Taking stock of my situation was difficult. It was now around 18 months since the fancy dress party where I had taken Kaye. So many women had come and gone, lots of sex but little intimacy was making me feel lonely and I just wanted a break to think things through.
As it was now getting towards the end of summer I took two weeks off and Kaye and I went up to the winterless north for a short break.
There had been no secrets kept from Kaye, so as we ran thru the list of women I'd been with I couldn't help but feel odd. I'd fucked so many women, lots of them married and with kids, yet Kaye stood by me, albeit at a little distance. She had encouraged me all the way to use my endowment to gain financially, coaching and guiding me, and often fucking me wildly as I told her of my exploits. Over the period we'd been using each other she had gotten more daring, fucking in semi public places like young lovers.
Kaye also kept reminding me not to let anybody get too much control over me. Sally at the gym was easy enough to handle, but Vera at the tennis club was wealthy and was a more difficult lady to deal with.
One proposition that Vera had put to me was to take on a position at a country club she owned, as masseur. The way Vera put it; the couples coming there were all wealthy and bored. The men would play golf while the ladies spent time in the spa and beauty centre. A nice young masseur with a stiff cock could do wonders for middle-aged well-kept ladies who spent little time in bed with their husbands… As I ran this by Kaye she saw the same problem I did, Vera's' turf and completely at Vera's mercy. Not to mention the danger of banging a rich guys' wife more or less right under his nose!
Sue had also done some good work, putting me in touch with a couple of good prospective employers. All above board, using my chosen profession to further my career. I'd have to go back to do some further study to finish off my previous studies in purchasing/logistics/materials planning, but that looked like a welcome distraction at this point.
With all these things discussed on our trip to our holiday destination, Kaye set about changing the mood to hot lusty sex. At the last fuel stop, she had changed into shorts and singlet, strappy sandals now the focus as they made her calf muscles tense as she walked. Watching her tanned legs I was soon in the mood to fuck my older woman, and she knew it too, hiding behind her dark sunglasses.
"Oh hey Nick, did I mention this club we're going to is a nude holiday camp?" Kaye asked as I drove.
"Haha, you're so funny," I laughed. She'd joked about taking me to a nude beach before, but up until now it had only been talk.
"Not joking lover, I plan to be naked for the next ten days, be interesting to see if you chicken out or if you're happy to swing your donger in the breeze…." Kaye trailed off as she pondered the prospect of having other women see what she was getting stuffed into her pussy on a regular basis.
"OK, ten days in the nude, sounds good to me m'am," I laughed, not wanting to be the shy one now. Kaye just grinned as she watched me. Over time I'd gotten more comfortable with my heavy cock in the open, but the general idea of a nude club made me uneasy. As it turned out I need not have worried, as the whole atmosphere was not about sex, but being free and naked, not being judged at all. We had long days on the beach, long lazy lunches in the shade and spent our nights making love, something we'd not done properly for a while.
At one point when I was doggy fucking Kaye, watching the sun and moon tattoos on her lower back wiggle that I reflected back on where I'd first fucked Kaye. The fancy dress ball, dancing with her, my cock throbbing against her, taking her to the room Mandy had booked, fucking her while Mandy watched…. How from that point on things had slowly snowballed out of control… How I needed to start anew…
The holiday was over far too quick. Home and back to work, decide which job to take, Kaye getting pissed off with me about actually leaving the firm I'd worked three years for. I think she was pissed because she could now no longer take advantage of me at work, no more quickies in the warehouse, no more walking around at work with her pussy full of my cum, glowing with that ‘freshly-fucked-look' as she went about her work. As my days came to an end, Kaye got really miffed and told me I should go out with a big bang, drill and fill that ‘English slut' at my farewell. The English slut in question being Jodie, who by now had been around for 3 months and had been working hard at teasing me, after all at the cocktail party she had the nerve to unzip me and have my donger rubbing against her tummy on the dance floor!
My farewell was held in the company lunchroom on a Friday night after work. It was intended as basic drinks and nibbles, play a game of pool and that'll be it. Not that it turned out that simple, with Kaye, Alison, Sue, Christina, Judy all having been impaled on my cock, and Jodie having fondled me. I thought I could handle this, but the way the women took turns at groping me was excruciating. It really made we wary of getting involved with co-workers again in the future… Luckily I managed to sneak off alone.
I'd only been home half an hour when the doorbell rang and I found Jodie standing there, looking very dishy and ready for action. Her heavy breasts nearly falling out of her top, denim skirt about mid thigh and her long leather boots almost as high as the hem of her skirt.
"So, what's with running off sneakily then? Scared I was gonna rape you at work?" Jodie asked as she pushed me down the hall and slammed the door.
"No, just didn't want any complications…." I muttered as Jodie click clacked her way after me.
She just laughed softly, produced a set of handcuffs and in a flash had my hands cuffed behind my back. My cock twitched in response, as I'd not been taken that way before. Leading me into the garage, Jodie pulled out my exercise bench and soon had me tied securely to the bench, now stark naked and throbbing in the air. With my feet cuffed at one end I couldn't move, my hands under the bench meant I couldn't fight back and was now just watching Jodie circle me slowly.
"So for 2 months I tease you and you don't respond," Jodie began. She took off her top and skirt to reveal a snug fitting bodysuit, black just like the mid thigh leather boots. "Seeing as I always get my man I just decided to take charge," she said softly.
Taking a small crop from her bag of goodies, she ran a slow trail from my neck down to my feet, carefully avoiding my twitching cock. Seeing my dick twitch, she smacked my shaft lightly with the riding crop, causing me to groan at the combination of pleasure and pain.
After maybe an hour of this slow tortuous teasing I was blind folded. Now her hands run over my body, taking care once more to avoid my turgid member and swollen balls. Next she takes hold of my cock at the base of the shaft and shakes it a little. Feeling my heavy cock sway is so hot, but when she slaps me hard with the tips of her fingers right on my knob the pleasure subsides quickly.
