Courtesan Ch. 08

Kelly smiled back at me. "I definitely married the right man.

For a moment we rode together in silence. Finally I turned to my wife and said, "Kelly there are a couple of questions that I have to ask you. The first one may seem trivial to you, but it's extremely important to me. I expect that you will find the second one to be very difficult."

Kelly sighed, but then she nodded and said; "Yes, I know you're right. We have to do this. Go ahead, I'll tell you anything you want to know."

I took a deep breath. "Tell me about the weekend of the Superbowl. That was the first time I began to worry that I was losing you. Do you remember that weekend?"

"Yes, I remember it very well. I don't think I'll ever be able to forget that weekend." She looked at me. "Timmy I'm so sorry about what happened."

"It's okay, I'm all done being angry with you. I just want you to tell me about it."

"Timmy, when I think about it, I'm not so sure this is a good idea. It might be better if you never hear about some of the things I've done."

I shook my head. "No, if our marriage is going to work, we can't have any secrets. If we do, it won't be long until you start hiding things from me again."

"No! I promise I won't do that."

"Think about it Kelly. It will be perfectly innocent at first. It might be a very handsome man who gets you really hot. A guy like Chris. You discover that you have a little crush on him. It's nothing major, just a passing fancy. You start seeing him once or twice a week, but you decide that it would be better not to tell me. It's just going to be a little fling, but you're not sure I'll understand and you don't want me to make me jealous. It's not long before you have to start lying to me to cover up your dates. Once you've started lying the guilt follows and we've both learned that the guilt soon turns into anger."

"Timmy, I'll never have a crush on anyone but you."

I smiled at her. "Kelly honey, can you tell me that you didn't have a crush on Chris Kendricks?"

Kelly sighed. "No I guess I can't, but it was just a little one and I never stopped loving you."

I patted her leg. "It's okay, I expect that you will develop an occasional crush on one of your lovers. I suspect that it's probably inevitable. I'm very confident in the strength of our love for each other and I believe that the only way one of these crushes could hurt us is if you try to hide it from me. When it happens you need to let me know. You have to tell me all about him. You can treat me like a girlfriend and tell me all your secrets. You can rave about him and tell me how handsome and sexy he is. You can describe every minute detail of the wonderful sex you have with him."

"Timmy won't that make you insanely jealous?"

"Yes it certainly will, but maybe we could make it into a game. You could get a little sadistic about it and tell me what a great lover he is and how I could never be his equal. You could use him to torture me."

"But Timmy..."

"Kelly we have to rely on the strength of our love."

"Do you promise you won't leave me if I have an occasional romance with another man?"

I laughed. "Yes I can assure you that I will never leave you."

She smiled at me. "I promise that no matter what happens, I'll always come back to you."

"I know."

We both stared at the road in silence. After a moment Kelly said, "Timmy I think there still may be some things that happened while I worked for JtandR that shouldn't be discussed."

"Did you do things that you're ashamed about?"

"No, but I'm afraid you might be ashamed of me."

"But you're not ashamed about anything you did?"

"No it was just sex. Sometimes it got a little kinky, that's all."

"Did anyone ever make you do something you didn't want to do?"

"No, everyone was always very considerate of my feelings, but sometimes I did things that might shock some people."

"You mean like your sisters and your mother?"

Kelly laughed. "Yes like my sisters and my mother."

"Did you enjoy being kinky?"

She took a deep breath. "Yes, very much. It made me feel wicked."

"Then I suspect that you're going to want to do some of those things again. Are you going to lie to me when that happens?"

Kelly whispered, "No."

"Don't get you think it's better to just get it all out in the open?"

"Do you promise not to hate me?"

I laughed. "Yes Kelly, I promise."

I paused for a moment and then I said, "Kelly I'm pretty open minded about sex. You're my wife and I'm urging you to brazenly date other men. I'm asking you, no begging you to cuckold me. I just finished giving you permission to sadistically torment me with the details of a love affair you might have with another man. Over the past year I've allowed you to gradually turn me into your personal slave. That's pretty kinky, I think it might shock a whole lot of people."

My wife took a quick glance at me. "Do you really see yourself as my personal slave? I mean full time, for real."

Suddenly my entire body started tingling. I quietly answered, "Yes, I think I do."

"Timmy, that makes me so hot. My pussy is dripping wet."

"And my little penis is very hard."

I thought for a moment and then I smiled and said, "Think about this. If I really am your slave, then I actually don't have the right to judge your behavior. You're my superior. You're free to do anything you want and if you like, you can rub my face in it after you've done it."

Kelly giggled. "Timmy you really are just as kinky as I am."

"Yes, that's true. I am just as kinky as you are, so there really isn't any reason that you shouldn't tell me about all the wicked things you did while you worked for JtandR."

Smiling, Kelly nodded and said; "Okay, I'll start with the Superbowl weekend."

Kelly took a minute to think and then she quietly said, "The Wednesday morning before the Superbowl I was in Martin Jackson's office giving him a blow job."

She looked over at me. "It's okay for me to tell you things like that, isn't it?"

I smiled. "Yes, in fact I want you to tell me things like that."

She nodded. "After I made him cum I stood up and started getting dressed." Kelly glanced over at me. "Martin always liked me to be naked while I was sucking his cock. Usually I did a little strip tease for him before I started his blow job."

I laughed. 'I'll bet that's a pretty hot show."

Kelly grinned at me. "Oh yes, when we get to the house you're going to get a chance to see it for yourself."

I winked at her. "I can't wait."

"Anyway, while I was getting dressed Martin told me that the firm needed me to work that weekend."

She looked at me. "I tried to get out of it, I really did."

I nodded to her acknowledging that I believed her.

"I told him that the Superbowl was a big deal for both you and me. I explained that we had a little tradition for the weekend. We liked to spend Saturday night watching the show about all the parties and on Sunday evening we always ordered a pizza and watched the game together."

"Martin told me that he understood, but he said that this was a very special situation. Four of his oldest and most loyal investors were going to be here for a weekend visit. He explained that he'd told them about the gorgeous new hostess that was working for the firm and they were all excited to meet me."

My wife smiled at me. "He was flattering me and of course you know me. I fell for it. I asked him if the party couldn't be postponed until the following weekend, but as I was saying it I realized that I already knew the answer."

She shook her head. "Martin was extremely patient with me. He took the time to explain the problem. He pointed out that these were all important businessmen with very demanding schedules. Finding a weekend when all four of them could be free was exceedingly difficult. He said that they'd actually planned the party a year in advance. When he told me that, he apologized for not giving me more notice."

"That was nice of him."

"Yes it was. He went on to explain that Wendell, John, the four men who were coming into town and himself were all close friends with some very special common interests. They loved expensive wine, fine French cuisine and beautiful women. He added that all seven of them jokingly referred to themselves as the seven aficionados of fellatio."

She giggled. "Timmy that made me laugh. Martin told me that it was a joke, but he also said that like most jokes, it was based on fact. All seven of them really did love blow jobs. I was well aware of the fact that Martin and John both enjoyed having their cocks sucked." She rolled her eyes. "I should know, I spent several hours a week doing it for them. I also knew that when Wendell was younger he'd loved them too."

I smiled at Kelly. "It also explains why he was so anxious to have you at the party."

She nodded. "That's right and he was very direct about that. He told me that both he and John had been raving about my skill and passion for giving head and all four of their friends were eagerly looking forward to experiencing one of my blow jobs."

I chuckled. "I'm beginning to see where this is going."

"Yes, when Martin wants something he doesn't worry about subtlety when he's asking."

"I assume that you just told him that you'd do it."

"Actually I tried to propose a compromise."

"Really, what was it?"

"I asked him if the party could be held on Saturday night. I knew that they had no intention of watching the football game so it didn't seem like it should really matter and that way I could have been home with you on Sunday night."

"I assume that Martin told you that everything had been set up for Sunday night and the arrangements couldn't be changed at that late date."

"Yes he did say that, but he also gave me an even more compelling reason."

"What was that?"

"He told me that one of the four men was Sam Jacobs. Martin explained that Sam was Wendell Tyler's closest friend. When Wendell was starting his first business forty-five years ago he'd hired Sam to be his accountant. Sam had just graduated from college. Together they built a successful trucking company and sold it for several million dollars. Over the next thirty years they started six more companies and sold all of them for huge profits. After they sold their last business Sam moved to Los Angeles and started a small investment company that services a select group of very wealthy clients there. Wendell of course joined Martin, John and two other men and together they started the firm that eventually became JTandR."

"Okay, why was this a reason that the party had to be held on Sunday night?"

"Because Wendell wanted me to be able to spend Saturday night at the Calvert Hotel with Sam."

"You really like Wendell don't you?"

"Yes, you're my best friend, but Tonya and Wendell are my next closest friends."

"You didn't want to disappoint him, did you?"

"No."

"That put you in a real bind, didn't it?"

"Yes it did."

"So you told Martin that you'd do it."

"Yes, and he told me that if I explained the situation to you he was certain that you'd understand."

"He believed that I knew you were working as a hostess, didn't he?"

"Yes."

"He believed that because that's what you'd told him, correct?"

"Yes."

"So you were lying to both of us."

Kelly sighed. "Yes I was."

I patted her knee. "You really painted yourself into a corner, didn't you?"

She shook her head, "Yes, I really did."

We were both quiet for a moment and then Kelly said, "Timmy I need to say something to you."

"What is it?"

"When I came home that Friday night I was dreading having to tell you that I was going to be gone for most of the weekend. I'm so ashamed of myself when I remember that evening and think about how I acted. I was so mean to you. I didn't know what to do. I had to lie and I hated lying to you. I spent most of that night crying."

"I know, I heard you when I came to bed."

"The next morning you were so wonderful. You made French toast for me and then you actually apologized for pressuring me about my work schedule. Timmy you really are an extraordinary man."

I smiled at Kelly. "I remember that we also had some pretty hot sex that morning."

She giggled. "Yes we certainly did."

"So what happened on Saturday?"

"If you remember, I left at about three o'clock to go to work. I was scheduled to meet Sam and Wendell at eight o'clock for dinner at The Goldenrod Supper Club. All I had to do was stop at the office and change into some sexy lingerie and a cocktail dress. I could have left much later, but you were already questioning why I was going into work so late, so I didn't dare leave any later."

"I do remember wondering about that."

"Anyway, when I got into the office Tonya and Mandy were there. They told me that I was going to be putting on a sex show during the party the next night. Timmy, I'd watched Mandy, Keisha and Tonya all put on shows, but I'd never done one before. They told me that Antoine was going to be there too. I was going to be sucking his cock in front of everyone."

Kelly glanced over at me. "You remember who Antoine is don't you?"

"Yes, of course I do. He's the black guy with the big cock. The man that Mandy's going to have to deep throat tonight."

Kelly smiled. "Yes, that's Antoine." She took a deep breath. "The idea of doing a strip tease in front of seven men and then sucking a guys cock while all of those men were watching got me very excited."

"I'll bet you were feeling incredibly wicked, weren't you."

"Timmy, I really was."

I looked at Kelly. She was obviously getting aroused by her confession. I'd always known that she was an exhibitionist. She's always loved to tease men. Now, as I was learning more about her life as a hostess I was becoming increasingly aware of just how much of an exhibitionist she really was. I smiled to myself. In the future, we were going to be able to play some very exciting games.

Filing that thought in the back of my mind, I said; "Finish telling me about Saturday night."

"I killed a little more time with Tonya and Mandy and then I got dressed, put on fresh makeup and left for dinner. Timmy, Sam Jacobs was a younger version of Wendell." She giggled. "And they're both older versions of you. All three of you are charming and sweet and have a wonderful sense of humor. Wendell and Sam had me laughing all the way through dinner. By the time we were finishing our coffee I was very excited about the prospect of spending several hours playing with Sam in my room at the Calvert."

Kelly glanced over at me. "Timmy I'm sorry I wasn't with you that night, but I have to admit that I really did have a good time."

I smiled at her. "It's okay. I understand what happened. I know you like Wendell and I'm glad that Sam turned out to be nice."

She nodded. "Anyway, we split up when we left the restaurant. Wendell drove Sam to The Calvert and I took my car. You remember that at the Calvert I always met the guy in the room. We never went up together."

"Yes I remember."

Suddenly Kelly started to giggle.

I looked at her. "What's so funny?"

"Wendell was so cute when we were leaving the restaurant. He pulled me aside and whispered to me that he wanted me to be sure and do a strip tease for Sam. He said that Sam was very shy about sex and he was afraid that he'd never ask for it on his own."

"Did you do a strip for him."

"Of course I did. When I got to the room he was waiting for me inside. He'd already taken off his jacket, tie and shoes. As soon as the door was closed I pushed him down on the bed and slowly removed his shirt and pants. He already had an erection."

My wife smiled at me. "His cock was about the same size as yours. That made me happy."

"Why? I thought you loved big cocks."

"I do, but at that time I was already getting plenty of those. Because of you I have a real soft spot for guys with tiny dicks."

I chuckled. "You just love cocks of all sizes, don't you?"

Kelly laughed. "You know my secret buddy boy."

We took a moment to smile at each other and then she continued. "I pulled off his tee shirt and boxer shorts, fluffed up one of the pillows and told him to lie back and relax. Once he was settled I plugged my mp3 player into the stereo, turned on some music and started to dance for him."

"Stereos? Do the rooms at the Calvert come with stereo systems?"

"By that time I had room 1712. That was the room you followed me to that night. The firm leased the room. One of the reasons they did that was so we could leave some things there. In one of the dressers I had a very nice collection of dildos and vibrators. Some guys wanted a strip tease that was just a little bit more explicit."

"You really do enjoy putting on a show, don't you?"

Kelly took a deep breath. "Yes, I really do."

"So anyway, you were dancing for Sam."

"Yes I was and it was very sexy. I stared into his eyes while I slowly lowered my dress. He couldn't take his eyes off of me. We were both excited. His little cock was sticking straight up and my pussy was already wet. Under my dress I was wearing a half bra, garter belt, nylon stockings and a pair of lace panties. They were all black."

"I'll bet Sam loved your outfit."

"Yes he did. There was a great big smile on his face as I stepped out of my dress and laid it across the dresser and I heard him gasp when I reached back and unclasped my brassiere."

Kelly smiled at me. "Then I teased him Timmy. I held the half cups of my bra over my nipples while I danced for him. He was a shy man and a little submissive. I thought about making him beg to see my tits, but he was Wendell's friend and I really didn't know him very well, so I didn't think that would be appropriate."

I chuckled. "That was probably a good choice."

"When I took off my bra I wrapped it around his penis and stroked him for a moment. That's something that works much better with guys who have bigger cocks, but it was still fun. As I was pulling my bra off of his cock I used it to to gently whip him few times. He laughed nervously while I was doing that so I think he probably did have a little submissive streak."

Kelly glanced over at me and winked. "Submissive men really turn me on."

I grinned at my wife. "Then I must get you very excited, because I'm extremely submissive."

She laughed. "I'm figuring that out. Tonight you're going to be my date, but tomorrow night were going to spend some time finding out just how submissive you really are."

I smiled at Kelly. "Maybe the real question is how dominant are you?"

Kelly stared at me for a moment and then she asked, "Is that a challenge?"

I nodded. "Yes, I think it is."

She took a deep breath. "I can't wait for tomorrow night."

I laughed. "All right, let's get focused again. I'm enjoying this story."

Kelly giggled. "You really are a perv."

"Yes I am and so are you and I want you to remember that tomorrow night."

"Believe me buddy boy, I will."

Kelly was grinning as she watched the road ahead. It had been over a year since I'd sensed a bond between us that was as strong as the one that existed at that moment.

"Okay, so you just finished whipping Sam with your brassiere."

"That's right. After I whipped him I tossed my bra onto the dresser and then I turned and danced in place for him. Timmy, you know what I mean. I stood in front of Sam shaking my tits and wiggling my hips in time to the music. After about a minute I hooked the waist band of my panties with my thumbs and slowly pushed them down to my thighs. Sam gasped when he saw my shaved pussy."

Kelly glanced at me. "Lots of older guys get really turned on by a shaved pussy."

I winked at her. "So do lots of younger guys."

She laughed. "Sam sure loved my shaved pussy. He couldn't stop staring at it and I didn't really want him to stop staring, so I kept dancing for him. While I danced I slowly wiggled my panties down to my ankles and then I kicked them off. Now I was wearing nothing but my garter belt, nylon stocking and high heeled shoes."