Obscure ch. 07
"Hey, shitface...go get me another iced tea!"
Without thinking, I automatically stopped polishing the mantle and rushed to obey to my wife's command. As I passed Luke, who was relaxing on the couch watching television, he stuck his leg out right in my path. I didn't see it and I tumbled to the carpet with a dull thud.
"Clumsy asshole!" my wife berated me. She evidently hadn't seen Luke trip me. "Get up off the floor and go get me my drink, dick-for-brains! Move!"
As I regained my feet, Luke shot me a wink. He snapped his fingers loudly.
"When you're finished falling all over the place, Brian, fetch me another one, too," he said, holding his empty glass up and tinkling the ice lightly.
I returned with the two drinks and presented them to my masters. By now Natalie was reclining on the sofa with her legs draped across Luke's thighs. Luke was absent-mindedly rubbing my wife's jean-covered hip while they both watched television.
Natalie, not moving an inch, held her hand out expectantly. I hurried up and placed the drink right into her waiting hand. Then, much to my surprise, Luke took the initiative to lean up and take his drink from the tray I was holding. Perky him! Master Luke actually got off his lazy ass to get his own drink! Will the miracles never cease?
Just as I started walking toward the kitchen with the empty tray, my wife's voice stopped me in my tracks.
"Brian, what are you doing tonight?"
I turned toward my wife respectfully. "Uh...I still have all the clothes to iron...and I was going to start on the attic tonight, too," I said. "Right now, I have to finish dusting, if that's all right."
"No, it's not all right," she answered in her usual bitchy tone of voice. "All that shit can wait. Tonight we're going to need your full attention."
Natalie then informed me that Laura was due to visit tonight, and - as she put it - "anything might happen."
I had a pretty good idea what that meant.
Luke had been hot on the idea of a threesome for some time, and Natalie seemed quite open to the suggestion herself. The question was, who could they get? Being high-profile attorneys affiliated with the state prosecutor's office, they couldn't let just anybody into their little fantasy world. They had to be careful.
Laura was the perfect solution. She already knew about our unique living situation, and she was someone they could both trust. Plus, Laura had an obvious kinky side...a sort of glint in her eye...
Eventually, Natalie took a chance and told her friend about Luke's threesome idea. To my wife's great relief, Laura said it sounded "very interesting." As it turns out, Laura had a few bi-sexual experiences back in college. She wasn't at all shocked when my wife approached her about a threesome.
So tonight, Natalie told me, they all had plans to "talk about it." Or perhaps, she added, they might take it even further; the idea was to go into this with no pressure on anybody.
Dinner was to be on the table at 8 sharp, and I was told that I'd better be on my absolute best behavior. "If you fuck this up, I'll kill you," Luke said. I wasn't sure if he was exaggerating or not - but the look on his face told me I'd be ill-advised to try and find out.
By a quarter to 8, I had dinner just about finished. Luke suggested that I prepare some oysters, citing their qualities as an aphrodisiac. But Natalie vetoed the idea; she hates oysters! "They're slimy!" she says.
So Luke had me run out to the corner store and pick up some chocolates, which have also been known to wake up the sex endorphins. When I got back from the store, I set all the hors d'ovres on the living room table, then put the finishing touches on the main course: grilled swordfish in lemon sauce.
Laura arrived a little after 8. They didn't say much in the way of greeting. The sexual tension was thick as I served the meal. The situation was a little awkward, but Luke didn't waste any time breaking the ice.
"So...tell me, Laura: are you going to make all my dirty little fantasies come true?" Luke asked as he sipped his wine.
A very slight smile crept across Laura's face. "I dunno, honey...are you going to make MY fantasies come true?" she asked coyly.
"Touche', you two," my wife piped in. "I have a few fantasies of my own, you know."
I tried not to be too obtrusive as I served the vegatables. No one seemed to notice me, thank goodness.
Luke couldn't stop smiling. "Okay, so we've established that all have fantasies. The question is: what are we going to do about them?"
"You guys are the big-shot lawyers," Laura joked back. "Isn't it your job to convince the jury?"
That was all it took. Luke pushed his chair back and in one quick motion swept the shrieking Laura right out of her seat.
"All right, smart-ass, let's go!" Luke said as he lifted Laura into his strong arms. "I'm taking you to the bedroom where I can show you Exhibit A. Come on, Natty," he added. "What are we waitin' for? We're wasting time out here! Dinner can wait!"
I was astonished! It sure didn't take Luke long to make his move! I was in awe of this man - the unquestioned Master of the Household. Once again, the reality of his utter superiority hit home. He's so confident in everything he does! How I wish I could be more like him!
"Go get the hot tub ready, Brian," my wife called out over her shoulder as she followed her lover and her friend into the bedroom. "Nice and hot, just the way I like it!"
"Y-yes, Mistress," I answered in my usual respectful tone.
My reply wasn't acknowledged. The threesome did a conga dance into the bedroom without so much as a glance back. After they shut the door, I hurriedly cleared off the dining room table, then put the food back in the oven to keep it warm. After that, I scurried off to get the hot tub ready.
About a half-hour later, the three emerged from the bedroom. Natalie was totally naked; Laura still had on her bra and panties, while Luke was wearing his blue bathrobe.
As they passed me in the hallway, Luke reached out and slapped me hard against the back of my head. "Wake up, fag-boy; we're gonna need a little motivation in here. So limber up those pretty little lips: Mr. Longbone needs a little licky-poo!" He was obviously showing off for the girls.
Natalie and Laura laughed at Luke's cruelty. Then Laura decided to join in on the fun.
"Look how pathetic he is," she sneered, gesturing toward me in disgust. "What a wimp! When was the last time this wuss got laid, Nat?"
"Hmm, good question. I don't know." Natalie pursed her lips. "How long has it been since you got your slimy little pee-pee wet, Brian?"
"Um...it's been about three-and-a-half years, Natalie," I mumbled, feeling hot under the amused stares bearing down on me.
Laura busted out giggling. "Three-and-a-half years!?" she squealed. "My God, what does he do for sex?"
Natalie shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know," she answered matter-of-factly. "I suppose he plays with himself when we're not looking. I don't care what he does with his little pee-pee - as long as he keeps the house clean!"
"I wanna see his little dick!" Laura exclaimed, and my blood ran cold. "I wanna see if it's as small as you say it is, Natalie!"
Natalie grinned at her friend. "Oh, it's an inchy-winchy pencil-stub, all right," she said. "You heard her, Brian - show us your pee-pee!"
I was mortified, but what choice did I have? I closed my eyes and removed my penis from my pants.
Laura's laughter made me shrivel up even more.
"Oh my God, it looks like a cigarette butt!" she tittered. "It can't be more than 3 inches long!"
"Actually, it's closer to 2 inches," Natalie informed her, sounding like a tour guide.
"Well, no wonder he doesn't have much of a sex life!" Laura said, shaking her head in disbelief. "Shit, he probably couldn't satisfy a ladybug with that little thing!"
Just then, Luke took a menacing step toward me. "Hey, Brian, I've got an idea. The girls are curious about your sex life - well, why don't we show them exactly what your sex life consists of? Why don't you get me nice and hot and ready for these two beautiful women here?" He snapped his fingers and pointed at his crotch. "I believe you know what I'm talkin' about, dickhead!"
I took the cue and dropped to my knees. But Luke wasn't ready for me to blow him just yet; he turned around, grabbed the two ladies by their hands, and led them to the hot-tub. I followed them across the hardwood patio floor on my knees.
Once everyone was settled in the tub, I stripped and crawled into the water with them, as directed. I was only halfway into the tub when Luke grabbed me by the back of the head and guided my face down toward his crotch. I gasped as he submerged my head under the water, forcing me to lick his flaccid penis. He held me underwater firmly by the hair as I worked; every few minutes he would lift my head up, allowing me a millisecond to breathe before plunging my face down toward his genitals again.
Meanwhile, up above, my wife and her friend were kissing passionately. I'd never known Natalie to have bisexual fantasies - but then again, Luke has a way of bringing out the animal in her. Ever since he moved in with us, her inhibitions seem to have vanished.
Luke reached over and started playing with Laura's tit while Natalie inserted two fingers into Laura's pussy.
As Luke got more involved with the women, he thankfully let go of my hair. I was able to find a position where I could worship Luke's ever-hardening cock, while still maintaining my ability to breathe. Luke didn't say anything about my movement; he was busy elsewhere.
While I licked the underside of my master's penis, I snuck a glance up at him. How regal he looked! As he watched my wife and Laura get into a 69 position, he absent-mindedly put his hand back on my head and pressed down, prompting me to pay more attention to his g-spot. I gurgled as his strong hand forced my face under the water again.
After about 10 minutes, Luke suddenly yanked my hair by the roots, then shoved my head out of the way. The look on his face told it all: he was ready for action!
Natalie sat on Laura's face while Luke grabbed the blonde by the ankles and placed her heels on his broad shoulders. I managed to get a glimpse at Laura's pussy: it was neatly trimmed, with a light tuft of strawberry-golden pubic hair - a stark contrast to my Natalie's exquisite brunette bush.
Laura let out a wail as Luke's hammer hit home. As she continued to moan, her trembling lips brought my wife to a resounding orgasm. It didn't take Luke very long to blow his cookies either.
It was getting a little crowded in the hot tub, and I wasn't sure if I should stay in there. But I knew better than to leave. So I tried to stay out of their way, hugging the bottom wall of the hot tub as they all reached their orgasms.
After their moans and groans subsided, and the sloshing water died down, they all fell back into the water and stroked each other. They all looked exhausted.
"I'm hungry!" Natalie suddenly announced. She looked at me, finally acknowledging my presence. "Go get dinner ready, Brian. Have it ready in 10 minutes."
As I got out of the tub to obey my wife's orders, Luke called after me: "And dry yourself off first, dipshit! I don't want you dripping water all over the goddamn floor!"
"Yes, sir," I answered as I went to the closet, grabbed a towel, and dried myself, per Luke's instructions. They paid no attention to me as I scurried off to fetch dinner for the second time.
PART 8 IS COMING SOON...MOON, SPOON AND JUNE! AND AFTERWARD...A CARTOON!
Without thinking, I automatically stopped polishing the mantle and rushed to obey to my wife's command. As I passed Luke, who was relaxing on the couch watching television, he stuck his leg out right in my path. I didn't see it and I tumbled to the carpet with a dull thud.
"Clumsy asshole!" my wife berated me. She evidently hadn't seen Luke trip me. "Get up off the floor and go get me my drink, dick-for-brains! Move!"
As I regained my feet, Luke shot me a wink. He snapped his fingers loudly.
"When you're finished falling all over the place, Brian, fetch me another one, too," he said, holding his empty glass up and tinkling the ice lightly.
I returned with the two drinks and presented them to my masters. By now Natalie was reclining on the sofa with her legs draped across Luke's thighs. Luke was absent-mindedly rubbing my wife's jean-covered hip while they both watched television.
Natalie, not moving an inch, held her hand out expectantly. I hurried up and placed the drink right into her waiting hand. Then, much to my surprise, Luke took the initiative to lean up and take his drink from the tray I was holding. Perky him! Master Luke actually got off his lazy ass to get his own drink! Will the miracles never cease?
Just as I started walking toward the kitchen with the empty tray, my wife's voice stopped me in my tracks.
"Brian, what are you doing tonight?"
I turned toward my wife respectfully. "Uh...I still have all the clothes to iron...and I was going to start on the attic tonight, too," I said. "Right now, I have to finish dusting, if that's all right."
"No, it's not all right," she answered in her usual bitchy tone of voice. "All that shit can wait. Tonight we're going to need your full attention."
Natalie then informed me that Laura was due to visit tonight, and - as she put it - "anything might happen."
I had a pretty good idea what that meant.
Luke had been hot on the idea of a threesome for some time, and Natalie seemed quite open to the suggestion herself. The question was, who could they get? Being high-profile attorneys affiliated with the state prosecutor's office, they couldn't let just anybody into their little fantasy world. They had to be careful.
Laura was the perfect solution. She already knew about our unique living situation, and she was someone they could both trust. Plus, Laura had an obvious kinky side...a sort of glint in her eye...
Eventually, Natalie took a chance and told her friend about Luke's threesome idea. To my wife's great relief, Laura said it sounded "very interesting." As it turns out, Laura had a few bi-sexual experiences back in college. She wasn't at all shocked when my wife approached her about a threesome.
So tonight, Natalie told me, they all had plans to "talk about it." Or perhaps, she added, they might take it even further; the idea was to go into this with no pressure on anybody.
Dinner was to be on the table at 8 sharp, and I was told that I'd better be on my absolute best behavior. "If you fuck this up, I'll kill you," Luke said. I wasn't sure if he was exaggerating or not - but the look on his face told me I'd be ill-advised to try and find out.
By a quarter to 8, I had dinner just about finished. Luke suggested that I prepare some oysters, citing their qualities as an aphrodisiac. But Natalie vetoed the idea; she hates oysters! "They're slimy!" she says.
So Luke had me run out to the corner store and pick up some chocolates, which have also been known to wake up the sex endorphins. When I got back from the store, I set all the hors d'ovres on the living room table, then put the finishing touches on the main course: grilled swordfish in lemon sauce.
Laura arrived a little after 8. They didn't say much in the way of greeting. The sexual tension was thick as I served the meal. The situation was a little awkward, but Luke didn't waste any time breaking the ice.
"So...tell me, Laura: are you going to make all my dirty little fantasies come true?" Luke asked as he sipped his wine.
A very slight smile crept across Laura's face. "I dunno, honey...are you going to make MY fantasies come true?" she asked coyly.
"Touche', you two," my wife piped in. "I have a few fantasies of my own, you know."
I tried not to be too obtrusive as I served the vegatables. No one seemed to notice me, thank goodness.
Luke couldn't stop smiling. "Okay, so we've established that all have fantasies. The question is: what are we going to do about them?"
"You guys are the big-shot lawyers," Laura joked back. "Isn't it your job to convince the jury?"
That was all it took. Luke pushed his chair back and in one quick motion swept the shrieking Laura right out of her seat.
"All right, smart-ass, let's go!" Luke said as he lifted Laura into his strong arms. "I'm taking you to the bedroom where I can show you Exhibit A. Come on, Natty," he added. "What are we waitin' for? We're wasting time out here! Dinner can wait!"
I was astonished! It sure didn't take Luke long to make his move! I was in awe of this man - the unquestioned Master of the Household. Once again, the reality of his utter superiority hit home. He's so confident in everything he does! How I wish I could be more like him!
"Go get the hot tub ready, Brian," my wife called out over her shoulder as she followed her lover and her friend into the bedroom. "Nice and hot, just the way I like it!"
"Y-yes, Mistress," I answered in my usual respectful tone.
My reply wasn't acknowledged. The threesome did a conga dance into the bedroom without so much as a glance back. After they shut the door, I hurriedly cleared off the dining room table, then put the food back in the oven to keep it warm. After that, I scurried off to get the hot tub ready.
About a half-hour later, the three emerged from the bedroom. Natalie was totally naked; Laura still had on her bra and panties, while Luke was wearing his blue bathrobe.
As they passed me in the hallway, Luke reached out and slapped me hard against the back of my head. "Wake up, fag-boy; we're gonna need a little motivation in here. So limber up those pretty little lips: Mr. Longbone needs a little licky-poo!" He was obviously showing off for the girls.
Natalie and Laura laughed at Luke's cruelty. Then Laura decided to join in on the fun.
"Look how pathetic he is," she sneered, gesturing toward me in disgust. "What a wimp! When was the last time this wuss got laid, Nat?"
"Hmm, good question. I don't know." Natalie pursed her lips. "How long has it been since you got your slimy little pee-pee wet, Brian?"
"Um...it's been about three-and-a-half years, Natalie," I mumbled, feeling hot under the amused stares bearing down on me.
Laura busted out giggling. "Three-and-a-half years!?" she squealed. "My God, what does he do for sex?"
Natalie shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know," she answered matter-of-factly. "I suppose he plays with himself when we're not looking. I don't care what he does with his little pee-pee - as long as he keeps the house clean!"
"I wanna see his little dick!" Laura exclaimed, and my blood ran cold. "I wanna see if it's as small as you say it is, Natalie!"
Natalie grinned at her friend. "Oh, it's an inchy-winchy pencil-stub, all right," she said. "You heard her, Brian - show us your pee-pee!"
I was mortified, but what choice did I have? I closed my eyes and removed my penis from my pants.
Laura's laughter made me shrivel up even more.
"Oh my God, it looks like a cigarette butt!" she tittered. "It can't be more than 3 inches long!"
"Actually, it's closer to 2 inches," Natalie informed her, sounding like a tour guide.
"Well, no wonder he doesn't have much of a sex life!" Laura said, shaking her head in disbelief. "Shit, he probably couldn't satisfy a ladybug with that little thing!"
Just then, Luke took a menacing step toward me. "Hey, Brian, I've got an idea. The girls are curious about your sex life - well, why don't we show them exactly what your sex life consists of? Why don't you get me nice and hot and ready for these two beautiful women here?" He snapped his fingers and pointed at his crotch. "I believe you know what I'm talkin' about, dickhead!"
I took the cue and dropped to my knees. But Luke wasn't ready for me to blow him just yet; he turned around, grabbed the two ladies by their hands, and led them to the hot-tub. I followed them across the hardwood patio floor on my knees.
Once everyone was settled in the tub, I stripped and crawled into the water with them, as directed. I was only halfway into the tub when Luke grabbed me by the back of the head and guided my face down toward his crotch. I gasped as he submerged my head under the water, forcing me to lick his flaccid penis. He held me underwater firmly by the hair as I worked; every few minutes he would lift my head up, allowing me a millisecond to breathe before plunging my face down toward his genitals again.
Meanwhile, up above, my wife and her friend were kissing passionately. I'd never known Natalie to have bisexual fantasies - but then again, Luke has a way of bringing out the animal in her. Ever since he moved in with us, her inhibitions seem to have vanished.
Luke reached over and started playing with Laura's tit while Natalie inserted two fingers into Laura's pussy.
As Luke got more involved with the women, he thankfully let go of my hair. I was able to find a position where I could worship Luke's ever-hardening cock, while still maintaining my ability to breathe. Luke didn't say anything about my movement; he was busy elsewhere.
While I licked the underside of my master's penis, I snuck a glance up at him. How regal he looked! As he watched my wife and Laura get into a 69 position, he absent-mindedly put his hand back on my head and pressed down, prompting me to pay more attention to his g-spot. I gurgled as his strong hand forced my face under the water again.
After about 10 minutes, Luke suddenly yanked my hair by the roots, then shoved my head out of the way. The look on his face told it all: he was ready for action!
Natalie sat on Laura's face while Luke grabbed the blonde by the ankles and placed her heels on his broad shoulders. I managed to get a glimpse at Laura's pussy: it was neatly trimmed, with a light tuft of strawberry-golden pubic hair - a stark contrast to my Natalie's exquisite brunette bush.
Laura let out a wail as Luke's hammer hit home. As she continued to moan, her trembling lips brought my wife to a resounding orgasm. It didn't take Luke very long to blow his cookies either.
It was getting a little crowded in the hot tub, and I wasn't sure if I should stay in there. But I knew better than to leave. So I tried to stay out of their way, hugging the bottom wall of the hot tub as they all reached their orgasms.
After their moans and groans subsided, and the sloshing water died down, they all fell back into the water and stroked each other. They all looked exhausted.
"I'm hungry!" Natalie suddenly announced. She looked at me, finally acknowledging my presence. "Go get dinner ready, Brian. Have it ready in 10 minutes."
As I got out of the tub to obey my wife's orders, Luke called after me: "And dry yourself off first, dipshit! I don't want you dripping water all over the goddamn floor!"
"Yes, sir," I answered as I went to the closet, grabbed a towel, and dried myself, per Luke's instructions. They paid no attention to me as I scurried off to fetch dinner for the second time.
PART 8 IS COMING SOON...MOON, SPOON AND JUNE! AND AFTERWARD...A CARTOON!