Date: Sun, 16 Oct 2011 05:45:45 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: The Hostel. Chapter Six.

     After running the hostel for over two years now, it was accepted by
the others that I was the boss, in capital letters. My word was law and
whatever I asked for, I got. So when I said there was going to be another
change of rooms, I didn't get any argument. I shifted the two cooks further
down the corridor and brought Trixie back up a bit closer, but also moved
Fiona one room further away. Her room was, or had been adjoining ours, but
now I wanted that room to be Phillip's. But with a difference by having the
wall knocked through to what was our sitting room. Then I had sliding doors
fitted so that I now had one bedroom on one side with these doors dividing
it from the sitting room. What would then appear to be Phillip's room, also
had some sliding doors to the same sitting room.

     This then gave it an appearance of us having separate bedrooms but
sharing the sitting room. Perfect. Now we could invite our respective wives
to see the hostel and not be having any qualms about them staying
overnight. Pearl, Fiona and Trixie were told what we were going to do and
they quite understood and even let most of the residents know of what was
going down and was pleased that most of them behaved most impeccably. There
was the odd one or two that turned up in the lounge and cafeteria in female
garb, but it went unremarked by the two women.

     They were thrilled when a limousine picked them up from Kingston on
the designated day and delivered them direct to the hostel. The other three
girls stayed out of sight as we were supposed to be the only two people
running the hostel, with help of some staff of course. We met them at the
door and they were most impressed at the size of the place as we ushered
them into the lounge. It was just coming up to five and the bar opened just
that few minutes early for us to give them a drink. We sat and answered
their questions as best as we could and I could see that they liked the
place. Residents had started to arrive, some having a drink first before
going up to their rooms, nodding good evenings to us as they came in. We
sat talking for awhile before taking them on a tour of the kitchen as the
evening meal was now being served up and then having our meal together. The
cook did us a special meal instead of the usual self service meal that was
the norm, giving us table service as a sign of respect. It was delicious
and the girls were delighted with it, plain, but wholesome.

     We had another drink with our coffee in the lounge before taking them
up to our own sitting room. I was glad that the smell of varnish and paint
had by now disappeared and they liked our sitting room and the arrangements
we had made in the separation of the bedrooms. I got a nod of gratified
thanks from Phillip at the mention of this.

     Then, before we knew it, it was time for bed. So with us saying
goodnight to each other, Vicky and I went through our sliding doors while
Joan and Phillip went through into their bedroom.

     `I can see now why you don't want to come home,' Vicky said as soon as
we were alone. Alarmed at the thought that she might have suspected what
was going on, asked what did she mean by that remark. `Well, a room like
this on your own, with bathroom I might add. Though you have to share the
sitting room as you call it, but then all your meals are cooked for
you. You've got a bar and lounge and people to wait on you hand and foot.'

     `I still have to see that the staff are kept on their toes and then
there's the accounts and such like,' I replied as I got undressed ready for
bed.

     `This is like being on holiday,' Vicky said as she snuggled up to me
in bed, `no children to interrupt us.' The children now being old enough to
be left on their own for one night. I got the message and started to make
love to her, pulling down the straps of her nightgown and kissing her
breasts.

     `Take it right off,' she whispered to me as my hand went a bit lower
than her breast. So I pulled it right down and she lifted her hips for me
to clear it from her feet and threw it out of the bed. `Now start at the
beginning again,' she said, `and go right down.' Now this was going to be a
first if I understood what she had said. Usually I had to do my utmost to
be able to use my tongue down below. So from the lips I travelled down the
neck and into the hills, lingering at the peaks to nibble and suck till the
nipples were like bullets. Then down the valley and only a small pause at
the belly button crater before entering the forest. Then to the cave that
was hidden, her legs opening for me to have an easier access as I moved in
between them.

     I can't say that I am in any way an expert in cunnilingus, but then
she wouldn't have known either as I tongued and licked her and was pleased
that I made her squirm and give out groans of pleasure as I did so. What
pleased me more was her then moving down the bed and taking me in her mouth
for a bit of sucking. Now here I am an expert and knew that she was most
definitely an amateur, but what aroused me was the fact that she was really
doing it after all these years of saying no.

     Her faced was flushed when she came back up to the pillow and she
smiled at having done that most daring of activities that a wife can think
of. I smiled and kissed her for this and moved over on top of her and slid
into that wet cavern that was ready and waiting for me.

     There's no comparison to a woman's fanny that has had two children
pass through it to a man's backside. One's wet and wide and the other tight
and dry, though the woman does have more muscles inside than the man. But
still, a hole is a hole is a hole as they say, and so I fucked my wife and
wondered if Phillip was now in the same position I was in. I think that
this was about the second time since we were married that I'd been able to
bring Vicky up to an orgasm. This I put down to the fact that I could now
last longer with an erection before coming myself, giving more than I was
going to get.

     She bucked and thrashed about under me as she came and only after she
started to relax did I come and lay panting on top of her.

     `That was wonderful,' she breathed into my ear. `I must come here
again if it's going to be like that.'

     Oh shit, I said to myself, but began to kiss her to stop her saying
any more that I might regret.

     I awoke to the smell of coffee and found that Joan was already up and
had found the kitchenette and was making us a brew.

     `That smells delicious,' I said as I opened the sliding door from our
bedroom and going through to the sitting room. `Did you have a nice night?'

     `Better than usual,' she smirked. `I don't know where he got the
energy from.' I read that as expertise, but wasn't going to say so if she
wasn't. I had put a dressing gown on, but she was in a quite diaphanous
nightgown and I could quite clearly see her body beneath it. `Help yourself
to the coffee,' she said as she sat down on the settee with her cup in her
hand. She had sat down, not as a woman normally does with her legs close
together, but as a man with her legs a little way apart. That way I could
see her muff and the rest quite clearly as she smiled at me. I got my
coffee and went and sat down next to her to be able to see what she was
showing me more closely. I remembered her saying that she would have gone
topless on holiday if it wasn't for the children, now I was wondering if
she would go further than that.

     `Where's Vicky?' she asked.

     `Still asleep,' I replied, `and Phillip?'

     `Snoring his head off, can't you hear him?' Which I could indeed, and
then I really looked at her lying back in the seat, her legs still apart
and her breasts quite visible through her gown and that the nipples were
quite erect.

     `What do you think of me?' I asked as I put my cup down and leaned
closer towards her.

     `I like you very much Rene,' she replied with a knowing smile.

     `Like me enough to kiss me? I've wanted to kiss you for a very long
time now,' I said. She put her cup down and turned to face me, her body now
lightly touching mine.

     `Yes Rene,' she said simply, moving her upper body slightly more
towards me. That was enough for me to lean in and kiss her and bring my
right hand up to cup a breast.

     `Oh Rene,' she breathed between our kissing as her hand went between
the folds of my gown and took hold of my now erect prick. I moved and bore
her down onto her back on the settee as my hand now went down and pulled up
the hem of her gown. She was willing and her legs parted for my fingers to
find that she was wet and ready for sex. I rolled on top of her and quite
easily slipped into her and then rode her as her legs came up to grip my
waist and buck beneath me.

     So now not only was I fucking Phillip, I was fucking his wife as
well. She was hungry for it and came with a stifled scream as I came too,
both fighting each other for more as we came together. Then I got more
kisses than I could count before I got off of her and retrieved my coffee
cup, and not a moment too soon before Vicky appeared.

     `I smell coffee,' she said as she came into the sitting room rubbing
her eyes which gave Joan just enough time to compose herself.

     `On the percolator,' Joan said, now sitting demurely with her legs
closed and her cup in her hand. I got a squeeze on the thigh from Joan
after Vicky had passed us to get herself a cup.

     `Did you have a good night?' Vicky asked of Joan as she went and sat
down in an armchair.

     `Yes. The service so far has been impeccable,' she replied with a
secret little smile.

     `I'll take a cup of coffee through to Phillip,' I said getting
up. `It's time he was up anyway.' So I poured out a cup and took it through
and woke him up, saying that it was time we went down for breakfast.

     It was nearly an hour before we'd showered and shaved, Phillip and I
shaving I mean, and went down to the cafeteria for breakfast. As it was
just after nine, most of those residents who had day jobs had already eaten
and left, so there wasn't many people down there though it was obvious that
there had been by the number of plates being cleared up for washing.

     Answering a lot of questions I waved a hand at the number of plates
being taken through to the back. `Many of the residents have already eaten
and gone to work. I say residents because many of them see this as a kind
of home from home. We are cheaper than a lot of bed sits especially with
meals thrown in too,' I explained. `That's why we are always full and have
to see that it stays so. Otherwise you wouldn't be getting the holidays you
can now have.'

     Another hour of talking brought it to the time the limousine was
ordered to take them back home, and so with kisses of farewell, they went
off. Though I knew that my kiss from Joan had a bit more meaning than that
of a friend.

     The three girls mysteriously appeared after their departure and I
thanked them each for being so perceptive by keeping in the background and
that all went off as planned. They were happy to see our place of work and
went off in the same frame of mind that we were doing well in our job.

     We'd been open for three years now and I had over a million pounds
outside of the country, it cost me to have this laundering done, but it was
small enough for me to be happy to pay. This was the up side, but there was
also a downside. I was getting bored! It wasn't that I didn't get enough
cock, there was more than enough for me with lots of them still left over,
but I needed something else to divert me.

     Then I thought of the old ballroom that was in the basement. In the
days when the hostel was an hotel, it used to be used for that purpose of
dancing and let out for receptions and the like, but we thought that it
would be too pretentious for a hostel, so didn't do anything with it. It
was now used as a storeroom, a big one that was almost empty.

     It was on a surprise visit by Jerome that told me what I could do with
it. He asked to meet with the four of us but didn't object when Phillip sat
with us in the lounge where I had drinks served when we were all settled
down.

     `I'm glad you came Jerome,' I got in first, because I had a
premonition as to what the subject of the meeting was to be about, `because
I was just about to come and see you.'

     `What about?' he asked warily.

     `Well, we've talked it over between us,' and I was glad to notice that
he didn't see the exchanged glances between the others, `that we do up the
ballroom downstairs and turn it into a small night club modelled on yours
and was going to ask your permission to call it The Blue Room. I know it's
not the title of a film,' cutting off his interjection, `but by using the
word blue, people might think that it is one of your famous
establishments.'

     `Well you've astounded me Stella,' he said. `For that is the exact
purpose of my coming here tonight, to ask if I could open a night club
downstairs.' Now I saw the light beginning to dawn in the eyes of the
others at my opening statement. `Though I would have called it The Blue
Veil, so you have pre-empted me on that score in this venture.'

     `I'm sorry Jerome,' I said somewhat contritely, `that we've got ahead
of you in this. It is because of what I owe you for giving me a start that
made me insist that I ask you for your permission the use the word Blue in
its name.'

     `Does this mean that you will not perform any more in my clubs?' he
asked, and I could see the reason behind the question, and so as not to
cause any friction between us, gave him the answer that he wanted.

     `Of course not! While we can still sing and dance, one of our names
will still appear outside your clubs as we have been doing ever since we
opened this place.' I leaned over and patted his knee. `We still owe you a
lot Jerome.'

     `Well, you seem to be one step ahead of me, and as long as you will
still appear at my clubs, I will agree to you using the word blue.'

     `Thank you Jerome,' I said, patting his knee again. `If there is any
other way I can thank you...'

     `No, no, your words are enough,' he stuttered, his face going a slight
pinkish knowing what I had implied. He quickly finished his drink and said
his goodbyes and left.

     `Well that was some little bombshell you dropped in our laps,' Pearl
said, finishing her gin and signalling to the barman for another round.

     `I must say thank you all for not putting your oars in at the wrong
moment, but I couldn't let him get a foot in our door, so to speak. But I
was serious when I said what I did. What do you think to us having our own
little club downstairs?' I asked. This opened a floodgate of talk and
questions amongst the four of them, even Phillip having a few words to
say. When they quietened down and another round of drinks appeared did I
begin to explain what had just gone down.

     `One. I knew we had the old ballroom downstairs and wondered how we
could put it to use. Two. It was the arrival of Jerome that triggered my
mind as to what it should be. That's why I spoke out first to prevent us
having to either agree or deny his request for him to open a night club of
his own in our own building. Some of you might have agreed out of past
loyalties, but I didn't want him to have a finger in our pie or stuck up my
arse.' This brought forth a few titters. `This is our building and it will
remain so. Now what do you think of us turning it into our own night club?'

     `It's a great idea,' gushed Fiona.

     `Wish I'd thought of it,' said Pearl.

     `I love it!' Trixie crooned. `Performing in our own club!'

     `Can we afford it?' asked our practical Phillip.

     `Ah, that's the very point I was coming to. Having taken a good look
downstairs, I've got a rough figure in mind at how much it would take. I
hope you will agree to what I propose,' I said as I took a deep breath,
'that all we forgo our bonus for two weeks which should cover the cost of
renovating the old ballroom.'

     `What do we get out of it?' questioned Pearl.

     `Oh for heaven's sake Pearl. You miss the footlights as much as I do!
You'd give, well something, to be able to perform again on a regular
basis.' She grinned.

     `You know me too well I think Stella. Okay, I'll go along with you,
you haven't seen us wrong yet.' With that statement it was signed and
sealed because the others, though they looked to me first, went along when
Pearl agreed.

     It took our building friends six weeks to bring that ballroom back up
to its former glory and even having another bar installed down there
too. It was good that it had, apart from an internal entrance, one that had
direct access from the street above. This had a small lobby so we could
have a doorman cum bouncer to monitor all who entered from the outside. It
was only a small sign outside the proclaimed that the doorway led down to
the Blue Room, the wording spelt out in blue neon.

     We had to bring in an outside trio to provide us with the music for
our opening night which was exclusive for the hostel's residents only. It
was thrilling for the four of us to be together in a dressing room, getting
dressed and doing our make-up to try and put on our best show. Phillip
promoted himself to be the compere and we watched him spend hours trying to
get the patter right and he did rather well, or so I thought.

     Our lawyer friends had helped out in getting us an entertainment
licence and one that allowed the bar to stay open till twelve, though the
earliest it would have opened would be eight o'clock in the evening. The
bar would be stocked and run separately from the one upstairs in the lounge
for accounting purposes as the prices would be somewhat higher, but not as
high as what Jerome charged in his clubs.

     We put a sign up in the cafeteria announcing the opening night and
that this first night would be free to residents but any guest staying with
them at the time, would have to pay a token entrance fee.

     The show was to start at eighty thirty and so the bar was opened at
eight and we had, I think, just over a hundred people sitting down with
drinks as we did our first show in The Blue Room.

     It was a rousing success, just the four of us taking it in turns to do
two or three numbers each till it was time to put on the finale. We got a
tremendous ovation when Phillip announced that the show was now over and
then went on to say that there would be three shows a weeks, but there
would have to be an entrance fee. Small, but the performers were doing it
for free but the trio and barman still had to be paid, plus lighting and
all the rest. But the bar will be open till twelve, he finished and even he
got clapped.

     The trio had agreed to do the first night but would wait to see how it
went before agreeing to doing three nights a week, but after this, they
agreed. We even had some other cabaret people ask if they could do, say a
guest appearance occasionally if it coincided with their night off. No pay,
but I agreed that Phillip would announce the club that they were currently
performing if they wanted to see more of the lovely whatever her name
was. It boiled down to us only having to do two nights out of three because
we had enough offers to fill these spots.

     The profit wasn't overwhelming, but then were weren't doing it for the
money now, we were doing it for ourselves which makes a big difference. We
began to get outsiders coming down stairs to see our shows, paying the
entrance fee and it was from these punters that Trixie used to score that
made her happy. The point was made a few weeks later when we had to have a
sign made up that said the club was full as we were only allowed two
hundred people downstairs due to fire regulations and other bye-laws. So it
was to a full house every show that we performed after a couple of months.

     `I've been thinking,' said Fiona one evening.

     `That's dangerous,' commented Trixie, and we all laughed.

     `No seriously. I was thinking about doing something that I've not seen
done before, on the stage that is. You know that at the Windmill, women can
stand there naked as long as they don't move, but you cannot see a naked
man, stationary or otherwise. But if we were to do a shadow play, that's
different.' I liked the idea, but let her go on. `Silhouettes. A screen of
some sort across the stage with back lighting, we could show or what could
look like erect penises but not be seen, if you know what I mean.'

     `That's a bloody good idea,' I said, and meant it.

     `I was thinking of something like Hermaphrodite meets Apollo, you
know. She with big tit's and a cock like a truncheon and then Apollo comes
on and gets to fuck her on stage. Behind the screen I mean, I think it'll
look great.'

     `We could add Eros for her to have him in her mouth as well,' I put
in, getting excited at the idea.

     `The tits would be the problem,' Pearl said.

     `No. We make a pair of falsies, oversize of course for the emphasis,'
Fiona said.

     `So which of us has the biggest erect cock to play this part?' Pearl
asked, and they all turned and looked at me.

     `Me?' I said, pointing to my chest.

     `Yes you,' Pearl continued, `bashful?'

     `No. I just didn't want to brag,' and then we all laughed.

     `Okay. Stella to be woman-cum-man.'

     `I like the come bit,' Trixie butted in with a grin.

     `One track, dirt track mind,' Fiona said before carrying on. `Now for
Apollo, whose got the second truncheon?' This time we all looked at
Phillip.

     `Whoa there. I've never performed on a stage before.'

     `What a debut,' Trixie breathed out with a theatrical sigh. This time
she was ignored.

     `You'll be behind a bloody screen so they won't know who you are. Your
just a big cock getting to fuck Whatsisname.'

     `Do I really get to fuck Stella on stage?' he asked with a straight
face, but I could hear the grin in his voice.

     `Ooooh,' said Fiona almost stamping her foot at his obtuseness. `If it
fits, put it in as the actress said to the bishop. Of course you can as
long as we can see you do it!'

     `Stella mentioned Eros. Who gets that part?' asked Trixie.

     `I was thinking of Pearl,' Fiona said.

     `What about me?' wailed Trixie.

     `You can play cupid, the little boy with the short arrow,' Pearl
snapped at her.

     `Ooooh you bitch,' she replied and went into a sulk.

     `What about you Fiona, never mind her, what will you do?' Pearl
carried on.

     `I'll do the directing. Four will be enough on the stage for the
finale of the piece.'

     `What will that be?' I asked, and she told us and we all agreed that
it was a great idea. So she set about putting it all together and it's
surprising how difficult it is to do everything from a side
perspective. But first came the screen, a large piece of muslin that was
stretched taut so that not a ripple could be seen. Then with an electrician
to see to the setting up of the lights. This took one whole day just to get
the lights in the right place with us moving about, clothed, for the
electrician to get them in the right places while Fiona was out front
shouting out directions.

     With that done, we then had to have instructions on how to move and
where to position ourselves for the best result. For this, we closed the
club so that us who were going to perform, could be naked for the right
places on the stage for the play. So I donned this massive bra with outsize
tits sewn on and made my movements on the stage and when I was in the right
place, Trixie had to put some tape down and the same was done for Phillip.

     `Now let's have some erections to get the next sequence of the fucking
done. You too Stella because I want to see how it swings when you're being
seen to by Apollo,' shouted out Fiona from the front side of the screen.

     `How do we do this? Jerk off?' I shouted back.

     `Trixie! You're time has come at last. Get those two buggers erect,'
Fiona shouted out.

     `This is the bit I like,' said Trixie just before taking me into her
mouth and bringing up to full strength.

     `That looks good from here,' called out Fiona, `now get Phillip up and
ready.' He was almost there by watching Trixie down on me, but he stood and
let her suck him so that he was up and ready. I won't go into any more
details here but will describe it as it was seen from the front on the
night with did this playlet.

     `Ladies and gentlemen. We have an extra special show for you
tonight. It's a playlet to which I will be the narrator as the story
progresses.' On the muslin screen to one side we had painted a tree and as
the lights of the club dimmed, I found I didn't need Trixie as we'd
rehearsed this several times and was now doing it for real in front of an
audience, albeit that I couldn't see them, they could see me. I was as hard
as a rock when the back stage lights came full on. I had my back to the
screen at that point.

     `Here we are in the garden,' Fiona's voice could be heard, `and it
belongs to Hermaphrodite.' I then turned and the silhouette showed these
big tits and my cock really standing out from my thighs in this sideways
position. I could hear the gasps from the audience. ` It is here that she
first met Apollo,' and Phillip came into view, his erection sticking out
too and bouncing a little as he moved towards me. He then moved slow so the
tips of our erections met. His hand came up and came upon one tit as we
both leaned forward for our lips to meet, keeping our bodies apart so that
our erections could be seen touching each other.

     `They kiss and find that they are in love and so Apollo wants to make
love to her and begs her to let him love her. She agrees,' and here I went
down onto my knees at my marked place and took the head of his cock into my
mouth. More gasps from the audience. With exaggerated head movements I
moved backwards and forwards on him but had to let him slip out of my mouth
so that I could move my face right up to his crotch. More gasps because it
looked from the front as if I'd been able to take the whole length of him
inside my mouth.

     `And so, Apollo,' here, Phillip pulled back and quickly moved behind
me into his position as I then leaned over with my hands on the floor. My
erection was at an angle that could be seen as well as my big tits. `Began
to make love.' We'd practiced this bit of him moving his cock up to my bum
without using his hands so that there all could out front, see it move into
me. Yes, we did actually fuck on the stage. He fucked me in slow movements
to show him moving in and out of me, and my cock was also moving, but up
and down to his fucking of me. The bra was also loose enough for the big
breasts to sway at the same time.

     `While Apollo is making love to Hermaphrodite, Eros comes into the
garden,' enter Pearl with her erection up and out in front, `and being the
God of love on seeing them together, wants to pay homage to her and join
in.' A stool had been pushed on the stage and Pearl nudge it forward and
knelt down so her cock was on a level with my mouth which I opened and took
in the head of this cock. Pearl's backside moved so that her piece could
clearly be seen as she mouth fucked me. This went on for a few moments till
Trixie came on stage.

     `Cupid was not be denied either,' Fiona carried on as Pearl got up and
stood sideways by my body so that her erection could seen as Trixie took
her place and stuck her cock in my mouth. Phillip in the meantime is still
moving in and out of me. `And so it was in this garden of love that
Hermaphrodite came to find love,' here Fiona paused as Phillip had pulled
out and stood up and I got up too. So off to the left was Phillip still
with his erection just behind me with mine as I faced Pearl with her and
Trixie behind in the same position. Then our hands took hold of our
erections and began to jerk ourselves off, `and so it was to love that they
all did come.' It was as she was saying this last line that we turned
towards the screen so that our right arms could still be seen to be moving
and then another screen suddenly fell down at the front and painted on it
was a big splodge in black covering most of the screen and the word in big
white letters, `Splat'.

     The lights behind us went out and there was a stunned silence for the
space of a heartbeat, and then what a noise! I thought the building was
going to come down to the cheers, whistles and clapping at the shouts of
encore, encore, more, more.

     We, behind the screen all hugged each at this noise, knowing that it
had been a hit. Then we had to get off the stage to the dressing room for
Fiona to take her place now in front of them and when the club quietened
down.

     `Well folks, I somehow think you enjoyed that,' and they let her know
that they did indeed as we quickly got dressed in the dressing room as she
went on a bit more. `So I am quite proud to introduce you to Stella!' I
moved out to much clapping and cheering and stood to one side. `Pearl!'
getting as much applause as I did. `Trixie!' Who got just as loud an
ovation.

     `Last but not least, for the first time on stage, I give you
Phillipa!' Well he got the best of the audiences approbation and I felt
quite proud of him standing there wearing a dress as we were. I couldn't
help but move forward and give him a kiss.

     We then left the stage for Fiona with the trio taking up their
instruments to give us some songs as us four went and mixed with the
patrons. I think we were all asked the same question as we were plied with
drinks, which part did we play behind the screen. As we knew we were going
to be asked this, all gave the same answer that the only way to find out
would be to bed us, but even then they might not be right in their
guess. We didn't accept the offers of the beds, well Trixie did, and wished
she hadn't when her client was definitely sure that she played the part of
Cupid.

     Such was the success of our play, we had many, many requests for us to
stage it again some other night. Everybody who had been there wanted to
bring a friend or friends to see it and enjoy it as much as they had. What
they had liked best was that big splat at the end that they thought was
hilarious of us all jerking off and as Fiona said the word come, for this
screen to showing the result of our foursome's ejaculation.

     We eventually bowed down to the demand and put the show on another six
times over the next six months. Jerome came to see what he had heard about
and was so impressed, went and did something similar in his clubs, but,
from all accounts, nowhere a patch on our production. We didn't do any
other productions along this line because there is a limit as to how far
you can go and not have repetition creeping in which would have devalued
what we'd first done, so we rested on our laurels.

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