Masters & Lovers Box Set One

Richard

And flooded with lust and hormones as I am, reality crashes home to me.

Elizabeth....

I gave her my permission....

.... My blessing

She hasn't given hers....

Not for this....

The subs have the power....

And I can't do this. This part of me belongs to my Elizabeth.

My wife.

My balls are tight. My cock aches. I want to fuck Charlotte

But I can't do this to Elizabeth.

"Um.... I'll sit this one out if you don't mind," I say.

"As you wish," says James, looking perplexed. Charlotte's face falls.

But Michael meets my eyes, murmuring something to Elizabeth then moving away from her, pushing her towards me.

She has that sweet-eyed sleepy-happy face I know so well. She's smiling, holding out her arms to me, but I can see she is already drooping, drowsy with post-orgasmic languour "Thank you." She's trying to stay awake. "That was amazing. I never thought that...."

Michael watches, crinkle-eyed as I move to hold her, to embrace her, to kiss her. Then remembering my manners. "Thank you, Charlotte. Michael. James. That was.... Memorable." Elizabeth yawns. "Yes, it was. It was amazing. Thank you, Michael."

"My pleasure, Beth. And thank you. You're lovely."

She looks down into my chest, blushing. I pull her in tighter. "Glad you enjoyed it. You're alright?"

"Yes. I feel great, just.... a bit sleepy actually."

As if I didn't know that....

And now that I think about it....

I just want to curl up with my wife in my arms, floating in that Never-Never-Land where pleasure is lazy and sweet

"Why don't you both lie down for a bit," suggests Michael. "Scrape yourselves off the ceiling."

The bed is enormous, warm and inviting.

"It's late. Do you want to stay over?" asks James.

Oh, yes....

"I think that's a good idea," Elizabeth mumbles something, trying to prise her eyelids open as Michael passes her wine. She manages a sip, but dozes off, her face pushed against my body.

I take a mouthful or two, trying to keep up with the small-talk the Triad are making, I think mainly for my benefit. But the wine is smooth and rich, and the warm scent of my wife draws me deeper into the bed....

*****

In a space clothed by darkness, I wake. Elizabeth is nestled in my arms, her face still resting against my chest.

And I'm not sure why I woke. All is silent, although there is a glimmer of light from the door which stand ajar close by.

Then I realise that I'm uncomfortable, still fully dressed. Rolling clumsily out from under the blankets, I strip off my clothes, then return to the cosy haven of my warm, naked wife, pulling the covers over us against the coolth of the night. Elizabeth smells different. I know her scent, both before and after sex. Now there is something else. Michael....

I chew at the thought. Turning it over. Nagging at it.

But no matter how I maul the idea, I don't mind. Elizabeth is here, in my arms, sleeping peacefully....

Mine....

*****

Once more I wake, Elizabeth moving in my arms.

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Delicious....

I nuzzle at her, breathing her in.

I'm feeling horny as hell, in that slow-motion way that you get coming from sleep.

"Sorry...." she murmurs... "didn't mean to wake you.

I move closer, my erection an easy, sweet throb against her. Tugging her in, I kiss her forehead.... a mere prelude to my main intentions....

"Listen," she whispers.

?

But I hark into the gloom, then chuckle as I hear....

.... Laughter....

.... Moaning....

The steady rhythmic Thump Thump of say, a bed-head against a wall....

I laugh low. "They lead busy lives, don't they?"

There is a pause. "Do you think we're invited?" says Elizabeth.

I back away from her, just a little, just enough to be able to make out her features in the low light cast from the close-by doorway. "You would like to be invited?" She sucks at her lips, her eyes rolling up to meet mine. "Would you?"

This is the conversation we should have had before....

"Erm... Yes, I would like to...." I say... ".... if you're alright with it. I wasn't sure before. It all happened a bit suddenly."

Her face blossoms. "Richard, it's been lovely. Thank you for my 'Birthday Present"."

My beautiful Elizabeth....

And I kiss her again. "My pleasure...."

She chews at her lip, looks away, looks back again. "Why did you hold off....?"

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"I suppose I wasn't easy... um, carrying through, until we'd had a chance to talk. I'm conscious that this was all a surprise that I sprang on you only a few hours ago."

And now she chuckles. "Well, I'm hardly going to deny you what you just gave me. If they're happy with it, and you want to do it, then I'm happy too. In fact...." ".... Yes?"

She swallows hard. "Er.... I think I'd enjoy it."

Really?

Really...?

"Actually, enjoy it? Not just allow it, but enjoy it? Watching me with Charlotte?"

"Er.... yes...."

And relief washes over me. All the doubts I felt, all that creeping guilt wash away. "I'm so glad you said that. I'll admit that I wasn't prepared for how much it turned me on to watch you with Michael.... He's very good at what he does isn't he?" She swallows again. "Er, yes. Indeed, he is."

The noise from beyond the door grows louder. Whatever is happening inside, suddenly, I want to be a part of it.

Elizabeth wants this....

She enjoyed it and she wants more....

.... and so do I.

Twining my fingers with hers, "Come on. Slip on one of those robes, and let's see if we're wanted. They left the door open, so I'm guessing we're welcome." Are we welcome?

I rejected Charlotte before.

What if I offended her?

Easing the door open, we look in, wondering if our reception will be a warm one.