he would.'

   `It was only at weekends I agreed,' Walter finally spoke up.

   `Weekends were never mentioned Walter, and you know it,' Dorothy said
turning back to him.

   `Can I have one of what you are drinking?' I asked Dorothy rather
weakly, my mouth having gone dry all of a sudden.

   `Of course you can Magenta,' she said sweetly and I felt like her
namesake in the Wizard of Oz facing the wicked witch of the East, though
she looked more like the good witch of the South. She poured out a generous
tot and got a fresh bottle of tonic from the fridge and topped up the glass
with it before handing it to me, our fingers briefly touching and there I
felt that little electric charge again only this time, running up my arm.

   `Thank you,' I said a little shakily at that sudden tremor and took a
hefty gulp and managed not to cough as it went down.

   `Let's drop that subject for a minute. Do you know that I'm a dress
designer?' she asked me.

   `Yes,' I replied, a bit relieved at the change of subject. `Walter has
already told me. He thought you were in New York.'

   `I was until yesterday. I came back to London last night and I collected
my latest designs that were ready and have them in the car now. Would you
like to see them and tell me what you think of them? They've not been put
on show yet.'

   `Yes please,' a little thrilled at being asked to view clothes that have
not reached the shops yet.

   `Walter. Fetch my two cases in from the car please,' she said to
him. Then to me, `Come upstairs and let me show you what I took to New
York, I always keep the originals,' taking my arm as if to help me up from
where I was sitting down.

   `Bring them up to my room,' she said over her shoulder to him as we went
out of the kitchen. `I'm very pleased with my trip. I sold the whole lot
and made a small fortune in the process. Ten thousand dresses at two
hundred pounds each, not bad for six months work is it?' she said as we
went upstairs. `Of course, there is still the making of them and other
costs, but I should clear half a million and that's not to be sniffed at.'
I was amazed at how much she had said for only six months work. I was
slightly dazed as we went into a room that was opposite to the one I had
been in earlier with Walter.

   Her room was bigger by having had one wall taken out and the other room
it revealed was just one big walk-in closet and all the sliding doors were
full length mirrors. The bed I noted, was even bigger than Walter's and
could sleep four quite easily I thought. Her windows looked out over the
grassland and I noted that if she had been here earlier, she would have
been able to see Walter and I cavorting on the grass not far away.

   Dorothy led me into this room of mirrors and began sliding some of the
doors open to reveal hangers with all different styles and colours of
dresses that she had said she designed. They were simply gorgeous and I
said so and she pushed them about as she looked at me, pulling one out.

   `This would be about your size, though maybe a bit small in the
bust. Try it on.'

   `Oh I couldn't,' I stammered.

   `Of course you can,' said Walter, dropping the two suitcases he'd just
come into the bedroom with and flopping down on the end of the bed.

   `Where would I change?' I said looking round for the bathroom door.

   `Here.'

   `But I haven't got a bra on,' I said.

   `That doesn't matter. Walter's obviously seen them and I've seen more
tits than you've had hot dinners.'

   `Both in and out of bed,' Walter muttered. `Come on Magenta. It is a
lovely creation and I would like to see you in it.' So somewhat self
consciously, I undid my skirt, glad that I'd put my panties on, and passed
it to Walter. Then I took off my blouse and had both of them looking at my
breasts as they were revealed.

   `That's a lovely pair you've got there,' Dorothy said, making me blush
and I also felt my nipples begin to rise at her scrutiny. I quickly took
the dress off the hanger and stepped into it and pulled the straps up over
my shoulders as she came behind me to do the back up. I ran my fingers down
the front and felt that soft fabric and wished that it was mine to keep it
was so gorgeous and felt right on my body. She was correct in the size and
the fact that it was a bit tight across my breasts.

   `There,' Dorothy said turning me round so that it flared out
slightly. `Oh no. You should be showing a bit more breast. The neckline's
designed to show off your assets,' and before I could stop her, her hand
was in and down the top and under one breast as she pulled it up to settle
it in the dress's cup. I think I went red in the face again as she did the
same with the other one.

   `The idea is to show the top of the aureole but not the nipple,' she
said, making another adjustment, feeling me again as she pushed my hard
nipples just below the top. `Lovely breasts,' she smiled as she looked at
me, `soft too. What do you think Walter?' she asked turning me round to
face him.

   `Yes they are soft.' he replied.

   `I'm talking about the dress!'

   `Oh, lovely, absolutely stunning.'

   `I got an order for one thousand for this model,' she said proudly, and
then helped me out of this dress for me to try another one on. She touched
my breasts again, only a bit more so, actually rubbing the nipples in her
palm. `Makes them stand out better for this dress,' was the excuse, and I
must say I began to get wet between my legs at her touch. I could also see
that Walter, now leaning back on his elbow on the bed was getting an
erection as he watched me change dresses.

   It was after the fourth dress that she appeared to notice his hardness
inside his trousers.

   `Look. He's got a hard on watching you,' she said to me. `I think any
breasts turn him on. Go and give him a suck, he'd like that.'

   `Oh I couldn't,' I stammered.

   `Why not? Don't you like a big cock standing up or is it just the oral
part you don't like?'

   `No. It's...it's because you are here.'

   `Oh don't be silly girl,' she said going over to the bed and pulling
down his zipper and pulling his erection out for me to see. I know my face
was red now for I could feel the heat in my cheeks. `It's easy,' she said
as she knelt down and took the head of his cock into her mouth and gave him
a good few sucks, her eyes looking at me as she did so. Then she let him go
for it to flop onto his belt buckle and came over to me. `You give him
one,' she said, giving me a push in the small of my back so that I almost
stumbled those few steps towards the bed.

   Walter looked at me and nodded, so I went down where she had knelt and
slowly lifted his erection up and with my eyes closed, on the premise that
if I couldn't see her, she couldn't see me either, and took him into my
mouth and gave him some sucks. I almost bit it off when I felt her hand
come up under me and take hold of my right breast and begin to gently
squeeze it.

   `Don't give him too much,' came her soft voice in my ear and my thighs
began to quiver as I felt my juices start to trickle down my leg at having
my breast handled that way as I sucked on him. I lifted my head up off him
and then felt her other hand come round to hold my other breast and then
had the shock of feeling the tips of her breasts touch my back. I hadn't
heard her take off her clothes and now she was right behind me on her knees
fondling me while I was in between his open legs.

   A warm glow had started in the pit of my belly as her hands moulded my
breasts and I couldn't help but give out a sigh and leaned my head back
till it rested on her shoulder, the action tightening my breasts and making
the nipples stand out like organ stops.

   `It's much more comfortable on the bed my dear,' her voice still soft
but seemingly more hypnotic now and I felt her hands gently pull my breasts
up and so I stood up with her still holding them as she pressed her naked
body close up to my back.

   As if in a trance, I got onto the bed and lay on my back as I felt her
get on and lay down beside me. Then she moved and I felt her hair brush my
cheek as her soft lips came down onto mine and I was then suddenly hungry
for her kisses and opened my mouth slightly at their pressure and our
tongues met.

   What a sudden rush of passion I had then as I threw my arms round her
neck and held her tight as we kissed and fought each other with our
tongues. I could feel her breasts coming over mine, squashing them both
between us and sensed rather than felt my panties being pulled down from my
hips and thighs. I didn't care now one way or the other as we broke off our
kisses for breath, our two chests heaving against each other before she
moved her body down and began to suck on my nipples.

   The nibbling caused that glow in my belly to break out into a fire as
she began to kiss her way down across my stomach, it turned into a raging
inferno and then her mouth was down there between my open legs and her
tongue started to explore my very being.

   I came in one of the biggest orgasms I've ever had and I shuddered and
thrashed as another mouth began to kiss my breasts and a hand moulded and
pushed the nipple up higher to be sucked upon. My hand went out and flailed
about till I found Walter's hard cock and I grasped it firmly and pulled it
towards me.

   He had to let go of my tits so that he could move closer and not have
his cock torn off as I pulled him towards my open mouth and take him in to
suck on as I was being sucked and drained down below by Dorothy.

   I opened my eyes briefly to see his stomach just above as he lay across
me, supporting himself on his outstretched arms and then had to hold the
base of his cock tight as he began to thrust himself downwards into my
mouth. I came again and surged up, arching my back at the thrill of feeling
that heat and glory swirl round my inside as Walter, still fucking me in
the mouth, came, almost making me choke as it poured out into the back of
my throat.

   My thighs were clamped around Dorothy's head as I sucked like mad on
Walter, getting really fucked and filled at the same time. My legs were
prised apart and I heard the gasp of Dorothy taking in air as Walter sighed
and stop moving for me to finish sucking out the last of his sperm before
swallowing.

   As he moved off, pulling his still erect prick out from between my
rasping teeth, Dorothy kissed her way up my body again till she was back on
top for us to kiss again. I tasted myself on her lips and I'm sure she
could taste Walter on mine as we kissed for a few more minutes before
breaking apart, both of us now covered in a fine film of perspiration.

   It was only now as we three lay flat on our backs on her big bed did I
get to see the body of the woman who had just taken me to heights that I'd
never known before. She smiled as she saw me looking at her, saw my eyes
rove over her body and noted that she was in fine shape for her age. Her
stomach was flat and her breasts didn't disappear when in that position as
many women's do, looking like two fried eggs on a plate.

   `Why don't you touch them,' she smiled softly at me and I slowly leaned
up on an elbow and tentatively reached over and caressed the nearest one to
me. It was as soft and pliant as mine and something stirred inside me again
as I gently moved it around under my hand. I felt the nipple come up under
my palm and watched its mate on the other breast rise up too.

   `Kiss it,' came the velvet voice in that hypnotic way that she seemed to
have mastered in her speech. I leaned in closer and took the hard nipple in
my mouth and teased it with my teeth and tongue before sucking on it as I
gently squeezed the breast.

   `That's lovely,' I heard her sigh which gave me encouragement to go
further and so I moved up a little and leaned into her and gave her a kiss
on the lips.

   Then before I could stop myself, I rolled over so that I was then on top
of her and began kissing her deeply, enjoying having her tongue play with
mine. I could feel her heart beat between our breasts as they melded
together and I felt her hand start to put pressure on my head to start to
move down.

   So breaking off the kissing of the lips, moved slowly down as she had
done, kissing down to the breasts and over her stomach till I reached the
pubic region that I knew was just above what she wanted me to explore. I
was nervous as I felt her legs part so that my body slipped in between
them, and with the taking in of a deep breath, closed my eyes and put my
mouth and tongue between the parted lips of her sex.

   It was wet and not unpleasant to taste and I could feel the hard little
bud of her clitoris under my tongue. This I licked and sucked on for a bit
until I needed more fresh air, and then head back down as I pushed my
tongue into the opening of her vagina. I kept darting it in and out, trying
to copy what she had done to me in between licking the outer edges of it as
I kept taking in gulps of air, for one's nose does tend to get buried when
going down deep.

   I don't know how long I was down there, licking and sucking in between
using my tongue before I felt her tugging at my hair. I slowly moved up her
body as she had done, kissing her till our lips met once again.

   `That was very nice for a first timer,' she said between those kisses.

   `But you didn't come,' I protested. `You made me come twice.'

   `I've had more practice at it than you have,' she smiled. I then noticed
that Walter was up on his elbow looking at us.

   `Were you watching the whole time?' I asked, feeling my cheeks heat up.

   `Yes,' he grinned, `and nice to watch it was too.'

   `You beast,' I cried, rolling off Dorothy and slapping him on the chest,
but smiled shyly as I did so.

   `Well? What do you think?' he smiled back at me.

   `It was different,' was all I was going to say. I didn't want to get
into a fight while on the bed.

   `Very diplomatic. Now how about something to eat, I'm hungry and I've
got this todger to feed to get my strength back?'

   `Good idea,' said Dorothy rolling off the bed on her side and standing
up and I could see then that her breasts were nearly as full as mine,
though I could see the beginnings of a slight sag, and her bush was nicely
trimmed into a perfect V shape. I felt Walter roll off his side as I
climbed out on the same side as Dorothy had.

   `Do you have a robe or something?' I asked, watching Walter stride naked
towards the bedroom door.

   `Oh we don't bother with them,' she laughed. `Let me feast my eyes on
you as I feast on an omelette.' So I followed her naked body out of the
room, watching the undulation of her buttocks as she moved gracefully along
the short hall to the stairs. I somehow would have like to have been the
first down the stairs to watch Walter come down, purely to see how his cock
would swing as he did so.

   We went into the kitchen where I was told to sit down as she donned an
apron and began getting eggs and pans out for the omelettes she was going
to make.

   `Salad and wine,' she commanded of Walter and they refused my help as
they prepared the meal. Delicious it was too as Dorothy sat down opposite
me so that she could as she said earlier, feast her eyes on my tits as we
ate. We also drank three bottles of wine, Dorothy saying it was a pity that
his prick wasn't as twisted as his mind then he could screw it into the
cork and save them the problem of hunting for the corkscrew every time they
wanted a bottle of wine.

   They did let me help with the washing up of our used things and then it
was back to bed again. Dorothy went down on me again and Walter then went
down on her. As we knew he only had one fuck left in him, I, as the guest
had him, though it was doggie fashion this time so that Dorothy could suck
on my tits as he fucked me.

   I came awake slowly in between the pair of them and found out they
employed a housekeeper after a fashion.

   `Mrs Wilkinson,' I heard Dorothy say on the phone by the
bedside. `Breakfast for three in thirty minutes thank you. Come on sleepy
head,' which I guess was directed at me for she leaned over and kissed
me. `Up and hit the showers.'

   `Have you been with marines too?' I asked in a yawn as it was exactly
what my two had said first thing in the mornings in their hotel room.

   `Only the female ones dear,' she smiled.

   `Oh, I didn't know that they had women marines.'

   `Yes, and believe me, they can be right bitches and a lot tougher than
the men.'

   `Christ. The two I had were hard enough,' I said as I got off the bed
and went into the bathroom to do the necessary before my shower. We didn't
play about in there as there were teeth to clean as well as one of us
having to shave but there was plenty of room for all three of us. This time
I was given a robe to wear, the same as them as we trooped down to see Mrs
Wilkinson, a portly middle aged woman, dish us up nearly everything that an
Englishman has for breakfast.

   `I thought only hairy truck drivers ate this amount,' I said when my
full plate was put in front of me. Scrambled egg, crispy bacon, fried
tomatoes, two sausages and mushrooms. Not to mention the fried bread and
buttered bread slices on the side as well a great big steaming cup of
coffee.

   I can't say if it was to my credit at all, but I ate all that had been
put in front of me and felt I was being a glutton to have eaten so much
when I usually make do with one slice of toast. But then, they too
demolished their offerings and it was only after Walter gave out a big
belch did I let myself have one too, having swallowed the first one as it
being a bit unladylike. It was when he let out a fart that nearly made me
choke on my coffee.

   `Walter!' cried Dorothy, `must you always do it at the breakfast table?'
she said quite angrily.

   `Sorry dear. It's the scrambled eggs. You know they always do that to
me,' and he grinned at me as I tried to cover up my laughter. It made the
place suddenly seem more human like.

   I spent the whole morning going through Dorothy's latest batch of
designer clothes that I hadn't seen the day before. Some I could not wear
because of the size but modelled those that I could get into, plus some of
the older ones.

   There was one we had a laugh about though it wasn't a dress, but a see
through top that was meant to be worn with a bra. She said that she wanted
to try something with this, so she rooted about till she found a bra,
though one size smaller than I would normally wear, but would do the trick
she said.

   I put it on and then after adjusting it, pulled out the piece where my
nipple was and cut it with a pair of scissors and so when it was back snug
with my tits, my nipple stuck out through the hole she'd made. She then did
this to the other side and when I was comfortable again, I put on this see
through top and I was astounded at how erotic it looked when I faced the
mirror.

   The bra itself was the most obvious thing you could see through this
thin material, but would have to take a second look to believe that you
could actually see my nipples standing out from the bra. I went all jelly
legged at seeing this.

   I actually wore this when we sat down for a light lunch and Walter
didn't spot it at first, but then did a double take a little later on
exclaiming that he could see my nipples. Dorothy and I laughed at his face
and so I think she then launched a new bra to go with this top because of
our little joke. I've still got that bra as it happens, though I seldom
wear it as I hate the damn things anyway.

   We all went to bed that afternoon for a session that was a very good
learning curve for me in woman to woman sex, though I still preferred the
hard cock of a man up inside me instead of a tongue. We'd been resting for
about an hour and I was again in the middle, one hand playing with the
pubic hairs of Dorothy and the limp penis of Walter with the other when I
noticed a bowl of fruit on the side of the dressing table.

   `Do you eat a lot of fruit?' I asked dreamily of Dorothy though I wasn't
that way in my mind, having speculations on what I was seeing.

   `Yes,' she answered in the same way I'd asked the question. With that
answer, I rolled over to Walter and whispered in his ear and he gave a
chuckle as to what I had suggested and said yes. So after a few minutes, he
got up off the bed and went out of the bedroom without giving Dorothy any
cause to ask where he was going. He was back within two minutes and got
back onto the bed again, first having passed by the fruit bowl bringing me
back what I wanted, but I noticed that he now had a steaming erection up
and waiting for action.

   `Shall we do something different?' I asked Dorothy, giving one breast a
stroke and a squeeze of the nipple.

   `What do you have in mind?' she asked, her eyes still closed but had a
smile on her face.

   `You'll see,' I said as Walter had got the condom out of its wrapper and
was rolling it down over his erection.

   `Watch this,' I said to her, making her open her eyes as she now saw his
rubber sheathed erection being held up as I got astride him, backwards,
facing his feet and had him insert his cock up into my anal passage.

   `Aaah,' I breathed out as I settled down on his thighs with his cock up
my arse, taking care not to wince as the head of his piece stretched me as
I took him inside me. Dorothy was now sitting up and looking at me astride
his body in this position. Unbeknown to her, behind my back, he was peeling
the skin off a banana to which he passed to me on her blind side.

   `Well we had lunch,' I said beginning to lean back onto Walter, `but we
didn't have any dessert. Would you like a banana?' I said as I was now
fully stretched out and I showed her what was in my hand as I then opened
my legs and pushed it up into my vagina so that only the tip of it would be
visible.

   `Oh Christ,' she breathed as she now comprehended what was going down
with me be fucked anally by Walter while she could chew me out. She was up
and round between my legs as Walter began to ease my body backwards and
forwards on his cock as he slowly fucked me up the arse and I had Dorothy
chewing at the end of the banana that I was holding up inside my front
passage. I found that I could hold that banana there or push it down but I
made it as difficult as I could for her to get her teeth into it to pull it
down and only let her have small nibbles at it as I was being slowly fucked
by him.

   She was almost slobbering as she sucked at my vagina to get it out to
eat and so I got the thrill of her attacking my front and having him keep
up his slow fucking from the rear.  I don't know if Dorothy came, but I
certainly did as she got the last piece out of me and so did Walter,
bouncing me like crazy as he came, smearing all my juices over Dorothy as
she took the plug out as it were and released my flood.

   Dorothy came up laughing with her smeared face and kissed me, making
Walter squeal at the sudden extra weight on top of him. He managed to roll
us off as we laughed and I still whimpered as he tore himself free from my
backside to get up and go and dispose of the condom. I let Dorothy clean
him up this time.

   `That was great,' Dorothy said as she came back up the bed to kiss and
hug me. `Do you have any more tricks like that up your sleeve?'

   `Well I've heard it called many different names before but I've never
heard it being called a sleeve,' I said, going off into a howl of laughter,
which she, when she realised what she had said, joined me. Walter laughed
too as he saw us clutching each other in mirth.

   `God, I'm thirsty,' I said. `Any chance of a drink Walter? One with lots
of ice in it,' and I winked at him. Smart boy. He got the message straight
away and said he'd be only too pleased to serve us with iced drinks. He
went off and was back about five minutes later with three tall glasses of
gin and tonics and the one with the most ice, he passed to me.

   We all had a good drink before I started to play with Dorothy's breasts,
kissing them and moving down till I was between her legs and began to
tongue her. Walter I noticed, was sitting up with a smile on his face
having a good idea what I was going to do.

   I made a meal of chewing out Dorothy, her clit and all that I could
reach with my mouth and tongue and then came up for fresh air.

   `It's making me dry,' I gasped and picked up my glass and took a drink,
but without her noticing that I took a large ice cube into my mouth. With
the glass back on the side, I went straight down on her again, and then by
putting my lips up close to her vagina, I eased it open and pushed this ice
cube up inside with my tongue.

   She gave a jolt as the cold ice hit her hot insides and her thighs came
together almost like a clamp, but I was ready and stopped them from fully
closing.

   `What the hell...?' she cried as I began to move that cube about inside
her with my tongue, heating her and cooling her at the same time. `Oh God,
this is fantastic!' she cried as she writhed on the bed as I worked on her,
and it made her orgasm. The sudden flood almost sent the fast diminishing
cube out, but I was able to keep it there till it completely melted, which
wasn't very long considering how hot she was.

   I came up from between her thighs with a wet face and grinning from ear
to ear to see that she was really splayed out on the bed.

   `I've not seen that before,' Walter said to me, `Can I take over?'

   `Of course, she is your wife after all, ` I said. `But let's have a
little help shall we?' I smiled wickedly at him as I reached for my glass
and pulled out two ice cubes and held them ready till he was settled
between her open legs. Then with his erection just before her entrance, I
pushed the two ice cubes inside her for him to ram home with his prick. It
was just like loading a cannon with the shell and having the rammer push it
in to be ready for firing.

   Boy did he fuck her. She screamed out at the cold cubes and then grabbed
him by the shoulders as he pushed himself fully inside her and began to
hump her. Her legs coming up high and I didn't get a look in at this
session. So she had her second orgasm thanks to iced water and looked
completely fucked out when they broke apart to much heaving of chests and
sweat covered bodies.

   `Well an old dog has certainly learnt a new trick,' she gasped.

   `To which of us are you referring,' Walter said speaking in the same
way, trying to get more oxygen into his lungs as he spoke.

   `Both of us, for you've never done that before. With me I might add.'

   `Thank Magenta for that then,' he said, slowly collapsing alongside his
wife.

   `I haven't got the strength. You do it for me.' So he rolled onto his
side and gave me a long kiss. Thanks, he mouthed at me in that kiss, and I
wasn't quite sure how I was meant to take that.

   Dinner, or I should really say supper, was a boisterous affair, lamb
chops, fresh peas and new potatoes with fresh mint sauce was a delight. The
three of us naked eating round the table in the kitchen as we relived the
joke with the banana and then the ice cubes which gave us a lot of laughs.

   `Do you know Walter?' Dorothy suddenly appearing quite sober. `That has
been the first time you've ever had me in front of one of your girl
friends?'

   `Well it's the first time I've seen one of them give you an orgasm.'

   `Touché my dear.' she smiled at him and then bestowed the same smile on
me. I should have felt flattered, but somehow, I couldn't accept that
because I had the uneasy feeling that I was some kind of pawn in a chess
game between them that had no rules.

   In spite of my misgivings, we had another good night of sex between us,
but somehow, I still had some feeling of relief the next day when it came
time for me to leave because I still had to report for work, if any, that
evening. Walter had ordered a car for me and I gave and received kisses
from both of them as we said our goodbyes. I still was unable to really
work out that relationship that I'd just left. Did he really think much of
me or was he just a procurer to satisfy his wife's predilections. That and
many such scenarios ran through my mind as I was driven home.

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