I awoke the next morning alone in the bed, and could smell coffee and bacon. I got out of bed and went to the washroom. Once I was finished, I made my way to the kitchen. There before me were my two women cooking breakfast. They were still nude from the night before. Nude, except for aprons. I guess it's true what they say about frying bacon in the nude. Allyson saw me first; she came over to me and kissed me, putting her arms around me. Next in line was Faye; she kissed me and whispered "good morning," seductively into my ear.
"You're just in time for breakfast master." Allyson said.
"It smells delicious." I answered.
I sat down at the table. I was getting tired of the whole master thing. Don't get me wrong, the control I have over women is intoxicating, and I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. It's just the thrill of my women calling me master had worn off.
"Ladies, from now on refer to me by my name. Ok?"
"Sure thing, Jeff." Faye replied.
Get me a coffee, would you please Allyson? You know what I take in it.
I ordered telepathically.
Allyson brought me my coffee with two cream. I sipped it while watching the commotion at the counter as my ladies made me breakfast. I was getting turned on again, just watching their naked bodies move around the kitchen. When breakfast was prepared they made up three plates and joined me at the table. Before they sat down, they removed their aprons and stood beside me, it was almost as if I could feel the heat from their vaginas. Faye and Allyson waited until I started eating, then they sat down and began with their own. They were very respectful of their master.
When breakfast was over, I retired to the bedroom. I was getting dressed when they both walked in, and started getting dressed as well.
Allyson pulled out a black padded bra and started putting it on.
I guess I saw her nicest bra two nights ago. Very well then, I'll have to fix that I guess. I went to the dresser and pulled a thousand dollars from my dwindling supply. I waited until my slaves were dressed, then issued the following order.
"Ok ladies. Faye, I want you to take Allyson shopping for lingerie. You know my tastes, and what I like."
"Ok." Faye responded cheerfully.
"Spend about four hundred, which should be enough. Take the extra six and spoil yourselves at the spa. I want you two to get manicures and pedicures, maybe if you have enough get your hair done as well."
"Oh! Thank you Jeff!" Came their excited replies.
I guess their husbands have never spoiled them like this. I mean really, for me it was nothing, what's a thousand dollars when money is not an issue. I went to Faye's computer and brought up my banks homepage. I checked my balance to see if my other slaves had complied with my wishes. There in my bank account was $7611.00. My heart skipped a beat, this was too easy. I laughed, up until Thursday that $111.00 was my entire net worth, and I was saving it for the weekend. My, my how things have changed in three days.
"Ok Jeff," Faye was standing beside me, "we're off now."
Allyson, leave your keys with me, I may need a vehicle later.
"Ok ladies, you two have a good time."
Faye and Allyson came over to kiss me goodbye.
"Oh, we will." Allyson replied, as she dropped her keys into my hand.
I watched from the front window as Faye's van backed out of the driveway. I sighed to myself. Allyson was an older woman and I had my fun with her, I probably wouldn't use her again after this weekend was over. But you never know. I sat down and started thinking about what I was going to say Eric. Should I even tell him anything? He's going to question the money sooner or later. I sighed, oh well; I've got all day to think about it. My cell phone rang; I picked it up and looked at the display. Well, speak of the devil, it was Eric.
"Hey buddy, we still on for tonight?" I asked.
"You bet man, I can't wait to see this surprise."
"Oh, yeah. It's a doozy." I chuckled, a slight hint of nervousness in my voice.
Eric picked up on it, "What's wrong Jeff?"
"Ah, it's nothing. Hey, how was last night with Travis?" I asked changing the subject.
"I would have made out better with you as a wingman. Travis can be such a cock block sometimes."
I laughed, "I'll make up for it tonight. Ok buddy?"
"Yeah, yeah. Promises, promises." Eric chuckled.
"See ya later, man." I said
"Yeah, see ya." With that the line clicked dead.
Well, there you go. I had a solution starting to formulate in my mind. The money I could maybe explain away as an inheritance or something, and I'm sure Eric won't complain about me getting him a chick, or four for the night. We will see what the night brings. I was still tired from the night before, so I lay down in Faye's bed for a quick siesta. The bed smelled faintly of Faye and Allyson's perfume. I drifted off to sleep thinking about my two women, and about what the night would bring.
"Your control of the two women is impressive, but there's more you can accomplish." The deep voice in my dream from three nights ago returned.
"Be careful what you say to your friend. This power can breed a jealousy far more powerful than anything you can imagine. Believe me I speak from experience, many a friend I have lost to this power."
I found I could not ask questions. In my dream, I opened my mouth to speak but no words would come. For now, I would heed the advice of the voice.
The voice seemed to drift away, and I fell into a deeper sleep. I slept for about two hours and awoke completely refreshed, more refreshed then I have ever felt in my life.
The rest of the day moved surprisingly quickly, and I had developed a vague idea of how to handle the Eric situation. At two o'clock, I called Eric and told him to be at 612 Pike Place at seven. He agreed, but sounded a little confused as to why there, and not at my parents place. I told him it'll all make sense tonight. I hoped I wouldn't have to "enslave" my best friend, but, if that's what it came to then so be it. Next, I ordered a limo for eight thirty. We might as well go out in style, I thought to myself.
I was bored and needed to get out for a bit; so I picked up Allyson's keys and drove to the bank. I withdrew two grand for the evening. That was a good feeling, being able to take out that kind of cash without regret. Then I drove to the Berwick, the city's most upscale hotel. There I booked two suites for the night, complete with a fruit platter and a bottle of champagne on ice in each room for when we arrived. They gave me my key cards for the rooms, and I left and went home to Faye's. I went to the kitchen, and found some leftovers from the night before. It was about four thirty when I finished eating, so I thought I should go about getting ready for the evening's festivities. I figured we would go to Orchid, a trendy nightclub in the old town district. Eric and I have only been there once before, and we liked it. It was just a little pricey for our liking.
I was ready to go around five thirty, so I relaxed in front of the TV for a bit. At six thirty Faye and Allyson came home looking relaxed, and absolutely stunning. They had found the time to get their hair done. Faye had her hair dyed to a deep chocolate brown, and cut in a sort of bob. Allyson had her hair dyed close to her original color of red hair. Her hair was cut to shoulder length and framed her face beautifully. She easily looked ten years younger. Allyson came and sat beside me.
"I can't wait to model my new panties for you Jeff." She said softly.
"So, let's see them."
"Faye, you strip to your underwear too."
"Ok Jeff."
They both disappeared into the master bedroom; I could hear soft laughter as my slaves changed. Ten minutes later they both emerged in their lacy bras and panties. Allyson's ensemble was a red number, matching bra and panties. The lace seemed so thin; I could see her pubic hair and nipples through the fabric. I looked appreciatively at her and noticed that her pubic hair had been trimmed. Faye was wearing pink, also matching bra and panties. They sat beside me, one on each side.
