It was also about this time that I felt I was becoming more of a woman than a man, for I began to love what I did when I got home to the gallery. I generally got there just after five and as James didn't close up till six, I would go and have a perfumed bath, and shave my legs if necessary. After drying, I would dust myself with powder and then sit and put on make-up. After which I would have the sheer pleasure of putting on nylon stockings and suspender belt, getting a sexual arousal as I did so. Sometimes I would put a padded bra on, now being able to clip this up from the back as with the suspender belt before putting on a dress and topping it off with one of the three wigs I now owned.
So I would then be the pretty woman upstairs getting dinner ready for when my husband James closed the gallery. He would kiss me and we would both fondle each other and sometimes he would have me over the table before we had dinner or I would go down on him in a form of greeting. As I said, I was becoming more of a woman now and I simply loved it.
The monthly meeting of the club came round which I went to on my own, taking the latest drawings of James. Everybody was pleased at how many variations he could draw of two people having sex and Tracey would give me a list of requests for copies of drawings from some of the published books. Included in some would be photos that they wanted transposed so that it would look as though they were taking part in whatever sexual picture they had requested. Some being the giver and some the recipient, but what they didn't know was that it was my face that would be the partner in all of them
One that we got the most requests for was the copy of the pose of La Maja Desnuda, or in English, The Naked Maja that had been painted by Goya. Though it was me in stockings and suspender belt, make-up and wig on with my bits and pieces tucked between my legs. The breasts were that of Diane added on, and he must have painted about a hundred of these, at three hundred pounds each, wasn't a bad way of making a living.
There was no secret or excuse to make when Diane and I went off to her bedroom at the end of the meeting for sex before I went off home. It almost became a ritual and we would fiercely kiss in her room as we feverishly got our clothes off and fall onto her bed. Though she still would not lay on her back, she still wanted a male cock both in her mouth and up inside her. She also wanted the foreplay of me going down on her to bring her to her first orgasm and relied on me when I did get to fuck her, to give her another one before I came myself.
It turned out that Tracey too had sex right up until it was almost time to give birth that she had Mark in the doggie position which was the most comfortable considering the size of their bellies.
James would be in bed when I got home and there, lying on the bed would be the leather belt, and true to my nature, I didn't pick it up and put it away if I'd not had sex with Diane. I would undress and get onto the bed and pick it up and put it into his hand and then have the pleasure and pain of having him use it on my bare backside. It would hurt and raise weal's but it also brought about giving me a massive hard on at being punished this way for having sex outside of our marital bed.
After putting cream on me, he would fuck me and then let me fuck him with my throbbing organ. I think he got as much pleasure from first administering the punishment and fucking me and then to get my massive iron rod shoved up inside himself. I would cry afterwards and apologise for straying again, saying that I just couldn't help myself and that she needed it as much as we both did.
The paperwork I'd brought back from Tracey and Diane's place, which I went over a day or two later, showed that we were now well on the way to make our little publishing consortium a profitable business, that was not counting the orders for drawings from James. Here it had been decided that he should take seventy five percent of the order for his time and materials, they didn't count me in as being an unpaid model, and the balance going into the kitty. The Adult Reading Society Editions were now selling and it was proposed that we employ a travelling salesman to try and induce bookshops all over the country to take a limited number of our books on a sale or return basis, though we were confident that not many would be returned. If it was found that some shops couldn't sell them, we would simply transfer them to a shop that could.
Meanwhile, Julian who had already picked the empty large double fronted shop a hundred yards from the station in his prospectus, got the lease. It had two floors above which could be converted as he had detailed.
The ground floor would be the main bar, open to all and everyone, children excluded on the premises. The décor would be low key, the drawings, screwed to the wall would be erotic but not pornographic. It was in here that the statue of me would be placed. It would be near the rear of the bar and facing the sign, cottages, toilets to the uneducated in the gay lingo. It would stand in a miniature garden and only by going to the toilets or coming out, would be able see my full frontal nudity.
As I said, this ground floor bar would be open to the public or voyeurs making a risqué visit expecting to see a free exhibition of homosexual activity. Upstairs would be different.
This was for members only, three guests being the limit. The door could only be opened by the members pass card and then they could go upstairs to the private bar and dining room. This latter would be mostly booths for two with a few tables for four out from the sides and the lighting here would be confined to the tables. Each booth would have a definite pornographic drawing by James and most were to be of me in a variety of sexual positions both oral and anal. Some were of lesbians and these were of Diane and Tracey. Again, copies could be ordered over the bar for James to execute.
Another feature of this floor were that there were four private rooms that had a table and chairs for a private meal and also a bed for whatever and were available by order only, at a price. The top and third floor were for the live-in staff.
At the moment, the whole place looked like a builders yard with materials and bustling workmen as they worked simultaneously on all three floors to turn Julian's dream into a reality.
He, Julian, would pay us erratic visits to give us an update on the progress of the work being done. James would send him upstairs if the shop was still open and he would come into the kitchen and meet Tammy, as I would now be invariable dressed as a woman. He came in this evening and gave me a kiss on both cheeks like a brother to a sister.
Hell, were partners aren't we?' I exclaimed. Give me a proper kiss as befits what I'm wearing,' I said with much daring. So we then had a close embracing kiss and by holding him close to me, could feel that he had a hard on inside his trousers. Mind you, my cock began to rise at feeling him become aroused at kissing and holding me in this embrace. That's better,' I said breathlessly when we broke apart. What's turned you on? Me being dressed as Tammy, or what you know is really beneath this dress?'
`Both,' he laughed, a bit shakily.
`Would you if you could?' I asked coyly.
`Yes, most definitely yes,' he replied, his eyes as alight as when he first described the bar he wanted to open.
Would you be prepared to pose for some of the drawings in the two bars, for that would be about the only way that James would allow us to have it off together?' I asked, giving him a hopeful look, and I rushed on, now wanting to have him. He could draw us with you in my mouth or up inside me if you said they were for the upstairs bar.'
He was panting and I knew that I'd hooked him and all I had to do now was steer the conversation round to this at dinner, which I did. Julian asked what did James think if they had some innocuous drawings in the public bar, like two men holding hands and big smiles of love on their faces. A similar one of two women for they could be as gay as men and it would show that the bar was for both sexes. James agreed that this could be done.
`What about a painting of the three of us behind the bar? Us two with Timothy dressed as he is now as Tammy, in the middle? Only a head and shoulders one, seeing as we will be the owners.'
That's a good idea,' I said. We can let the punters know that it is my cousin to explain the similarity to myself when I'm Timothy.'
Yesss,' James drawled out, I can see what you have in mind.'
Then,' Julian said, moving on his chair a bit more excitedly, for the private members bar, the drawings around the walls could be more explicit. You know, really pornographic. In fact, I would feel rather proud if some of them were of me in some sexual poses.'
Me too,' I giggled. Think of it James! You in a self portrait fucking me or having me going down on you, though I would have to be Timothy for those I think.'
`What about Julian's pictures?' he asked.
`Well you can be in those too,' I replied.
`I don't really think so. If I'm being the recipient in our pictures, you'd better be the one in those of Julian,' he said.
If you say so,' I said offhandedly. You're the one who is the artist after all,' and I glowed inside that he'd gone for it.
So the rest of the meal was spent in discussion as to what James had in mind for both bars and Julian said he would be available to start posing on the Sunday.
I couldn't wait to get James into bed that evening, taking off only my dress and having him fuck me, glorying in having him inside of me and knowing that I would shortly be having Julian too. I avidly sucked on him after he'd pulled out of me, minus the condom of course and then had him go down on me. It was nice to see my stockinged legs either side of his head, the front straps taut as I watched his head bob up and down on my shaft till I came. This loving continued well into the night before we went to sleep.
I had told Julian to be early on the Sunday and have breakfast with us before we started, and so, just wearing a dressing gown, I cooked breakfast for the three of us, leaving the washing up till later. We went into the studio where all I had to do was drop my gown and I reclined naked of the divan to watch Julian get undressed. James had wanted to do the explicit ones first at every session and to do the more sedate ones when neither of us could raise our cocks up any longer. He fiddled around with his paper and crayons, Julian took his clothes off and my cock was rising as more of his body was revealed and I was pleased to see that he was nearly as big as James in the right department.
He had been looking at me as he disrobed and because my cock had been rising up, so had his and it was fully up and I could see that it was really throbbing when he was as naked as myself.
We already knew the pose James wanted first and I grinned at Julian and licked my lips as he came over to me, his tool swinging from side to side and stood with one knee up on the divan. I went down onto my knees in front of him and asked if James was ready, and with the answer being yes, smiled up at Julian and took the head of his cock into my mouth.
Well it was not just the head but the whole thing I took in as I deep throated him before pulling back till only the head was inside. Julian had given out a gasp as I took all of him in and then raked his stem with my teeth as I pulled back to the required pose. I kept making him shudder by using my tongue round the head and trying to get it under the foreskin.
`I know what he's doing to you Julian, but please try and keep still,' James admonished, and I gave a quick twist of my head to look up at Julian, unable to smile with my mouth full but I think I showed it in my eyes. He smiled down at me and tried to keep himself still as I continued to tongue him. I did it not only to taunt him but to annoy James enough to give me permission to carry on with what I was doing, and it wasn't long in coming.
`For Christ's sake Timothy! Control yourself for another ten minutes while I finish this bit, then you can suck all you want as you've been trying to ever since we started.' That was an awful long ten minutes to be there on my knees with that pulsating cock in my mouth and not moving a muscle. Sweat was beginning to run down my face from the effort and Julian was having a problem by now trembling a little bit as we waited out James' ten minutes which seemed an hour before he said he was done.
God did I give Julian a seeing to, deep throating him each time I moved my head on him, my nose into his pubic hairs, getting the sexual smell of him at the same time. Then raking him again with my teeth as I sucked on the head of his throbbing cock. He gave out several groans before he grabbed hold of my head between his hands giving me just enough time to get my hand round his root before he really began to face fuck me.
He came in great gouts of sperm that soon filled my mouth, some seeping out even though I had my lips clamped as tight as I could around his cock. I had to wait until he slowed down before I could swallow and then get the extra pleasure of sucking out what was left and licking the blood red head that still gave out a massive pulse.
God he was lovely! Almost as big as James and tasting just as good and now I wondered if he could fuck like James and please me in that way too.
Don't get to like it,' James broke into my thoughts but realised he was talking to Julian. Just remember that Timothy is my wife.' He gave a smile to take the sting out of his words. `I do allow her a little leeway, though I also punish her if she goes too far.'
It took a few minutes for it to sink in what he had just said. Not the punishing side of it for that I already knew, but it was the first time he had ever made the reference to anyone that I was to be regarded as his wife.
He can be quite possessive at times,' I said to Julian as I stood up and gave him a kiss, but it'll be me he punishes, and, sometimes I quite like it.' I grinned at him. `Especially what he does to me afterwards as it turns him on too.'
We had a break then while James did a head only sketch of Julian and I went off to the sitting room and made us up some drinks and took them back to the studio.
Lighten up James,' I said in a low voice, for he is our partner after all. Maybe you should have a piece of the action and enjoy yourself like I do.' He gave me a grunt in reply as he took the proffered drink before I went over and gave one to Julian, the other glass for myself.
Take no notice,' I said in another low voice to Julian. His bark is worse than his bite. He's just jealous and I'm sure he would like a slice of the pie that we seem to be carving up between us.'
`I wouldn't be averse to that if you didn't mind,' he replied.
`I wouldn't mind at all as I like seeing him get fucked by somebody else because I generally get a better fuck out of him later in the evening.' It seemed somewhat incongruous with us both sitting there bollock naked on the divan talking this way. Me with my erection starting to pain me and Julian just about starting to rise up again with our talking about it.
`James, could you do something about me,' I whined as I stood up for him to see just how big my erection was and to see it move as it throbbed.
Later,' he said. I want to sketch it as it is with Julian up behind you if he's ready.'
`I am,' Julian said, standing up for James to see.
`Well you know the position I want you in,' James said, moving his easel slightly.
I moved over to the armchair and leaned forward, bending at the waist with my arms outstretched resting on the arm. Slightly at an angle to James for him to see my cock sticking out as Julian came up behind me and I felt the head of his piece touch the crack of my arse.
That's it. Hold it there,' James said as he began to draw us. It was so tantalizing for me to have Julian's prick touching but not be inside me. I couldn't help but fidget with it so nearly there that I got told off by James for constantly moving. You can have it inside in a minute.'
His minute stretched out to half an hour before he changed the paper on the easel and moved it closer and at a different angle.
`Okay Julian, the head only inside now,' he said.
`Bollocks to that,' I said and pushed myself back onto Julian who helped me by standing rigid so that his whole length slipped inside me, much to my relief.
`For fuck's sake Timothy!' James cried out.
It's all right for you,' I shouted back as I moved myself on Julian's rod. You can move about but it's been agony for us two in this position for so long.'
Okay,' said James throwing his crayon down. Fuck him Julian and get it over with,' which Julian then proceeded to do with much vigour. I began to drool as he reamed me, my own cock starting to send out dribbles of sperm at the movements it was getting from me being so nicely fucked.
It was more exciting having a new cock melt my insides as it smoothly slid in and out of my passage, ironing out the kinks and feeling it throb inside. He soon increased his grip on my hips as he neared his climax, moving faster in shorter stabs until he held me tight and began to shudder as he came, his sperm coating my insides for he wasn't wearing a condom.
He was grunting and I was groaning as he came and I was trying to hold back my own ejaculation for I wanted to have Julian next. He pulled out of me with a sucking sound as I tried to hold him inside with my sphincter muscle, but it wasn't strong enough to keep him there. James indicated where the toilet was for him to wash himself as James came over and took me into his mouth and though I had wanted Julian, couldn't stop James and soon came in his mouth such was my need for release. It was so quick that I'd come and had the rest sucked out of me before Julian even came back into the studio.
`Have you any objection to us two doing it now that you've had Timothy?' James asked when Julian returned.
No,' said Julian with a smile. It must be quite frustrating to watch and not take part.' James quickly took his clothes off and Julian stroked the erection presented to him. `Now this is a lovely weapon,' he said before he turned round and bent over the arm of the chair that I moved out of, to sit on the bed and watch.
James got behind him and without any preliminaries, pushed himself right in up to the hilt and then paused to let Julian feel the throb and pulsation of his cock before he began to really fuck him properly.
Christ, you are big,' Julian had gasped at the entry, but it's lovely and just what I need.' They both began panting at the exertion and it was great to see James in action again instead of being the recipient bent over in front of him. I couldn't resist getting off the bed and working my way between Julian and the armchair to take his semi erect prick in my mouth as he was having his meadow ploughed by James. He nearly choked me though when James started to come, ramming himself hard up against Julian's cheeks with his thighs. I even managed to squeeze some more come out of Julian as James shuddered with his load being shot up inside of the body he was fucking.
This was only the morning session.
After a light lunch, Julian and I did two more positions for James, and at least I got to fuck Julian and then have James fuck me with Julian sucking on me at the same time. All in all, it was a lovely day of work and fucking and Julian readily agreed to be at the studio the following Sunday for another session of both the posing and the sexual activities that were mingled in between.
After that Sunday, Julian would come round once a month to update us the progress of the club and spend the night in a threesome. I was also having William, the bank manager fuck me once a month and I was still getting to fuck Diane at our monthly meeting. It was also the night I would get belted and have a glorious session afterwards with James because of my transgression. We had decided not to tell the others of our involvement with Julian until it was all up and running and could surprise them at the official opening of Julian's as the club was to be called.
I can't say I was really surprised when Julian came into the bank one afternoon to suggest we had a drink when I finished work. It was to where I normally went when I wanted one and met him in the bar after knocking off early for a change. I told William I was meeting with a client, which Julian really was so it wasn't a lie.
Our bar and club, Julian's, was well underway and he wanted me to have a look at how our money was being spent, so after two drinks, we walked the short distance to see it.
The building had once been a small but double frontage department store, the sign having been removed and the front surrounded by hoardings to keep the debris from spilling out into the road. Behind it, the large plate glass windows had gone and smaller windows put into the brick work. The large front doors were open for the workmen were still inside.
It had a horseshoe bar to the left coming almost level to the entrance for seating on both sides and at the rounded end. Behind the wall to the left was a narrow passage that would enable the bar to be serviced as well as having a storage room. This passage led to an outside back door and staircase for the upper floors. Next to the rear door was a lift that also had a door to the outside so deliveries could be made to take the supplies down to the cellar. This lift also went up to the first floor to carry meals from the ground floor kitchen using small heated trolleys. The housing for this lift was on the third floor.
Next to the lift and against the rear of the building was the kitchen which was in the process of being fitted out. The diners would have tables here between this kitchen wall and the far side of the bar, though they would be able to eat anywhere at the scattered tables which would be almost the last pieces of furniture to be put in.
Over to the far right would be the cottages, toilets to the uneducated of the gay world, in front of which and facing them, would be my bronze statue in its little piece of indoor garden. To the right of this was the door that led up to the members bar.
We used these stairs that would be carpeted for the lift, which had been installed right at the beginning, was being used to carry materials up. We came out to the large area which would be for the diners and off to the left a small stage was being built. Behind to our left was one of the small private dining rooms and directly opposite would be three more. Off to the right were the toilets and following on that side was the bar, still being built. Past that was a door that we walked to and through to where the lift was that would carry up the food and also the bar supplies. There was also a staircase that led up to the top floor as well as down to the rear staff entrance.
We went up to where there were five, quite large en suite rooms for staff with Julian having his own office and lounge as well as private bedroom. In the centre of the floor was a large open plan kitchen that was for the use of those that would live up on this floor.
We had to raise up the floor,' Julian explained, to fit in the plumbing for all the bathrooms and kitchen, which as you can see, is almost finished. I wanted this floor finished off first so that I can have the staff move in before we actually open.' He showed me one of the rooms and found it quite large as was the bathroom and toilet. We had walked round the kitchen island that had a built in oven, two hobs, sink and plenty of work space as well a large double sink and drainer. Cupboards and drawers were fitted and shelves as well as an extractor were above.
Here are my quarters,' Julian said, leading me back towards the head of the stairs where the door to his office and lounge was located. It was big too and I could see a door at the other end which I guessed was his bedroom and what he had really wanted me to see. And this is my bedroom,' he said opening the door and ushered me in, closing the door behind him.
It held a large bed and all that was needed. A large built in wardrobe, a dressing table, chest of drawers and two side tables either side of his large bed.
I've also got a shower as well as a bath in there,' indicating the partly open door to the toilet area. The whole of this room was finished and ready for occupancy. Well, what do you think?' he beamed at me.
It's lovely,' I said as I sat on the bed. Has this been christened yet? I asked as I patted the bed cover.
`No, not yet,' he smiled at me.
`Well that's why we came here, wasn't it?' I smiled back at him as I began to take my clothes off.
`Yes,' he grinned, taking his clothes off too. As they came off, they were dropped to the floor and we both rolled over, naked, to meet in the middle and kiss. Our erections had clashed as we kissed and his hand moved down first and took hold of mine. Not letting go, we broke off the kiss and he moved round on the bed so that we were upside down to each other and I had his throbbing prick just in front of my face.
I felt his hot mouth take me in as I did the same to him, loving the smell and taste of a hot cock there. I sucked and teased the eye with my tongue and loved the feel of his pulse as it throbbed in my hand and mouth. We kept on going for we knew we had at least three hours before I would have to go and so we sucked and chewed on each other till we came.
I could feel his thighs begin to tremble and I knew he was in the same state as I was, just about ready to come and so we both did at the same time. His seed spurting into my mouth in three separate squirts which I held there till he'd finished. I think he held mine too for his lips were clamped tight round the head of my shooting cock. Not expecting any more to come out, I moved it round in my mouth with my tongue, savouring the taste before swallowing it. Only then did I release him to lick all round the head and under the foreskin to remove the last vestiges of his sperm before rolling over onto my back.
He had let go of me too and moved back round to come into my arms for us to kiss again while stroking each other as we did so.
That was lovely Timothy,' he said between kisses. I love sucking on your cock, big, hot and tasty. These balls of yours hold quite a lot,' he said as he now fondled them. `Nice and heavy, even when empty. How long before you'll rise up again?'
`An hour or two, you?'
`About the same,' he replied, and so we lay there while he told me about the decoration of the bars and the kind of staff he would have as we fondled each other to try and raise ourselves up quicker for us to be able to fuck one another. It was just over the hour when I deemed that his cock was hard enough to give me pleasure, I know mine was ready. He got two condoms out of the bedside table drawer and he quickly pulled one out of its wrapper and rolled it down the over the head of his prick.
I rolled onto my stomach and went up onto my knees as he moved round behind me. His hand was firm on my hip as I felt him guide the head of his erection to the right place and with his body pressure holding it in place, put his other hand on my hip and grasped me firmly before pushing his body forward.
It was now a delightful sensation of having my arsehole widened by the head of a cock as it's pushed inside me, that slight exquisite pain that heralds the entrance of the shaft that's going to fuck and ream and give me a pleasurable thrill. With my backside at the dimension of the head, it slipped inside and I felt it move on up into me, the shaft following as I used my muscle to feel every inch of him till his thighs met the cheeks of my bum and he could go no further.
Now I could feel the heat of him as well as his pulse as it throbbed inside me, my own cock getting harder at having another where it was. Now came the rippling of my nerve ends as he began to fuck, moving smoothly back and forwards, stoking up the fire in my balls as he agitated his by them slapping my bum with each forward motion.
Soon, all too soon, he began to approach his climax, for his movements became slightly faster and more jerky as his pressure built up. His fingers dug deeper into my hips as he gripped me tighter to start pulling me back onto him, his thighs crashing into mine with more vigour.
I could feel the head of his cock start to expand that little bit more as he rammed himself harder into me and I felt the strong pulse and surge as he held our bodies tight together as his sperm was pumped out into the condom within me. Throbbing and jerking, we moved in unison as he came and still seemed to keep on coming until he let out one big sigh and slowly leaned over till his chest was flat on my back.
Squeezing the cheeks of my bum together, I slowly eased us down till I was flat on the bed with him on top and still inside me. I didn't want to move on the bed for I didn't want to spend myself on the cover but inside him in the same way. I just kept squeezing that still hard piece of meat inside of me making him give out a groan at what I was doing to him.
When his breathing was back to normal, I felt his arms move and he eased himself up and I felt his cock began to slide out of me and I gave out a cry as it came free and left me bereft of the wonderful pleasure of being filled.
Then it was my turn to try and give him as much pleasure as I had received and I got more from being able to fuck him without being watched by James as I did so. Even though we'd fucked together only a few weeks ago, it was still nice to stick myself into someone else apart from James, Diane was now past the point of having me by being so close to her term.
We were both covered in sweat as I came, ramming into him hard and holding him as tight as he had held me, pumping my hips to empty my sac inside him. He had given out a cry as I had entered him and he cried out again when I pulled out leaving him with that same empty feeling of loss.
With the condom off, we mingled our sweat as we squirmed against each other in an embrace as we kissed quite fiercely for I think that he had fallen in love with me such was his passion.
I found that he had done himself proud with the shower he'd had fitted in his bathroom for it was big enough for both of us to shower and wash at the same time. I had to begin to hurry for time was marching on and it would look better if I arrived home at my usual time. I know I should have got the belt out when I did get home, but I didn't. What he didn't know wouldn't hurt him and I was pretty sure that Julian wouldn't mention that he'd been fucking James' wife without his knowledge.
It was just as well I didn't tell him for it would have spoilt his news. I had given him a quick kiss in the gallery before going upstairs to have a perfumed bath before putting on my sexy underwear and a dress for his pleasure that evening. I was still in the bath when he came up into the bedroom looking for me.
Make yourself look really pretty tonight for we are going out for dinner,' he declared, sitting down on the toilet as I sat up in the bath. We are celebrating for I have just sold the most expensive picture that I had in the gallery,' he said with pride. It was the small portrait of a woman by William Hogarth, dated 1735. He was that excited, he slipped off the toilet seat and knelt down and kissed me and put his hand in the water and rubbed my deflated cock. `I want this,' rubbing it harder and making it rise. He let go of me and quickly pulled his clothes off and got into the bath with me. Water splashed out over the edge as he grappled with me to turn me round so that I had my top half hanging over the end for him get behind and have him push up half of the water into me along with his rampant cock.
What water I didn't get was being sent over the rim in wavelets by his motion of moving back and forth in me and the bath. It was only just over an hour or so that I'd had Julian up inside me and now I had my James doing the same thing and I loved it. He was bigger and more powerful and just by having him fuck me, brought my organ up, so when he finished coming inside me, I fucked him.
We washed ourselves properly afterwards and when dried, I quickly did my make-up before getting dressed and looking really beautiful before being taken out to dinner.
He ordered the most expensive items on the menu and two bottles of the best wine that the restaurant could provide. It was a lovely meal and I'd never seen him happier at having unloaded the Hogarth at an exorbitant price, telling me that it was nice to have had such a picture in the gallery, but the cash was better.
He even kissed me in the taxi on the way home but it didn't appear out of place with me looking like a woman so I didn't mind. He only gave me time to take my wig and dress off before he tumbled me onto the bed and stuck himself inside me again. He was only half drunk but had the strength of a bull as he ploughed into me and really let me know he was up there. God, I loved this man!
Such was his power that he even made me rise again but took me into his mouth this time and nearly blew my head off with his sucking and chewing on me as I came for the fourth time since the afternoon began.
Two hours later, after getting fully undressed and into bed, he had me again and I began to feel a bit sore down there after being fucked four times in such a short space of time.
To cap it all, I had a special meeting with William in his office the next day to have his cock inside, his fucking me rounded off a lovely week of sex which would have been even better if I'd have been able to have had Diane too.