Masters & Lovers Box Set One

Richard

James is not happy with me. Very uncharacteristically, he marches into my office without so much as a knock. Francis follows him in, protesting, retreating a step or two at the look he turns on her, then withdraws to the sanctuary of her own desk as I nod her back out.

He stands over me like the oncoming storm, launching without preamble. "It didn't occur to you to say something to me first? I learn something like that out of the blue? That you invited Michael, Charlotte's new husband, to party with Beth." I had expected some reaction from James, but I'm taken aback by the scale of his reaction. "James, do you seriously believe I would do anything to upset Charlotte? I simply asked what she thought of the idea. Not even her permission at first. She thought about it for a moment and then she was fine."

There's a desk between us....

Too confrontational....

I stand, waving him towards the coffee table and seating, then tap on the intercom. "Francis, coffee for two please."

He knows what I'm doing, but acquiesces, joining me on the more casual seating, propped forward, elbows on knees.

"James, my apologies. In fact, you were going to be my next stop, but as it happened, Michael arrived while I was with Charlotte."

He sits back in the seat, some of the tension easing from him. "So I was told. For future reference, Richard, Charlotte is my responsibility. If you have anything important to say to her, like inviting her husband to share your wife, I want to know about it first."

"It won't happen again."

"Good. Now since we've got that out of the way, let's talk."

And for the first time since he stamped in, his facade cracks.

He's amused....

.... Was that all for show?

The Dom exerting his authority? Hmmm....

"So, you're comfortable with it?" I say.

"Charlotte is happy enough about it, so, so am I." He puffs his cheeks and there's a glint in his eye. "I'd say in fact that she's looking forward to it."

Good to know....

James waits, then, his sucking at his cheeks, "Ever done anything like this before?"

"No, I haven't. I was hoping for some.... er, guidance."

He nods, slowly, thoughtfully. "You want to be there I assume?"

"Oh, Lord, yes, I don't want Elizabeth to think I've abandoned her. It's supposed to be ahhh.... a...."

"A treat?" he suggests, a smile flickering over his mouth.

I grin. "Yes, a treat. But if she's not happy...."

"Of course, You want to be here for her. And I agree. If we are all there, then it feels more like a party for Beth's benefit." He chews his lip. "Richard, do you want to join in with Michael?" Do I?

A threesome...?

"Er, I'd not thought about that. I'm not sure how I would feel. I really just wanted to give Elizabeth the opportunity to...."

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He holds up palms. "I get it. Michael and I have done the same for Charlotte on a number of occasions."

"She said something about that.... James, can I ask you...?"

How to put this into words....

He sits, politely, waiting as I try to give form to my thoughts.

"I've really not done anything like this before," I say. "I simply wanted to give Elizabeth something I know she wants but would never ask for...."

He sits, his face propped by one hand, saying nothing. It doesn't look aggressive, simply.... curious....

I continue, ".... I struggled with my own feelings over doing this. Whether I would feel jealous. Whether I might regret it afterwards.... James, I know you love Charlotte. Did you ever have any difficulty with that?"

He stands, rubbing behind an ear. "I understand what you're asking. The short answer is no. I was Charlotte's first. You know that. Afterwards, I think she may have had some minor fling during her first term at University, but it certainly didn't go anywhere. And it wouldn't have been fair on her for me to limit her only experiences to be those she had with me and Michael. We made sure she had the opportunity to enjoy other men. In the end, it brought the three of us closer." I digest this. "You were there on those occasions?"

"Oh, yes. And Michael too. Keeping control and making sure things didn't get out of hand."

His words unsettle me. "Could it have gotten out of hand?"

He leans back against the wall, looking me in the eye, arms folded, and legs crossed at the ankle. "At the clubs there is always a percentage of single males roaming. Often, they fancy themselves as Doms when they have no experience and no idea how it works. Michael and I made sure she had contact only with other men we either knew or knew by reputation. There are obvious safety implications in sex-play of this sort. We were always there to be sure she was safe and happy." "I see.... James, on the night, I'm not too sure how to.... proceed...."

He clicks his tongue. "Let Michael take the lead. He and I have done this many times over the years, with both experienced and inexperienced subs. You simply have to be sure that Beth knows you're there for her and that it's her choice. Michael will handle himself well. You'll see."

Can I ask...?

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"James, how many are we talking about? During your time at the clubs. How many women has Michael...?"

He raises brows. "I don't think I should answer that on his behalf. Let's just say, a lot. He's good with women and he knows how to treat them. I think you may be surprised at how much Beth enjoys herself with him, so long as she is comfortable with the arrangement in the first place."

"Okay.... Um.... Where.... Um.... Where do you and Charlotte come into this?"

"Oh, I can keep Charlotte occupied...."

I can imagine....

He eyes me. ".... And for the avoidance of doubt, Beth's a lovely woman, but I'm not interested."

"You're not?"

"I'm not."

*Relief*

He continues, "Beth is the perfect wife for you. The perfect sub. But I don't want to go there. I have what I want." Really?

"I'd thought perhaps.... All those years in the clubs...?"

His face masks over. "I have what I want," he repeats. That glint in his eye has changed to a warning.... Don't push it....

"Alright." I hover, uncertain where we go next.

James stares into space, looking thoughtful. "You got any plans for this afternoon?"

"Nothing that won't wait. What's on your mind?"