Rocket1010
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Saturday Night - Confronted by Blair and Lizzy
Carter chuckled at her comment about thinking with his dick. It was such an old cliché that men normally only had one thing on their mind and it was sex, sex, sex. “Well it is true part of the time but we also think of other things like …… sex. And by the way, we have a playroom waiting for us when we return home.” The laugh that followed was warm and such a difference than the thick heavy air that hung around them at the club. One thing about his relationship with Anna was their mutual love of sex whether it be rough or tender. They were a perfect match for each other.
“I too don’t want to be away from you baby, but we have to get to the bottom of this and if there was any other way, I would do it.” he whispered. They only had a minute or two before the two women joined them.
“I agree we need to be upfront and honest with them but I also think there is something going on with Blair. Something she his hiding.” Carter thought of the way the deep red-headed woman had looked at him during the evening when she was on stage and when she was perched between his thighs, sucking his cock. There was something about her that set her aside from the other slaves being auctioned off tonight.
Carter had a horrid thought that she was a plant by Josh to get close to him and Anna to find out more about their moves. He had a sinking feeling that the “group” didn’t fully trust Anna, at least, not yet. She had made some inroads with them but Carter had known other business adversaries who put on one face while thinking another.
Carter leaned forward, kissing Anna’s forehead and then the tip of the nose. As his lips sought the softness of her lips, the door to the bathroom opened. Standing just inside the door frame, Lizzy and Blair stood with smiles on their faces. They had wrapped the large terry cloth towels around their bodies but it did little to hide the womanly charms hidden underneath. Their wet hair clung to their shoulders and tiny drops of water, made their way down to their cleavages.
Carter saw that Anna too was taking in the form of each woman as they stepped into the room. Blair’s eyes were searching each of them as if sizing up the situation. “Thank you for letting us shower. The water was so refreshing.”
“Hmmmm yes it was,” echoed Lizzy.
“Anna, we were talking in the shower and wondered what you meant by you’d tell us everything later. Well it’s later.” The two women walked to the love seat, standing in front of Carter and Anna. Carter couldn’t help but wonder if they were playing a game or if they really were slaves. Their eyes went from Anna to Carter and back to Anna. It was evident they knew Anna and Carter were not your normal mistress and master. “Well, are you going to tell us,” Blair offered her eyes locked on Anna’s deep emerald eyes.
Carter chuckled at her comment about thinking with his dick. It was such an old cliché that men normally only had one thing on their mind and it was sex, sex, sex. “Well it is true part of the time but we also think of other things like …… sex. And by the way, we have a playroom waiting for us when we return home.” The laugh that followed was warm and such a difference than the thick heavy air that hung around them at the club. One thing about his relationship with Anna was their mutual love of sex whether it be rough or tender. They were a perfect match for each other.
“I too don’t want to be away from you baby, but we have to get to the bottom of this and if there was any other way, I would do it.” he whispered. They only had a minute or two before the two women joined them.
“I agree we need to be upfront and honest with them but I also think there is something going on with Blair. Something she his hiding.” Carter thought of the way the deep red-headed woman had looked at him during the evening when she was on stage and when she was perched between his thighs, sucking his cock. There was something about her that set her aside from the other slaves being auctioned off tonight.
Carter had a horrid thought that she was a plant by Josh to get close to him and Anna to find out more about their moves. He had a sinking feeling that the “group” didn’t fully trust Anna, at least, not yet. She had made some inroads with them but Carter had known other business adversaries who put on one face while thinking another.
Carter leaned forward, kissing Anna’s forehead and then the tip of the nose. As his lips sought the softness of her lips, the door to the bathroom opened. Standing just inside the door frame, Lizzy and Blair stood with smiles on their faces. They had wrapped the large terry cloth towels around their bodies but it did little to hide the womanly charms hidden underneath. Their wet hair clung to their shoulders and tiny drops of water, made their way down to their cleavages.
Carter saw that Anna too was taking in the form of each woman as they stepped into the room. Blair’s eyes were searching each of them as if sizing up the situation. “Thank you for letting us shower. The water was so refreshing.”
“Hmmmm yes it was,” echoed Lizzy.
“Anna, we were talking in the shower and wondered what you meant by you’d tell us everything later. Well it’s later.” The two women walked to the love seat, standing in front of Carter and Anna. Carter couldn’t help but wonder if they were playing a game or if they really were slaves. Their eyes went from Anna to Carter and back to Anna. It was evident they knew Anna and Carter were not your normal mistress and master. “Well, are you going to tell us,” Blair offered her eyes locked on Anna’s deep emerald eyes.
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