(This story is actually based on several conversations I have had with my cousin, it's an area I have never thought to go. So I had a lot of help from her and for whom I am eternally grateful.)
I can't believe it, it simply can not be. Mary had to get a closer look, throwing any form of caution to the winds she approached the woman in the shower, if the woman had not bent down to pick up an errant shampoo bottle she would have never seen it, as she closed in the woman turned and watched Mary approach, Mary however was so entrenched on getting a closer look it had taken her a second to stop, a second to long.
"Can I help you?" The woman said
Her hands now on her naked hips ready to ward off any advances that this strange woman seemed to be making on her, Mary was startled by her own actions, she had held this secret for ten years now and yet she seemed to be confronted by a woman that could well hold the same secret, so many feelings coursed through her body, excitement that she had now found a fellow conspirator and, no she dared not think further just yet she had to find out if this woman was indeed who she believed her to be.
Mary now stood face to face with the woman, she blushed and held out her hand. "I'm sorry, I was admiring your tattoo, could you tell me were you got it."
The woman now took a longer look at Mary, "sorry no, it's a personal tattoo with fond memories of a personal friend."
She knew she was losing this conversation, any second now this woman would leave the shower room or even worse another woman could come in and destroy any chance she had of talking to her, she realized that ultimately she had no choice, slowly she moved at an angle so the woman could see her right side. Almost instinctively the woman slowly looked down Mary's naked body to the same place she herself had her tattoo a gasp escaped the woman as she herself realized the truth of it.
As the woman backed out of the shower, she looked at Mary, the same realization now in her eyes. "Meet me in the bar in two hours, I assume your with your husband, come alone."
There seemed no point in trying to talk further with this woman, the answers would come, in two hours. Mary leaned back against the tiles of the shower room, opened the tap and let the water stream down her body. Cleaning the sweat of the gym off her body her mind roamed over the implications of her discovery.
Mary strolled into the bar and let her eyes wander around the outside walls that held small cubicles for those people that prefer to have quiet moments in a bar setting, she spotted her and walked over and sat across from her. Again she held out her hand and introduced herself, this time the woman took it and now the eyes locked onto each other, there was not distrust there, they both had the same secret.
"I often wondered if there were others, he told me truthfully there was. My names Paula by the way."
With that one sentence it's as though the walls of Jericho came tumbling down, we talked together, when the waitress came over we ordered drinks and continued to talk, I found myself genuinely liking her, Paula was mixed race and stood eye to eye with me in the shower so she would have been five foot five, her skin was light but she had an African nose and full lips with dark eyes that screamed, βcome to bed', Paula was a very sexy woman. My thoughts were interrupted when she said.
"We need to phone Josh and tell him we have met," I felt myself blush. Some years ago when I was told to get the tattoo, I had talked to Josh he admitted that there were six women in his life all with the same tattoo and all in the same place, Paula was the only woman I had found with the same tattoo.
"I never asked him, do you know what it means.?" I said.
Paula looked at me then placed her hand over mine, "It's an ancient Hebrew text, it means slave."
What could I say, we were. We had given ourselves to Josh many years ago, even though we both had husbands we knew we only had one master and that was Josh, I felt my chest tighten, part of me needed to know the answer to my next question, yet I was loath to ask it, not out of jealousy, Josh was our master, he could do with both of us as he will and I'm sure he often did.
"Can I ask when you go to him.?"
Paula seemed to now look harder at me, I wasn't sure if she thought I was asking to much of her, as I looked into her eyes, they seemed to acknowledge my need to know.
"My weeks are September and March and you.?"
This cruise we where on was in October, I felt a pang of jealousy course through me, "My weeks are June and December."
I watched as Paula rummaged through her bag and pulled out her cell phone, I smiled as I watched her, she dialed Josh's number from memory, Josh never allowed us to put his number in our cell phone's memory, I'm sure we all obeyed him, I listened as Paula spoke to him for a few minutes, then she handed me the phone.
"You did well Mary I often thought you would be the one that would find one of my other girls,"
There was no malice in his voice, I breathed a sigh of relief that he wasn't angry with me. But Josh was never an angry man, I suppose that's why we all loved him so much that we gave ourselves to him for life regardless of us all being married.
"I have a special treat for you both, your coming to me for ten days, November 12th tell Paula and make your usual arraignments between you and Mary your on the cruise with your husbands your not to talk to each other again until you get here, do you understand.?"
My heart sank, I had found a kindred spirit and I couldn't talk to her, I knew Josh was waiting for my answer, he was our master, I had to obey.
"Ok I will tell her and I will obey." The line went dead.
Josh put the phone down and laughed, Mary was so smart. He knew years ago that if any of his girls found each other it would be Mary in the middle of it somewhere, he would spoil the girls for ten days, they deserved the treat then he would have to order them never to talk or contact each other again, they all knew of each other but he preferred to keep them all at a distance from each other. Josh shook his head once more and then headed to his workshop, he had a few designs in his head in case this ever happened, it looked like he had better get to work making what he had in mind.
Paula's smile vanished as I told her what Josh had said, then her eyes widened when I told her ten days, neither of us had spent ten days with Josh, normally a week was all my body could manage. I think she was looking forward to talking to me more as well, but we had to agree, we kissed each other on the cheek like old friends and both looked forward to November. We did see each other several times at the gym, we even got into the habit of passing each other in the shower and slap ourselves on the ass as we passed each other, also at dinner we would occasionally wink at each other but that was all, I watched her with her husband once.
He was almost a mirror image on my own husband, both men stood six feet tall and were very powerfully built, both had an air of self confidence about them, I loved my husband deeply, to me he was such a gentle man and he classed me as his equal in our marriage. The cruise was a surprise, our wedding anniversary was a month ago but both of us had been busy with work so he booked this cruise and we unofficially moved our anniversary so we could double the pleasure of the cruise. I truly did love my man, but Josh had my heart and he will do until the day I die.
When the cruise finished, it was on the plane home my thoughts started to wander, thinking back to my first year with Josh and when I graduated, I wanted to start my own interior design company, it was Josh who gave me a piece of paper the day I graduated and told me to go see the names on the paper. I did as Josh asked and both people on the paper hired me straight away, from them came other recommendations now my business turns over a million profit a year and is country wide. It was also through my work I met my now husband, after a years romance he asked me to marry him, Josh gave me his permission and we were married two months later.
The days whizzed by as I played catch up with work, my husband and I had a few social engagements to attend as well, plus of course I had to clear my schedule for the 12th it was my husband that felt the benefit of this as the day grew closer I became more horny, I was fucking him every day even getting him as he came through he door, dinner was out of the fridge as I dragged him back to bed and we used it on each other.