This is the thirty-ninth episode in a series entitled "Courtesan". If you have not read the previous thirty-eight 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.
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The alarm clock went off at six. I got up first and jumped into the shower. As soon as I was finished I rousted Kelly out of bed. She showered while I made us a quick breakfast of yogurt, granola and orange juice. Both of us were ready to go by 6:45. That actually gave us a few minutes to drink a cup of coffee and read the morning newspaper before we had to leave.
At seven o'clock sharp a JTandR Lincoln pulled up in front of our house. John, the Bears fan that I'd met yesterday was our driver. On the way to the airport we continued our discussion about the relative merits of the teams in the NFC North. Kelly loves football, so she jumped right into the debate. It was a lively trip to the airport.
When we checked in for our flight I discovered that we were booked into first class. It shouldn't have been a surprise, JtandR did everything in style. Nonetheless, I was a poor kid from Iowa. Flying was a thrill. Flying in first class was an unbelievable thrill.
There were seven of us. Kelly and I sat together. Keisha and Mandy were across the aisle from us. Tonya and Kirby were seated in front of them and Elvira was alone in front of us. I was feeling bad that Ellie had to sit by herself when Wendell Tyler walked onto the airplane and sat down next to her. This was a surprise. I knew that Martin Jackson and John Reynolds were in a meeting with the investors from St. Louis and would be flying down later that day in their private jet. I'd assumed that Wendell would be making the trip with them.
As Wendell was sitting down, Kelly leaned over and whispered into my ear. "They ran into each other yesterday. There were immediate sparks. I'm fairly certain that Wendell should be in the meeting with the investors from St. Louis, but it appears that he'd rather fly down to South Carolina with Ellie."
Smiling at Kelly, I whispered; "This is good."
"Yes it is."
The trip surprised me. This was normally a very convivial group. There was some quiet conversation, but during most of the flight everyone either slept or read a book.
We lost an hour because we were flying east. By the time we landed in Charleston it was almost one o'clock. None of us had any checked baggage and we were all seated in first class, so we got off of the airplane and across the airport very quickly.
On the far side of the arrival level we encountered a group of black suited limousine drivers holding up signs. One of the signs read, JTandR.
Tonya, who was leading our group glanced back at all of us and said; "There's our driver."
She walked up to the man holding the sign. "Hi, I'm Tonya Lewis. We're the JTandR group."
The limo driver nodded. "Hello Ms. Lewis, I'm Carl. Please follow me, the car is right outside this door."
We followed Carl through the exit. Outside there was a line of limousines parked next to the curb. He motioned towards a large black stretch Limo to our left. "That's the car." He held the door while all eight of us climbed inside. It was a large vehicle. It could easily have accommodated at least six more people.
Evergreen was located on the edge of an outer ring suburb of Charleston. It took us about twenty minutes to get there. The grounds were surrounded by an eight foot tall wrought iron fence.
Carl pulled the limousine into the driveway and stopped. A large iron gate blocked our way. He opened his window and pushed a button on a metal box attached to a wooden pole. After a moment the gate swung open. As we passed through the gate I noticed that two video cameras were mounted on the top of the fence. One on each side of the driveway.
We wound through a dense forest made up of tall, very straight pine trees. After about a quarter of a mile we emerged into an open area that was at least five or six acres of well kept lawn and beautiful gardens. A immense mansion made of gray marble stood in the center of this open area.
Carl followed the driveway around an ornate fountain and pulled the limousine to a stop in front of a impressive marble portico. A slender middle aged man with gray hair was waiting for us on the steps. He was dressed in a formal black tail coat and white tie.
Kelly leaned over and whispered into my ear. "That's Edward, he's the head butler at Evergreen."
I smiled. This was the first time I'd ever encountered a butler.
Carl got out of the limousine and opened the door for us. Edward waited silently on the steps while we all emerged from the car. When he saw Wendell I noticed a slight flicker of surprise in his eyes.
As soon as we were all standing on the sidewalk Edward walked straight over to Wendell and said; "Mr. Tyler, it's a pleasure to see you, but I must admit that I am a little bit surprised. I was under the impression that you would be arriving later this afternoon with Mr. Jackson and Mr. Reynolds."
Wendell smiled. "It's all right Edward. We have several new employees. Late last night I decided that I wanted to fly down with them today." He turned to Elvira who was standing next to him. "This is Elvira Higgins. She's Tonya's new assistant. Elvira, this is Edward. He's the head of the household staff at Evergreen."
Elvira extended her hand. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you Edward. Please call me Ellie."
Edward took her hand. He didn't shake it, he just held it. As he held it he bowed politely and said, "Welcome to Evergreen Ellie. We've exchanged so many emails in the last day that I feel like we're already well acquainted."
Smiling, Elvira said; "Yes, I feel the same way."
"Edward, this is Kirby Lundquist." Wendell had stepped behind Kirby and had his hand on his shoulder. Kirby was standing next to Tonya. They were holding hands.
Edward noticed. He glanced at Tonya and smiled. She smiled back at him. Turning to Kirby, he extended his hand and said; "Welcome to Evergreen Kirby."
Grinning, Kirby took Edward's hand and shook it vigorously. "Thank you Edward, this is a magnificent house."
Edward nodded.
Kirby kept shaking his hand.
Tonya leaned over and whispered, "Let go of his hand dear."
Kirby's smile disappeared. Quickly releasing Edward's hand he nervously stuttered, "Ah yes, I'm sorry, I ah didn't mean to..."
Edward flashed him a gracious smile and said, "It's all right Cookie." He paused. "May I call you Cookie?"
Kirby's grin reappeared. "Yes sir, I'd like that very much."
Suddenly I sensed Wendell's presence behind me and then I felt his hand on my shoulder. "Edward, I assume that you can guess who this is."
Turning to Kelly, Edward asked, "Is this Timmy?"
Kelly grabbed my hand and gave it a firm squeeze. "Yes Edward, it is."
Edward slowly shook his head. "Kelly honey, we were all beside ourselves with worry when we heard about the trouble the two of you were having. We were so relieved when we found out that you were going to be here for this party." He smiled. "And then when we heard that the illustrious Timmy was actually coming with you, well that's all Maurice, Doris, Cassie, Florence, Nathan and Ben have been able to talk about for the entire morning."
I glanced at Kelly. She shrugged. I rolled my eyes. Barely able to suppress a giggle, she winked at me.
I felt a finger poking me in the back. I turned. Mandy was wiggling her eyebrows. I shook my head.
Wendell walked up the steps and grabbed Edward's arm. "Then we'd better not waste anymore time. Let's go inside and find them."
Edward laughed. "That shouldn't be difficult. I'm sure they're all waiting in the foyer."
We all followed Wendell and Edward up the front steps. As we walked through a set of solid oak double doors that must have been at least twelve feet tall and ten feet wide, Kelly leaned over and whispered; "Timmy you are going to be so amazed by this house."
I looked around. I truly was amazed.
We passed through a short entry hallway. On my left there was what appeared to be a cloak room. On my right there was a small study or office.
I only gave those two rooms a quick glance because the space in front of us immediately grabbed my attention. It was an oval room maybe forty feet wide and thirty feet deep. On both the right and the left ends of the oval there were wide marble staircases leading up to the next floor. On the opposite side of the oval there was another corridor that lead to the rest of the first floor.
When I looked up the gilt domed ceiling was three stories above us. A marble railing guarded the edges of both the second and third floors.
Ahead of us six people were standing in the middle of the oval. A slightly built man with short gray hair and a full figured woman of about the same age, both dressed in the white jackets and pants commonly worn by chefs; were on the left. Two women dressed in maids uniforms; one middle aged and white, the other young and black, were standing next to them. To their right were two men. The first, a young white man, was wearing a tail coat and white tie similar to Edward's. The other, a large black man with white hair, was dressed in overalls and work boots.
Kelly whispered, "Timmy, this is the reception hall and those people are the staff at Evergreen." Grabbing my hand, she said; "Come on, you have to meet them. They're all good friends."
Kelly pulled me out ahead of our group. The waiting assembly of household staff were all grinning at us as we hurried over to them.
"Everybody, this is Timmy." Kelly paused for a moment and then she said, "I was afraid that I'd never get to see any of you again." Letting go of my hand she ran to the large black man in overalls and hugged him. "Hi Ben, how is Sarah doing?"
"She's good Kelly, the doctors just told us that it looks like the chemotherapy destroyed all of the cancer."
"That's wonderful news!"
Ben smiled.
Kelly paused for a moment and then she said, "Ben this is Timmy. Timmy, this is my good friend Ben."
Ben grabbed my hand with both of his hands. His hands were large and strong and they completely engulfed mine, but his handshake was remarkably gentle. "Timmy, it's a pleasure to finally get to meet you. Kelly has told us so many wonderful things about you."
I was overwhelmed by this reception and more than just a little chagrined. Totally befuddled, I barely managed to stammer out, "I umm...,thank you, it's a pleasure to..."