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Bully, Bully for Me
Judy left to drive home and I returned to my motel. I needed to go to the country club the next day to check out the rooms I would be using for training and to make sure they had been set up according to my directions. Then I would spend the rest of the day relaxing, before getting a good night's sleep. I wanted to be fresh, rested and alert when my training class convened.
When I entered my room, the first thing I saw was my message light blinking next to the bed. I had one message. The HR director of the company I was working for this week wanted me to call him regardless of the hour. It was about 7:00 PM so I decided to call him immediately.
He informed me that if possible, the president of the company would like for me to join him and his wife for brunch at the country club the next morning at 11:00. I told him I could do that since I had to go out there anyway.
I plugged my laptop into the phone plug and signed in. There were several emails from clients which I responded to. There was also one from Judy and another from Frank. The subject of both was "Thank You." Judy was still thanking me for collaring her and expressing her love. Frank told me that he had never seen Judy happier and that he was grateful for that.
I shut down my computer and realized I was hungry. So I went down to the bar. I sat at the bar and ordered a cheeseburger, smiling at the thought of what Bonny would think of my choice of food. I visited with the bartender and flirted with the waitress and downed three beers. The beers and burger made me realize just how tired and sleepy I was so I went back to my room and went to bed at 9:00.
I woke up at 9:30 the next morning, feeling fresh and invigorated. The weather added to the mood. It was sunny, warm and bright. I felt alive.
I ordered coffee from room service and jumped into the shower. The coffee arrived just as I got out of the shower, so I poured myself a cup and began my morning ritual. When I had finished shaving, I put on a pair of khaki pants with a white golf shirt. Then I slipped into my alligator loafers.
It was 10:15 so I decided to take the extra time I had to drive through the countryside and enjoy the day. Leaving it on the hanger, I took a blue blazer from the closet, carried it to the car, hung it up, got in and drove off.
I didn't think it was possible, but the drive made me feel even better. I was truly on top of the world as I drove up to the door of the country club at 10:55 and handed my keys to the valet. As I walked toward the maitre de's station I suddenly realized that the HR director had not told me the name of the company president, but I figured we could find one another.
At precisely 11:00 I approached the maitre de and said, "My name is Jim Collingwood and...
"Yes Mr. Collingwood, you're expected," he interrupted. "Right this way."
He led me across the dining room to a small room at the far end. Inside was a table set for three. I had arrived first. After he seated me, the Maitre de told me, "Mr. B called and said he was on his way and to make you comfortable. He also suggested you order one of our renowned Bloody Marys to sip while you wait."
A waiter had appeared behind him. "That sounds good. And some coffee and water, please," I responded.
"Right away, sir." He turned and nodded to the waiter who disappeared through the door. "Enjoy your brunch sir."
"Thank you."
He exited and met the waiter returning with a pot of coffee and a pitcher of water. "Your Bloody Mary will be right out sir."
He poured me a cup of coffee and placed the silver pot on the table. After pouring me a glass of water he asked, "Will there be anything else sir?"
"No, this is fine. Thank you."
My chair was facing a floor to ceiling window with a door leading out to a deck. Beyond the deck was a wonderful view of the golf course with a mountain as a backdrop. As I sipped my coffee, my feeling of well-being knew no bounds.
The door to the room opened and drew my attention. I expected to see the waiter with my Bloody Mary. So imagine my shock when Judy walked through the door followed by an extremely handsome man with the carriage and demeanor of a CEO. When Judy noticed who I was a look of shock came to her face which I'm sure matched mine. However, we both recovered quickly.
Frank was walking toward me with his hand outstretched to shake mine, a winning smile on his face. But before he could say anything Judy interjected herself.
"Frank, I'd like for you to meet my Master, Jim. Jim, this is my husband Frank.'
Frank hesitated only briefly and his surprise only flickered on his face. Continuing to move to shake my hand and with his smile having only flickered also he said, "Well . . . isn't this a small world after all."
I accepted Frank's proffered hand. His handshake was firm and warm. Judy walked over and gave me a short but warm kiss on my lips and sat down in the chair Frank held for her. Frank and I sat down. He was on my left and Judy was on my right leaving me my unobstructed view of the outdoors. No sooner were we seated than our waiter appeared with three Bloody Marys. After he had served them, he disappeared.
Frank was dressed like me in the compulsory business casual uniform. He wore gray slacks with a golf shirt of the precise same color. They had obviously been tailor made. The expected blue blazer completed his ensemble. Judy was wearing khaki pants with a white oxford shirt and blue blazer. Around her neck was a navy blue velvet choker. I had to smile.
Judy asked to be excused to go powder her nose. Frank and I stood as she walked away, leaving Frank and me alone. I wondered if that was what she wanted to happen. As soon as she had gone, Frank began to talk. It was obvious he was used to taking control of situations.
"Well Jim, it's good to finally get to meet you. I had no idea that you were the consultant we would be using."
"That makes two of us Frank. I nearly dropped my teeth when Judy came through that door," I laughed.
"Well at any rate, this probably means we'll be talking about a lot more than your seminar today," he laughed, clearly at ease with the situation.
I laughed as well, "I'm sure that's right."
"Seriously Jim, I can't thank you enough. Judy has been a new woman for the last couple of months. And after the past two days, she's more alive and self-assured than I've ever seen her. You've worked a miracle, and I'm deeply grateful."
"Believe me, the pleasure was mine," I smiled.
"I'm sure that's true too," he laughed.
With that Judy reappeared and I held her chair as she sat. When I was reseated, she handed me something white and cloth. At first I thought it was a napkin, but when I unfolded it, it turned out to be a pair of lacy white thong panties and a matching bra.
"I didn't realize that I would be meeting you today, Master. So I didn't dress properly, but I'm afraid this is the best I could do on such short notice."
We all burst out laughing.
"Why don't we get business out of the way first while we have our drinks, then we can all relax and just be together," Frank suggested.
So Frank and I began discussing the time I'd be spending in his company over the next few weeks. I wanted to know what the corporate needs were and what his personal expectations were. He told me about a few problem employees and what weeks they would be attending. A few small logistical issues needed to be worked out, but overall it was more a get-acquainted with each other type of discussion.
For instance, I found out that Frank's father had founded the company when he was only a young man and that by the time Frank had graduated from college it was well established and extremely profitable. It was still a privately held company with Frank as the sole owner. His mother and father had died some years before. Now under Frank's management over the past eight years, its profits had increased 300% through renegotiated contracts, upgrading of the plants and the introduction of an expensive but high payback IT department.
By the time we had finished both our discussion and two Bloody Marys, we were all a little tipsy and hungry. So we decided it was wise to get some food into our stomachs.
The brunch was a marvelous buffet and I chose a shrimp, crab and cheese omelet with home fries. It was delicious. As we ate, we carried on an easy and relaxed banter about the normal things people carry on an easy and relaxed banter about . . . weather, news, sports, local issues, state issues, and other such stuff.
They say that air rushes in to fill a vacuum. I believe that the general principle applies to other things. So since the conversation didn't require much thought on my part, the part of my brain that was left inactive formed a kind of a mental vacuum, so random thoughts could rush in and fill it. In this case it was a thought that seemed to be climbing up my spine and into the back of my brain, where it paused and tried to form itself into a cogent and coherent thought. Having accomplished that, it arrived like a bulldozer into my consciousness.
Here I was sitting, both physically and metaphorically, between a man and his wife. The wife and I were having an affair and had fallen in love. The husband was aware and approving of the affair, and possibly even our feelings. There was a name for husbands like that . . . cuckold. There was also a name for men like me . . . bull.
This was something I had never consciously chosen to do, even though I had arrived at this place in my life with my eyes wide open. A few weeks ago I had been very happy as a trainer of subs for other people. I was happy living without commitment or entanglements. Had you told me at the time that this is where I would be within a few short weeks, I would have told you that you were full of shit. Now suddenly, I wasn't quite as sure of my new role as I had been. My life had taken a turn down a new road and I somehow had not noticed. Then I looked over at Judy and she smiled at me and I knew that I had done the right thing.
"Sir?" I felt Frank's hand on my arm. "I think you left us for a minute," Frank smiled.
I grinned back at him. "Yeah, I guess I did. Sorry."
"A penny for your thoughts," Judy giggled.
"Actually I'll give them to you for free," I replied. "Frank, how are you feeling about mine and Judy's relationship? I know you like where Judy seems to be emotionally and mentally right now, but you haven't told me how it's impacting you."
After a thoughtful pause, Frank responded, slipping into his submissive protocol. "Well Sir, I obviously would like it to be different. As you know, I'm a submissive and in my perfect world Judy would be my Mistress and we wouldn't need to involve anyone else in our relationship. But we both know that's not a realistic desire on my part. So that leaves me with two options.
"Option number one is to go back to the way things were before I shared my feelings about my submission with Judy the first time. But we both know that is also not a realistic option. We've both crossed a line and there's no going back. You can't put the toothpaste back in the tube. If we tried to do that, we would both be miserable and we would eventually break up.
"Option number two is the one we've chosen and given the circumstances I believe it's the best one. Judy is happy. Because she's happy, so am I. I trust you, Sir. I believe you to be not only a wise and capable Dom, but I also believe you to be a wise and ethical man. That's important to me because I need to know that I've entrusted Judy to someone I can depend on. I hope that answers your question, Sir."
Thank you for your candor, Frank. Now tell me, if you could change anything about the current relationship the three of us share, what would it be."
"That's an easy one." Frank responded quickly. "I would like to either watch or participate in at least some of your sessions with Judy."
"That's just not going to happen, Frank." I responded. "My time with Judy is our special time, just like your time with her is yours. Would you want me watching and participating in your time with her?"
"No I wouldn't. I hadn't thought of it in those terms. I guess I'll have to just wish then," Frank grinned.
