Courtesan

This is the forty-third episode in a series entitled "Courtesan". If you have not read the previous forty-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.

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After Mr. Jackson left the room Donny looked at me and said, "Martin told me that you're married to Melody, the woman who's entertaining Tyler tonight. He said that her real name is Kelly. Is that correct?"

"Yes sir, Melody is my wife and her real name is Kelly."

"Timmy I would prefer it if you didn't call me sir. I would very much like the three of us to be equals."

Smiling at him, I said; "I'll try Donny, but it might be difficult. You're a millionaire and I, well I haven't done very much since I graduated from college."

Donny chuckled. "Actually Timmy, I'm a billionaire."

Kirby shook his head. "That makes it even more difficult. I'm just a retired navy cock. I don't think I've ever met a millionaire, let alone a billionaire."

"Actually Kirby, I'm quite certain that Martin, John and Wendell are all billionaires and Tyler Greer, Jason Foley and Brad Cameron are worth at least a hundred million dollars each."

Donny paused or a moment and then he grinned and added; "And then of course there is the lovely and exotic Natasha. Yes, I'm referring to your girlfriend Tonya. During the past two years Martin has had me handle some investments for her. I know that her total assets now approach thirty million dollars."

Kirby stared at him in shock. After a moment he quietly said, "Tonya? I knew that she had some money, but I never realized..." He shook his head. "What could possibly make her want to hang around with someone like me?"

"Because you're a kind and gentle man who cares about her. You're also willing to accept who she is and how she made her money without judging her." Donny put his hand on Kirby's shoulder. "Listen to me, Tonya knows how proud you are and she's terrified that you'll leave her when you find out how much money she actually has. Kirby she's already madly in love with you and she's worried sick that she's going to lose you over this."

"How do you know that?"

"After we left the playhouse we went up to my room. She did a very erotic strip tease for me and then she pulled down my pajama bottoms, took off my cock cage and gave me the world's sweetest blow job." He looked at Kirby. "I hope I'm not upsetting you by telling you that."

Kirby shook his head. "No, it's all right. I kind of assumed something like that was going to happen. I gather that was the special surprise she was talking about."

"Actually it wasn't"

Kirby stared at him with a puzzled expression. "It wasn't?"

"No, it wasn't"

"May I ask what the special surprise was?" I was now very curious.

Donny turned to me and smiled. "Yes Timmy, you may. In fact I'm glad that you want to know. After we finish this conversation about money, it will be a good transition to the other topic that I want to discuss with the two of you tonight."

He paused for a moment and then he said, "But first let me answer the question that Kirby asked me a minute ago. After Tonya finished giving me that wonderful blow job we sat on my bed and talked for almost an hour. At first we talked about her finances and possible future investment plans. Personal goals are an important part of investment planning, so the conversation quickly shifted to her relationship with you Kirby. Now do you understand why we ended up talking about you?"

Kirby nodded. "Yes sir, I mean Donny. Yes I do, thank you."

Donny looked at Kirby. "You are huge part of Tonya's plans for the future. She's a wonderful woman and Kirby, you seem to be a wonderful man. She already loves you and she's made the decision that she wants to spend the rest of her life with you. Please don't let her wealth come between the two of you.'

"I don't know if I can be a kept man."

Shaking his head, Donny said, "Kirby, she doesn't want you to be a kept man and you wouldn't be a kept man. You have a pension from the navy, correct?"

"Yes."

"And you drive a Lincoln for JTandR, right."

"Yes."

"Does Martin pay you a good income?"

Kirby smiled. "Yes, he's very generous."

"If you were to leave Tonya and live on your own would you be comfortable?"

Laughing, Kirby said; "Yes, I'd be very comfortable. I'm about to start bringing home three times as much money as I've ever earned in my entire life."

"It doesn't sound to me like you'd be a kept man."

"But Tonya's a millionaire."

"Yes and she's worked very hard to amass that fortune. Kirby, how many men do you think she had to have sex with in order to earn that much money?"

"I don't know, a lot I guess."

"Let's think about it. Tonya is forty-two."

"Yes she is."

"And she went to work for JTandR about five years ago, isn't that right."

"That's about right, It was a gradual process. At first she was a call girl that they hired on a regular basis."

Donny nodded and then he said, "Let's say that she started in the business when she was twenty."

"Actually I think she was eighteen."

"Let's be conservative and call it twenty. That means she worked as an escort for about seventeen years. "

Kirby nodded. "Okay."

"How many weeks a year do you think she worked?"

Smiling, Kirby said; "I think she worked all the time."

"Okay, let's say that she worked five days a week for forty-eight weeks a year. Again were being conservative in our estimate."

Donald paused. I think he was giving us an opportunity to assimilate everything he'd said so far. After a moment he continued. "How many men do you think she saw in a day?"

"She told me that sometimes it was as many as six or seven."

"Why don't we call it four."

Kirby nodded in agreement.

"All right, four men a day, five days a week for forty-eight weeks a year. That means she saw roughly nine hundred and sixty men a year. For ease of computation let's say that she saw a thousand men a year."

Shaking his head, Kirby quietly said, "Seventeen thousand men."

"I'm sure that she had a lot of regular customers so it wasn't seventeen thousand different men. It was probably more like five or six thousand."

"Five or six thousand different men? Are you trying to convince me to stop seeing Tonya?"

"No Kirby, I'm not. What I'm trying to do is help you appreciate just what she had to do to get her thirty million dollars. Kirby this woman worked hard and she was frugal. She didn't spend her money on drugs, designer clothes, fancy cars, big houses or expensive jewelry. She saved it and when she had enough saved she invested it. JTandR bought her the Mercedes. She used to drive a small Chevrolet. She still buys her clothes at T.J. Maxx. She lives in an apartment and she wears department store jewelry. Kirby, it's time for Tonya to start spending her money and she wants to be able to spend it with you."

"But if she starts spending her money, won't she go broke?"

Donny smiled. "Leave that to Martin Jackson, John Reynolds, Wendell Tyler and me. They used to say that the first million was the hardest to make. Now it's more like the first ten million, but she has that. Don't worry Kirby, we'll make sure that you and Tonya never run out of money."

Kirby thought about all of this for a moment and then he turned and looked at me. He didn't say anything. I don't think he knew what to say.

I smiled at him. "Face it Kirb, you've got a rich girlfriend."

Kirby shook his head. "But I don't want a rich girlfriend. I just want Tonya."

Donny chuckled. "Unfortunately Kirby, she comes with the money."

He sighed. "All right, what should I do?"

"first of all you need to reassure her. You need to tell her that you know about her money and that it doesn't make any difference to you. She needs to know that you still want to be with her."

"But then won't she worry that I'm just hanging around with her because of her money?"

"No Kirby, she won't. She recognizes the depth of your character. Above all else she trusts you."

Kirby shrugged. "It doesn't matter, I'll never be able to hang on to her."

Donny stared at him. "What do you mean?

"I'm nothing but a fat old ugly retired navy cook who's arms are covered with tattoos. Tonya is a beautiful, middle aged woman and she's a millionaire. It won't be long before rich playboys and movie stars are flocking around her."

Shaking his head, Donny said; "Kirby, Kirby, Kirby, give Tonya some credit and give yourself some too. You are not just a," He smiled. "How did you just put it? A fat old ugly retired navy cook who's arms are covered with tattoos?"

Kirby nodded.

Donny smiled. "No Kirby, when Tonya looks at you that is not what she sees. She sees a kind and gentle man who knows how to love. That's what Tonya wants and I am certain that she would give up every dollar she's ever made just to be able to spend the rest of her life being loved by a man like you."

Donny paused. He appeared to be thinking about his next words. Finally he said, "Kirby, Tonya's spent her entire adult life having sex with men; old men, young men, fat men, thin men, kind men and I'm sure sometimes crude men. That life has taught her that beauty is not in the face or the abs or the pecs or the butt or even the cock. She's learned that beauty is in the heart. Kirby, you have an enormous heart and it's filled with love. Tonya wants your heart and she doesn't care about anything else. "

For a moment all three of us were silent. I know that I was deeply moved and looking at him I was certain that Kirby was too.

Finally Kirby said; "You told me that I should tell Tonya that I know about her money. Can I tell her that you told me?"

"Yes, that would be fine. Actually I told her that I was going to tell you."

"You did?'

"Yes."

"And she was okay with that?"

"She's worried about how you're going to react, but she realizes that eventually you have to know. She doesn't want any secrets in her relationship with you. Also, you have to know about the money because she wants to be able to spend it with you. That's very important to her."

Kirby slowly nodded. After a moment he asked, "What should I say to her after I tell her that you told me about the money?"

"Kirby, do you love Tonya?"

"Yes, I think I do." He shook his head. "No, I'm sure I do."

"Tell her that and after you tell her that, tell her that it doesn't make any difference to you if she's rich or she's poor, you just want to spend the rest of your life with her." He smiled. "And then hold her. Hold her in your arms."

"Hold her?'

Donny nodded. "Yes, Tonya loves sex, she always will. I'm sure that she loves sex with you, but you can give her something that she wants even more. You can hold her in your arms and make her feel safe and loved."

Kirby smiled. "I can do that."

Donny took a sip of his scotch. I suddenly realized that we'd been so preoccupied with the discussion that both Kirby and I had forgotten to even taste the whisky that we'd been so eager to try earlier in the evening.

I picked up my glass and looked at my friend. He was deep in thought. I set the glass back down and said, "Kirby."

He looked up at me.

"Buddy as soon as we're done talking with Donny you're going to get to go see her. Everything will be okay."

He smiled. "Timmy, Donny just said that Tonya told him that she loves me."

"She did tell me that Kirby."

Kirby grinned. "Timmy, in my entire life I have never been as happy as I am right now."

"Buddy, you have a glass of eighteen year old scotch in front of you. I think that might just be the perfect way to celebrate this moment."

Donny held up his glass. "It's certainly my first choice."

Kirby picked up his glass. I picked up mine too."

Donny held his out and said, "To Tonya, Kelly and Michelle; our beautiful ladies."

We clinked our glasses and each of us took a sip.

Kirby looked at me. "Timmy, this is pretty good stuff."

I nodded. "Yes it is."

We both took another sip.

Donny was watching us. As we set our glasses down he said, "I get the impression that the two of you are not used to drinking eighteen year old Chivas."

I smiled at him. "Donny, this is the first time that the either of us has ever tasted eighteen year old Chivas."

"And I gather that you like it."

Kirby chuckled. "Oh yes."

Donny took out a small voice recorder and spoke into it, "Send a case of eighteen year old Chivas Regal to both Kirby Lundquist and Timothy Jamieson in care of JTandR."

He put the voice recorder back in his pocket and said, "Every morning when I get into my office I give the previous days recorder to my secretary, Evelyn and she gives me a blank one. It's a very efficient way to relay instructions and information to her."

Kirby shook his head. "Donny, a case of that scotch costs a lot of money. It's a nice gesture, but it isn't necessary."

"Kirby, a lot of money is a relative term. From now on, every time I pour a glass of this whisky for myself, I'll think about the two of you and hope that your both pouring one for yourselves at the same time." He laughed. "Besides, you both work for JTandR. Evelyn will just put it down as a business expense."

I smiled. "Donny thank you very much. It will be appreciated and I guarantee you that every time either one of us pours a glass, we will think of you."

He grinned. "Timmy, that will make it worth every penny that I paid for it."

I took another sip of the whisky. After I set down my glass I looked at Donny and said, "Okay, I think it's time for you to tell us about that special surprise you were supposed to get from Tonya."

Donny nodded. "Yes it is."

Donny stared at his drink for a moment and then he took a deep breath and said, "I'm a submissive cuckold. I don't think that statement comes as a big shock to either of you. You both saw what Tonya was doing with me this afternoon and evening and you both also heard my three friends talk about their relationship with my wife."

Kirby and I both nodded.

Kirby said, "This afternoon I was on the other side of the swimming pool, so I don't think I heard as much as Timmy did. I did overhear enough to know that your friends have sex with your wife and you enjoy watching them."

"While I do enjoy watching, getting to do it is a rare treat for me. When my wife is entertaining other men I'm occasionally allowed be around them while they're socializing in our living room, but once Michelle and her lover are ready to move to the master bedroom I generally have to retire to my little boy's bedroom where I lie in my single bed and listen to them through the open doors."

He smiled. "When she's having a good time Michelle can be quite vocal."

Kirby and I both grinned.

Donny shook his head. "You cannot imagine how nice it is to be able to talk about this with two other men without getting expressions of shock, pity or disdain as a response. Tyler, Brad and Jason are my friends. They try to understand, but you heard them this afternoon. They don't get it. They go along with it because I'm their friend" He chuckled. "And of course, because they get to fuck my wife. Michelle is a very attractive woman and wildly uninhibited in bed."

All three of us laughed.

After a moment I said, "Angela..."

Donny interjected, "You mean Mandy."

I nodded; "Yes, Mandy. Mandy is a submissive."

"I gathered that from the show that Keisha and your wife put on with her in the playhouse this evening."

I smiled. "Actually that show surprised me. When she's working, Mandy generally uses the name Mitzi. Just before your group arrived Kelly informed me that I was supposed to address Mandy as Angela rather than Mitzi because she was going to be taking the role of a superior for this party."

Donny slowly nodded his head. "I find that very interesting."

"Why is that?"

My wife tells me that when she and Jason are having a private party he can be extremely dominant with her. Michelle is a natural superior and always takes a dominant role with me, but with the right man she occasionally enjoys being submissive. I suspect that Martin, John and Wendell were trying to be discreet about the games that Jason and Mandy might be playing in the privacy of Jason's bedroom."

I shook my head. "But if that's the case, why make Mandy a submissive in the sex show?"

"For Jason's benefit. I'm sure he found it very erotic. Actually it was obvious that all three men were aroused by the performance, but I'm quite certain that Jason was the only one who picked up the message that the women were sending."

Kirby looked at Donny. "Are you suggesting that Tyler and Brad are a little slow?"

Donny laughed. "Not at all. I just think that because of Jason's sexual tastes he's a little more tuned into that particular message. In an atmosphere charged with sexual excitement most men tend to become a bit obtuse."

I said, "The three of us picked it up."

Kirby was nodding. Apparently the same thought had occurred to him.

Donny answered, "Yes but we're aroused by dominant submissive sex games. All three of us are very sensitive to the message that was being sent."

I smiled. I was beginning to understand how Donald Kline had become a billionaire. He had a very keen understanding of human nature.

Donald took a sip of his whisky. Kirby and I both followed his lead. As we set our glasses down he looked at me and said, "Earlier you were going to tell us something about Mandy. What was it?"

"Yes I was. As we've already established, Mandy is a submissive. She is a much more experienced submissive than either Kirby or me. When you were mentioning that Brad, Jason and Tyler didn't understand your inclinations, I remembered one of Mandy's favorite comments."

"What is it."

"Only another masochistic submissive can understand the thrill and pleasure we get from being dominated, humiliated and abused."

Donald laughed. "And that my new friends is the second reason I wanted to meet and talk with you tonight."

Kirby looked at him. "What do you mean?"

"Kirby, of course the primary reason that I asked to meet with the two of you was to try to help you understand and accept the fact that Tonya is wealthy. Tonya requested that I include Timmy in that discussion. She knows that you're close friends and she thought that his advice and support might be very helpful for you."

Kirby and I both nodded.

"I was happy to include Timmy because I had an ulterior motive."

"What was it?" I was now very curious.

"The two of you are the first submissive cuckolds that I've ever met. Because of my standing in the financial community, Michelle and I try to be discreet about our sexual inclinations. Tyler Greer, Brad Cameron, Jason Foley, two of Michelle's favorite boyfriends, her girlfriend and of course everyone here at Evergreen are the only people who know the true nature of our relationship. The rest of the lovers that Michelle entertains and all of her friends believe that we simply have an open marriage. That explanation seems to be much more palatable to most people and it still allows Michelle to openly date other men."

Kirby shook his head. "Don't your wife's lovers think it's weird when they see you in your little boys bedroom?"

I added, "Or serving them drinks and dinner and acting like a slave?"

"Our master bedroom is at the top of the stairs. My little boys bedroom is next door. Tyler, Brad, Jason, the two boyfriends and Michelle's girlfriend are the only people who are allowed to go beyond the door to the master bedroom." He smiled. "As I said earlier, Michelle is a beautiful woman. When she's taking a man to our master bedroom for sex he has little interest in exploring the rest of the house. As to serving drinks and acting like a slave, I only do that with Tyler, Brad, Jason, the two boyfriends and Michelle's girlfriend."