Thanks to Whoredinarygirl for wonderful words of encouragement, recommendations and editing this chapter.
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The sound of the shower woke John. It was unusual for him to sleep later than his wife, even on vacation. He was normally up before sunrise and at the gym before his wife was finishing her first cup of coffee while still in her pajamas.
"Hey sleepy head, are you getting up for breakfast?"
John rolled over onto his stomach and grabbed the nearest pillow, placing it on his head in hopes of drowning out the sound of his wife's voice. He wanted to stay in bed and get some more sleep. It took a while to go back to sleep earlier in the morning after fucking Julie one last time and he was paying the price at the moment.
"Hey, get your ass out of bed, or I won't be bringing any more hot young women to bed for you to fuck."
"Yeah, quit giving me shit. I'm getting up."
Kelly was just finishing up when John crawled into the shower. The warm water felt nice, but his wife's lips on his felt better.
"Thanks for great a night baby. Did you like the surprise I brought for you?" Kelly knew the answer to her question, but wanted to hear her husband's response. She caught more of his attention when she scraped her fingernails on the underside of her husband's cock.
"Does a bear shit in the woods?" It was an inside joke with the couple and signaled that the question was rhetorical.
Kelly was sitting on the bed naked when John came back into the room.
"I want to talk to you about something, John."
Sitting down on the bed, he thought to himself that it was about time that the couple had this discussion. He enjoyed the previous night, but felt they needed to have a discussion about how his wife fucked several guys prior to coming home and bringing Julie into their bed.
"I want to talk to you about the first day and the discussion I had with Anne in her study. I was not completely honest with you and feel that I need to get it off my chest."
John failed to see how this was relevant to what he wanted to discuss. He was about to say something when he wife started talking to him.
"The conversation with Anne started with her describing how she came to be a rich dominatrix living in the tropics."
"Kelly, I don't care how Anne came to this lifestyle. Those are her issues and I am in no position to judge, according to what she has told me. I want to talk about you fucking the servants and half the club last night."
Kelly looked at her husband and smiled. "Baby, I am trying to do that if you will stop interrupting me."
John sat there and listened as Kelly described what Anne confided in her; that at an early age in college Anne had discovered she had a predisposition for dominating men and women. It was during her senior year that she met her first male sub. He was a local businessman that thought he could play submissive to Anne part-time and on the weekends. It worked for a while, but Anne grew weary of it and moved on. Anne said that she almost climaxed when he begged her to not leave him.
There were several more men and a couple of women that submitted to Anne over the years. It was at this point that she met her late husband Charles. He was 25 years her senior, but could not help but to drool on her leather boots whenever she walked into the room.
"Anne said a polite description of him was a wimp, the more accurate one was drooling bag of pathetic pond scum. Somehow he managed to convince Anne to marry him, and it had nothing to do with the more than two billion dollars she inherited the day he died. Anne knew nothing of Charles' business dealings or his will so it was a surprise to her when the attorney told her that she was rich. Charles' family contested the will, but in the end Anne won."
Kelly went on to describe that at the reading of the will of Charles Harold Henry Lloyd IV, she learned that he kept a large mansion in the tropics. It was this mansion to which Anne retreated after winning her legal case. It was about this time that Anne met Julie and Morris. Anne described how she thought both of the subs would make an excellent addition to her new found wealth and decided to bring both of them to the island. About a year later Julie recruited Alex and the rest is history.
"So we are sitting in the office downing glasses of wine and Anne tells me the rules that she relayed to you earlier. She also said that none of those rules applied to me. She told me that I could fuck the servants or Julie anytime I wanted, provided she was not using them for her own pleasure. I assured Anne that we love and respect each other and we only had sex with each other."
John thought this was a good time to break into the conversation. "If that is the case, then why did you let the servants fuck you the following day?"
"Baby, there is more to the story so please let me finish." Kelly stopped for a moment to catch her breath. John took that as a sign that the discussion was over. Kelly hoped that her husband would let her finish the story.
"What more is there?" John was not certain that he wanted to hear the answer to his question.
"We were sitting there drinking wine and suddenly Anne pushes a button on her desk. Before I know it, Alex and Morris are in the room and they are just as naked as when we arrived."
Kelly looked at her husband and she knew what he was thinking. She was ashamed to admit it, but knew her husband could see through her the first day.
"Yes, I enjoyed looking at their huge cocks. Are you happy that I finally admitted it?"
Kelly placed her left hand on John's cock and slowly started playing with it. It distracted her husband for a second but his attention turned back to the story.
"Anne glanced over at Alex and he seemed to fully understand the desires of his mistress, as he moved to stand beside her chair. I got a chill down the back of my spine as I saw how she controlled him without saying a word. After Alex took his place next to Anne, she reached up and slowly started stroking his cock like she did at lunch. At first it looked like she was just rolling it around in her hands and fingers. I watched her intently, wondering what it felt like and if it was different than Morris' cock."
Kelly went on to describe how she got a tingling feeling in her stomach as she watched Alex's cock grow under the skillful manipulation of his mistress.
"The next thing I know, Anne has Alex's cock in her mouth and is stroking Morris' dick with her right hand. I watched as Anne released Alex's cock from the wetness of her mouth and switched to sucking Morris'. It must have been the wine and the hormones, but I didn't really pay attention to what my body was telling me. The burning sensation in my stomach turned into a damp crotch and the next thing I know I'm rubbing my pussy under my skirt and through my underwear."
John knew that Kelly masturbated, but not in front of him. She had reluctantly done it a few times for him in person and once on video. He had tried to incorporate it into their foreplay early on, but Kelly was not interested in watching her husband jack off and did not understand his desire to watch her.
Kelly described how she eventually spread her legs and pulled her satin panties to the side.
"I could not help myself. The next thing I realize is that I have two fingers buried in my pussy, all the while never taking my eyes off Anne. I watched as Anne sucked their cocks. Suddenly, my body started shaking and I squirted a little onto her leather couch. Anne looked over at me and I didn't care what she saw. Then she told Alex to walk over to where I was sitting on the couch. The next thing I knew, there was a huge cock a foot from my face. Anne told me to touch it. In a brief moment of clarity, I pulled my fingers out of my pussy and told her that I couldn't do that to you."
Kelly explained that Anne assured her that nothing would happen that she didn't want. Anne told her the servants were perfect gentlemen and would keep their mouths shut if that was required. However, she assured Kelly that their lips and tongues were wonderful instruments of pleasure on pussies, nipples and asses. Anything that might happen would be their secret or Kelly could mention it to her husband if the time was ever right.
"The next thing I know, I have Alex's dick in my hand. I stoked it like I'd seen Anne do moments before. I was so consumed by what I was doing while stoking Alex that I didn't notice Morris walk over to the couch. His dick was inches from my face and I didn't know what came over me and I just opened my mouth."