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copyright November 2022 James_Duncan
I greatly appreciate all the feedback and am very happy to provide another chapter. One of the greatest challenges is providing the right balance of story and erotica, I hope I'm finding it.
Chapter 6 - An emotional quandary
Connie carried on snuggling up to Sam in the back of the luxury minibus that was taking them to the resort, and Sam started to feel slightly guilty every time he looked into Connie's eyes and saw the devotion already apparent in them.
"Princess," Sam thought, "Can you and Toy take Connie to the rooms once we get to the resort, and talk with her away from me and away from the pheromones, and make sure this is truly what she wants?"
"You're concerned it's the pheromone response talking?"
"Indeed." Sam thought back, a bit of worry worming its way into his thoughts.
"I don't think it is, but we will make sure when we get there and hopefully put your fears to rest."
"Thanks" Sam thought back, as he gently stroked Connie's shoulder. Had she been able to, she would have been purring.
He allowed himself to feel her thoughts and emotions again, and although they were a little clouded, he could feel the overwhelming happiness overriding nearly everything. Yes, she was incredibly aroused and her thoughts did keep flitting to images of being claimed and taken by him, but she was still mostly relaxed and exceptionally happy. He felt the doubts reduce a little.
As he surmised was the case, adding an extra person to their booking was not any significant issue, and the receptionist dealt with the change swiftly and efficiently.
Taking Connie's hand in his, he softly spoke.
"I want you to be a good girl and go to the suite with Rebecca and Victoria, my darling, then you can all have a chat, whilst I do a couple of other things. Is that OK?"
"Yes, Sir." Connie replied demurely.
Sam gently kissed her forehead and allowed Rebecca to guide her away with the porter to show them the way to the suite.
Sam explored the resort and despite having been to some nice places in his time, found himself slightly amazed at the quality and atmosphere of the place. It really did have everything. As he walked past the pool area, he did allow himself a small smile.
Yes, there was nudity and also people enjoying pleasure in public, but somehow it remained relaxed and calm. The energy was erotic and sensual, rather than seedy and frantic.
Finding a bar, he seated himself and ordered a drink which arrived extremely promptly, and he sipped gently as he gazed out over the view to the sea a little distance away and he started to feel a little more relaxed than he had in a while.
"It is remarkably relaxing, isn't it?" a male voice said from his left, bringing Sam back into the moment.
"Indeed" Sam found himself saying without even thinking, as his attention came to the person who had spoken.
"Sorry where are my manners?" The man spoke again, extending his hand. "Richard Dalton."
Sam took the man's hand and shook it. "Sam Northrop."
"Your first time here?" Richard asked.
"Yes, only just arrived." Sam replied, still soaking in the view and slightly distracted.
"Sorry, I'm disturbing you." Richard replied, going to turn away.
"No, not really" Sam said, coming back fully to the present. "I was just letting my mind wander and start to relax, it's been a hectic few months."
"I know that feeling," Richard replied ruefully.
"So, what brings you here, Richard?" Sam asked.
"Relaxation, a chance to get away from the stresses of work, and indulge the love of my life a little." he laughed.
"I know that feeling." Sam replied, also laughing. "So, what is it that you do that generates the stress?" he continued.
Richard's smile tightened a little, almost like he was remembering something uncomfortable. "Paediatric oncology." he said quietly.
"Yes, I can only imagine what that must be like. Sorry for bringing it up and reminding you."
"It's OK, Sam, I just like coming here, as it allows me to forget things for a while and live in the moment." Richard replied. "How about you, what do you do that stresses you out so much?"
"Engineer, inventor, software designer. Yep, I know, that doesn't sound like it compares much, but I can't tell you specifics to explain why."
"Oh, now you've got me intrigued," Richard laughed, leaving it at that.
"So, you're here with your wife?" Sam asked, raising an eyebrow, with a knowing smile.
Richard laughed, slightly self-consciously. "Yes, I love her to bits, but she has a naughty streak that I like to indulge when I get the chance."
Sam laughed fully. "I know that feeling."
"Oh, is your wife here too?" Richard asked raising an eyebrow.
"No, it's slightly complicated. They aren't my wives. Although I would marry them if I could."
Richard's brain clearly took a moment to register what Sam had said, before a slightly shocked expression appeared on his face.
"More than one?" he asked tentatively.