This is the forty-sixth episode in a series entitled "Courtesan". If you have not read the previous forty-five 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.
It was almost four o'clock by the time Kelly and I arrived at our house. As soon as we were inside Kelly looked at me and said, "I don't know about you, but I could use a nap."
I smiled. "I could too."
As we walked to the bedroom I asked, "What time are you supposed to meet Allen Richmond?" Allen Richmond was the name of the investor from Seattle. The man Kelly was scheduled to entertain that night.
"John, Martin and Wendell are planning to take him to dinner at the Goldenrod at 6:30. They told me that they'll have him in my suite at the Calvert at 8:30."
"Are you planning to have dinner at The Goldenrod tonight?"
"No, this evening I'm the only one working. Unless you want to join me I'd have to eat alone." She looked at me. "Would you like to have dinner at The Goldenrod? It would be on the firm's tab."
"If that's what you'd like to do, I will; but I'd rather eat at home."
Kelly smiled. "So would I. Do you have anything in the freezer? It would be nice if you didn't have to go to the store."
"I just happen to have two small tenderloins."
"Do we have any baking potatoes?"
"Yes we do."
"I want to be sure that I'm on time for my date with Allen, so I should leave for the Calvert by 7:30. You should have dinner ready at 6:30."
Kelly walked over, put her arms around me and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips. "That gives us plenty of time for a little training session followed by a nice nap."
"A training session?"
"Don't you remember? This morning you told me that you wanted to learn how to last a little longer when we're fooling around."
Nodding, I said; "And you told me that you thought you could train me like a coach trains an athlete."
Kelly smiled. "That's right and this afternoon we're going to begin that training. Our first session is going to focus on how to delay an orgasm while receiving a hot sloppy blow job." She winked at me. "A long slow, hot sloppy blow job."
Giving my butt a quick pat, she said, "Take the steaks out of the freezer and get the potatoes ready for the oven. While you're doing that I'm going to lay out the lingerie and business suit I'm planning to wear this evening."
I grinned at her. "I'm on it."
As I turned to go to the kitchen, Kelly asked, "Do we have any frozen vegetables?"
"We have both broccoli and green beans."
"Let's have green beans, broccoli sometimes gives me gas."
I laughed. "We certainly want to avoid that tonight, don't we."
"Yes we do." Kelly was giggling.
While I was scrubbing the potatoes, the telephone rang. I picked it up and said, "Kelly Mason's residence."
"Timmy, this is Tonya."
"Hi Tonya, do you want to talk to Kelly?"
"No I can talk to you. Timmy, Barry called me on my cell phone while we were riding home in the Lincoln this afternoon. He told me that he found a very interesting house for us to look at."
"Tonya, that's great news. When can we see it?"
"I made a tentative appointment for ten o'clock tomorrow morning. Is that too early?"
"Hold on a minute, I'll check with Kelly."
Hanging on to the telephone, I ran to the bedroom. Kelly was holding up a black garter belt. "Kelly, it's Tonya. Barry the realtor called her this afternoon. He has another house for us to look at."
Kelly set the garter belt down on the bed. "Let me talk to her."
I handed Kelly the telephone.
"Hi Tonnie, this is exciting. What did Barry tell you about the house?"
Kelly listened for a moment and then she said, "This really does sound interesting. When can we see it?"
"Yes, ten o'clock will be just fine." Turning to me, Kelly said; "Timmy there's a pen and paper on my makeup table. Write down this address."
I picked up the pen.
Kelly said, "1214 Oak Grove Drive."
She watched as I wrote the address on the note pad. As soon as I was finished she said; "Tonya, we'll meet you there in the morning. Yes, I agree, this is very exciting."
I tapped my wife's shoulder. She looked at me.
"Kelly, I need to talk to Tonya again."
Kelly nodded to me and then she said, "Tonnie, Timmy wants to talk to you again."
"I'll see you tomorrow Tonnie." Kelly listened. After a moment she laughed. "Yes, I'll make sure that Allen has a very good time tonight. Here's Timmy."
Kelly handed the telephone back to me.
"Tonya, I need to ask you something."
"All right.'
"Last night, after everyone went to bed, I had a long talk with Martin Jackson."
"Really? What did you talk about?"
"Lots of things and I can tell you all about them tomorrow morning, but right now I have a question for you."
"Okay."
"Mr. Jackson would like to live in the house with us..."
"What did you just say?" Tonya's voice reflected her surprise.
"Mr. Jackson would like to have an apartment in the house. He'd like to live with us."
"Martin?" Tonya paused for a moment and then she said, "I never thought...I mean he's a billionaire."
"He is, but so is Mr. Tyler and he's going to live in the house."
"Yes, but Wendell wants to live there so that he can be with Elvira." She paused. "And Wendell is different than Martin. He's more congenial. Martin is always so aloof, so businesslike, even during sex. Timmy, we work for him. He's like the czar of JTandR. Why would he want to live with us?"
"Tonya, do you remember how lonely you were before you met Kirby?"
She quietly answered, "Yes I do."
"Mr. Jackson is just as lonely. Tonya, we're the only real friends he has"
Tonya sighed. "I do love him and I know that he would do anything in the world for me and I'd definitely do anything in the world for him. It's just hard for me to imagine that he really wants to be my friend. Timmy, I'm just an old whore."
"Tonya, you're the sweetest, most wonderful old whore I've ever met."
Laughing, Tonya asked; "Timmy, how many old whores have you actually met?"
"Truthfully, I haven't met any. I consider you to be an elegant and sophisticated courtesan in the prime of her life."
Still laughing Tonya said, "And you, my good friend, are a devilishly cute charmer."
Tonya paused again and then she said, "Timmy, I'm still not sure I understand why he wants to live with us; but if he does, I think Martin would make a wonderful roommate. I would love to have him in the house with us and I'm quite certain that Kirby, Elvira and Wendell would all agree with that."
"Tonya, have you already called Keisha and Antoine."
"No, I'm planning to call them next."
"When you call them would you please ask them about Mr. Jackson?"
"I will Timmy, but I'm fairly sure that they'll feel the same way. Both of them love Martin."
Tonya was silent for a moment and then she said, "Timmy, what about Mandy? This might be hard for her. She's in love with Martin."
"I know, but I think that problem might be resolved tonight."
"What does that mean Timmy?"
"I'm sorry Tonnie, but this discussion will have to wait until tomorrow morning."
"Timmy, you can't tease me like this."
"Tonnie, let's just say that tonight the decision about Mr. Jackson and Mandy's future is going to be entirely up to Mandy."
"Are you telling me that..."
"I'm not telling you anything Tonya. We all have to wait until tomorrow to see what happens."
"Does this mean that Mandy won't be living with you and Kel."
"Tonnie, we have to wait until tomorrow."
Tonya laughed. "Timmy, you're a good friend, but you are pathetic gossip."