"You Do What You Must" (closed)

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Carmen was coming out of her bedroom -- one of three in the rental -- and caught sight of Lou from behind as she came to a stop in the dining room. She greeted him with a friendly hello, and when he turned to face her, she nearly shrieked in shock, then covered her mouth as she chuckled.

Hanna hadn't told her the details of Lou's uniform before hand, and seeing his cock and balls hanging out before him had been an almost heart attack moment for the young woman. When she'd recovered, she moved toward and past him -- giving his semi-stiff erection a quick glance and second giggle -- then told him, "Follow me, Lou. I've been tasked with ensuring that you know your duties tonight."

He followed her to the kitchen -- dutifully or with hesitation she didn't know as she didn't look back -- and once there, she indicated the many coursed of the upcoming meal that he would be required to serve to her, Hanna, and their guests. Speaking of the woman who ran the Isle of Jake Benevolence Society -- an organization that fed and otherwise cared for the island's elderly and infirmed -- Carmen explained, "Gretchen cooked it all. She's such a wonderful person."

The doorbell rang, and Carmen glanced to Lou to see what his reaction would be to the first of the guests to arrive. She hoped it would give him relief when she reassured him, "Hanna will get the door. Let's continue, shall we."

Carmen tried not to look directly at Lou's cock as it waved back and forth before him with his movements, but sometimes it was simply impossible not to do so. Then, at a moment when she remembered the goal of the evening, she told him with a rather snotty tone that he was in her way ... and she reached out to grasp his cock tightly and move him aside, as if his erection was a handle.

"Our guests are arriving," came Hanna's announcement when she arrived at the kitchen door. She gave Lou's cock a long look; it was stiff but not as much so as she thought it should be. Looking to Carmen and pointing to Lou's crotch, she directed in a firm tone, "Fix that, please, will you ... Astrid?"

As Hanna turned to leave, Carmen giggled and said in her mock Swedish accent, "Ja, frun, jag fixar det."

Turning to face Lou directly, the 22 year old grasped Lou's cock and began stroking it hard and fast while looking him directly in the eyes. She wore a devilish smirk and asked him with humor and that accent, "Did you ever think I'd be doing this to you, Mister Burke?"

Carmen knew that most if not all of the island's males had probably actually fantasized just this, so if Lou said yes -- if he responded at all -- she wouldn't have been surprised to hear a confirming response. She looked down and found him hard as a rock again ... and then just turned away and began speaking about the service of the next course.

A dinner bell rang from the other room, and Carmen turned to snatch up a tray of Hors D’oeuvre. She put it into Lou's hands, then lowered it down his torso until his exposure was hidden. She stressed, "Take it out just like that."

 

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Lou was walking ever sooooo slowly down the hallway. What should have taken him no more than 6 steps was over a dozen and he still had 4 feet left before the doorway. That is when he heard Carmen's familiar voice from behind him.

Forgetting what was sticking out and on display Lou turned around to return her friendly hello. The young girl gasped and covered her mouth when she saw his cock and balls on full display. She had not seen them on Saturday, but she had most assuredly felt them pounding at her insides from behind.

So Carmen would be joining him and Hanna again tonight. She was wearing a very short sundress and no bra was visible, her smallish, but, pert breasts wouldn't require one he remembered from seeing them hanging down over the sofa. It was now appearing that Lou would be doing the serving tonight as her maid's outfit was put away.

{"Follow me, Lou. I've been tasked with insuring that you know your duties tonight."} and that verified his assumption. She gave a little giggle as she glanced down again at his protruding junk and snicker which made it twitch. His pace quickened just slightly as he tried to keep up with her.

She rambled on about this course and the entire sequence of dinner. How Gretchen had cooked the meal? He wasn't aware of any Gretchin on the island and again began to think this was all another of Hanna's plays. Right up until the doorbell rang that is. The nerves that usually kept him rock hard in this type situation were proving too much. He was still very excited, but it was manifesting itself more in the pit of his stomach, as his dick had half softened but remained puffed in a semi erection.

{"Hanna will get the door. Let's continue, shall we."} she gave him an annoyed look as it was clear he wasn't taking in all he should of her explicit instructions. At one point she grabbed his cock and pulled him out of her way with it {Pay attention! and move OUT of the way.} she snapped. She had a hard time stifling a giggle and keeping her persona in tact as she came away with a wet hand from the precum that was prevalent there.

{"Our guests are arriving,"} Hanna announced as she made her reappearance in the kitchen doorway. This made Lou shiver as he remembered she had let someone in the front door. She just shook her head in disgust and pointing to Lou's half hard cock instructed. {"Fix that, please, will you ... Astrid?"} and she was gone again, to her guest? Guests? Lou again shivered and reddened.

Astrid had obviously received somewhat of a promotion for tonight. She rattled off a mock Swedish reply to Hanna's back as she took a firm grasp of Lou's dick. As her eyes took on the devils look that Hanna had perfected, (was this something she could teach her whores to imitate?) she preceded to jerk his cock hard and fast until it was full mast once more.

Lou didn't want this moment to end as the energetic young girl was soon to get an even wetter hand. {"Did you ever think I'd be doing this to you, Mister Burke?"} she giggled in her accent.

"Ohhhh god Carmen, yessss....please don't stop." he whimpered as her hand stroked his length and his balls began to tighten. At that precise moment a dinner bell chimed from the dining room and she turned and left him gasping for air.

She again stressed just the proper sequence of the serving he was to take. This time he paid attention even though his ears were ringing and his cock was throbbing from Carmen bringing him right to the brink and stopping. Lou was once again rock hard as he carried the tray from the kitchen to the dinning area.

He was so hyped form being so close to cumming that his concern for who was in the next room had left him. He only wanted to cover himself with the tray as Carmen had directed him, and to not drop it all on the floor.

Carmen followed in behind him and took a place at the end of the table closest to the kitchen so she could come and go with ease. Lou served her first, she gave him an annoyed look as she repositioned the tray so slightly that it couldn't have made bit of difference. Again she had to stifle a laugh when he turned and walked to Hanna's other guest's. His ass on full display through the mesh that covered it. If he were to bend over there would be no concealing his back hole.

It was then that Lou noticed Holly, the overly endowed vixen that had worked for Howard up until a month ago. No one was really sure what she did for him. Oh there were the gossip mongers rumors. But in truth that had never happened. Not by Howard's choice. Holly was mostly eye candy for his boating business. She did answer the phones and sort the mail. And poke out her huge chest to any man that came in hoping to buy one of Howard's boats.

Lou knew Holly from hanging out with Howard, it seemed she were about to get to know him a whole lot better and he prayed that if she were ever able to resume her cushy job at Howard's boat dealership that she would NEVER mention this evening.

When Holley had been served Lou worked his way around Hanna who was again at the head of the table and approached Byron.

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Lou didn't know him very well. He did odd jobs all about the island, a handyman of sorts. He was known to hang out around the Rainbow Lodge but Lou knew he didn't live there. Byron was one of the few people that Lou wasn't sure just where on the island he resided.

Lou was actually much more embarrassed to serve Byron then he was any of the three women and his face turned a deeper shade of red. Was it because he knew Byron was gay and that the only thing coving his erect penis was the tray he held? Was it because of the talk Hanna and he had about the interest level of a possible coupling of him with a man. Lou assumed that this was the man she had already or was referring about employing.

Byron took his time looking Lou up and down like the appetizers he was offering for consumption. He also noted that his cock did not get any less stiff when the man was ogling him. When he finally made his way to Hanna he was visibly sweating as he offered her the last remains on the tray.

 

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Hanna's gaze never left Lou as he made his way from guest to guest to guest and finally to her. The tray the man was carrying had had small saucers, bowls, and glasses -- 4 each -- so when she took the last ones, it was empty.

"I'll take that off your hands, Lou," Hanna told him a she took the tray from him. He resisted letting go of it at first, but a hard look from his mistress ceased that resistance. She set in on the floor against the leg of her chair, looked to his erection with a slight smirk of delight, and told him, "Why don't you just stick here with me, Lou ... in case I need you."

All about the table, the guests stared at their waiter's jewels with different expressions and reactions. Carmen, of course, was struggling with difficulty not to giggle aloud. Molly looked almost horrified; she'd been told there would be a mind blowing introduction to her entrance into the group, but she'd never imagined it would be this! For his part, Byron was actually kind of calm and cool. He glanced at Lou's cock off and on, but he actually spent much more time looking at the store owner's face.

"He's doing it again," Carmen said after the quartet had spent several minutes talking about island happenings. "You wanna take care of that, or shall I?"

She nodded Hanna's attention to Lou's cock, which was once again drooping toward the floor. The whore/madam casually reached out and began gently fumbling Lou's sensitive sack in her delicate fingertips until, after half a minute or so, he was once again hard and pointing outward at the others.

Hanna put Lou to work fetching the courses, pouring the wine, clearing the dishes, and more. Each time his cock began to droop, one of the females reached out to either fondle his balls or stroke his shaft until he was once again hard. This went on for nearly an hour with Lou never being given a chance to sit and rest, unless he was sneaking in little breaks while he was in the kitchen out of sight.

"This is called Nectar of the Gods," Hanna explained when finally they were on the dessert. In contrast to bringing out a tray of four bowls, Lou was carrying a tiny pitcher about the size of a 6 ounce espresso cup. It was filled with a thick, cold pudding-like cream dessert that had been chilling in the refrigerator since earlier in the day. Lou was directed to serve Hanna first, and when he came to her she stuck her finger down into the thick goo ... and lathered it all over Lou's cock. "To fully enjoy it, you must eat Nectar of the Gods after spreading it on the appropriate medium."

Then, twisting in her chair to face Lou and grasping his buttocks to pull him close, she began licking at the creamy mixture spread upon his cock like cream cheese on a bagel. She licked and sucked and monitored Lou's reaction, and well before she thought he might erupt all over her face and hair, she stopped and asked Carmen, "Care for a taste?"

"Absolutely, share," the 22 year old said, gesturing Lou to come to her. She repeated a similar eating technique, ceasing only when Hanna told her not to be a glutton. Carmen looked to Hanna with a disappointed, pouty expression ... then gave Lou a push toward the next dinner guest, saying, "Holly, I guess the next bite is yours."

Holly was a bit more hesitant than the other two were; she couldn't believe this was happening, to be honest. Although Lou couldn't have known this, the former bookkeeper/front desk clerk/sales associate had often fantasized about being fucked by Mister Lou Burke. She'd seen him around town often over her life on the island, particularly since Lou and her boss, Howard, were such good friends. But she'd never imagined she would actually ever participate in a sexual act with him, let alone suck dessert off his cock while three others -- including a man! -- watched on.

But she reached a pair of fingers into the little pitcher, filled them with the equivalent of a tablespoon of goop, looked up into Lou's eyes as if to ensure she had permission, and then lathered him up with the sweet concoction. She licked tentatively at the man's cock, which was so fucking hard that the surface of his skin was tight and would have been reflective of the room's lighting even if it hadn't been covered with dessert and saliva.

As Molly was then taking Lou's bulbous head into her soft, warm, wet lips for a bit of an inch in, in out suck, Hanna asked the man whose chest was swelling and shrinking more greatly than it had since, "Is there enough dessert left in the pitcher for Byron to have a taste, Lou."

She saw his eyes meet her, and she gave him a knowing look. "Is there enough for Byron, Lou ... or ... shall we let Molly enjoy the rest of this wonderful dessert?"

This was, of course, Hanna's way of telling Lou that if he wasn't yet ready to perform a sexual act with another man, he needed to say so now. If he told her there wasn't much left, Holly would know to wipe out the last little bit, lather his erection again, and drive him to orgasm. But if Lou said there was enough to share ... well, the person at this table who had been sucking cock for longer than any of the others would just have to end this dinner in the most incredible way.

 

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Lou served Hanna last and was relieved that he would be relinquished back to the kitchen to hide in his shame. But that wasn't to be the case. {"I'll take that off your hands, Lou,"}. Hanna didn't await a reply and removed they tray, which acted as the only covering of his hard cock and balls from her guests.

Lou was ready to cut and run, as a chorus of Carmen's giggles, Holly's gasps and Byron's slight whistle filled the small room Hanna announced. {"Why don't you just stick here with me, Lou ... in case I need you."}. Lou stood frozen at her side his cock and balls on display for her guests. As they made idle dinner conversation as if he were not there at all.

Carmen chimed in moments later like a 4 year old tattleing on her baby brother. {"He's doing it again,"}. Lou hadn't realized it, but his dick had gone half hard once more as he stood motionless awaiting Hanna's bidding. {"You wanna take care of that, or shall I?"} she addressed Hanna, the one clearly in charge here tonight. Though Lou was footing the entire bill.

Without skipping a word of her conversation Hanna reached out with her manicured fingernails and tickled and toyed with Lou's balls until he was hard and pointing out to her guests again. At each appropriate time Lou was sent to serve the next course, fill wine and water glasses, clean up little spills which Carmen was having a fun time with. Each time he served one of the three woman he was rewarded with a little stroke, squeeze or tickle which kept him rock hard throughout the entire dinner,

Lou's mind was in a constant daze as he was sent to retrieve desert. He couldn't help but wonder what his Mistress had planned for after dinner activities. It would turn out he didn't need to look that far into the future. Lou returned to the room, his dick once more leading the way as he carried in the last serving of the evening.

{"This is called Nectar of the Gods,"} Hana explained to her guests as Lou stood with a single, small picture containing a thick liquid substance. It hardly looked to him to be enough desert for 4 and he worried that he hadn't paid close enough attention to Carmen's earlier instructions and had left the main part of desert in the kitchen.

He gave a worried and questioning look to Carmen hoping for help, but she was looking and listening to her new boss as she went on to explain. {"To fully enjoy it, you must eat Nectar of the Gods after spreading it on the appropriate medium."}. Lou had not realized that his cock was the supposed missing ingredient for this dessert. That is until Hanna spread the thick cold goo over his inflamed cock.

She proceeded to lick, suck and nibble at Lou's cock, enjoying both the sensations she was giving him as well as the creamy, sweet taste of the concoction from his dick. Just when she knew he was on the edge of adding his own cream sauce into the mix she pulled her mouth off and looking to Carmen asked. {"Care for a taste?"}

Carmen didn't let him down as the young girl gave her customary giggle before replying, {"Absolutely, share,"}. She cried out in a hungry voice and Lou was sent to her for a repeat performance that Hanna had just given. Her too bringing him just to the brink before passing him on to Holly.

{"Holly, I guess the next bite is yours."}. This is where it got more awkward. Lou and Holly were familiar with each other. Not in sexual terms, but friendship terms. Sure Lou had masturbated to thoughts of her huge chest. Holly had fantasized romantically of Lou Burke over the years as she grew up, developed and went to work for his best friend.

He thought that Holly might pass on this opportunity but when she dipped two long fingers into the pot and lathered his cock with the gooey cream for the third straight time Lou thought he might cum before she even had a chance to suck it off of him.

Holly treated her desert as more of a popsicle. Choosing to lick off the cream in long strokes of her tongue. Not until the shaft was clean did she take in just the head of his cock, and sticking her long tongue into his pee hole, she mouth fucked just the sensitive head as Lou mumbled, whimpered and moaned.

Just as Hanna was sure he was once again ready to explode in the young woman's mouth she announced. {"Is there enough dessert left in the pitcher for Byron to have a taste, Lou."}. Holly pulled off as if that were her queue.

Lou looked up in shock and his body trembled. Was it from having been brought to the brink of exploding in three different mouths over the last ten minutes? Or was it the fright of what Hanna was proposing?

He knew, or at least he had a strong inkling that Hanna would be pleased to see Byron have a turn at that dick with his mouth. He knew that he wanted to please his Mistress and grant her anything he could. He also knew that he had never done that with any man.

After a long pause she restated her question, this time giving him a way out. {"Is there enough for Byron, Lou ... or ... shall we let Holly enjoy the rest of this wonderful dessert?"}. Again Lou gave pause. He looked to Hanna, he looked to Byron, he looked to Holly.

Holly had the look of pick me, pick me, as her sucking on the end of his cock had gotten her hot and bothered. Byron was playing it cool as he had all night. A look of your choice friend, but I am here for you if you chose.

He looked again to Hanna, expecting her stern, brash, Madam personna to scream out at him to 'make up his mind'. But it wasn't there. No instead was the beautiful, sexy, intoxicating women he was falling for with her eyes clearly telling him, 'This is for you Lou. your choice, there is no wrong answer.'

Lou looked into the cup and there was enough. There was still plenty for Byron to taste. Lou swallowed hard. "Miss Hanna......" he paused again rethinking his decision. "There is.... I think there is enough for just a taste." Lou's skin was now on fire. Not just his face but his whole chest was crimson with embarrassment.

"But.... but please, I...I think as the hostess you should get to... To please have the last helping." He looked deep into her loving eyes and awaited her decision.

 

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If there had been an odds maker for such activities on the island, Hanna would have given 3 to 1 odds that Lou would pass on having another man suck his cock at this point in his new and improved sex life. It didn't mean she hadn't wanted to see him take the offer from Byron or that she wasn't disappointed. But she would have won big on her wager.

"I offer my portion of the dessert to our gracious hostess," Byron said before Hanna could respond to the store owner's decision. Byron caught Lou's eye and told him softly, "I'm here for you if you ever decide to share a treat with me, Lou."

"Bring that pitcher here," Hanna directed, wagging her fingers to Lou. When the man arrived, she slathered most of what was left in the pitcher upon his cock from tip to base and proceeded to lick and suck it clean. The other three watched intently, varying quantities of joy in their faces at the pleasure Hanna was causing Lou. After he finally came and added more cream to her mouth, she milked him with a firm grip to get every drop, stood, put her mouth close to his ear, and whispering just for him, inquired, "Did you enjoy this, Lou?"

 

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Lou, being in the state of shock an need that he was in would have succumb at this point to any decision that would get his rocks off into any one of the four mouths present. He would have bent in two and sucked himself off if he had that ability.

{"I offer my portion of the dessert to our gracious hostess,"} Byron said, seeing the look of apprehension in Lou’s eyes when he was asked if the gay man could have a taste of the dessert. {"I'm here for you if you ever decide to share a treat with me, Lou."}

Had Byron misunderstood him? Had Hanna? Did Byron back down because he didn’t find Lou’s dick appetizing enough? Did he decline by some kind of signal from Hanna!? What Lou had said, at least what he had meant to portray to Hanna and her guests was, that he was ready and willing to give the quiet young man a taste of the desert. Just a taste, as Byron’s taste of the creamy pudding like goo from Lou’s hard dick, would also be Lou’s first taste of a man’s mouth on his penis. He wanted for Hanna to finish him off after. He wanted to finally cum in the mouth of whose his desire still stood.

{"Bring that pitcher here,"} Hanna directed. He did so and she slathered what was left in the container upon his cock. There would have been plenty for both Byron and her, as she spread it on thick. The other three watched intently, almost like a learning video as Hanna’s expert mouth and tongue went to work on the nights servant,

Hanna was barely left with the time it took to lap up and remove the thick cream of the dessert treat before Lou was filling her mouth with enough cream of his own that would have refilled the original container back up and round two could commence.

She took joy in seeing him cum, feeing him shooting hard into her talented mouth, providing her benefactor this night of pleasure. {Did you enjoy this, Lou?"} she whispered into his ear after having squeezed and sucked every last bit of cum from his balls.

“Yes Miss Hanna. Yes thank You.” He whimpered. Then realizing where he was. What had just occurred. Who was present, Lou came to his post orgasmic senses and quickly scurried back to the kitchen in shame. Hanna would give him a little time to reflect before she would join him there, and reflect he did.

Less than three weeks ago this night would have been impossible. Never would have occurred. Would have been nothing more than a masturbatory thought he allowed in his head while his dick were firmly in his own hand. Now, as it was he had allowed not only Hanna Reed, the seductress that held his newfound sexlife in the palm of her hand, but three others privy to his secrets as well.

Lou was a man known for his discretion. His caution. His handling of matters in the secretes of terms. Unbeknownst to Hanna, Lou was the one who had arranged passage for Ryan Lee on that seaplane that took him back to the mainland 2 days after the lockdown had been imposed and security was at it’s tightest.

It was Lou that had brokered the deal with Ryan Lee Senior, a friend and business partner from years past. Lou, who had said it would be far too risky to allow the female he had brought to the Isle of Jake to return with him, as she might spill the story once on land. It was Lou that suggested, then insisted that she be provided enough to keep her well for a month on the island.

At that time, all were in hopes that a month would see this whole pandemic thing pass over. The ban on traveling to and from the island a thing of the distant past. Now some four months latter, Hanna was still stuck here and seemingly making and enjoying the adjustments in her new life.

Lou still held $1,000. of the Lee’s money in escrow to send here across to the mainland. Ryan was supposed to convey that to her two weeks after he disappeared, but as yet had obviously not. Or if he had, Hanna decided against it and had another direction for her life to take.

Leaving the island was no longer banned. But once you left there was no returning. Karen had spoke many times of leaving to visit their grandkids. Lou could easily get her stateside, getting her back would be much more a challenge, but in no way impossible for him. The only concern would be her higher chance of contacting the disease and bringing it back. Karen wanted to take the risk. As yet, Lou had denied her.

Lou busied himself in the kitchen, washing the dinner dishes and straightening up. He was too embarrassed to face the four. Carmen had been easy at the Buzz. The perky 22 year old was very free and easy. Laying eyes on his friend Holly, or Byron for that matter was weighing heavily on his mind.

Lou scurried about the kitchen, not aware that his now flaccid dick and empty balls were still hanging out the opening of the ridiculous outfit he had on. Had he noticed or given it any thought he would have RUN down the hall and put back on the clothes he wore to Hanna’s party.

He had no one to blame but himself of course. He had wanted this. Practically had begged Hanna for it.
No, it was just in this moment of remorse. In worrying about who saw what, and who now knew of his dark secrets. He didn’t know what Hanna’s hold on these three was.

If they might decide not to stay in her employment. If they chose, with what they now saw and knew to blackmail the endless source of income that was just placed in their hands. Lou’s over analyzing mind was running every scenario through his brain before Hanna joined him in the kitchen.

 

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Hanna entered the kitchen slowly and quietly. Lou glanced up and caught her reflection in the kitchen window, but he only paused for a moment before returning to washing the bowl in which the other cream she'd swallowed tonight had been prepared.

"You performed very well out there tonight, Lou," she said with a sincere tone of appreciation. "I was very impressed. I can't help but wonder if maybe you shouldn't be the one being paid for services rendered."

She moved over to stand beside him, kissed him softly but erotically on the lips, then informed him in a seductive tone, "The others are leaving..."

Coincidentally, they heard the sound of Byron's Harley Davidson fire up out back of the house, something Lou hadn't heard earlier in the evening as Byron had arrived early and had been sitting with Molly on the jetty rocks, watching the pounding waves and discussing the evening to come ... or, was that evening to cum.

Hanna continued after giving Lou another soft, sexy kiss, "...and Carmen and Holly haven't yet moved their things in here so I thought maybe we could go to my bedroom ... and break in the bed."

She reached out to turn off the water, handed Lou a dish towel to dry his hands ... then took him firmly but carefully by the cock and -- walking backward with a wide, happy smile -- led him by his erection from the kitchen to the hall and to her bed.

Hanna made love to, cuddled with, and made love to Lou again off and on for more than two hours, driving him to three more orgasms and achieving a trio of them for herself as well. She cuddled close to him at the conclusion of their last nearly simultaneous climaxes and pulled the blanket up over their bodies for protection of the chill; Hanna had forgotten to check the thermostat upon moving in, so by the time they were through, the room was beginning to reveal that it was still only late spring and they were after all on an island off the coast of New England.

That had been a mistake, though ... getting comfortable.

They awoke in a spooning position with Lou's semi-stiff cock pressed into the crack of Hanna's butt cheeks like a hotdog in a bun and one hand full of a firm tit ... at just short of 8am.

 

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Lou heard Hanna in the doorway. Saw her reflection in the mirror, but he could not look at her. He wasn't sure what she might think of him in this moment. How he had run off to hide his shame shortly after she had drained his balls into her mouth. How he had balked and thus prevented her the chance to watch him be with his first man.

{"You performed very well out there tonight, Lou,"} Her soft words relieving much of his anxiety as he turned to look into her eyes. {"I was very impressed. I can't help but wonder if maybe you shouldn't be the one being paid for services rendered."} Lou laughed and she joined him.

"Well that is always a possibility Hanna," He quipped. "Just who should I send the bill to?" And they both chuckled again. She came to his side and kissed him erotically. Whereas the last number of times she had kissed him after he came in her mouth and he had tasted his presence on her tongue and breath, this time her kiss was sweeter, having mixed in with the dessert that he was getting his first taste of. It was quite good.

{"The others are leaving..."} she informed him and a feeling of release came over his entire being. He was not ready to face Holly or Byron tonight. If he would ever be, he thought to himself. She told him that they would have the house to themselves tonight as she kissed him again.

Again a wave of comfort settled over him. He was hard once more in the lone presence of this vision of beauty. Hanna hadn't failed to notice that fact and she took hold of his inflexible dick. She walked backward from the kitchen, down the hallway and into her bedroom towing him along by his penis like it were a child's pull toy. (In reality it was becoming just that for her.)

For the next two hours the couple made love. Hanna didn't fuck him. He didn't fuck Hanna. They were a couple for this moment in time. Oh they fucked, but as lovers, not as objects of lust to fulfill each others carnal needs.

Lou came soon and hard deep inside the velvet encrusted walls of Hanna's pussy. Shortly after she wanted him again, and who was he to deny her? Despite his best effort, at 57 his balls just couldn't keep the supply meeting up to the demand. He faked his second orgasm. That or his dick just had the dry heaves as it felt wonderful but nothing emitted from him.

After a little longer break it was his turn to innovate their love making. Lou rolled her to her side and in a spooning position he pushed his dick back into her well lubricated pussy. The feeling of his earlier load of cum coating its walls excited Lou as thought of cuckolding again filled his mind.

What it would be like to follow another man into his wife. (or in this case his lover) Lou fucked Hanna with more abandon this time as one of his fantasies was again taking over his brain. They fucked HARD and long and he was surprised when his cock shot out it's third load of the night.

He was more surprised and pleased when Hanna came just as hard and at the exact time he was refilling her pussy. They both fell wordless into a deep, comforting sleep. Lou's phone was still in the spare room with his clothes. Hence his alarm that would have gone off at 11:00 the night before signaling his time to get home went unheard.

Hanna stirred first, and when she noticed the sun squinting through her blinds, she knew something was amiss. She woke Lou and motioned to the clock beside her bed. With his spent dick nestled between her ass cheeks and her firm breast in his hand they both jumped up and she did her best to help him hurry himself out.

Dressed in less than five minutes. He gave Hanna a quick goodbye kiss. Hanna's scent still permeating his body, he looked to make sure no neighbors were about and scurried to where he had left his truck, half hidden, some 300 yards from her house.

He went straight to the store Now 8:25 the store normally opened by 7:00. There were a few customers waiting patiently. And one, of the rumor mongers, not so patiently as she wanted to have her shopping done well before her 9:00 AM tee time at the Buzz to exchange gossip with the girls.

Carmen, luckily had diffused the situation just a little when, noticing Lou wasn't there for his regular 6:30 cup of black java. Strolled over to his store at 8:10. {"Lou said he had to run an errand before opening today.} she announced to the small crowd that awaited him. {"He should be back any time now I'm sure."} Walking back to the Buzz she tried calling Hanna but her attempt went straight to voice mail.

Lou opened the store and helping and checking out the early group. He hoped they would not smell his night of sex on him. When the early crowd thinned out he made his way into the restroom to give himself a quick sponge bath.

He hoped the traffic would be light today. He certainly prayed that Holly and/or Byron wouldn't feel the need to shop for some time. Holly was a store regular. Byron not so much. Another item on the mystery list for that young man. Lou didn't know where he slept at night, or where he got his food and goods from.

Around 11:30 Karen made an appearance. Lou looked up in shock at his wife of so many years. He could count on his fingers the number of times they hadn't slept together in the same bed. {"I waited up until almost midnight Lou."} she informed him as she walked about the store picking up an item here and there. and bringing it to the counter.

Of course Lou wouldn't charge her for it but it did need to be noted for inventory. "Yes, there were problems at the warehouse." Lou thought it best to tell her he had worked the full night.

{"I must have been exhausted. I didn't even hear you come on, or leave this morning for that matter."} There it was. Either she really did sleep through his absence, or she was turning her eyes away from what might be.

"I was as quiet as I could be. Didn't want to wake you so late. Or early." They kissed and agreed on dinner plans in town that evening. So was the newfound state of his sexless marriage.

 

[PennySaver]

Hanna flopped back onto her new bed, stared at the ceiling for a long moment, then chuckled in disbelief at her stupidity. There was no way in hell that she was going to be able to hide her affair with Lou is she made such idiotic mistakes, let alone hide her business with him.

Eventually she rose, started a pot of coffee, and headed for a shower; passing by her phone she noted that the notifications light was not flashing, which was good news for it meant no other potential disasters regarding the previous evening.

Hanna got out of the shower, pulled her hair back in a high pony tail, and dressed in a body hugging pair of yoga shorts and a sports bra. It was only now after actually picking up her phone that she realized it had gone dead during the night. She put it on the charger while she poured a mug of badly needed brew and toast a bagel, then returned to find she had 4 missed calls from Carmen, as well as half a dozen texts combined from her dinner guests.

Carmen had spoken of covering for Lou at the mercantile, for which Hanna said the young woman would be justly thanked. Hanna didn't actually say she was going to get the girl extra bucks, but Carmen took it that way when she received the message and responded All part of the service, boss with the young person, obligatory emoticons included.

Holly's text -- just one -- thanked Hanna for the opportunity she'd been given, adding that she was available for more should the island's new madam -- Hanna's word, not Holly's -- find a need for help.

Byron's second text was an apology for his first, in which -- as well as also thanking Hanna for the opportunity -- he'd asked if he was still going to be compensated for his time, despite not having done anything other than stare at Lou Burke's cock hungrily. In his second message, Byron said, Please forgive me. I'm simply in dire straits and have great need for some financial relief.

Hanna told him to stop by later that afternoon and she would front him some cash for future services. Hanna also wanted to have a face to face with the man to once again speak to him about the necessity for discretion in their upcoming business ventures. Of the three whores who sat down with her the previous night, Byron was the one of them who Hanna knew the least. She'd chastised herself before, during, and after dinner for including him, fearful that she didn't know him enough.

Holly came by just before noon to help clean the portion of the kitchen that Lou hadn't gotten to during his moment of anxiety the night before. Using Maxine's pickup, which she promised to top off with gas, she also brought her and Carmen's things; Holly and Hanna had them unloaded and in the proper rooms in no time at all...

Just in time to step out on the porch and find Karen Burke standing there, staring at them with a blank expression. Neither Hanna nor Holly said anything right away, instead simply staring at the wife of the man whose cock had been in their mouths the night before.

"Sorry," Karen said, finally breaking the silence as she looked between the two women. Looking to Hanna, she explained, "I had heard that Carmen, from the coffee shop, was going to be living with you, not Holly."

Karen moved up to Holly to give her a friendly hug. They had known each other since the latter was a little girl, and the former had been happy -- and a bit envious -- to see Holly grown up to be such an incredibly beautiful woman.

On the other hand, Karen had always been a bit jealous of Holly as well. The incredibly beautiful, dark eyed, dark skinned, full bosomed woman couldn't know it but once years ago, while Lou had been pounding away fiercely at Karen's pussy, a hair's width away from exploding, he had inadvertently called out Holly's name as his cock leaped and began filling her with his seed. The event had thrown Karen into a tither for weeks, thinking that her husband might have been having an affair with the girl who -- then working in Howard Ridgefield's office and looking incredible with her rapidly filling figure -- was still barely 17.

Karen would find out, though, through a very intense shaking of the gossip tree, that there was no way her husband had been fucking that sexy little teenage girl. She found herself accepting that Lou found Holly attractive and fodder for his fantasies, even when his cock was pounding inside Karen herself. In all honesty, she came to believe that her husband's fantasies -- if in fact he was having them -- might have been having a positive effect on their love life and she hoped he wouldn't stop having them.

Of course, time moved on, and the female body changes, and menopause took the toll on Karen that did more bad to her sex life with Lou than his fantasies -- or lack thereof -- had done good.

Pulling back, Karen pocketed her cell phone -- to which she'd been responded when the girls came out the door -- and retrieved from the railing a pie which neither of them had noticed until now. "A house warming gift, Hanna. Can I call you Hanna?"

"Of course," the now very relieved whore said, suddenly aware that Karen wasn't here to ream her ass for having sex with the woman's husband. "Oh, and Carmen ... she, too, is moving in."

The three of them chatted for a long moment before Holly excused herself to return the pickup truck. Fearful that she might be making a mistake but knowing that it was the appropriate thing to do, Hanna invite Karen in for coffee and the latter accepted. They sat in the living room, the décor for which Hanna apologized as the previous tenant had obviously purchased the furnishes at a multitude of garage sales.

"I can help you with that," Karen offered. "Lou, that's my husband ... I think you already knew that ... he thinks I'm some sort of décor diva sometimes."

They talked about décor and fashion for some time, then about the house itself, about Hanna's abandonment on the island, and about what she was doing to get by now. "How are you getting by, dear? Have you found work?"

"Parents," Hanna lied. "Rich parents. They've been putting some cash into my account back home. Without them, I would have had to go back to Las Vegas weeks ago, and of course, everything's shut down there ... again!"

The conversation lagged for a moment. Hanna had noticed some hesitation in Karen's side of the conversation over the last half hour or so, and all Hanna could do was hope beyond hope that it wasn't because Karen was about to ask Are you fucking my husband?

"You seem to have something on your mind, Karen," Hanna finally decided to risk. "Is it something you want to talk about?"

Karen's eyes suddenly glazed over with threatening tears. She blinked them away successfully, reminded Hanna that they barely knew one another, and posited that maybe she should take her problems to someone with whom she had more of a relationship. Hanna, desperate to learn whether this had anything to do with her and what she had been doing to Karen's husband's cock of late, told her, "Don't be silly. I'm here for you. Tell me, Karen ... what's bothering you. I'm a good listener, and I'm sure I can help."

Hanna's guest launch into a rapid fire monologue about how she thought her husband might be cheating on her. She spoke of how he hadn't come home last night -- she knew Lou had been out all night -- and of how he'd recently and dramatically changed his work schedule, an act she was sure had been committed to facilitate his meeting with this other woman ... singular.

Hanna found herself having to clasp her hands together after she'd realized they were trembling. As they continued to talk, Hanna was certain that at any moment Karen was going to make the connection between her -- Hanna's -- arrival date on the island and the beginning of the strange behavior of her husband.

The doorbell practically sent the very nervous Hanna right up off the couch. She'd heard Byron's Harley a few minutes earlier, but when the man hadn't come immediately up to the porch and door -- he'd been on his cell phone out at the curb -- Hanna had dismissed the visit and gone back to listening intently to Karen disturbing tale.

Hanna excused herself to answer the door, inviting Byron inside and -- as they had never met -- introducing the pair to one another. She told Karen she had to get some money for the man, who was going to help move the three girls in over the next few days. She went to her bedroom to retrieve her purse, saw that she had two more texts from Carmen, read and responded to them, and then headed back for the door to the hall.

But she stopped short when she heard a female giggle that was full of what Hanna knew was flirtation. She moved into the hall so that she could see the pair without them seeing her, and she found the two standing more closely than she would have expected, chatting and smiling and ... well, fuck, there was no doubt about it, Karen was flirting and Byron was reacting in kind.

Byron was wearing a pair of ass hugging blue jeans and an equally tight fitting muscle shirt, for which he had plenty of torso muscles to compliment. Over those two items he wore ass revealing chaps and a vest, both of black leather; on the back of the vest -- called a Cut by bikers -- were the patches of a Motorcycle Club called the Right Brothers. It was a benevolent organization of bikers and other affiliated to them with Clubs all up and down the Eastern Seaboard and, more recently, into the Great Lakes Region.

In a multitude of ways, the Brothers served veterans -- of which the majority of their numbers were -- and other people who were in need. They built homes -- sometimes in connection with Habitat for Humanity; they collected money for medical bills and operations; and -- to show their honor -- they arrived by the dozens, hundreds, and even thousands at funerals for the fallen, ceremonies which they often financed because so often the families -- if there was one -- couldn't afford the casket, grave, and stone.

"Here it is," Hanna said as she stepped out into the living room, pretending as if she hadn't noticed the interaction between the two. In an instant, Karen -- wearing the most guilty of expressions -- took a conspicuous step backward, her wide smile fading as her face exploded in red. Hanna again pretended not to notice, though Byron did and gave the embarrassed woman a conspicuous wink. Hanna handed him some folded hundred dollar bills, telling him, "I'll have the rest for you once I get to the bank tomorrow."

Byron thanked Hanna, smiled to Karen as he told her it was nice to finally meet his fellow islander, and departed. To Hanna's delight, Karen watched the man all the way to the door, out the door, and down the porch to his bike. She was lost in her lust for this man, and only became aware of her actions when -- with Byron's rocketing of the bike out of sight -- she turned to find Hanna watching her with the biggest of smiles.

Hanna teased Karen about what had just happened, and Karen, of course, tried to discount it all as just being surprised she had never met this handsome man before. Hanna then decided to take a risk, saying with a serious tone, "You should sleep with him."

Karen's eyes grew and her mouth fell open, but no words came out. Hanna quickly pointed out, "When we were talking earlier, you told me that you'd contemplated sleeping with another man, just to see if your lack of ... what was the word you used, enthusiasm? To see if your lack of interest in sex was about sex itself ... or about your husband."

"Oh, I could never cheat on my husband," Karen swore.

"It's not cheating, Karen," Hanna countered. When Karen asked how sleeping with another man couldn't be considered cheating, Hanna explained her rational with, "Byron is a sexual therapist. Some people might call him a gigolo ... a male prostitute ... but the man has a Doctorate in Sexual Psychology and three masters in related fields of therapy."

Karen's eyes and mouth reacted again as they a moment earlier. She looked down to Hanna's wallet, from which the hundreds had come, and she asked in whisper as though she feared someone would hear them, "Is that ... is that what you were paying him for?"

Hanna didn't want to lie to her, so instead she continued by explaining how Byron helped women deal with a multitude of issues -- sexual and otherwise -- through a variety of methods, only one of which was sex. "Karen, you don't have to have sex with him. Sit with him ... talk with him ... he gives a soothing massage that will calm you in ways most therapists could only dream of. And if you want, become intimate with him ... with or without what we would consider actual sex."

They sat and talked about the possibilities and the good it would do for Karen for almost another hour, after which Lou's wife gave his whore-lover a tight hug, thanked her, and said, "I'll consider it."

No sooner was Karen out the door and heading down the boardwalk toward home, then Hanna sent Lou a text: Behind your store in 5 minutes!

When she got there, Lou was already on the loading dock, waiting for her; he had a small bag of groceries as cover for why they were meeting. She took the bag, looked about for eavesdropper, then said bluntly, "How would you like to sit in my bedroom closet behind a screen and watch your wife get fucked by Byron ... while I suck your cock?"

In their many discussions about his fantasies, Lou had spoken of his cuckolding fantasies. Hanna was smiling wide from ear to ear, thinking, Fucking Goddess of Sins is smiling down upon me now.

 

[LP1957]

{"Sorry,"} Karen said at her showing up unexpected and unannounced. The two young woman stood there wide eyed, as the wonder of why she might be here crossed their minds. {"I had heard that Carmen, from the coffee shop, was going to be living with you, not Holly."}. she smiled and gave Holly a tight hug. Holding it longer than one might expect despite the prior incident with her husband's calling out, at that time, the teenagers name as he emptied himself into his wife.

In reality, Karen herself had experianced a few off color fantasies of Holly as well. Not when she was as young as when Lou started his. But at Holly's 21st birthday celebration, when she'd had drink or two too many. Then on other occasions when she had secretly masturbated herself to orgasm in her nightly bubble bath.

She was increasingly jealous of the young woman, as Holly's chest grew and by 15 had easily surpassed her own 34B breasts. {"A house warming gift, Hanna. Can I call you Hanna?"}. She asked of the woman she thought might be the one who was fucking her husband Lou, as she handed her a store bought pie. Fueled by the gossip girls, she had narrowed her suspects to Hanna or Carmen which was her real reason for stopping by.

The three of them made idle chat and Hanna invited her inside, Holly opting out to get on with her tasks at hand. Karen gave her a second hug, and even kissed her cheek when she left. Hanna and Karen went inside and the conversation came around to the poor furnishings of the rental she was now residing in. {"I can help you with that,"} Karen offered. {"Lou, that's my HUSBAND ... I think you already knew that ... he thinks I'm some sort of décor diva sometimes."}. Her emphasis on ‘husband’ not going unnotced.

Karen looked into Hanna's eyes as she mentioned Lou. She wanted to read her reaction. Hanna had regained her composure by this point and her eyes gave nothing away. They talked on about how Hanna had come to the island, how she could afford this place and other topics. Karen was finding the young girl enchanting and her self imposed 'hate' for the girl on her drive over and arrival was quickly disappearing.

The conversation slowed and Hanna must have thought she had dodged this bullet and it seemed that Karen would soon be making her exit. Instead, Karen sat still and quiet for a long moment. Her eyes clearly tearing up. {"You seem to have something on your mind, Karen,"} Hanna finally decided to risk. {"Is it something you want to talk about?"}

"I'm sorry dear. I shouldn't bother you with my troubles, we barely know each other." Karen made a motion to raise up out of her chair.

{"Don't be silly. I'm here for you. Tell me, Karen ... what's bothering you. I'm a good listener, and I'm sure I can help."} the lovely girl, who may well be the problem, well one of her problems, that confronted her.

"I think Lou is....might be cheating on me. He didn't even come home last night. Not that I can really blame him." Her tears were now flowing freely and Hanna handed her a box of Kleenex. "What with this shit of menopause, 25 years of being only with each other, gosh, we haven't been intimate in almost a month." She confessed to Hanna, who could have been matching up the dates to when she had first taken Lou Burke's cock into her young, talented mouth. Allowing him no way back to monogamy.

Her pouring out of her soul and problems might have continued had the doorbell not broken her off. Hanna answered it and ushered in a young, very handsome, very muscular, and not able to divert her glance, what appeared to be very well endowed cowboy type.

Hanna went to her bedroom to grab the money she had promised Byron. Heading back to where they were she heard giggling and playful banter between the two. It sure didn’t sound like, at that moment anyway, that Karen was a dried up, useless specimen of femininity.

Hanna gave them a moment more before entering. {"Here it is,"} Hanna handed Byron the bills. Karen, looking guilty and with a face as red, as her husbands got, stepped back and sat back down. Hanna noticed what was meant to be a clandestine wink by Byron to the woman who was twice his age. {"I'll have the rest for you once I get to the bank tomorrow."} Hanna said as she escorted Byron out the door. He would make a fine male whore from his performance.

Karen was by no way bad looking. She did hold an extra 15 pounds on her 5'7" frame. She did have a bit of a sag in her smallish breasts, but that would only be known if she took her bra off. Her hair was colored to hide the gray that had found it's way there. Dressed, Karen was still a very attractive woman, and Lou kept her in the nicest of clothes. Right down to her sexy undergarments which he purchased for her.

Hanna teased Karen with what she had heard. Teased her of making up the menopause ordeal. Of having no more sexual desire in her. The she boldly told the wife of her lover. {"You should sleep with him."}. Despite the young girls encouragement. Despite the glow in Karen's eyes at the new topic. Despite the dampness she was now feeling in those satin panties that Lou had bought her she exclaimed. {"Oh, I could never cheat on my husband,"}

Hanna went on, trying to change her image of things. {"It's not cheating, Karen,"} Hanna spun her web of bullshit. Knowing if she could indeed get Byron's cock inside of Karen, that she would have, not only one new client, but a better grasp on Lou. {"Byron is a sexual therapist. Some people might call him a gigolo ... a male prostitute ... but the man has a Doctorate in Sexual Psychology and three masters in related fields of therapy."}

Karen listened intently. Then, going back into confession mode stated what Hanna already knew. "Lou would probably be excited if I did sleep with him. He used to always bring that up. I caught him masturbating to a video about that very thing. He would want me to tell him of my past lovers. God there were only 2 others and neither of them were near as good to me as Lou. He is the only man I ever... I ever climaxed with." She was rambling off more of Lou's eccentricys than Hanna figured she knew about.

"He tried for years to get me to dance, flirt, even make out or sleep with another man." She looked shocked at having told Lou's secrets to this almost stranger. She knew her husband was a VERY private man. "Please!... please don't mention any of this to anyone." she blushed deep red again. "the furthest it ever got was some light flirting, not unlike today." she referred to her time her with Byron.

{"Karen, you don't have to have sex with him. Sit with him ... talk with him ... he gives a soothing massage that will calm you in ways most therapists could only dream of. And if you want, become intimate with him ... with or without what we would consider actual sex."

"Gosh Hanna, I wouldn't even begin to know how to talk with him like that. How to even go about being alone with him?" Hanna could read the interest in her eyes and voice and she felt the distinct possibility of a new client in her midst.

They talked more about the possibilities of the circumstances. How Hanna could facilitate a private, and intimate time for the two of them right her in her new house. How she would make a picnic date with her two new roommates and leave Karen a couple hours to see where things might lead.

{"I'll consider it."} Karen promised her, and noticing the time and that they had been talking over 2 1/2 hours she said she needed to get home to have dinner ready when Lou got home. They hugged, not the intimate hug she had with Holly, but like long friends would and she was off.

Hanna instantly texted her lover, before Karen had even made her way down the walk. [Behind your store in 5 minutes!]


******************

Lou's phone chimed. The message was ominous. Was there trouble? Had they been found out? Did Hanna just want his cock back inside her mouth? Lou scrambled to throw a few items, including a fine bottle of Pinot Noir, having learned his lesson with the Champaign ordeal all too well, into a shopping bag and was waiting for her when she arrived a moment latter.

With a grin as wide as the Cheshire Cat she looked deep into Lou's eyes and asked. {"How would you like to sit in my bedroom closet behind a screen and watch your wife get fucked by Byron ... while I suck your cock?"}

"Yeah right." Lou laughed at the preposterous suggestion. When Hanna did not loose her shit eating grin his face turned to one of? Question, intrigue, unbelief, possibility? "Hanna, what do you mean?" Much more serious now as his dick began to stir in his pants. "I thought.... you know I thought Byron only sucked cocks."

His placing of Byron into the small box of his mind might have perturbed her a bit. The fact that he thought first of Byron, and not of Karen's role in this matter certainly could bring a whole new intrigue into the possibilities. "Karen would never agree." he adamantly stated. "I tried unsuccessfully for years to get her to even skirt the edges of cuckolding me."

Hanna knew something he didn't. He wasn't even aware the two had formally met. How could she possibly know or even think she could get his wife to do something he had never had the inkling of luck doing? Then again...... She was Hanna. She was the Madam of the Isle of Jake.

 

[PennySaver]

"Yeah right," Lou laughed in response to Hanna's suggestion. "Hanna, what do you mean? I thought.... you know I thought Byron only sucked cocks."

"I never said that," she said simply, still smiling broadly as she thought of the situation she'd created.

"Karen would never agree."

"I already got her to," Hanna said, though, she hadn't actually closed the deal yet. "If I can make this happen ... I think it's worth a bit extra. And ... I'll need to cancel our regular Wednesday get together. I have arrangements that need to be made, people who need to be looped in, so on and such forth. And you need to get me some stuff from the mainland."

Hanna handed Lou a quickly scrawled list of items, some of which he would have in the store or warehouse, others of which he would need to order today to have them by Saturday morning, in time to prepare them for the get together between Byron and Karen Saturday night.

"I'm gonna need a thousand dollars cash," she said flatly, with no hesitation in her voice. "I need things for the house ... we're doing this in my bedroom and I want it to be nice. And I need to pay Byron, of course, and he needs to see the Doc over at the clinic if he's gonna be putting his cock inside your wife, wouldn't you agree?"

Lou and Hanna had spoken about pregnancy and disease prevention already, of course. She'd seen the doctor here on the island regarding COVID-19, as had ever person on the island, and while she'd been there she'd asked her to run a blood panel for sexually transmitted disease and pregnancy. She was clear of both. She'd made Carmen do the same before what they were now laughingly calling the Encounter with an Astrid-oid and then repeated with Holly, too.

Hanna gave him a moment to contemplate this all, then stuck our her hand like a child wanting a dollar for candy. "Don't suppose you have that on hand, do you, Lou?"

 

[LP1957]

{“I never said that.”}. She corrected him on his presumption about the man that wanted to suck on him so recently ago. Lou almost laughed at her when she talked of the possibility of Karen being fucked by Byron. Up until she told him in no uncertain terms. {“I already got her to.”} to his question of how she might arrange in one sitting what he had attempted, an uncountable number of times.

{“If I can make this happen ... I think it's worth a bit extra. And ... I'll need to cancel our regular Wednesday get together. I have arrangements that need to be made, people who need to be looped in, so on and such forth. And you need to get me some stuff from the mainland."}. Lou had no problem paying. This was his number one fantasy having a chance to become reality.

Hanna handed him a long list which he looked over. Two thirds of the items were available on the island. The other third he would have to have rushed over from the mainland. Of course he would be skirting the law in bypassing the quarantine process. But then Lou was never a stickler for the law when it meant profit or gain for himself.

{"I'm gonna need a thousand dollars cash,"} she said matter of factly. {"I need things for the house ... we're doing this in my bedroom and I want it to be nice. And I need to pay Byron, of course, and he needs to see the Doc over at the clinic if he's gonna be putting his cock inside your wife, wouldn't you agree?"}. Lou just shook his head in agreement.

She held her hand out to Lou. {Don't suppose you have that on hand, do you, Lou?"}. She asked expecting him to place the money directly into her small hand. Lou pulled his wallet out and handed her the full contents of $724. “You can pick the balance up in the morning. I... I think I still owe you for the other night...morning when I ran out after oversleeping.”

“ I can have these supplies this afternoon. Two days on what I need to bring in. Will I be in the closet?...Your closet Wednesday? Or do we need to cancel altogether for you to set things up?”

 

[PennySaver]

The expression on Lou's face was priceless. Hanna had had doubts as to whether the man would go along with all of this, but not such a high doubt as to prevent her from asking for an extra grand to make it happen. She didn't count the money he handed her but seeing a thick mix of hundreds, twenties, and whatnot, she guessed it to be very close to its actual total.

“You can pick the balance up in the morning," Lou told her. "I... I think I still owe you for the other night...morning when I ran out after oversleeping.”

"You can make it up to me in another way," Hanna said. "Howard bragged to you about sleeping with me, so, you know he's a regular client of mine."

In truth, Hanna hadn't seen Howard but just once since beginning her business with Lou, but Lou didn't know that. Hanna didn't know quite why she was implying that Howard was regularly boning her; she was conflicted at to whether what she had with Lou was a more personal or business, and sometimes she simply felt she needed to stress to him that it was the latter. To put it simply, Hanna was on the edge of falling in love with the man.

"He has a Harley just sitting in his garage," she explained. "He won't ride it anymore after that mishap with the flock of seagulls."

Hanna chuckled a bit, recalling what she'd been told about the event that happened early last summer. Howard had been cruising along the North Beach Ridge Trail, which ran through the dunes that paralleled the beach. The narrow, windy, cracked-asphalt trail was designated for pedestrians and bicyclists only and not at all safe for a motorcycle of any size, let alone this one.

But hey, Howard's Howard, and he often doesn't think the rules apply to him.

Suddenly, just as he was reaching a blind curve that passed between two tall dunes, a flock of more than 100 gulls lifted from the dune grass. They had been feeding on the remains of some dead animal, probably a feral dog or maybe even a juvenile sea lion that had gotten disoriented and shuffled inland. The sound of the approaching Harley had started them into the air, and witnesses down on the beach said it was like watching Hitchcock's The Birds.

Although they were just swirling around the location, trying to get back to their food, from the beach it appeared as if they were actually attacking Howard. In a panic, he missed the corner and shot off down the dune straight for the beach at 40 mph ... screaming like a little girl it's said. He likely would have entered the surf except that he skimmed along a ridge in the sand caused by a buried driftwood log and finally dropped the bike to the sand.

They had to bring a truck with a trailer down to rescue the bike before the incoming tide claimed it. Afterwards, Howard spent almost $2,000 repairing the sand and salt water damage, as well as having parts of it repainted, and he never rode it again.

Hanna wasn't a big girl, obviously, but she was fit and strong for her size. She'd ridden motorcycles before -- mostly crotch rocket style street bikes -- so she knew how to handle one. This would be a bit of a step up for her, but she was confident she could handle it fine.

"It's small, just a little over 500 pounds," Hanna explained. "He's offered it to me in exchange for services past and future, but he can't just give or sell it to me because that would look bad. So, I was thinking, you could pretend to buy it from him, put it out in front of your store for a couple of days with a Daily/Monthly Rental sign on it ... and then you could just let me take possession of it. That way Howard pays me, no one who doesn't need to know knows..."

She looked about for prying eyes, saw none, and stepped up close to reach out and massage Lou's groin as she finished, "...and I'll make sure you get something out of it."

After she felt his cock harden, Hanna backed away with a smile. They spoke about the shopping list, and when Lou asked about Wednesday night, Hanna said with a casual tone, "Why don't I come by and blow you after you've closed the shop ... then ... I'll see you Saturday."

She winked to him as she backed away, told him to keep his phone handy, and left ... letting Lou stare at her gently swaying ass until she was out of sight.

+++++++++++++​

The two of them chatted via text a couple of times about the details of Saturday night, but other than that, Lou and Hanna wouldn't see one another until the weekend.

That didn't mean he wasn't going to be given an opportunity to get his dick wet in the meantime, though. Wednesday morning, when Lou went to get his morning coffee at The Buzz, Carmen slipped him a note asking simply Would you like to get together tonight? On the note was her cell phone number.

When she'd made the proposal, Carmen had believed that Hanna wasn't planning on see Lou Wednesday night. Hanna had told her such. So it seemed an opportunity to make a few dollars on the side to Carmen. What would Lou think about both women offering independently to come back and satisfy his needs?

 

[LP1957]

Karen went home post haste, and it wasn't to prepare her, almost assuredly cheating, husband his dinner. She found herself quickly in the master bathroom with her panties around her ankles and her fingers attacking her stimulated lady parts.

This wasn't the candlelit, soaking bubble bath, gently dancing fingers of her seemingly monthly thoughts of Holly and her oversized chest, dark smooth skin and long narrow fingers.

This was a FUCK me now rubbing, probing and assault on the part of her she lately felt was abandoning her. The fact that is was brought about by a young, muscular, cowboy half her age,
had her fingers flying and disappearing deep inside of herself in a floury.

Not overly verbal when it came to sex with Lou, she startled herself when she screamed out in orgasm not more than three minutes after she had begun. She kept her fingers busy on her clit even after cumming so hard and gently rubbed herself to a second climax as she pondered what Hanna had suggested.

If Lou were to look in the laundry hamper tonight he would have found the pink satin panties she had been wearing today were coated with a thick crust of her leakage. Karen changed and prepared a light dinner. Her thoughts only on Byron and if, and how she could go about implementing Hanna's plan.

Dinner conversation that night was light. Karen, running the aforementioned thoughts through her head. Lou planning in his head how to get Hanna's required supplies across in the most timely manner. As Karen stood and cleared the table she looked to Lou and stated. "I need $200. please. I'm going shopping tomorrow and there is a new dress at Bessie's that I want to get."

Lou stopped just short of reaching for his wallet when he remembered he had cleaned it out for Hanna. "Of course Dear." He smiled at his wife. "I need to get some money out of the safe. $200.?"

Karen knew form over the years that Lou's wallet was never void of the two hundred dollars she had requested. "Make it $300. please." she upped the anti. If she were going to give herself over to talking....being massaged by....having sex with Byron, her asshole husband was going to foot the bill.
Including the tip if it were so deserved.

Karen had money of her own put aside. She had already bought the dress at Bessie's but had not shown it to Lou. Those details not withstanding she was going to make Lou pay rather it be for her revenge or his ultimate pleasure.

************************ Back at the Mercantile:

{"You can make it up to me in another way," Hanna said. "Howard bragged to you about sleeping with me, so, you know he's a regular client of mine."} Lou cringed at the reminder that she were sleeping with Howard. He was Lou's good friend, but Lou also knew how crass, and boasting Howard could get.

"Yes, yes I know." Lou's tone a little deflated as he acknowledged her. She talked about his fancy Harley, the one he just 'had to have' when he saw that cowboy kid riding his so boldly about the island. She told Lou what he already knew of Howard being scarred to get back on it after the accident he had when riding it where he shouldn't have been.

{He's offered it to me in exchange for services past and future, but he can't just give or sell it to me because that would look bad.} Again Lou cringed without trying to hide his facial expression. That bike was easily worth over 8 grand. Even after he had crashed it, causing it to loose half it's value. It would still be a good bike for the short jaunts about the Isle of Jake, but it couldn't be taken safely onto an open highway any longer.

Hanna explained her possible plan to receive the bike and not have it look like a gift or payment of some sort by Howard. Lou gave her a concerned look. He really didn't want to see Howard receiving $8,000. credit towards his girlfriends pussy and mouth. 'Girlfriend!?' He literally shook himself out of it 'WHORE' he had meant all along in that mind of his.

"Give me a day or two and I will work out the details, I think I can make something work." He promised her. Hoping that by delaying the transaction might keep Howards oversized cock in escrow until it happened.

After assuring they were alone she stepped close and fondled his package. {"...and I'll make sure you get something out of it."} Just as she knew he was at full hardness she stepped back with her wicked grin, {"Why don't I come by and blow you after you've closed the shop ... then ... I'll see you Saturday."}

*******************************
Lou parked his truck at the store and strolled over to the Buzz for his usual 6:30 cup of coffee. Nothing but thoughts of Hanna's warm mouth being wrapped around his cock at closing time. It wasn't the Wednesday night he had grown accustomed to these past few weeks. But just the thought of filing her belly with his seed had him semi-hard when he entered the coffee shop.

Carmen handed Lou his hot black coffee with a warm smile and a little note. Lou thought it might be a message from Hanna so he didn't look at it right away.

He chatted for a moment with the old-timers before leaving. As he made his way onto the street he read Carmen's note. [Would you like to get together tonight? and her phone number]. He smiled boldly. Could he even perform for the young cute girl tonight after Hanna sucked him dry with that talented mouth of hers? He laughed and vowed he would text Carmen and decline after letting enough time pass to let her know that he had contemplated her invitation.

 

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"He's here," Carmen called back into the house at the sight of Lou coming up to the back entrance of the house on the beach side foot path. "Are you ready?"

After the other occupant called from the bedroom acknowledging the alert, the barista opened the backdoor and stepped out on to the porch. Carmen was casually dressed, in an old raggedy pair of jeans that she'd altered to fit more tightly to her firm, athletic ass cheeks and an equally tight fitting tee shirt that showed off two inches of her stomach both above and below her diamond stud decorated belly button; she was barefoot, and the conspicuously pertness of her hardened nipples left little doubt about the lack of a bra.

She smiled nervously to Lou as he ascended the steps; after Hanna told her Tuesday night that she was canceling the man's Wednesday blow job, Carmen took it upon herself to make a date with Lou ... and she hadn't told her madam of the arrangement, planning on keeping all the money for herself.

Carmen invited him inside, offered him a beer or a glass of wine, then lied, "I'm sorry, but I'm not ready for our date. I just got home and I need to shower. It's already running."

She excused herself, telling Lou it wouldn't be but just a minute. But less than that minute later, she called out, "Lou! I forgot my towel. Could you be a dear and bring me one from the hallway closet?"

When Lou swung the partially closed bathroom door open, he found what he probably expected to see, Carmen naked in the shower stall, the door wide open, her delicious, slim, 34B-24-34 body glistening under the flowing water.

What he might not have expected was to see the equally sexy but far more dramatically curved 36C-26-36 body of Holly also in the stall as she ran a bar of soap up and down the other, younger woman's shoulders, back, and buttocks.

"You can put it right there, Lou," Carmen said as she turned to face Holly. As the former laid her hands over the latter's shoulders and the latter continued her lathering, this time on Carmen's firm breasts and flat belly, Carmen -- sounding like the lead in your typical girl-on-girl action porn said, "We won't be long, Lou, so ... if you wanted to wait here ... maybe help us dry off when we're finished, you're welcome to do so."

Carmen looked to Holly, pulled the older woman closer, and found her mouth in an erotic kiss that lasted several seconds. Then, Holly looked out to Lou and upped her co-worker's offer with, "Or, if you wanted you could join us and wash our backs ... and ... maybe other things?"

 

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(OOC: If you are following our story and opened my reply above within 10 minutes of me having posted it, you didn't see the new NSFW image for Holly, which I will also show you here.

 

[LP1957]

Lou was extremely despondent, and mildly upset when Hanna texted him Wednesday afternoon and informed him she would't be able to keep her 5 o'clock promise of a blowjob to make up for canceling their standing date night. Something about the details she needed to get in place for Saturday night

While Lou was pouting he pulled from his pocket note of Carmen's invite for a date with her tonight.
He decided that he would give her a call. They talked and it seemed, to him at least, that Hanna was OK with them dating. Of course it wouldn't be a gimme for Lou. He would need to pay, she had not yet given him a price menu so he was unsure how much this evening might run. (Of course Carmen had only hinted on Hanna's signing off on their date. She had in no way confirmed that fact.)

Lou figured the Madam would take her cut, everyone would be happy, and his balls would be drained. He was still nervous when Carmen had asked him to pick her up at Hanna's house as she didn't have a car. The plan was for them to head to the warehouse where she would suck, fuck, and well whatever else that was on that menu and Lou desired. The very innocent looking girl was now a hooker after all. He wasn't aware that Hanna would not be about.

Lou arrived at 5:30 for their scheduled date and Carmen opened the door to let him in. {"I'm sorry, but I'm not ready for our date. I just got home and I need to shower. It's already running."}. She handed Lou a beer and off down the hall to the bathroom she went.

Lou opened, and sipped at the beer as he waited. Not more than 5 minutes later he heard the young girl cry out. {"Lou! I forgot my towel. Could you be a dear and bring me one from the hallway closet?"}. Lou set his beer down and headed to the mentioned hallway. He pulled out a very nice, very expensive Egyptian cotton towel. It looked like Hanna was sparing no expenses for her clients in the islands first and only whorehouse.

Lou was not at all surprised to see the somewhat diminutive girl naked with the warm water cascading down her bare body. What shocked him, stopping him dead in his tracks was the equally naked Holly looming over her.

{"You can put it right there, Lou,"} she motioned to the sink as he watched mesmerized as Holly soaped and lathered up the smaller girls body. The contrast of Holly's dark, smooth skin and Carmen's white youthfull dermis did not go unnoticed. When Holly found and soaped up Carmens slighter breasts Lou couldn't help but let out a groan.

He had seen, and much admired Carmens tits already. He had long dreamed of, and even masturbated on many occasions, to Holly's. Whose, massive but well proportioned chest, before this very moment, had only been a vision in his head. A vision he could not pull his eyes away from as the two sirens proceeded to slowly wash each others every crevice of the their naked body's. {"We won't be long, Lou, so ... if you wanted to wait here ... maybe help us dry off when we're finished, you're welcome to do so."}

Lou took the towel back up and covered his very hard penis. As if both the girls had not only seen it before, but had put it inside of their young mouths. I was then that Holly spoke for the first time. {"Or, if you wanted you could join us and wash our backs ... and ... maybe other things?"}. The girls embraced in a passionate, long, wet kiss.

Lou once more dropped the towel and undressed so fast it was a blur. He did join the two naked women in the shower stall. A stall that was plenty tight for just the pair. He took the soap and washed one back, then the next as the three bare bodies pressed up and rubbed against each other. When his hand reached Holly's lower back he paused there.

As it reached the crack of her ass and spread her voluptuous cheeks apart he saw no resistance in her eyes or voice. When he pushed his wet soapy finger, second knuckle deep into her asshole she just gave a little grunt. Carmen and Holly had been kissing and fondling each others breasts as he washed their backs and now Holly's ass, inside and out.

His finger was only up there a very short tome as she turned, popping it out and the two woman sandwiched Lou between them. His hard cock was pressed tightly against Carmens belly. Holly's big tits pressing into his back. Her large but hard nipples like little spikes pressing against his shoulder blades.

The girls strained to continue their passion driven kisses over Lou's left shoulder. Carmen forced to raise up on her tippy toes to reach her much taller friends mouth. This gave Lou just the right angle to slide two fingers deep into Carmen's pussy and finger fuck her.

Lou had left the shower door open and the bathroom was becoming a sopping mess from the splashes. Lou's added attention to Carmen's vagina, and the younger girls moans of appreciation from receiving his digits caused Holly to slip out of the shower to give the pair more room to maneuver.

Just dabbing the towel across her wet body she sat on the toilet, legs spread wide and softly, not unlike Karen did when thinking of her, she rolled her clit between her thumb and forefinger. Her other hand occupied the same job, alternating from one stiff nipple to the next.

There wasn't a trace of hair below the waist of either of these girls. Not like his wife Karen who had a full, but well groomed, bush. Holly had pushed the clear glass door shut so as to stop the flooding. As her finger tips danced across her clit and nipples Lou could not help but turn Carmen's face to the clear glass so he could watch Holly's ministrations from behind her.

His hand went under her right thigh and crocked her foot up on the small seat or shelf that left her open for his taking. From behind he pushed inside the young girls ultra tight pussy. Almost never a fan of water sex, as the water seemed to wash away the natural lubrications. This was not the case with the sex hungry Carmen. He slid easily and balls deep into her waiting and wanting sex

Carmen's smaller tits were pressed and pancaked on the glass door. Making them look like two eggs spread on a dinner plate as Holly licked her lips in appreciation of the sight. It was now as if this were a race to the finish line. The finish line being who was cumming first.

Holly took the gold but only by the narrowest of margins. As soon as she started shaking from the pleasure of her own fingers Lou crossed over for the silver. Hearing Holly's moans and Lou's grunts as he filled her young pussy brought her the bronze with her own little shiver and cry of ecstasy.

The three looked from one to the other. Then all three broke out in a threesome of laughter and joy. Holly dried off and went to fetch two more towels. Lou and Carmen kissed and revived their shower, cleaning each others dripping fluids.

Lou turned off the water just as Holly reappeard with the clean dry towels.

 

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The irony of what was happening in the shower before Lou joined the girls was that neither of them had ever actually been with another woman before. Hanna had told Carmen that watching and then joining two women together had been one of the fantasies Lou had spoken of during one of their dates, and Carmen had then told Holly the same; Holly had surprised the crap out of the youngest of the new whores by suggesting, "I think we should be each's first."

Carmen had been a bit surprised, asking, "Do you think we can do it? I mean, sex with Lou is for money, and he's a man, but ... with another woman. Would you be comfortable with that?"

"Would you?" Holly had asked. They'd been at the house in Carmen's bedroom unpacking the barista's things, and Holly just went to sit down next to the younger woman, leaned in, and pressed their mouths together. They slipped very easily into making out, caressing, and groping ... after which they cracked up laughing with Holly saying, "Well, I guess we answered that question."

And then there they were, making out and caressing and groping in the shower with Lou watching. It all seemed to fall together so easily. But the heat of the water play was too much for the level of pleasure Holly was getting; standing up sex had never been a very satisfying thing for her. Sitting on the toilet, though, gave her the extra comfort she needed, and soon enough the euphoria of climax was surging through her body.

In the shower, Carmen was suffering a bit of the same dilemma as her partner had; she simply couldn't achieve orgasm while in that upright position. But seeing Holly explode and then feeling and hearing Lou do the same led Carmen to cry out in her own faux orgasm, feeling that Lou would probably enjoy the additional feeling of having satisfied the young woman.

After Lou turned the water off and Carmen emerged first, Holly caught the girl in an embrace and whispered into her ear for a moment while eying the sole male of the threesome. Carmen looked back to Lou with a devilish smirk, then looked back to Holly and asked, "How much?"

Holly whispered into Carmen's ear again, after which the younger whore turned back to Lou, stepped up close, and -- as she stroked his semi-hardened cock back to full stiffness -- whispered, "Holly tells me you put your fingers into her ass."

She hesitated to see if Lou would answer, verbally or with a gesture, then kiss him erotically and asked, "Do you want to put something a little more sensitive inside her?"

Again she hesitated for a response or lack thereof, then told him, "She had an outstanding repair bill down at Jack's Auto. If you were to take care of that for her..."

As the pair had been talking, Holly -- eager to encourage Lou to say yes -- went to one of the bathroom drawer, pulled out a squeeze tube of sex lube. She squished out a glob of it, stepped around behind Lou as Carmen finished talking to him, then reached her hand around his waste to grasp his cock and lather it up with the slick, thick substance.

Whispering, she said, "Come step through my back door, Lou."

 

[LP1957]

Post coitus, Lou let the warm water cascade down on him after washing Carmen up for the second time. Emboldened by just having gotten the young girl off with his cock while Holly watched and got herself off as well viewing his fucking prowess with the young lady. At least that is how Lou saw this encounter in his mind.

Carmen stepped out of the shower first as Lou turned the water off and stood to drip some. She was met by the embrace of a warm towel and a warmer tongue by her friend. Breaking the kiss Lou saw Holly whisper into the smaller girls ear which drew a look and a smirk at the naked man before turning back to Holly. {"How much?"} She said, clearly loud enough for Lou's ears.

At first Lou took that to be 'How much does he owe them?' But that made no sense to him. He knew they would be the ones to decipher the bill for the evening. A bill, knew in his mind,that had likely doubled by the unexpected presence of Holly Stone.

Another whisper and another kiss later she looked back at Lou and sternly stated. {"Holly tells me you put your fingers into her ass."} Lou could feel his face flush and knew he was turning deep red, as if a child being caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

Lou took pause. Stammered something inaudible before getting his words aligned with his brain. "It was a slip. The soap.....it just... well at the time I just....yes I'm sorry Holly, I should have asked first." His eyes to the floor of the shower as he felt ashamed. That feeling causing his dick to again stir as it had tendency to do when his face was red.

Carmen stepped to Lou and pressing against his quickly hardening package and kissed him deeply before asking. {"Do you want to put something a little more sensitive inside her?"} It appeared that Carmen was becoming the sex broker in Hanna's absence. She was the Madam's right hand girl, it did seem. (right hand pussy?)

Lou took pause again as she went on to tell him the troubles Holly was having paying her automotive bills. Again Lou zoned out on the details as his analytical mind ran every synopsis of possible results.

He did notice the statuesque Holly pulling out a tube from the bathroom drawer and squeezing out a generous amount of it's contents into her hand. Stepping behind the couple as Carmen awaited the silent Lou's answer she reached her hand between them and slathered his now full hard cock with the abundant, thick lubrication from the tube.

Leaning over his shoulder and whispering into his ear. {"Come step through my back door, Lou."}
Lou shivered and let out a moan. It could not be said that Lou wasn't a virgin in respect to fucking a women in the ass. He was. It also could not be said that he hadn't thought of having that experience. He had.

Only this was Holly Stone. Not only a girl he had watched grow up, and out, over the last 9 years since moving to the Isle of Jake. She was his friend. The employee of his best friend. (well up to a month ago that is)

Lou knew that Holly was a very strong women. She almost had to be. From her adolescence when she had to fight off the nickname of 'Wilma' due to her hyphenated last name of Flynn-Stone. To her teen years when Wilma became 'Poke-a-hot-ass'. A clear reference to both her native culture and her expanding derrière.

Then the proof in the pudding when she went to work for Howard. Of course Howard saw Holly as his arm candy. A girl he could put on the payroll to satisfy his daily needs and desires. She put those thoughts to rest, in no uncertain terms, the first day of her employment. She also shut down the much more challenging 'gossip mongers' leaving no further thought or talk that Howard was getting anything more than 8 hours a day of a pleasant sight and someone to answer his phones.

As Lou felt her hand on his cock he squirmed while she slickened his dick for it's invitation. He couldn't help but think it would have been much more likely for the almost Amazonian woman to be lathering up her own strap on to be shoving up his hindquarters. Yes, that very scene in his mind, had directed his left hand on more than one occasion.

Still, the opportunity was clearly presenting itself as Holly put her hands on the counter, spread her legs and bent over offering her puckered star for his taking. Lou stepped up, eager and willing to the task. He pressed the bulbous head of his dick to her back hole. He then paused and rubbed it up and down her crack, then around the edges of the star.

He had never been inside an asshole before, but he had read and knew it wasn't a 'shove balls deep' kind of situation. He would be slow and respectful to the young girl. Holly grunted as the head of his cock popped past her sphincter. Lou again paused to allow her to adjust to it's invasion.

His dick was already throbbing from the ultra tight squeeze that Holly's ass was encompassing it with. He pushed in the second of his five inches and well that was that! His short thin cock only made it 40% into the first and possibly last anal tunnel it had experienced. He moaned out, not the primal grunts both these woman had witnessed from him in the recent past as he emptied his balls in one fashion or another in their presence.

No, this was more the embarrassed whimper of a pre-ejaculator, as the recently empowered stud reverted back to the little dicked, unimpressive man he saw himself to be before Hanna got hold of him. The girls looked at each other and Carmen let out her customary little giggle which was to be expected.

The girls reacted to Lou's unexpected premature release, and he apologized, "Holly, I'm sorry. I.....I couldn't help myself."

He made his red faced excuses. Having shot his cum inside of Holly’s tight ass, practically before he was inside of it. This was a whore's dream trick. Paid to make her client cum, the 30 second ass fuck was returning a significant return on her time verses profit.

Lou pulled out and was ready to grab his clothes, pay his tab and disappear.

"How much Carmen?" He asked. Once again unable to look Holly in the eyes. It was apparent to him that Carmen was the one running this transaction for Hanna.

 

[PennySaver]

Both Carmen and Holly were, as was Lou, amazed at how quickly the latter's cock was emptying inside the dark skinned woman's ass. Carmen could see and Holly could feel that he hadn't gotten himself all the way inside before he grunted out at the euphoric feelings of orgasm.

Although Holly had been watching Lou in the mirror, she lowered her head as she felt her sphincter penetrated; she didn't see the embarrassed expression on the man's face at cumming so unexpectedly. Carmen, however did. Even as Lou was spurting his last glob of jizz and pulling his well lubed cock out with a suctioning plop, she moved up to stand against him, wrapping an arm around his waste as she grasped his balls and rolled them in her fingers.

"She felt good, didn't she, Lou," she tried to sooth what she could already see was an ego that was being bruised and battered. "She felt too good, Lou ... too fucking good ... I don't think any man could pound that and last."

She tried to lay an erotic kiss on his mouth, unsure of whether he would let her. With the hand that was behind him, she tried to urge Lou forward again, asking in a whisper, "Wanna get some more? Holly wants you to."

Without hesitation, Holly confirmed, "I'm not done yet, Lou. Second go at it ... for me?"

If he was still intent on ending this now, the pair wouldn't stop him. They would be polite and flirty and make it clear to Lou that their holes were still available for him if he wanted more ... all they had to do was wash his dick clean before he put it anywhere other than back inside Holly's fucker-pucker.

If Lou was done for the evening, though -- physically or mentally -- Carmen would softly tell him the bill was $400, without once again mentioning the bill down at the auto shop.

 

[PennySaver]

Thursday morning, Hanna met with Karen for a quiet cup of coffee at The Buzz to further entice her into spending some time with Byron. Carmen was working the counter, of course, and the two whores met gazes often during the twenty minutes or so of casual conversation that only barely and very vaguely touched on the topic at hand; Karen didn't want to talk about what they were talking about if there was a possibility that the young thing behind the counter might hear and catch on.

Would Karen had thought differently if she'd known that her own husband's cock had been in that girl's mouth and pussy?

Hanna's glances at Carmen were frequent for more reason than just knowing more about the situation that did Karen ... for Hanna and Holly had confessed to their previously unannounced meeting with Lou after the man had left and Hanna had returned. The pair of them had chatted for almost an hour after their primary John left about whether to keep their extracurricular fuck and suck session secret. In the end, they didn't see how they could keep it under wraps; when Hanna got home just before 10pm, they both fessed up and lied in the same breaths, saying that Carmen had been concerned that Lou would be disappointed in not getting any on his regular scheduled Wednesday night, so they'd brought him over, thinking Hanna would want that.

She didn't entirely believe them in their tale, but she didn't confront them about it. Instead, she'd directed them to put 30% of their proceeds into the kooky jar -- their bank for taking care of community expenses, most of them related to the house itself -- and told them, "No more unannounced dates ... period! It's a recipe for disaster, and by disaster I mean exposure and, potentially, jail time and or banishment from the island."

Of course, Hanna was the only one of the three who would be banished from the island as she wasn't a resident; the other two were. But they'd still find themselves charged with solicitation, prostitution, money crimes, and more. They'd be sent to the mainland for trial -- the Isle of Jake was legally under the jurisdiction of the State of Maine -- and whether convicted or not, they wouldn't be allowed back because of COVID concerns.

"Can we take a walk on the beach?" Karen asked, wanting to talk specifics with more privacy.

Five minutes later, they were on the sand, each of them carrying their shoes in one hand and a to-go cup of fresh coffee in the other. They got into a long conversation, first talking about Karen's marriage and her extreme, eternal love for her husband; then about how they'd become distant over the past few years, which she'd blamed partially on her own physical changes as an aging woman and partly on how sometimes life just pulls people apart; and finally about Byron and both the possibilities that he offered and the ramifications of partaking of those possibilities.

"Will having an intimate or even sexual encounter with Byron hurt your marriage, Karen?" Hanna asked.

"No ... no!" Karen responded without hesitation. "I love my husband. Always have, always will. Nothing could ever change that."

Hanna couldn't help but wonder to herself, If you knew that in the past week he'd had sex with three other women for money, including me, would you still feel the same. She didn't ask that, of course, instead asking, "But having this encounter with Byron ... it might help your marriage, though ... relieve some of the stress you are feeling ... bring back some of the joy and happi--"

"I really need to have an orgasm," Karen cut in. She looked to Hanna, and they laughed aloud as the former wrapped her shoes-carrying arm into the crook of the latter's and pulled them closer. After the laughter died, Karen clarified, "I really need to have an orgasm not caused by my fingers or Buzz."

When Hanna shot Karen a confused, somewhat shocked expression -- she wondered who Buzz was -- Lou's wife laughed again and explained, "I bought a vibrator a couple of years back. I don't use it much, only once a month maybe. It's nice ... but it's not Byron."

They laughed again and walked on in silence for a while before Karen asked in a solemn tone, "Am I cheating on Lou? I mean, you said it was more like paid therapy with a ... what did you say they call it now, a Happy Ending ... orgasm?"

"No, you're not cheating on your husband," Hanna answered, choosing to not use that husband's given name in an attempt to feign a less familiarity with the man than she secretly had. "It's therapy, like I said. It'll be good for you, Karen ... and it will be good for your marriage ... and that makes it good for your husband."

They turned back, having reached the small, now-closed fish cannery that sat upon the 15 feet above sea level rocks at the end of the sandy beach. On the way back, they got into a more intimate conversation about the specifics of what Karen could expect from Byron.

By the time they reached the old wooden steps that rose to the boardwalk and thus the city, they had finalized the arrangements of the adventures of the next couple of days: Karen, Hanna, and Byron would get together at The Buzz Friday afternoon for a casual cup of coffee and a get-to-know-ya session. Then, 7pm Saturday, when she was supposed to be with her bridge club at a friend's house on the South Tip -- the rich neighborhood of long term residents located at the southern angle of the fairly triangular island -- she would actually come to Hanna's home via the back door ... and have her therapy session with the man she often referred to as the cowboy biker.

The two went their separate ways, and as soon as they had, Hanna texted Lou and told him she wanted to see him out at the little picnic table in the northwest park. She wanted to fill him in on the arrangements ... and she wanted to speak to him about his encounter with her girls, in an effort to see what was what.

What she didn't know was that at that same time, Holly -- who no longer had work after Howard had furloughed her -- was making her way into the mercantile. She waited until the last of the handful of customers inside had left -- an unexpected crowd for an almost-dead economy and island town -- before she approached Lou.

"Carmen and I lied to you the other night, Lou," she confessed right out of the blocks. "We didn't tell Hanna we were meeting you. We were trying to put a few extra dollars in our pockets ... but ... we realize that the short term gains aren't worth the long term losses, so we told her that we met you to make sure you weren't disappointed with not see her Wednesday night."

The bell at the door rang, and Holly snatched up some random item from the nearest display rack and said loud enough for the new patron to hear, "And I'll take one of these these, Lou, please."

Peeking over her shoulder and seeing that the new customer was off looking for stuff and not paying them any attention, she said in barely more than a whisper, "If Hanna asks ... will you please back us up. If you do..."

Holly looked for the other patrons again, then turned such that Lou could see the roundness of her ass in the tight fitting pair of yoga pants she was wearing. She looked to him, winked, and whispered, "No charge this time."

And ... she was gone.

 

[LP1957]

Lou, having just squirted a small load of his cum into Holly's round ass was red and embarrassed at his performance. He had, of course just pounded Carmen's young pussy from behind and left a full load of jizz to leak out of her. Of that he was proud.

Not so much, the very quick and very diminutive spritz he had left inside the girl he had dreamt of seeing naked on so numerous of occasions. {"She felt good, didn't she, Lou,"} Carmen asked softly as she grasped and softly rolled Lou's spent balls in her little hand.

Lou had entered only 2 of his five inches into Holly's ass before his 'accident' happened. The same length of his cock that Holly had chosen to put in her mouth as she sucked her desert form his dick the night of the dinner party. But that was her choice to take just two inches to torment him. At that he was ready to spurt his manly load into her waiting lips as she had been the third one to tease his dick to the brink in rapid succession only to stop just short and pass him on to the next guest.

{"She felt too good, Lou ... too fucking good ... I don't think any man could pound that and last."} She attempt to appease him and make him feel like the man he wanted to be, but was not at this point in time her words of encouragement did little to calm his self inflicted shame.

She stretched up in an attempt to kiss his lips but he looked away. {"Wanna get some more? Holly wants you to."} Of COURSE Holly wanted more he thought to himself. She probably wanted a lot more than his little 5" dick could provide her well rounded, and well proportioned ass. Not the two inches and little squirt he had given her. (Lou was once again feeling less than a man. A feeling that both excited and pained him to no end.)

Holly chimed in, also in a reassuring manner. {"I'm not done yet, Lou. Second go at it ... for me?"} Unable to look at Carmen in this moment, it would be impossible to meet eyes with Holly. Lou declined and pulled his wallet from his pants. He paid the $400. that Carmen requested and tossed a fifth C note in her hand as a tip. Or as an apology as it may be and the threesomes night was over. Far earlier than intended or expected.

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Lou went home early for him on a Wednesday night of late. Oh he did stop off at the warehouse to wash the smell off his dick. (Mostly from the young Carmen's pussy as his dick smelling of ass would only give Karen a different set of thoughts altogether.) If only he could wash the stink off his ego so easily. The next morning he picked up his early cup of coffee from the Buzz, still barely able to look into Carmen's eyes. She was the easy one though. Their relationship had become one of understanding as well as fucking.

He went back to the Mercantile and busied himself with the details of taking Howard's Harley for a time, then transferring ownership to Hanna. Lou and Howard talked out the details and Howard said he would push it over to the store, still afraid to get on it and start the engine.

His mind wanting to put all his ducks in line for Saturday night, he double checked his 'shopping list' from Hanna and found all the items, less one, accounted for. It was due in on today's boat. An unscheduled boat that would need to dock after nightfall.

He also called the island mechanic to find Holly's balance for getting her car out of hock. The $500. he gave Carmen and this additional $387. was making last night very expensive to not only his ego, but his bank account as well.

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Carmine must have been surprised to see Karen enter her store, along with Hanna, at around 10:20. Not more than 20 minutes after the gossip girls would have cleared out to get about their days. It was a quiet time between the morning and afternoon crowds.

The two ladies talked for a bit before taking their coffee's to go. Carmine didn't charge them. Not with the stares Hanna had given her when entering, and more while she sat at a small table talking with Lou's wife.

The two moved their conversation to the sandy beach as they strolled along the surf. They had an intimate conversation of the what's and how's and when's of her possibly getting together with Byron in one manner or another.

They talked about every detail of what might or could happen. Including how it would effect and possibly even enhance her married life with Lou. At one point Karen blurted out {"I really need to have an orgasm,"} They looked at each other in minor shock before bursting out in laughter as Karen explained herself. {"I really need to have an orgasm not caused by my fingers or Buzz."}

Karen explained who 'Buzz' was, and they had another good little laugh. They reached the point of the beach where they could go no further and turned to walk back. Walking back they discussed all the details. The topic of price did not make the list. Karen had received $300. in cash from Lou and she assumed that would be more than enough to cover whatever time she spent with Byron.

Karen and Hanna reached the business area and parted ways. As soon as they had she found herself back home, reintroducing herself to Buzz. Having cum, then cum again at his magic electronic touch. She wondered just how long it had been since she came twice in the same week.

Hanna on the other hand, took their departure to text Lou. She beckoned him to the out of the way picnic table where they would meet when she wanted to talk to him uninterrupted from the store clientele. He quickly put the back in 40 minute sign up with visions of a possible blow...or hand job in his near future.

Just as he was closing the door behind himself Holly appeared and gently pushed him back inside. {"Carmen and I lied to you the other night, Lou,"} Lou, surprised and still highly embarrassed by his performance in her backside listened without looking directly at her.

{"We didn't tell Hanna we were meeting you. We were trying to put a few extra dollars in our pockets ... but ... we realized that the short term gains aren't worth the long term losses, so we told her that we met you to make sure you weren't disappointed with not see her Wednesday night."}

At that point a couple came in and walked down the baby items isle. Holly blurted out about a purchase but it was unneeded as they were consumed in their own little world in the back of the store.
Holly then whispered as she prepared to leave. {"If Hanna asks ... will you please back us up. If you do..."}

"Of course Holly, of course that can be arranged." he assured her. He couldn't look her in the eyes, but when she turned to walk out he had zero problem looking directly at her ass in the tight yoga pants she was wearing. The ass he had the perfect opportunity to pleasure the night before. The ass that caused his misery and his pleasure. {"No charge this time."}

Lou wasn't all together sure what had just happened? What he had agreed to? What he was to relate, if anything to Hanna? 'Back them up?' was he supposed to say the get together was his idea?

{"No charge this time."}? was that for the look and the shake of her ass as she left the store? Was she offering him another try? Would it be a free attempt to better his performance form last night? Could he? Would he, even if he thought he might have better luck? Did she want to relate that he was off the hook with the mechanic?

He checked out the young couple and adjusted the timing on the clock to reflect the 10 minute dely. He knew he would be late and hoped Hanna would not be perturbed with him.

 

[PennySaver]

Hanna was already scouting the area behind Lou as he approached the little park on the outcrop, looking for onlookers so that when he got close, she could reach an arm around his waist, press their groins together, and give him a soft but erotic kiss.

"Mmm ... it's nice to feel you against me, Lou," she purred as she grinded her belly against his rapidly hardening cock. "I missed you last night."

Carmen and Holly had, of course, fessed up about servicing Lou last night, telling Hanna they'd thought she would want the regular Wednesday date to be satisfying for him. Hanna had a suspicion -- as they in fact had feared -- that they'd only told her about the date because they knew Lou would mention it, believing it had been authorized. She also wondered whether or not the two had told her truth about how much they charged Lou for the abbreviated evening.

But had they initially been planning on cheating her -- or, the house, which, sort of, was Hanna! Or had they told Lou up front that this was on Hanna's directions? The only way she could find out was to ask the man, "Did you enjoy the girls last night?"

After he gave his answer, she continued with a giggle, "Sometimes I can be such an airhead. The girls gave me the money you paid them last night, and I put it in our safe for ... well, safe keeping ... but then--"

She laughed again, continuing, "Then this morning I took it out, along with some of the other cash to do some shopping and pay some bills, and I forgot how much of it was what they'd earned and how much of it was already in there. Do you remember how much they charged for last night, Lou...? I'd hate to short change them their cut, you know?"

 

[LP1957]

Lou was happy that Hanna wasn't upset with his slightly late arrival at the table. As she kissed and pressed up against him she could feel his dick getting instantly harder as was his custom with this woman he lusted for continually.

{Mmm ... it's nice to feel you against me, Lou,"}. what she felt was his increasingly stiffening cock. {"I missed you last night."}

"As I did you Hanna." he assured her as he kissed her deeply again.

{"Did you enjoy the girls last night?"}. Lou could feel his face instantly reddening.

"Much more than they did me, I'm afraid." Remembering his less than stellar performance in Holly's sweet ass. Hanna went on about how she could be an airhead at times and had forgotten what the girls had paid him. Lou didn't believe this act for one second. She was far too smart to not know every coming and going of each dollor.

{Do you remember how much they charged for last night, Lou...? I'd hate to short change them their cut, you know?"} Lou looked at her and smiled. He had told Holly he would 'cover' for them. She had not informed him of just what she wanted him to tell Hanna.

"They charged me $400. Not bad for a double header." he laughed at his own joke. There, of course, had been no head. He did get in a good fuck with Carmen. Then there was the whole disappointing anal debacle.

Lou did not mention the $100. bonus he had left for the girls. This in itself he didn't feel was a spite to Hanna in the least as he didn't think she should, or would, consider bonus or tip money partially hers.

He didn't tell he of his agreement to pay off Holly's car. With the implication form the voluptuous girl that she might bend that ass over for him to give another try.

 

[PennySaver]

Hanna's smiled widened at Lou's answer; it was exactly as the girl's had said, with the exception that they had told her about the big tip. Hanna wasn't the type of employer to force the sharing of tips or the deduction of them from hourly wages, which she'd had been horrified to learn had been the standard operating procedure for some of the casinos and casino lounges in her home town of Vegas.

She kissed him again, then backed up just a bit with the intention of unbuckling, unbuttoning, and unzipping his pants to suck his cock. Unless he stopped her -- which he might considering they were in a public place with the sun still high an hour above the distant watery horizon -- she would tell him to take a seat on the bench where he would enjoy a long, slow, and ultimately explosive blow job.