I feel her kiss on my cheek. "Good morning Didi."
The only nicer awakening would be Arthur's kiss, but he's away on business. I yawn stretch and open my eyes. There she is, standing beside my bed, my maid, Jennifer.
"Mm, good morning Jen."
She holds my ankle length red satin robe. I slide my arms in, and still standing behind me she wraps her arms around and ties it's long sash in a bow and gives me a little hug.
I turn around. She's so sweet. A short slightly plump young lady, with brown hair tied back in a pony tail. Her face is round, with rosy cheeks, a small mouth, and twinkling brown eyes. I sometimes imagine her in a different era. The young bride of an English farmer, or a milkmaid.
"Join me for breakfast in the sun room, dear."
"Thank you, Didi. I'll tell Fred you're up.
When Arthur first brought Jennifer home I wondered what was going on. Had he decided on a three way? I'd asked him one time if he fantasized about trying it. You know? With our driver, Thomas, since we were both enjoying his service, so to speak, separately. But he wasn't into that idea.
"Dear, this young lady is Jennifer. I've hired her as your personal maid. Jennifer, this is your mistress, my wife, Didi."
Personal maid? What would I need a personal maid for? We already had Milli, the cook Fred's wife, who did all the housework.
Well, now almost a year and a half later I've no idea how I'd survive without her.
Several Months Ago
"Get my tennis things together dear. I think I'd like to wear my peach skirt and jacket set with my pink collarless angora sweater and white ankle boots."
Tennis and lunch at the club with my best girlfriend Angela today.
We have almost no secrets from each other. She's the trophy bride to a wonderful older gentleman. She's my age. They've been married for years. They're both madly in love. She told me some of the very novel ways he satisfies her sexually since he can no longer get an erection.
She thinks Arthur, Thomas and my relationship is sick and perverted. "But I mean that in a good way Darling. It doesn't make you bad people."
On the way home Thomas takes us to the cottage. It's on the last piece of land we bought. Now we own the whole concession block. Set back from the road it's very discreet. We use it for our private play house. Arthur and I, Thomas and I, or Arthur and Thomas.
Thomas lies on his back on the thick fleece we laid in front of the gas fireplace. I lower myself onto his face, then lean down to his cock. Nothing chases away a cold grey winter day like a leisurely sixty nine in front of a blazing fire. His mouth, tongue and fingers servicing my cunt as I adore his beautiful cock.
When we get back home I invite him to join us for a drink.
"As soon as I put the car away Didi."
We have a before dinner drink. Fred ,Milli, Thomas Jen and I. Then since Arthur is away we all eat together in the kitchen.
"Thomas will be home tomorrow. He said he'll call when they're an hour out so you can pick him up at the airport."
"On my phone?"
"Yes."
"About what time? Did he say?"
"He thinks he'll be home for supper."
Arthur told me why he hired Jennifer. One of her fellow workers complained to anyone who'd listen that Jen was a lesbian and she didn't like sharing the lady's employee dressing room with her. The bitcher was a good worker so he didn't want to lose her, and the bad press if he fired Jen, if not for the possible law suit wasn't an option. So his PA suggested some alternatives, and he chose this one and offered Jen the job.
I've never 'been' with a woman. But I do consider myself to be an adventuress.
Thomas phoned at nine, as usual.
"Darling, what would you say if I were to fuck my personal maid?"
"Mm. Would you tell me naughty bed time stories when I phone home, about what you two do in bed?"
"Mm. Are you alone now? Are you in bed?"
" Yes. I'm wearing the pajamas you gave me for my birthday, the silk ones with the little dragons. What are you wearing."
"Just my plush mini robe. I just got out of the bath."
"Mm."
"Thomas and I went to the cottage on the way home from tennis."
"Did they plow the lane?"
"Yes, and shoveled the walk."
"What did you two do?"
