Courtesan Ch. 34

"I know he was, I'm sorry he couldn't be here too. I enjoy his company. I look forward to the day we can prepare a meal together."

"Hey when you do that I get to help." It was Mandy.

"So do I." This time it was Mandy's dad.

Kelly laughed. "On that evening I expect that the entire party will be held in the kitchen."

Tonya nodded. "I'll certainly want to be sitting at the kitchen table watching the show with a glass of Timmy's good red wine in my hand."

Veronica shook her head. "Mandy honey you and your friends definitely know how to have a good time."

Mandy giggled. "Yes mom, we do."

"If Davy and I are able to reconcile, do you think that sometime you might invite us to one of your dinner parties?"

Kelly grinned at Veronica. "You'll have to bring a date, and I'm not talking about Davy."

Veronica took a deep breath. It was obvious that she'd found Kelly's comment exciting. Quickly regaining control, she said; "I think we'd better finish our task for today before we talk about that."

"Yes, and we'll get out of here so that you can do that." Tonya turned to Elvira. "Come on Ellie, let's go give Kirby a hand with the inventory."

As Tonya was shepherding her out the door Elvira looked back over her shoulder. "Bye everyone, Kelly and Timmy that was a wonderful lunch. Thank you so much for inviting me."

I waved. "You're welcome Ellie. I'll see you in the morning."

As soon as the front door was closed Kelly said, "Why don't we all sit down in the living room."

Mandy smiled. "If you don't mind, I think I'll retire to the kitchen and start cleaning up the lunch dishes."

Veronica nodded. "Yes dear, I think that would be an excellent idea."

"Mandy, I'll give you a hand." I started following her to the kitchen.

"Timmy, wait."

I stopped and turned.

Dave was looking at me. "I would appreciate it if you'd stay and be part of this conversation. I value your opinion and I think I might at times need a little bit of encouragement from you."

I nodded. "Certainly, if you'd like me to be here, I'll be happy to stay."

Kelly sat down on the couch and patted the spot next to her. "Timmy why don't you come over here and sit next to me." She pointed at the easy chair on her right and said, "Davy why don't you sit there and Ronnie why don't you sit in the other chair."

As soon as all of us were settled, Kelly said; "Here we are, how shall we begin?"

Veronica took a deep breath and looked at her ex husband. "Davy, over the past several years we've managed to reach a point where we can now have an occasional friendly conversation, but we've never talked about the problems we had."

"You mean your infidelity?" There was an edge to Dave's voice that hadn't been there earlier.

"Yes."

Dave stared at Veronica.

She took a long slow breath and then she said; "Dave, ever since that day you left the letter on our kitchen table and had me served with divorce papers..."

"You deserved that Veronica."

"Yes Dave I did. I won't argue that with you."

Veronica stared at the floor for a moment and then in a very quiet voice she continued. "Ever since that day there are some things that I've wanted to say to you, but I've never had an opportunity.'

"I'm not sure I want to hear them Veronica."

In a very soothing voice Kelly said; "Dave, the men from your office aren't here. It won't cost you anything to listen to her. Let her have her say."

Dave rubbed his brow for a moment and then he took a deep breath and said, "All right, I'll listen."

Veronica closed her eyes. I assumed that she was trying to organize her thoughts. Finally she looked up at Dave and said, "I want to begin by apologizing to you." She shook her head. "I have so much to apologize for that I'm not sure exactly where I should begin. I guess I'll start by saying that I'm sorry that I lied to you. Listening to Elvira today I realize that if I wanted to sleep with other men I should have told you first. Actually I should have told you before we got married. Even then, deep down inside, I knew that I wasn't going to be able to remain faithful to you. Dave I love sex and I love men. The sex with the other men doesn't mean anything to me and the only man who actually does means anything to me is you."

She sighed. "I loved you so much. I was afraid that if I told you the truth you wouldn't marry me. Now I understand that it was wrong not to give you that choice."

Dave didn't say anything. He just stared at his ex wife.

Veronica was silent again. I noticed a tear running down her cheek. After a few seconds she said; "Dave, I'm sorry that I lied to you, I'm sorry that I cheated on you and I'm sorry that you found out the way you did. I know that must have been devastating for you."

She took a deep breath. "But most of all I'm sorry that Mandy is not your daughter. Since that day you left the letter with the DNA results sitting on our kitchen table I have spent countless nights lying awake wondering how I could have been so stupid, so callous and so thoughtless. I will never understand what prompted me to let other men have me while we were trying to create a child."

Veronica took a moment to wipe the tears from her eyes and then she whispered, "I can't expect you to forgive me for being that thoughtless. I can't forgive myself for doing it."

For a minute neither of them spoke. Veronica sat in her chair with her head bowed, her eyes closed, her hands folded in her lap and tears running down her cheeks.

Dave just stared at the floor.

Finally Dave started to smile and then he looked up at his ex wife. "Veronica."

She didn't respond. She was still crying.

He said her name again. "Veronica."

This time she looked up at him.

He quietly said, "That was your greatest transgression and for a full year after I'd discovered what you'd done I hated you for doing it. For awhile I even hated Mandy. I will forever be ashamed of that."

Veronica buried her face in her hands. It looked like it was taking every bit of self control that she could muster to keep from bursting into tears.

"Veronica, look at me."

Shaking her head; Veronica cried; "No I can't, I'm too ashamed."

"Veronica, please look at me."

She slowly looked up.

Dave was smiling at her.

She stared at him with a puzzled expression.

Dave whispered, "Listen to me."

Veronica nodded. "Okay."

"About a year after our divorce I finally realized something."

"What was that?"

"Maybe I'm not Mandy's biological father, but she is still my daughter. She is a magnificent person and I wouldn't trade her for any other child in the entire world. Veronica, if you hadn't been impregnated by that other man Mandy would never have been born."

"But Dave I cheated you out of the joy of having your own child."

"No you didn't. I raised Mandy. She's my girl. She calls me daddy and I call her sweetheart. That's all that matters to me."

Veronica slowly nodded. There really wasn't anything that she could say.

"Veronica, you lied to me, cheated on me and hurt me so very badly." He smiled, "But I still love you. I will always love you. The pain you caused me when I found out about the other men pales in comparison to the pain that I now have to endure every single day because were not together anymore."

He stood up, walked over to his wife, kneeled down next to her and smiled. "If Timmy can do it and Max could do it, then so can I. Veronica if I agree to allow you to continue seeing other men, will you take me back?"

Veronica didn't respond. She just stared at Dave in shock.

"You have to promise to never lie to me again."

Still obviously overwhelmed she slowly nodded. "I can do that."

"You can't be out every night. Sometimes I'll want you to stay home with me."

"No, no! I'll be home almost every night, in fact maybe we can decide together when I'm going to go out."

"I think that would be nice."

Veronica closed her eyes and took a deep breath. After a moment she looked at her ex husband and asked; "Dave are you serious?"

"What do you mean?"

"Can you really forgive me for everything I've done to you?"

He laughed. "It beats the hell out of spending the rest of my life without you."

Veronica grinned at him and then she looked at Kelly and me. "Thank you, thank you very very much."

She stood up. "Dave, will you put your arms around me and kiss me?"

"Yes."

Dave stood up. As we watched him wrap his arms around his ex wife's shoulders and give her a long passionate kiss Kelly placed her hand on my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. At the same she whispered, "Timothy Jamieson, I love you so much."

I smiled at my wife. She pressed herself against my shoulder.

After about a minute Veronica gave her husband a gentle hug, stepped back and slipped her arm around his waist. "So, where do we go from here?"

Kelly smiled at them. "Why don't you sit down again. I think we still have one issue left to explore."

Veronica looked at Kelly with a questioning expression.

"Bear with me. I believe that we would be remiss if we didn't at least broach this topic today. Ronnie, please sit down at the other end of the couch. Davy, stand beside her. Timmy, kneel on the floor next to my feet."

Kelly's instruction caught me be surprise. It took me a second to realize what she was doing, but once I understood I knew exactly how to respond. As I slipped off the couch I quietly said, "Yes Ms. Mason."

Kelly smiled. "Very good Timmy, now massage my feet while I talk with Ms. Wells."

I noticed that Kelly wasn't calling me dicklet. I assumed that she was trying to bring Davy along slowly.

I slipped Kelly's sandals off of her feet and began massaging her toes. This was a simple pleasure that my wife relished. The first time we studied together in her dorm room Kelly had asked me to do it. I was of course eager to indulge her. Kelly was a beautiful girl and being invited to caress her feet was an unbelievable privilege. When I think back on it, that moment probably marks the beginning of our dominant submissive relationship.

Kelly closed her eyes. "Ronnie, this feels so good, Davy why don't you kneel down next to Ms. Wells and massage her feet. I'm sure she would enjoy it too."

Dave didn't move. He just stared at the floor.

"Davy." Kelly's voice was soft and soothing; but also seductive, even hypnotic. "You know you want to do it, in fact you're longing to do it."

I watched Dave. His desire was obvious, but he was blocked by years of conditioning. Men aren't supposed to be submissive. Men are macho and dominant.

"Davy, this is who you are. This is who you want to be. It's okay. All you have to do is kneel on the floor next to Ms. Wells." Kelly was smiling at him.

Dave looked at me. I was gently massaging my wife's feet.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath and carefully dropped to his knees.

"Very good Davy. That wasn't so hard was it?"

He slowly shook his head.

"Veronica, lift up your foot. Offer it to your new slave."

Staring down at her kneeling ex husband, Veronica excitedly raised her foot. Her open toed sandal dangled enticingly in front of Dave's eyes. Her toenails, freshly painted a deep shade of crimson beckoned to him."

"You're excited, aren't you Davey." Kelly was whispering.

He didn't respond, he just stared silently at his ex wife's alluring feet."

"Davy I asked you a question. It's not polite to ignore a superior."

Breathlessly he whispered, "Yes, I'm excited."

"That's good. You should be excited." Kelly turned to Veronica. "What's your maiden name?"

"Sanders."

"Davy, serving Ms. Sanders has always been your destiny."

"No Kelly, I don't want that."

Kelly turned and looked at Veronica in surprise. "I'm sorry, I thought..."

"No, I'm not talking about Dave being submissive to me." She looked down at her husband with a gentle smile. "I'm finding that to be just as exciting as you are sweetheart and I'm looking forward to spending many wonderful evenings exploring this new part of our relationship."

Looking back at my wife, she said; "No Kelly, I mean that I don't want him to address me as Ms. Sanders." She smiled. "I know that it's fashionable for independent, strong willed women to keep using their maiden names after they get married, but I choose not to do that. Even after Dave divorced me I kept his name. I partly did it as a signal to him that I was still in love with him and hoped that someday we might be able reconcile our differences and get back together again. I also had another, much bigger reason. When I allowed another man to get me pregnant I feel like I stole something sacred from Dave. There is nothing I can do to change that. I understand exactly what Dave said earlier. Mandy is our girl. We both love her dearly. Neither of us would trade her for any other daughter or son in the entire world. All I can do for Dave is to keep his name forever and hope that Mandy will also keep his name."

She looked down at her husband. "Davy I love you.'

He smiled up at her. "I love you to Ms. Wells.'

She giggled. "I like it when you call me Ms. Wells. It makes my pussy tingle."

Dave gasped.

Veronica extended her foot. "Take my sandal off Davy. Take my sandal off and kiss my toes."

Dave solemnly removed his wife's sandal, carefully set it on the floor and cradled her foot in his hands.

"Do it Davy. I want you to do it and I know you want to do it too. Kiss my foot. I want you to be my slave. Show me that you want that just as much as I do."

Dave bent over. When Veronica felt him press his lips against her toes she whispered a triumphant, "Yessss!"

Dave looked up at her and grinned and then he bent over again and this time began to vigorously kiss and lick his ex wife's foot.

Veronica was wearing a conservative knee length denim skirt. As Dave worshiped her foot she pulled her other foot up onto the couch, spread her thighs apart and raised the hem of her skirt to her waist. She was wearing a white cotton thong. I noticed that the tiny triangle of nearly transparent cloth was already soaking wet.

She pulled the triangle of cloth aside and exposed the lips of her glistening pussy. "Look at me Davy. Look at my cunt. You've always loved my cunt, haven't you Davy."

"Yes Ms. Wells I have."

"You enjoy licking it, don't you."

"Yes Ms. Wells I do."

"You understand that you're now going to be my cuckold."

I saw Dave's muscles tense. I was suddenly worried that Veronica was pushing him too quickly.

Dave closed his eyes. For a moment I feared that he might stand up and storm out of the room, but then he looked up and stared into his ex wife's eyes. In a barely audible voice, he said; "Yes."

"Yes what Davy?"

"Yes, I'm going to be your cuckold."

Veronica's eyes sparkled in triumph, but she maintained her controlled demeanor.

"Look at my cunt Davy. Look at the cunt you love so much. Do you promise to worship this cunt with your tongue?"

"Yes Ms. Well's, I do."

"Even after another man has fucked it?"

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes, even after another man has fucked it."

"Davy, let go of my foot."

Dave released Veronica's foot.

She slipped her fingers into the waist band of her panties, pulled off her thong and spread her thighs apart again. "Davy look at my cunt. While you're looking at my cunt I want you to think about all the different men who have fucked me. You've seen lots of pictures and even movies. You know, the ones the detectives took. You still have them, don't you."

"Yes."

"Do you watch them?"

"Yes."

"Do you masturbate while you watch them?"

For a moment Dave was silent and then he quietly said, "Yes."

"Would you like to watch another man fuck me? I mean really be there."

There was another moment of silence and then Dave nodded and said, "Yes, very much."

"I'd like that too. I enjoy sex with other men and that would be a way I could share that pleasure with you. Would you masturbate while you watched?"

Dave looked up at Veronica. "Would I be allowed to do that?"

She nodded. "Yes, in fact I'd like it if you did do that."

"What about the man? Would it be all right with him?"

Veronica nodded. "I have several men friends who I think would be very open to the idea."

Dave took a deep breath. It was obvious that he was very excited.

"Davy those men like to cum inside my pussy. Will you lick me after they do that?"

"Yes."

"Even if their cum is dripping out of my cunt?'

"Yes, even if their cum is dripping out of your cunt."

"Kiss me Davy, kiss my cunt and while you're doing it I want you to think about all of the men who have already fucked me and all of the men who are still going to fuck me."

As Dave leaned forward Veronica grabbed the back of his head, thrust her hips out and giggled with delight as he buried his face in her sopping sex.

For a moment they reveled in their mutual pleasure and then Veronica relaxed her hold on the back of her ex husband's head and gently pushed him away. He looked up at her in disappointment.

Veronica grinned at him. "Davy honey, I think we're wearing out our welcome. I've never been to your townhouse. Will you take me there now."

Dave nodded. "Yes, of course."

Veronica stood up and gently pulled Dave to his feet. Once he was standing she looked at him and said, "Dave in those pictures and films that the detectives took I'm sure you noticed that I can be very adventurous in bed."

Dave nodded. "Yes."

"You saw me doing some things with other men that I never did with you."

"Yes."

"Dave, I'm very sorry about that. You never asked me to do some of those things. I suspect that you would have enjoyed them, but you were too timid to ask."

Dave nodded.

"Some of them you did ask me to do and I still wouldn't do them for you."

"Yes, I know."

Veronica sighed. "Dave during the past few years that has been another one of my great regrets. You're the love of my life and yet I did things for other men that I refused to do for you. I can't forgive myself for that."

She paused for a moment and then she said, "There is kind of an explanation, but I'm not sure it's very satisfactory."

"What is it?"

"There are some things that a woman will only do for a very aggressive man. A man who doesn't ask, but just takes what he wants. Sometimes I enjoy being with men like that. They're very exciting and they can make me do things I wouldn't ordinarily be willing to do."

Shaking his head, Dave said; "I'm not that kind of man."

Veronica smiled. "No sweetheart, you're not; but you are a kind and loving man and I'm deeply in love with you. Tonight at your townhouse I'm going to do everyone of those nasty things for you that I refused to do in the past. After tonight there will be nothing that I have ever done for another man that I haven't done for you."

"Veronica, you don't have to do that."

"Yes I do, and I'm going to do it tonight."

Dave grinned at her. "I guess I'm in for a very exciting evening."

"Yes sweetheart, you certainly are."

Veronica turned to Kelly and me. "I don't know that I'll ever be able to thank the two of you enough for what you did this afternoon."

I shrugged. "I don't know, I just made lunch."

Dave laughed. "No Timmy, you did a lot more than that. You gave me the confidence to be the man I want to be."

Kelly smiled. "Dave that's a very nice way to say that."

Veronica nodded and then she said, "Kelly; you, Timmy, Tonnie, Ellie, Keisha and Antoine are all very fun people. Dave and I would love to get together with you socially. I think Dave would enjoy being a slave at a dinner party."

He smiled.

"But you understand that we do have a problem. Mandy is our daughter and I think all three of us would find it very awkward to be in an overtly sexual situation together. Mandy is your friend and neither Dave nor I would want to do anything to interrupt that friendship. I suspect that no matter how much we might enjoy it, our social interactions with you are going to be have to be limited."