Hello again from me, Alison Moxhay. I hope you have been keeping up with the previous nine chapters of my story. Some of you have been kind and have written to say how much you enjoy reading my sexy goings on. I hope I can continue to excite you with the tale of my sex life with my lover Madeline and with other women we know--in the biblical sense of that word.
Though Madeline and I are emotionally monogamous we have an open relationship when it comes to sex, and we take our pleasure where we find it.
In my last chapter I told you about our Christmas celebrations: the party at the GCL Club where I ate the final piece of a marzipan and meringue bikini which was worn by our good friend Chloe Minsterley, which, of course, led to me giving her cunt a good tongue fuck; the sexual encounter with my old Oxford acquaintance Izzy Van Doylen, which provided a chance to have a good fuck during the otherwise celibate Christmas Madeline and I spent with my parents at their Surrey mansion, and our decision to enter into a Civil Partnership.
Now read on.
Having returned to Primrose Hill on second of January after a tearful departure from my parents` home in Surrey we began to realise that there would be quite a lot of work involved in creating our civil partnership. First, however we would need to get some real physical labour in at the gym to get off the results of Christmas and New Year indulgence.
Fortunately our young friend Chloe Minsterley, who had moved into the top flat over mine, had also returned from her Christmas and New Year break. We arranged an after office hours work-out session with her at the gym which, if you remember had a policy of open dressing and shower rooms which meant users had to be in the nude together for at least some time. That, of course, is how we made Chloe`s acquaintance in the first place.
Fortunately none of us had a great deal to do on the first day back at work and so we were able to get to the gym by 5-30 pm. We found our usual corner in the changing room, stripped off and got into our gym kit and then had a really good work out for ninety minutes.
After that we showered, did our hair and dressed. We all went for a coffee and a healthy "lite bite" and there we told Chloe of our civil partnership plan. Her face dropped a mile.
"Sorry," she gasped, "I guess I should say congratulations, but, and I`m sorry to sound selfish, does this mean no more sex for us?"
"Don`t worry, my little sex pot," Madeline chuckled. "The partnership is meant to indicate our emotional union. We are still as randy as hell from a physical point of view. We managed to get one good fuck in over the holiday, now what about you?"
"Zilch." Chloe replied glumly." That`s why I was so looking forward to getting back with you two, and then I thought from what you told me that would no longer be possible, but may be it still is--yes?"
"Of course it is," I said. "We`re not going to give up sex with you, nor anybody else."
"Oh, I am so relieved," Chloe gasped. "I love being a really naughty girl with you. I adore getting my kit off, exposing myself, and talking dirty, being lewd, nude and rude."
"Well you will have to contain your lust till the weekend, my lovely little tart," Madeline chuckled, "because we have a bit more news for you. When we went into work this morning we discovered we are both being sent out of London to check on projects the Foundation funds. I shall be setting off tomorrow morning while Alison will depart in the afternoon But we will be back on, we hope, Friday and we promise you a Saturday and Sunday of passion and girly pleasure. Does that cheer you up a bit more?"
"I have another item of news for you, Chloe," I added. "My Father and Mother are going to give us the freehold of the Primrose Hill property, so you will become our tenant--don`t worry we will not put your rent up, and we will look into reopening the internal stairs so you will be connected to us. I hope that cheers you up even more."
Yes, I suppose it does," Chloe pouted. "I will just have to practice my solo sex skills for a few days, but having seen you two in the buff just a while ago, I`m feeling randy and when we get back to Primrose Hill I shall be all alone in my bed while you will almost certainly be fucking one floor below. It`s bloody unfair!"
"OK, OK," Madeline chortled. "We will do our best to get back on Friday, but we may be late. However, we will be free for a weekend of sex. For tonight, however, what about this? When you are ready for bed, call us on my mobile, and we will send naked selfies to each other as we wank. Will that satisfy you "pro tem?"
It did, and the next day Madeline and I set off on our respective trips, both of which turned out to be to dead end places where it really was not safe for a woman by herself to go out of her hotel at night, but then that was the sort of place where our charitable employer needed to support local initiatives.
The only consolations were, first, that by working twelve hour days we built up credit with the Foundation which it was, with a little persuasion, prepared to translate into extra days of leave. Secondly it gave us time once we had taken our evening meal to speak to each other by `phone about our partnership and how we wanted to celebrate it.
We agreed that the actual partnership ceremony should be as brief and simple as possible: celebrations could come later. Internet searches showed that our London Borough Council had a suitable room which would hold six people and the Registrar. Naturally we wanted my parents there, and, as Madeline had no close family. we decided to ask Chloe and Iona Bradfield to be present.
I undertook to speak to my Father and Mother and would suggest that they could host a celebratory garden party in Surrey over the summer.
But what about our lesbian friends in London? We decided we wanted our our own Fuck Fest, and that we would see whether we could hire the GCL Club rooms and have a "Grand Lezzy Orgy."
"I want an ocean of heaving naked female flesh surrounding us as we celebrate the physical side of our relationship," I declared.
"Sounds good to me," Madeline giggled down the `phone. " Let`s think about it more over the weekend and maybe involve Chloe in the planning. Her filthy mind is sure to come up with something suitably erotic!"
As events turned out our work kept us both occupied until quite late on the Friday afternoon, so it became clear that we would not be back in London until Friday evening when we would both be tired. Madeline and I called one another to confirm that we should postpone Chloe until Saturday afternoon. I `phoned Chloe to tell her she should come for brunch on Saturday and we would then have some fun.
She replied: "I have a little fantasy I want to work out with you two. Please can you be wearing only your silk dressing gowns when I arrive and we will take it from there. It will be fun, promise!"
Yes, Chloe did have a fertile and dirty mind, and I communicated what she had said to Madeline.
We woke quite late on the Saturday morning as we had both had quite an exhausting week. We showered, dressed in our silk dressing gowns, and prepared brunch.
Chloe arrived about 11-00am and we enjoyed our morning meal. When that was finished Chloe said she had a little play sequence she wanted to try out and that we would soon pick it up. She asked us to go into my bedroom and to allow our gowns to fall open. She then adopted the voice of a shocked innocent maiden.
Chloe. "Dear me, you are exposing yourselves to me, that is very naughty and rude. I think you must be exhibitionists who are after young women with whom you can have your evil way."
