Courtesan Ch 33

This is the thirty-third episode in a series entitled "Courtesan". If you have not read the previous thirty-two episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

"Courtesan" is romantic story about a dominant hot wife and her submissive cuckold husband. While they have a deep and abiding love for each other they do lead an alternative lifestyle. If this subject matter offends you or makes you feel uncomfortable, I strongly suggest that you find something else to read.

When I arrived at the store the next morning Tonya's gray Mercedes was parked next to the building. I wasn't surprised, but seeing it did make me smile. As improbable as it might seem, I was hoping that Tonya and Kirby would actually be able to make a go of it.

I parked my car and went inside. Tonya was behind the cash register. She was engaged in an animated conversation with Bernice Cartland. Bernice was the cashier receptionist for the tire store down the street. One of her job duties was to open the store at 6:30 so that people could drop off their cars on their way to work. Every morning but Sunday, Bernice stopped at Kirby's on her way to the shop and bought a cup of coffee and a chocolate doughnut.

Bernice was a good looking Brunette in her early forties. She was married and had two teenaged girls. I met her the first morning I worked at Kirby's. That day, after she'd left, Kirby had told me that the guys at the tire store all claimed that she was having an affair with Larry, the store manager. Elvira later confirmed the rumor. It still may not have been true, but it certainly was juicy gossip.

Kirby was on his knees in aisle two. There only were two aisles in the store, but we still had to be able to differentiate between them so Kirby had them numbered, one and two. He was counting cans of soup.

I walked over to him. "Are you doing an inventory?"

He stopped counting and looked up at me. "Just an informal one. I'm trying to get some idea of how much money I might be able to get if I could actually sell everything in the store."

Behind us I heard Tonya say, "Thank you for the invitation; but it's a busy week for me, maybe another time."

Bernice answered, "Think about it, he really is a very handsome man."

"I will Bernice."

"I'd better get over to the store. It was nice talking to you Tonya."

"I enjoyed talking to you too Bernice."

Bernice started to leave but then she stopped and asked, "Are you going to be working in the store every morning?"

Tonya stopped to think. I glanced at Kirby. He was watching her intently.

After a moment she said; "I'd like to work as many mornings as I possibly can, but I won't be able to be here every morning. My job requires that I spend some time traveling."

"So this is just a part time job for you."

"Actually it's not a job at all, I'm just helping Kirby. He's my boyfriend."

Next to me Kirby's face lit up.

Bernice turned and looked at Kirby and then she looked back at Tonya. She wasn't being particularly subtle. She was trying to figure out how my overweight friend could end up with a girlfriend as beautiful as Tonya.

Finally she walked back to the counter, leaned over and whispered into Tonya's ear.

Tonya listened to her and then she answered, "I'll keep that in mind Bernice."

Bernice patted Tonya's hand and then she turned and hurried out of the store. It was almost 6:30, there would be several people waiting outside the tire shop when she got there.

As soon as she was gone Tonya walked over to Kirby and me.

Kirby stood up. He was smiling. "You had a nice chat with Bernice."

Tonya nodded. "Yes I did. She's a very interesting woman. She's married, has two teenaged daughters and dates her boss."

"Did she actually tell you that?"

"You mean that she's married and has two teenaged daughters?" Tonya had an impish smile on her face. She was teasing Kirby.

Kirby rolled his eyes. "No, that she's dating her boss."

Tonya grinned. "Oh yes, she most certainly did. In fact she tried to get me to go out with Larry's older brother Vince. She wanted us to double date. Apparently Larry saw me in the store yesterday and asked Bernice to take a shot at me when she stopped for her coffee this morning."

Kirby looked at Tonya. After a moment he cautiously asked, "What did you tell her?"

Tonya stared at Kirby for a second and then she said, "I told her no thank you." Smiling, she picked up Kirby's hand and gently held it between both of her hands. "Right now, the only man I want to spend time with is you."

She paused for a moment. Her expression slowly became more serious. Finally she said, "But that doesn't mean I might not say yes if she asks me again in the future. Kirby honey I'm just like Kelly. I love sex and I love men, lots of men. I am a professional and my job does provide me with the opportunity to play with a generous variety of men, but sex is also a form of recreation for me. When I meet a man who happens to strike my fancy, I'm always very open about the possibility of getting together with him for a little casual fun."

Kirby looked at her with a puzzled expression. "I thought you didn't date."

"Sweetie, I don't date, but that's not the same as hooking up for a night of hot sex with a guy I meet in the bar at the Goldenrod Supper Club."

Kirby closed his eyes and bit his lower lip. It was obvious that Tonya's blunt declaration had unsettled him.

Tonya noticed his sullen expression. "Kirby, you have to understand that this has nothing to do with my feelings for you. All we're talking about is sex for fun. Kelly's not in love with Chris. All of us know that she's head over heels in love with Timmy. Still, that doesn't mean she shouldn't occasionally get together with Chris so she can enjoy his big cock."

Tonya turned to me."Timmy when Kelly hooks up with another guy; not for business, but just for fun; does that bother you?"

I thought for a moment and then I said, "That's a complicated question."

Tonya raised her eyebrows. "Really?"

"Yes, it really is." I smiled. "I'm also glad that you asked it. I believe you know that in a few hours I'm going to be discussing this same issue with a man that I've never met before."

Tonya smiled. "Yes, I guess I am aware of that." She shrugged, "But I have to admit that it hadn't occurred to me when I asked the question."

Kirby looked at both of us with a puzzled expression. "I don't know anything about any of this. Would someone care to enlighten me."

Tonya patted Kirby's hand. "Sweetheart, I'll tell you all about it later." She sighed. "Right now it's very important to me that we finish this conversation."

Kirby smiled. That made me smile. Kirby was so infatuated with Tonya that I suspected he would accept anything she said as long as she prefaced it by calling him sweetheart."

Tonya turned back to me. "Okay, it is a complicated question. I can understand that. We have some time. If you're willing, I'd still like you to try to answer it. If Kirby and I are going to have any chance to form a relationship were going to have to reach a mutual understanding about this issue."

"All right, I'll do the best I can." I took a moment to think and then I looked at Kirby. "You know that Tonnie entertained a man at The Calvert Hotel last night."

"Yes, I know that."

"And you understand what that means."

"Of course I do. She had sex with him."

I glanced at Tonya. She was studying Kirby. She was very concerned about his reaction to all of this.

"Did that bother you?"

Kirby thought for a moment. "Maybe a little, but not as much as I thought it would. Mostly I just missed being with Tonya."

I smiled. "Kelly also worked last night and I had the same reaction."

Still carefully watching Kirby, Tonya asked me, "Timmy did thinking about what Kelly was doing at The Calvert last night excite you?"

I grinned at her. "You know it did. I even wrote a story about it."

"You did?" Kirby was staring at me with a surprised expression.

"Yes I did. Would you like me to bring it in tomorrow so you can read it?"

He nodded. "Yes, I'd like that very much."

"Timmy, could I read it too."

"Of course you can Tonya. I'll give it to you when you come over for lunch today."

"You're having lunch at Timmy's house today?"

"Yes, and you could too if we could just find someone to take care of the store."

"Elvira can watch the store."

Tonya shook her head. "No she's going to the lunch at Timmy and Kelly's and it's very important for her to be there."

Kirby frowned.

Tonya kissed his cheek. "I'm sorry sweetheart. I promise that..."

Kirby held up his hand. "No I'm being childish. This is my store and it's my job to take care of it. I'm sure there will be other lunches in the future."

I patted Kirby's shoulder. "Buddy, I guarantee you that as soon as you have some free time I'll put together another lunch..." I paused. "No make that a dinner party and you'll be the guest of honor."

Kirby smiled.

Tonya hugged his arm. "Timmy's making quiche Lorraine. I'm sure he'll let me bring a piece back for you tonight."

Kirby looked at Tonya in surprise. "You're coming back here after the lunch?"

"Of course I am. I don't have to work tonight and I certainly don't want to spend the evening with anyone else."

Kirby smiled. "Timmy, could she bring a slice of the quiche back for me?"

I laughed. "Hell, I'll make an entire pie just for you."

He shook his head. "No one piece will be fine. I'm trying to lose a little weight. Elvira's helping me. I've already lost four pounds."

Tonya put her arm around Kirby's waist and hugged him. "If you get any sexier women are going to be lining up for a chance to jump your bones."

Kirby held Tonya in his arms and quietly said, "The only woman I want is you."

Tonya pressed her face against Kirby's massive chest. "Right now you're the only man I want."

She paused. After a moment she looked up at him and sighed. "But Kirby honey, I know that eventually I'm going to want a little variety. It won't be for love or romance and it can't be the men I entertain for JTandR. It has to be men I choose myself. It will just be for casual fun. Will you be able to handle that?"

I carefully watched Kirby. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Before he could respond I patted Tonya's shoulder. "Tonnie, slow down just a little bit. Give Kirby a chance to get used to the idea before you make him answer that question. Earlier, you asked both of us a much simpler question. I answered it, but we got sidetracked before Kirby had a chance to give you his answer."

Tonya nodded and then she looked at Kirby. "Sweetheart do you remember the question?"

"Yes of course I do. Last night when I thought about what you were doing at The Calvert, did I get excited."

"Did you?"

Kirby nervously glanced down at the floor. "This is a little embarrassing."

Tonya shook her head. "It shouldn't be. No one here is going to judge you. Kirby none of your current friends are going to judge you."

She smiled. "Timmy is an admitted submissive masochist who lives as his wife's slave. Your girlfriend," She giggled. "That's me in case you're confused, was a call girl who occasionally participated in sexual acts so perverted that most people can't even imagine them."

Both Kirby and I looked at Tonya and in unison asked, "Like what?"

Tonya started laughing. "Aren't the two of you a pair."

Not to be deterred I shrugged and said, "You already knew that. Now, are you going to tell us?"

Tonya grinned. "Just think about this. During the last few years that I worked as an escort one of my specialties was domination."

I smiled. "Yes, Kelly told me that you're very good at it."

She winked at me. "Dicklet, I wasn't just very good, I was the best."

I took a deep breath and said, "Oh!"

Staring at me, Tonya lasciviously licked her lips as she slowly nodded her head. She knew that my imagination was running wild and she was teasing me.

After a moment she giggled and then she said, "I developed a reputation for being extremely open minded. Word got around and during my last year as an escort a number of very kinky older men were paying me large amounts of money to do some unbelievably nasty things to them."

Kirby stared at her with his mouth gaping open. "And you did it?"

Tonya smiled at him. "Of course I did. I almost always enjoyed it too. Being dominant excites me." She shrugged, "Don't worry, I did have my limits. I've always refused to do anything that might actually cause bodily harm."

Tonya let that sink in for a moment and then she said. "So rubber boy, did you get excited last night when you thought about what I was doing at the Calvert?"

Kirby chuckled. "Yes, after that last revelation I guess I can safely admit that I did."

Tonya hugged him. "And there's nothing wrong with that. There's nothing wrong with your latex fantasy either."

"I know, but admitting to it makes me feel like a pervert." Kirby was nervously staring at the floor.

"Kirby honey, were all perverts. Timmy is a masochistic submissive, I'm a sadistic bitch who loves to fuck, Kelly and Elvira are both totally uninhibited sluts who have a fetish for sucking cocks."

Smiling at Kirby, Tonya said; "Sweetheart, I'm going to tell you a secret. Every time I think about your little fantasy my pussy gets wet. Rubberboy, I can't wait to whip you."

Kirby took a deep breath. "Is that really true?"

Tonya laughed. "Yes Cookie it really is. I have passion for kinky sex scenes. Baby, your girlfriend," She paused and winked at him. "Once again, that's me in case you're still confused."

Both Kirby and I chuckled.

Tonya was on a roll and not about to be distracted so she ignored us and continued. "Your girlfriend just happens to be the biggest pervert in this city, and she doesn't have any interest in changing, so you might as well relax and enjoy her."

Once she was finished she took a deep breath and looked at Kirby. She was waiting for a response.

Grinning at her, Kirby said; "Do you really want to be my girlfriend?"

Tonya shook her head in exasperation. "Yes of course I do. I'm falling madly in love with you, but Kirby honey didn't you hear anything else I just said?'

Kirby shrugged. "Of course I did. You told me that you love sex in all of it's forms, you're completely nonjudgmental and I shouldn't be ashamed to share any fantasies that I might have with you."

Staring at Kirby in surprise, Tonya said; "Yes, that's exactly what I was trying to say."

Kirby shrugged. "I'm a good listener."

"I know you are sweetheart. That's one of your many qualities that I find so attractive."

"You also told me that If I want to be your boyfriend I'm going to have to accept being a cuckold."

Tonya slowly nodded. "Yes, I guess I did say that." There was a tone of sad resignation in her voice. It was apparent that she assumed that Kirby's next words would spell the end of their attempt to forge a meaningful relationship with each other.

In a last desperate effort to salvage the situation Tonya said, "You wouldn't have to be a submissive cuckold like Timmy."

She quickly turned to me. "No offense Timmy. It's just that you and Kirby may not share the same fantasy."

I smiled. "Don't worry, I understand."

"But what if I want to be a submissive cuckold like Timmy? Would that be all right with you?"

Tonya stared at Kirby. After a moment she quietly said, "Yes, I would like that very much. Is that what you want?"

Kirby took a deep breath and then he said, "Admitting it is a little difficult. I've had submissive fantasies ever since I was a teenager, but I've always tried to suppress them. They just never seemed very manly. Now that I've met Elvira, Timmy, Kelly, Mandy, Keisha and most of all you; I've started to reevaluate my attitude about those fantasies."

He laughed. "I don't think I can be exactly like Timmy. I'd look pretty silly wearing a pair of women's panties."

Tonya giggled. "Yes you would, and I don't think I'd ever want to make you do that."

She put her arms around Kirby's waist and hugged him. "Maybe we can just take some time and get to know each other. That might help us decide how we want to make all of this work."

"I think that's a very good idea."

There was a moment of quiet and then Tonya said, "Kirby a few minutes ago I told you that I was falling in love with you."

He nodded. "Yes, you did. I don't think I'll ever forget that moment."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Kirby I'm afraid."

"Why?"

"I given my mouth and my pussy to hundreds of men, but I've never let any man have my heart."

Tonya's statement reminded me of Kelly's words the previous night. "Lots of men could have her pussy and her mouth, even her ass; but I was the only man who would ever get her heart and her soul. It was clear that both Tonya and Kelly viewed sex and love as two completely different entities.

Kirby held her in his arms. "If you decide to give it to me, I promise that I will always be a trustworthy and caring guardian."

"I know you will."

"What the hell is going on in here? I have never seen the three of you with such intense expressions. I didn't think you were capable of being this serious."

We all turned. It was of course Elvira. She was standing in the doorway to the store.

I grinned at her. "Kirby just told Tonya that he was willing to be her cuckold and now they're professing their undying love for each other."

Elvira shook her head. "Well it's about time Cookie came to his senses and acknowledged his true feelings. Timmy, he's even more of a submissive masochist than you are."

She turned to Kirby. "Tonya is a wonderful woman. Don't mess this up. If you start to have trouble adapting to life as a submissive, lean on your friends. Timmy and I will both help you. And that little brunette, the one whose mom and dad we're going to talk to this afternoon. Her name is Mandy, right?"

I nodded."Yes, that's right."

"She's a sub and I get the impression that she's very comfortable with her position in the world."

"Yes, I think she is."

Elvira smiled. "My Max was too. I think that's the real trick to living as a submissive. You have to be able to ignore the uptight attitude of the rest of the world and accept that this is who you are and even more important, this is who you want to be."

Shaking my head, I said; "That's not easy to do. I'm still struggling with it."

"It took my Max a long time to become completely comfortable with his position." Elvira paused for a moment and then she added. "I think I helped him, at least I tried hard to do that."

She looked at Tonya. "A dominant has to take responsibility for the mental well being of her slave, especially if that slave loves and trusts you. Wielding power over another person, the freedom to enjoy unrestrained arrogance, the prerogative to demand total devotion and obedience and the option to inflict pain, humiliation and suffering whenever the mood strikes; are all exciting, even intoxicating privileges that a dominant enjoys."

"We must always remember that those privileges are granted to us by our submissives. They serve us because they choose to serve us and we have to be careful to balance the pain, suffering and at times deliberate neglect that we inflict with nurturing, care and love."

"Tonya, I understand that you are a very experienced dominant, but you're a professional. Your submissives have always gone back to their normal lives after their session ended. If you and Kirby are successful at forming the bond that both of you appear to be seeking, he will be serving you twenty-four hours a day seven days a week. He will be entrusting his well being to you. Are you willing to accept that responsibility?"

Tonya looked at Kirby. "Is that what you want."