I found my way to the breakfast room and approached the waitress on duty. She asked for my room number "Room 206. But.." I didn't get to finish trying to explain that the breakfast was additional.
"Ah, yes -- I have a note here from night reception. She nodded. The table for one isn't it. This way please." she led me quickly through to the centre of the room to a lone table in the middle of all the myriad of couples enjoying their romantic breakfasts together. The table was small. Truly a table set for one. This set-up had 'Mikey woz here' written all over it!
This guy really did like to play humiliating mind games it seemed. They were working too. I realised immediately that Mikey must have ordered this table at the same time as he was collecting the bottle of Champagne. Both on my room! In order to do that, he must have ordered them when he was in possession of Sammy's room key. Which must have been, before our conversation in the main lobby bar! I permitted myself a wry smile. You just had to admire his cheek. At that point he couldn't possibly have known that the door to room 206 was even going to be unlocked when he got upstairs. But it seemed that he must have been pretty damned sure. The cocky bastard. And most annoyingly, he had been proven to be right! -- I could seriously get to dislike this smart-arse.
The condemned man ate a hearty breakfast. Full English. Then tea. Followed by much more tea. My phone didn't ring. I ordered more tea. At 11 o'clock, just as the staff were clearing the last of the tables, Mikey sauntered across the room to my table. "Sammy is resting and making herself even more beautiful for me than she already is. As if that were even possible, eh Cuckles!" There was that wink again. "I think I could get used to waking up to your gorgeous wife's sensual attentions like that every morning. She really is insatiable, don't you find?" He grinned smugly. No secret then as to how he had spent the last couple of hours while I sat here waiting. "Come, we should talk." He led the way out to one of the comfortable sofa's in one of the quiet little rest room alcoves that were dotted around the hotel drawing room area. He ordered two coffees, flashing my room key by way of payment.
"Well?" he asked, looking me inquisitively, straight in the eye. I didn't know what he wanted or expected me to say. I actually had no words. "OK then, I'll lead this." He said firmly.
"I really, really enjoy making love with Sammy. She is one very hot, very sensual, classy and gorgeous lady. Obviously wasted on you, I'd say." I stuttered and choked on my coffee. "But that's only the beginning for me. For us." He waited for my cogs to whir for a bit. "In truth, I don't want to merely make love to your wife Cuckles. I fully intend to charm Sammy into becoming my sole lover, confidante and true friend. Nothing underhand, No trickery. I'm being totally up-front that I really do like her a lot. And in the process of seducing your gorgeous wife, I'm going to fuck with your mind and -- if I want -- your body too."
He was really warming to his own theme now. "You won't believe the places that your mind is going to go, or the things you are going to do. But I know enough from your reactions so far that you're not capable of resisting. My main focus will always be Sammy. That goes without saying. I'm afraid that you are in the way of me holding her primary attention. So, I've decided to change things around a little. In case you hadn't quite registered the fact, that change process has begun. Hold on tight Cuckles, your demotion is already being processed." He smiled.
"It's best all round if you just agree to help me. I need to know that I can trust you completely to help me seduce your wife in mind, body and soul. Nothing under-handed you understand. Simply give me appropriate guidance so that I can make her happy, please her and never upset her. In short, make sure that I don't screw it up! That's all I'm asking." I moved to protest that there was no way I was going to do any such a thing. For a start, what he suggested sounded under-handed even if he said that it wasn't. Then there was the small point that I was not going to hand my gorgeous wife to him on a plate. No way! At the end of the day, he was our plaything, not the other way around! I didn't get the chance to say a word.
"Of course, It did occur to me that you might not be entirely inclined to do that. So, whilst you were contemplating your navel in the bathroom last night, I took the liberty of copying your phone's contacts list onto my phone. And now, also on my phone - thanks to Sammy's excellent filming skills - sits a very clear video footage of you sucking a nice meaty cock and eating cum. Naughty Boy!" he smiled as he wagged his finger at me again. "Now, of course, I'd hate for that video to get accidentally circulated to your contact list. But my fingers do get a tad accident prone when I get frustrated you see? It's a cursed nuisance when that happens"
The fact that he had me completely snookered didn't escape me for a second.
"Good, then we are agreed? You will do whatever I want, and you will steer me in the right direction with pleasing your wife?" To emphasise his point, he turned his phone screen towards me. The video of my cum covered face, filled with his cock was playing. Nobody seeing that video would be in the slightest doubt who it was, or what I was doing. He pressed delete and the video disappeared from his phone. "Of course, it goes without saying that copy has already been uploaded to cloud storage. So, I won't be needing a local copy. But then, I won't be needing it anyway will I. my Little Bitch?" He winked and patted my thigh. "And you really do belong to me now." He grinned that smug, self-satisfied grin at me once more.
With that, Sammy came bouncing into the drawing room and across to where we were sitting. Looking absolutely gorgeous and full of les joies de la vie. She was radiant. "Hello Darling, she beamed. Oh, and you too Cuckles." They laughed. He hugged her and gave her a kiss. "I don't know how you do it Sammy, but you just look more gorgeous every time I see you!" No doubt about it, he was smooth. No doubt either that my wife was lapping up his attention.
He sent me to fetch Sammy a coffee "We've got to keep the lady's strength up eh Cuckles!" He winked again and patted my arse as I turned to fetch that coffee. "There's a good chap." He said, with just the slightest hint of sarcasm.
Despite everything, I was astounded to note that my cock was twitching in anticipation as her hand fell nonchalantly onto his lap. She fondled him lightly through the smooth fabric of his trousers. She was clearly in her element with this situation. She was absolutely loving both the attention she was receiving from him and the power she was wielding over us both. Not to mention the sex. It was quite obvious that they had completed at least round two -- maybe even round three as well whilst I ate breakfast and drank tea. Her whole body and face positively broadcast to the world "I've just been totally fucked to pieces." Christ but I wanted this woman. I wondered how long she was going to wait until she engineered some 'us time'. I was really, really going to enjoy making love with her.
She was extremely happy. I was totally horny and frustrated. He was in control. This was going to be one hell of a ride, that much was now clear.
After coffee, Mikey announced that he had some matters to attend to, but that he would be back in a couple of hours. "Now, then Cuckles, Sammy is a little tired. And she certainly doesn't need you pestering her with your little problem. "He pointed at the now pretty much permanent erection bulge in my trousers. "So, I'm trusting you to keep your hands off her while I'm away. Oh, and don't even think of wanking your l'il todger. You are to remain full and frustrated until and unless we allow you any form of relief. Am I understood?"
I looked to Sammy one last time for support. The look on my wife's face said it all, I was on my own with this. "Yes Sir, crystal clear Sir." I knew that once he was gone, Sammy and I were going to have some serious fun time.
"Good, then I'll see you both later. Don't worry, I have my room key." Mikey flashed my room key at me and once more winked cheekily. He took my wife in his arms, kissing her deep and long. Then he turned and left us alone.
