Hi Mundyman, thanks for the sage advice re speaking with an experienced participant on the juggling of private/ professional life and confidentiality. Simple but crucial. She's enjoying the involvement and the new experiences, I don't see her stopping, but maybe a little more circumspect of the who's/where's. I suppose when you're in the the thick of it, it's difficult to see the wood....What started off as a bit of adventure/spicing up our life has taken several unexpected twists and turns.
I admit I hadn't considered the Eyes Wide Shut implication but on reflection it is a very accurate summary, there were some very well known professionals/celebrities at the parties, perhaps I'm less sensitive having my own company with no-one to answer to, but her job is very important to her as she is a full partner.
She admits to being intrigued with the mysteries of the kinky side being offered up, the small morsels she has tasted so far have made her even more curious to delve deeper, but at what price? Curiosity - cat?
This guy Edward (from reputation) is quite an odious individual, totally self obsessed. People are seemingly consumables to him. Coral has a business outlook but a more human attitude, Dawn has rather taken to her, and a mutual respect is developing. Corals relationship with Edward is strictly business, they don't like each other. (to be frank when Dawn told me of the encounter with Coral in the bedroom - well, Kama or what. I laughed so much a tear ran down my leg). Dawn sees the funny side, now.
What pissed Dawn off was that Ray had lied by omission and could have been a lot more candid, She admitted to Ray and me, with morbid curiosity, she would still have gone through with it but with eyes wide open. She'd enjoyed most of the new exploits. Ray feels guilty but things will right themselves there.
As for the non sexual parts - it allows you to get the fuller picture and I hope the humour. I WAS asking for advice! Thanks.
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O - I would guess, with Dawn being a Lawyer, this would put her in the 'professionals' category.ocean wrote: ↑Tue Sep 26, 2023 4:51 amHi Mundyman, thanks for the sage advice re speaking with an experienced participant on the juggling of private/ professional life and confidentiality. Simple but crucial. She's enjoying the involvement and the new experiences, I don't see her stopping, but maybe a little more circumspect of the who's/where's. I suppose when you're in the the thick of it, it's difficult to see the wood....What started off as a bit of adventure/spicing up our life has taken several unexpected twists and turns.
I admit I hadn't considered the Eyes Wide Shut implication but on reflection it is a very accurate summary, there were some very well known professionals/celebrities at the parties, perhaps I'm less sensitive having my own company with no-one to answer to, but her job is very important to her as she is a full partner.
She admits to being intrigued with the mysteries of the kinky side being offered up, the small morsels she has tasted so far have made her even more curious to delve deeper, but at what price? Curiosity - cat?
This guy Edward (from reputation) is quite an odious individual, totally self obsessed. People are seemingly consumables to him. Coral has a business outlook but a more human attitude, Dawn has rather taken to her, and a mutual respect is developing. Corals relationship with Edward is strictly business, they don't like each other. (to be frank when Dawn told me of the encounter with Coral in the bedroom - well, Kama or what. I laughed so much a tear ran down my leg). Dawn sees the funny side, now.
What pissed Dawn off was that Ray had lied by omission and could have been a lot more candid, She admitted to Ray and me, with morbid curiosity, she would still have gone through with it but with eyes wide open. She'd enjoyed most of the new exploits. Ray feels guilty but things will right themselves there.
As for the non sexual parts - it allows you to get the fuller picture and I hope the humour. I WAS asking for advice! Thanks.
- As with her job, these parties could lead to new business for her. I would think with some of these parties you never quite know who you might run into.
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The key thing is Edward never ask Dawn to have sex with some for business, that would be crossing the line
As for Edward S&M is not that unusual Zara has a nice write up of the last 2 years https://reddit.com/u/ZarasLondonSexLife/s/wl4ALVuyLi
Dawn seems to make relationships easily, she can use the parties to build her new relationships
This Friday will be interesting just dinner, back to Edwards, or a party with Will and Edward
As for Edward S&M is not that unusual Zara has a nice write up of the last 2 years https://reddit.com/u/ZarasLondonSexLife/s/wl4ALVuyLi
Dawn seems to make relationships easily, she can use the parties to build her new relationships
This Friday will be interesting just dinner, back to Edwards, or a party with Will and Edward
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Saturday 30th pm.
Friday 29th
9am, Dawn has had a while to reflect and get her head straight. She not sure she wants to continue with Edward, will make final decision after tonight. She has spoken with Ray, suitably grovelled and things are getting back to normal (eventually). Looking forward to seeing Cheryl next week and is going to lunch with Coral perhaps discuss job prospects, could be famous (not me).
6pm, we seem to be back to normal. She has emerged from the bathroom, dressed in a lovely dark red flowing dress with soft black pattern, below the knee, split from the waist, showing lovely bosom if she leant forward, a discreet side split to the top of her suntanned left thigh. She applied the perfume he/she liked. I asked her to text me with progress if she could, any problems I’d drive up to collect her. Off to the restaurant in Guildford, arriving at 8.00, bang on time to find Will and Edward already at the table. Will, very smartly dressed in (expensive) dark blue suit, white shirt and blue tie, stood and took her coat (very gallant), she intentionally sat on his right, to give him a flash of tit and thigh during the evening. She texted me from the ladies during the evening, ‘he’s fucking hot, so classy, I think I’m going to enjoy this’, not such a tough job after all.
Edward, had driven Will to the restaurant, looked at his phone and announced, oh dear oh dear, unfortunately he had to get back to Ascot, perhaps Dawn would run Will home as it was on her way? She graciously agreed with a smile. He left having paid the bill. Fucking obvious or what? However, with Edward gone the atmosphere softened. Will wanted to talk about Dawn; her marriage, her job, her life then his divorce, his business. He was so grateful for her kindness to his father. Will said she’d made the old boy very happy and looked admiringly straight at her tits, which brought a peal of laughter from both and a blush from Dawn. Will told her she was beautiful, his hand on her thigh, in fact she said the evening was ‘wonderful’, she’d really warmed to him.
Travelling down the dark country roads they agreed things were going even better without Edward’s calculated scheming. They had to stop at a road works, so he leaned across, kissed her on the cheek, she turned her head and kissed him on the lips. Emboldened he kissed her again, reached over slid his hand inside her dress and caressed her right breast.
They arrived at a rather lovely, but large 5 bedroom cottage in the countryside (he called it a cottage, but was only 30 years old with huge rooms) not far from a small hamlet, to the south of Guildford. Will told her the nearest neighbour was about a mile away, which was close enough. They went inside, the interior was as nice and grand as the outside. The soft furnishings were very classy, in neutral beige, but seriously nice.
He took her coat, and went to a cabinet and poured two glasses of wine. She sat on a huge puffed up sofa and was joined by Will. The kissing and fondling started, he was a little surprised but utterly delighted she hadn’t worn underwear, which spurred him on. Her dress slipped down and off her shoulder on the drive home exposing her left breast to which he'd helped himself, the entire top half of her dress was now round her waist giving him full access to her boobs. Will suggested they go to his bedroom and get comfortable, led her by the hand upstairs.
His bedroom, was beautifully furnished with a huge bed against the wall, subtle lights. They undressed and got into bed. She said for a guy of 60, Will had a good figure, not a gym bunny, he had a lovely cock. She leisurely sucked Will until he came, and continued stroking him. He returned the favour to her ‘fabulous' shaved pussy as he put it; his ex-wife - unsexy, scruffy, cold (but she had faults) insisted upon being hairy to piss him off, totally disinterested in anything with him. He said although expensive he was well rid of her.
It appears everyone is a Viagra man, (the whole lot of them seemed to pop viagra like sweeties) he was hard quite quickly. He said Edward had told him of her ‘likes’ and how she would fit in with their 'gathering', at last a more honest discussion. Will brought several items from one of the cupboards. They were talking quite calmly as he rubbed the hot lotion on her nipples and pussy (everyone’s got this stuff). He got on top and fucked her long and slow, pushing a curled finger past Dawns rosebud, asked if it was ok? She nodded and he pushed further into her arsehole. He was definitely a bloody good fuck, bringing her off twice, before coming in her. She told him she was expecting Edward to jump from a cupboard or a set of chains appear at the end of the bed, which again brought a laugh.
They each went to the bathroom, came back and lay in the bed together. He was a very charming man, told her he would like to see her again without Edwards involvement, ‘Our secret you mean?’ She felt she could trust him. If you’re ok with that? ‘I’m Ok with that’. He asked her about her involvement with Edwards ‘other interest’, she said,’ I know bits, but not much.’ Edward had separate little parties for the ‘in crowd’ of which Will was regarded as one, as was Ray. Coral found interested parties and willing decorations.
He explained that although he did ‘dabble’ in the S&m world, he was not in the ‘in’ crowd and to his knowledge Soraya was only on the edge. His ex-wife, on the other hand was very ‘in’ through Edward and her boyfriend who, Will was not meant to know about, was a friend of Edwards, she had got heavily into the more bizarre side, which suited her as she was a nasty individual. Then she ran off with the boyfriend, he said he should really thank Edward. He said the average sm crowd were just the fancy dress brigade. He asked had she been to Edwards ‘special room’, she said no but he had some ropes attached to his bed. He said that’s the warm up, Edward had a purpose built ‘dungeon’. If Dawn wanted to ‘dabble’ he’d help her, keep her safe. (how considerate). He laughed, Edwards room cost over £20k, 5 years ago. A specialist installer in the midlands does everyone’s. A serious ‘hobby’ as you call it Dawn.
He told Dawn, tonight wasn’t a business arrangement for him, he wanted to meet her. He didn’t want this to be a one off, wanted to see her regularly. She replied, ‘I’m ok with that too’. He said, it’s none of his business but if she would take a little advice, she should give Edward a wide berth. He was ruthless, calculating, cold, and had a cruel streak. He’d use her and cast her aside, probably damaged. He said, she would do well to avoid the kinkier side with him, it could do her harm in many ways. He went on, he and Coral were friends but kept Edward at arms length, just business. Coral despises him, but he hires a lot of staff from her. Dawn you can trust her. ‘Ray?’ Oh she just got caught up, but her heart was in the right place. Will said, he’s courting me for business contracts between our companies. He was looking at the market. Things were falling into place.
He said his intention was to see more of each other, he needed to understand her relationship at home. Dawn paused, ‘My husband and I are rock solid, I love him. We've tried this ‘hotwifing’ as an experiment and allow each other a large degree of latitude. So far we’ve been having a good time. Is that what you mean?’ Yes. Would she as a favour to him, not mention him to me in any way. “Lie to my husband?’. Only by keeping his name and identity out of it, nothing sinister. Say she was seeing Edward, which he hoped she won’t. He had genuine reasons, and would explain. He assured her he would look after her, he was actually a bit smitten. Dawn thought about it, she didn’t understand but agreed. It was late, there was an hours drive so they dressed, and discussed arrangements over a civilised cup of tea (absolutely true). Although she didn’t admit it to him, she told me she too was more than a little hooked. He walked her to the car in his robe, they kissed, a good night blowjob by the car, she drove home.
Late morning (Saturday), she decided we should have a bath together before lunch. We got ourselves comfortable in the hot bath water and then told me all. I did comment, I was a little surprised at Will’s request for anonymity, but it seems everyone wants an affair. He and I hadn’t met so I was invisible. I was OK with that. Maybe get my chauffeur hat out again?
I said I thought a bit of NRE had crept in, was she/we OK? 'Absolutely, no need to ask! Let's see where this goes'.
Friday 29th
9am, Dawn has had a while to reflect and get her head straight. She not sure she wants to continue with Edward, will make final decision after tonight. She has spoken with Ray, suitably grovelled and things are getting back to normal (eventually). Looking forward to seeing Cheryl next week and is going to lunch with Coral perhaps discuss job prospects, could be famous (not me).
6pm, we seem to be back to normal. She has emerged from the bathroom, dressed in a lovely dark red flowing dress with soft black pattern, below the knee, split from the waist, showing lovely bosom if she leant forward, a discreet side split to the top of her suntanned left thigh. She applied the perfume he/she liked. I asked her to text me with progress if she could, any problems I’d drive up to collect her. Off to the restaurant in Guildford, arriving at 8.00, bang on time to find Will and Edward already at the table. Will, very smartly dressed in (expensive) dark blue suit, white shirt and blue tie, stood and took her coat (very gallant), she intentionally sat on his right, to give him a flash of tit and thigh during the evening. She texted me from the ladies during the evening, ‘he’s fucking hot, so classy, I think I’m going to enjoy this’, not such a tough job after all.
Edward, had driven Will to the restaurant, looked at his phone and announced, oh dear oh dear, unfortunately he had to get back to Ascot, perhaps Dawn would run Will home as it was on her way? She graciously agreed with a smile. He left having paid the bill. Fucking obvious or what? However, with Edward gone the atmosphere softened. Will wanted to talk about Dawn; her marriage, her job, her life then his divorce, his business. He was so grateful for her kindness to his father. Will said she’d made the old boy very happy and looked admiringly straight at her tits, which brought a peal of laughter from both and a blush from Dawn. Will told her she was beautiful, his hand on her thigh, in fact she said the evening was ‘wonderful’, she’d really warmed to him.
Travelling down the dark country roads they agreed things were going even better without Edward’s calculated scheming. They had to stop at a road works, so he leaned across, kissed her on the cheek, she turned her head and kissed him on the lips. Emboldened he kissed her again, reached over slid his hand inside her dress and caressed her right breast.
They arrived at a rather lovely, but large 5 bedroom cottage in the countryside (he called it a cottage, but was only 30 years old with huge rooms) not far from a small hamlet, to the south of Guildford. Will told her the nearest neighbour was about a mile away, which was close enough. They went inside, the interior was as nice and grand as the outside. The soft furnishings were very classy, in neutral beige, but seriously nice.
He took her coat, and went to a cabinet and poured two glasses of wine. She sat on a huge puffed up sofa and was joined by Will. The kissing and fondling started, he was a little surprised but utterly delighted she hadn’t worn underwear, which spurred him on. Her dress slipped down and off her shoulder on the drive home exposing her left breast to which he'd helped himself, the entire top half of her dress was now round her waist giving him full access to her boobs. Will suggested they go to his bedroom and get comfortable, led her by the hand upstairs.
His bedroom, was beautifully furnished with a huge bed against the wall, subtle lights. They undressed and got into bed. She said for a guy of 60, Will had a good figure, not a gym bunny, he had a lovely cock. She leisurely sucked Will until he came, and continued stroking him. He returned the favour to her ‘fabulous' shaved pussy as he put it; his ex-wife - unsexy, scruffy, cold (but she had faults) insisted upon being hairy to piss him off, totally disinterested in anything with him. He said although expensive he was well rid of her.
It appears everyone is a Viagra man, (the whole lot of them seemed to pop viagra like sweeties) he was hard quite quickly. He said Edward had told him of her ‘likes’ and how she would fit in with their 'gathering', at last a more honest discussion. Will brought several items from one of the cupboards. They were talking quite calmly as he rubbed the hot lotion on her nipples and pussy (everyone’s got this stuff). He got on top and fucked her long and slow, pushing a curled finger past Dawns rosebud, asked if it was ok? She nodded and he pushed further into her arsehole. He was definitely a bloody good fuck, bringing her off twice, before coming in her. She told him she was expecting Edward to jump from a cupboard or a set of chains appear at the end of the bed, which again brought a laugh.
They each went to the bathroom, came back and lay in the bed together. He was a very charming man, told her he would like to see her again without Edwards involvement, ‘Our secret you mean?’ She felt she could trust him. If you’re ok with that? ‘I’m Ok with that’. He asked her about her involvement with Edwards ‘other interest’, she said,’ I know bits, but not much.’ Edward had separate little parties for the ‘in crowd’ of which Will was regarded as one, as was Ray. Coral found interested parties and willing decorations.
He explained that although he did ‘dabble’ in the S&m world, he was not in the ‘in’ crowd and to his knowledge Soraya was only on the edge. His ex-wife, on the other hand was very ‘in’ through Edward and her boyfriend who, Will was not meant to know about, was a friend of Edwards, she had got heavily into the more bizarre side, which suited her as she was a nasty individual. Then she ran off with the boyfriend, he said he should really thank Edward. He said the average sm crowd were just the fancy dress brigade. He asked had she been to Edwards ‘special room’, she said no but he had some ropes attached to his bed. He said that’s the warm up, Edward had a purpose built ‘dungeon’. If Dawn wanted to ‘dabble’ he’d help her, keep her safe. (how considerate). He laughed, Edwards room cost over £20k, 5 years ago. A specialist installer in the midlands does everyone’s. A serious ‘hobby’ as you call it Dawn.
He told Dawn, tonight wasn’t a business arrangement for him, he wanted to meet her. He didn’t want this to be a one off, wanted to see her regularly. She replied, ‘I’m ok with that too’. He said, it’s none of his business but if she would take a little advice, she should give Edward a wide berth. He was ruthless, calculating, cold, and had a cruel streak. He’d use her and cast her aside, probably damaged. He said, she would do well to avoid the kinkier side with him, it could do her harm in many ways. He went on, he and Coral were friends but kept Edward at arms length, just business. Coral despises him, but he hires a lot of staff from her. Dawn you can trust her. ‘Ray?’ Oh she just got caught up, but her heart was in the right place. Will said, he’s courting me for business contracts between our companies. He was looking at the market. Things were falling into place.
He said his intention was to see more of each other, he needed to understand her relationship at home. Dawn paused, ‘My husband and I are rock solid, I love him. We've tried this ‘hotwifing’ as an experiment and allow each other a large degree of latitude. So far we’ve been having a good time. Is that what you mean?’ Yes. Would she as a favour to him, not mention him to me in any way. “Lie to my husband?’. Only by keeping his name and identity out of it, nothing sinister. Say she was seeing Edward, which he hoped she won’t. He had genuine reasons, and would explain. He assured her he would look after her, he was actually a bit smitten. Dawn thought about it, she didn’t understand but agreed. It was late, there was an hours drive so they dressed, and discussed arrangements over a civilised cup of tea (absolutely true). Although she didn’t admit it to him, she told me she too was more than a little hooked. He walked her to the car in his robe, they kissed, a good night blowjob by the car, she drove home.
Late morning (Saturday), she decided we should have a bath together before lunch. We got ourselves comfortable in the hot bath water and then told me all. I did comment, I was a little surprised at Will’s request for anonymity, but it seems everyone wants an affair. He and I hadn’t met so I was invisible. I was OK with that. Maybe get my chauffeur hat out again?
I said I thought a bit of NRE had crept in, was she/we OK? 'Absolutely, no need to ask! Let's see where this goes'.
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Dawn seems to be able to make relationships when every she wants, I am not sure about Will request, as Dawn has explain your NMR status why should Will have an issue? Also when will Dawn find the time to keep all these relationships going, if Will wants more access
Wills warnings about the special room, have a look 50 shades as a start, Might be something to try once
Sounds like Dawn needs to give Ray a good time to reset there relationship
Wills warnings about the special room, have a look 50 shades as a start, Might be something to try once
Sounds like Dawn needs to give Ray a good time to reset there relationship
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S - If that was in reference to my earlier post, I was actually thinking of anyone else who might happen to be at an event that Dawn might end up conversing with.skoot1958 wrote: ↑Tue Sep 26, 2023 1:18 pmThe key thing is Edward never ask Dawn to have sex with some for business, that would be crossing the line
As for Edward S&M is not that unusual Zara has a nice write up of the last 2 years https://reddit.com/u/ZarasLondonSexLife/s/wl4ALVuyLi
Dawn seems to make relationships easily, she can use the parties to build her new relationships
This Friday will be interesting just dinner, back to Edwards, or a party with Will and Edward
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LL I think what you said is a good idea, the link was saying Dawn is not unusual in her experimenting with S&M or anything thing else she has been up to, Zarah is posting the same sort of content
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Amidst all this, I find the Cheryl aspect most intriguing, yet she seems to be on the back burner!
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Monday pm
Got home in good time to prepare dinner (just another service I provide). Already into her first glass of red I joined Dawn, asked how her day was? ‘Good, nothing special, how about yours?’ Funny you should ask, I had a phone call before lunch from a purchasing manager inviting me to a meeting about security and document management system software ‘That’s great, isn’t it? Good business?’ Potentially very. This afternoon I had a phone call from another company, same interest come to an appointment. Completely out of the blue, strange.Normally there's a fight for these meetings. Coincidence?
Dawn’s mouth fell open, ‘Will?’ Spot on. I checked out the companies, they’re both in his Group. ‘Is that good?’ Well I think so! No problem for me. For you? A Moral dilemma? immoral earnings? I teased. ‘Well there’s certainly no legal implications’. ‘Oh shit, that makes me a hooker?’ Well, Now you mention it. I asked how much for a blow job? Not funny apparently. Of course it doesn't silly, but it does mean you need to be careful. If he can give, then he can take away, look at Edward. You said he may not get Will's contract? Fortunately we don't need his business, but I certainly want it. Just one of these deals was a substantial boost to my company with the potential to snowball; but with what strings?? Perhaps I’m looking too deep, seeing spooks that aren’t there?
After dinner, relaxing with another glass of wine (we like wine) we discussed the pro’s and cons of literally getting into bed with Will and the effect of my involvement. Will has to respect Dawn's position at home and at work.
On another note this morning she phoned Cheryl, fresh from her holiday. The good news, she’s seeing Dawn Thursday evening for their ‘girls night’. The bad news is she is reticent about my involvement, fucking great. Dawn will work on it, so I have to stand by my phone.
She also spoke with Coral, who invited her to a long lunch in London week after next, maybe a glitzy party or two. Coral had spoken with a very happy Will on Sunday afternoon, told her all about his evening with Dawn, (a gentleman just doesn’t), Coral has told her she is a natural sub. Where's Google. Interestingly, Coral and Will are much closer than we realised. Why and how?? They discussed Edward; both agreeing Dawn should step aside, wash her hands. In any case anything Edward could show her, she and Will would do way better, haha. Any problems, Will would deal with Edward, he was no problem. She had decided to take their advice, offload Edward before any unpleasantness. God knows how she’ll do that unscathed. She asked if I would be there for moral support when he rings/she rings. Dawn must now start properly mending fences with Ray.
So in summary Edward is out (I’m relieved). Will is very much in, Dawn has admitted she has a serious attraction for him, she feels ‘different’, let's see what that brings??? And It’s only Monday.
Got home in good time to prepare dinner (just another service I provide). Already into her first glass of red I joined Dawn, asked how her day was? ‘Good, nothing special, how about yours?’ Funny you should ask, I had a phone call before lunch from a purchasing manager inviting me to a meeting about security and document management system software ‘That’s great, isn’t it? Good business?’ Potentially very. This afternoon I had a phone call from another company, same interest come to an appointment. Completely out of the blue, strange.Normally there's a fight for these meetings. Coincidence?
Dawn’s mouth fell open, ‘Will?’ Spot on. I checked out the companies, they’re both in his Group. ‘Is that good?’ Well I think so! No problem for me. For you? A Moral dilemma? immoral earnings? I teased. ‘Well there’s certainly no legal implications’. ‘Oh shit, that makes me a hooker?’ Well, Now you mention it. I asked how much for a blow job? Not funny apparently. Of course it doesn't silly, but it does mean you need to be careful. If he can give, then he can take away, look at Edward. You said he may not get Will's contract? Fortunately we don't need his business, but I certainly want it. Just one of these deals was a substantial boost to my company with the potential to snowball; but with what strings?? Perhaps I’m looking too deep, seeing spooks that aren’t there?
After dinner, relaxing with another glass of wine (we like wine) we discussed the pro’s and cons of literally getting into bed with Will and the effect of my involvement. Will has to respect Dawn's position at home and at work.
On another note this morning she phoned Cheryl, fresh from her holiday. The good news, she’s seeing Dawn Thursday evening for their ‘girls night’. The bad news is she is reticent about my involvement, fucking great. Dawn will work on it, so I have to stand by my phone.
She also spoke with Coral, who invited her to a long lunch in London week after next, maybe a glitzy party or two. Coral had spoken with a very happy Will on Sunday afternoon, told her all about his evening with Dawn, (a gentleman just doesn’t), Coral has told her she is a natural sub. Where's Google. Interestingly, Coral and Will are much closer than we realised. Why and how?? They discussed Edward; both agreeing Dawn should step aside, wash her hands. In any case anything Edward could show her, she and Will would do way better, haha. Any problems, Will would deal with Edward, he was no problem. She had decided to take their advice, offload Edward before any unpleasantness. God knows how she’ll do that unscathed. She asked if I would be there for moral support when he rings/she rings. Dawn must now start properly mending fences with Ray.
So in summary Edward is out (I’m relieved). Will is very much in, Dawn has admitted she has a serious attraction for him, she feels ‘different’, let's see what that brings??? And It’s only Monday.
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O - I would guess, with Dawn being a Lawyer, this would put her in the 'professionals' category.ocean wrote: ↑Mon Oct 02, 2023 2:04 pmMonday pm
Got home in good time to prepare dinner (just another service I provide). Already into her first glass of red I joined Dawn, asked how her day was? ‘Good, nothing special, how about yours?’ Funny you should ask, I had a phone call before lunch from a purchasing manager inviting me to a meeting about security and document management system software ‘That’s great, isn’t it? Good business?’ Potentially very. This afternoon I had a phone call from another company, same interest come to an appointment. Completely out of the blue, strange.Normally there's a fight for these meetings. Coincidence?
Dawn’s mouth fell open, ‘Will?’ Spot on. I checked out the companies, they’re both in his Group. ‘Is that good?’ Well I think so! No problem for me. For you? A Moral dilemma? immoral earnings? I teased. ‘Well there’s certainly no legal implications’. ‘Oh shit, that makes me a hooker?’ Well, Now you mention it. I asked how much for a blow job? Not funny apparently. Of course it doesn't silly, but it does mean you need to be careful. If he can give, then he can take away, look at Edward. You said he may not get Will's contract? Fortunately we don't need his business, but I certainly want it. Just one of these deals was a substantial boost to my company with the potential to snowball; but with what strings?? Perhaps I’m looking too deep, seeing spooks that aren’t there?
After dinner, relaxing with another glass of wine (we like wine) we discussed the pro’s and cons of literally getting into bed with Will and the effect of my involvement. Will has to respect Dawn's position at home and at work.
On another note this morning she phoned Cheryl, fresh from her holiday. The good news, she’s seeing Dawn Thursday evening for their ‘girls night’. The bad news is she is reticent about my involvement, fucking great. Dawn will work on it, so I have to stand by my phone.
She also spoke with Coral, who invited her to a long lunch in London week after next, maybe a glitzy party or two. Coral had spoken with a very happy Will on Sunday afternoon, told her all about his evening with Dawn, (a gentleman just doesn’t), Coral has told her she is a natural sub. Where's Google. Interestingly, Coral and Will are much closer than we realised. Why and how?? They discussed Edward; both agreeing Dawn should step aside, wash her hands. In any case anything Edward could show her, she and Will would do way better, haha. Any problems, Will would deal with Edward, he was no problem. She had decided to take their advice, offload Edward before any unpleasantness. God knows how she’ll do that unscathed. She asked if I would be there for moral support when he rings/she rings. Dawn must now start properly mending fences with Ray.
So in summary Edward is out (I’m relieved). Will is very much in, Dawn has admitted she has a serious attraction for him, she feels ‘different’, let's see what that brings??? And It’s only Monday.
- As with her job, these parties could lead to new business for her. I would think with some of these parties you never quite know who you might run into.
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O - The above was my comment from a week or so ago, thou I have to say your revelation regarding new business was not exactly what I had in mind.
- With your various descriptions of Dawn and her various outfits attending these swarays, with no pictures available and by chance watching an episode of Midsomer Murders, I've have decided the actor Hannah Waddingham, who plays Mimi Dagmar is a suitable substitute.
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Re: Wife and friend behave like a couple in pub - the start
Hi LL, I have always thought she was and still is very like Cherie Lunghi, but others say she bares a strong resemblance to an intelligent version of Liz Hurley (which gives Dawn great delight). Dawn is 49 (on November 4) rather classy brunette, hair off the shoulder, lovely blue eyes and olive complexion. She stands at 5'8" and carries herself well. Very fit and a little too curious. As I am from the frozen North, I think she speaks rather plummy (Joanna Lumleyish). In short - she is great.
I have many holiday shots of her topless on holiday and naked in the garden, although tempted, I wouldn't survive the day. Her concern is being compromised in her professional life, hence her absolute refusal to any published images of any kind. Yesterdays business opportunities pertained to my business, which was out of the blue, obviously a gesture to Dawn from her friend.
I have many holiday shots of her topless on holiday and naked in the garden, although tempted, I wouldn't survive the day. Her concern is being compromised in her professional life, hence her absolute refusal to any published images of any kind. Yesterdays business opportunities pertained to my business, which was out of the blue, obviously a gesture to Dawn from her friend.
Re: Wife and friend behave like a couple in pub - the start
Cherie Lunghi ... crikey! Sexy as!
Re: Wife and friend behave like a couple in pub - the start
Explains a lot a sexy lady in the primer of her life, with out the hang ups of younger girls, only wanting to enjoy herself, oozing, sexuality
The combination is magnetic to men and woman, Dawn can have anyone she wants (almost)
Will, will be thinking he has the stuck gold, I suspect Will will be asking for overnight ASAP so he can really enjoy Dawn both socially and physically
The combination is magnetic to men and woman, Dawn can have anyone she wants (almost)
Will, will be thinking he has the stuck gold, I suspect Will will be asking for overnight ASAP so he can really enjoy Dawn both socially and physically
Re: Wife and friend behave like a couple in pub - the start
Thursday 5th. Dawn picked Cheryl up at 8pm and went to meet Jackie at a pub in Arundel. Dressed in an animal print midi skirt, cream jumper (pokies), grey suede biker jacket and low heels, she looks good, a bit casual, but what do I know? Jackie is not the most discrete so it’s been agreed she is not to be in the know regarding the girl’s arrangement.
Around 11.30pm they arrived home, both a little the worse for wear, and came into the kitchen for a nightcap. Cheryl had been a little uneasy for most of the evening but wasn’t feeling any pain now. They both hoped Jackie hadn’t picked up on the vibes. Dawn said they started the kissing by the kitchen island so she suggested, as the guest bedroom was prepared for her (and Dawn) they should adjourn there, not to worry as Mark was in the main bedroom already asleep, ‘the forlorn hope’. They crept upstairs and disappeared into the room, all that could be heard was giggling, groans and shhh’s. So I admitted defeat and really tried to sleep.
An hour maybe two had passed, I was half asleep; my bedroom door opened, I thought Dawn with the consolation prize, (how ungrateful), but no, dear reader; both climbed in giggling like a couple of schoolgirls. The smell of booze, pussy and perfume would knock a horse out, how I suffered. I’m no fool, I reached across for Cheryl, being a little more ’fuller bodied’ than Dawn, she felt lovely, so soft, so warm. We kissed and I squeezed those big white pillows, no wonder Dawn goes into raptures about them. Nipples stiff, all for me. She was very wet, probably from Dawn’s ministrations, and a stronger pussy aroma than Dawn, but stirring nonetheless. I got my head down there. Making love to her was wonderful, she was soft, pliant, urgent and bloody noisy, that plus Dawns involvement and running commentary forced me to focus more, I persevered for quite a while, then the three of us settled down to sleep. Well, I wanted to. They spooned with each other, they do seem rather smitten with each other. I must have drifted off. Sorry.
There is only one thing better than the sleep of the Just; that is the sleep of the just after.
I woke to find myself on my own. Cheryl had showered and dressed ready for work while Dawn, in her dressing gown, made breakfast. I was to run Cheryl to work and go on to mine, so big wet kisses with Dawn and off we went. She was very chatty, a lot more confidant now with no embarrassment and frankly, lovely. When we arrived at her offices she leaned over and kissed me on the cheek, I broached the subject said that last night was fantastic, I hoped it wasn’t a one off. She laughed and replied, Not likely, she’d ring Dawn later. Went to work.
I went to my office with a smile and a ‘lazy lob’. Then onto the first of the new appointments. In the afternoon I rang Dawn, who’d climbed back into bed getting up around 10, Cheryl had rung and they’d chatted, she reassured me, ‘relax, everyone was happy with the way things turned out’. 'Cheryl had been anxious but all good'. ‘However, it must remain very strictly among the three of us’. It appears everyone has secrets!!
As a point of interest, the first of the ‘appointments’, was stiff and stilted, clearly the ‘buyer’ didn’t like being told to ‘consider’ my involvement and potentially replacing his existing supplier. I can understand that, but it’s business and it’s cold out there. The meeting warmed and went well in the end, no-one lost face and I came away feeling good progress had been made. We’ll see, I have a follow up meeting plus the other larger opportunity next week, fingers crossed. I will let Dawn know and she can let slip next week when she sees Will.
Around 11.30pm they arrived home, both a little the worse for wear, and came into the kitchen for a nightcap. Cheryl had been a little uneasy for most of the evening but wasn’t feeling any pain now. They both hoped Jackie hadn’t picked up on the vibes. Dawn said they started the kissing by the kitchen island so she suggested, as the guest bedroom was prepared for her (and Dawn) they should adjourn there, not to worry as Mark was in the main bedroom already asleep, ‘the forlorn hope’. They crept upstairs and disappeared into the room, all that could be heard was giggling, groans and shhh’s. So I admitted defeat and really tried to sleep.
An hour maybe two had passed, I was half asleep; my bedroom door opened, I thought Dawn with the consolation prize, (how ungrateful), but no, dear reader; both climbed in giggling like a couple of schoolgirls. The smell of booze, pussy and perfume would knock a horse out, how I suffered. I’m no fool, I reached across for Cheryl, being a little more ’fuller bodied’ than Dawn, she felt lovely, so soft, so warm. We kissed and I squeezed those big white pillows, no wonder Dawn goes into raptures about them. Nipples stiff, all for me. She was very wet, probably from Dawn’s ministrations, and a stronger pussy aroma than Dawn, but stirring nonetheless. I got my head down there. Making love to her was wonderful, she was soft, pliant, urgent and bloody noisy, that plus Dawns involvement and running commentary forced me to focus more, I persevered for quite a while, then the three of us settled down to sleep. Well, I wanted to. They spooned with each other, they do seem rather smitten with each other. I must have drifted off. Sorry.
There is only one thing better than the sleep of the Just; that is the sleep of the just after.
I woke to find myself on my own. Cheryl had showered and dressed ready for work while Dawn, in her dressing gown, made breakfast. I was to run Cheryl to work and go on to mine, so big wet kisses with Dawn and off we went. She was very chatty, a lot more confidant now with no embarrassment and frankly, lovely. When we arrived at her offices she leaned over and kissed me on the cheek, I broached the subject said that last night was fantastic, I hoped it wasn’t a one off. She laughed and replied, Not likely, she’d ring Dawn later. Went to work.
I went to my office with a smile and a ‘lazy lob’. Then onto the first of the new appointments. In the afternoon I rang Dawn, who’d climbed back into bed getting up around 10, Cheryl had rung and they’d chatted, she reassured me, ‘relax, everyone was happy with the way things turned out’. 'Cheryl had been anxious but all good'. ‘However, it must remain very strictly among the three of us’. It appears everyone has secrets!!
As a point of interest, the first of the ‘appointments’, was stiff and stilted, clearly the ‘buyer’ didn’t like being told to ‘consider’ my involvement and potentially replacing his existing supplier. I can understand that, but it’s business and it’s cold out there. The meeting warmed and went well in the end, no-one lost face and I came away feeling good progress had been made. We’ll see, I have a follow up meeting plus the other larger opportunity next week, fingers crossed. I will let Dawn know and she can let slip next week when she sees Will.
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As Cheryl has taken a bit of time to mature if you have the time, i am sure we would all be really interesting to understand how it came about. Where the girls all fucked out and just decided they needed dick, or did Cheryl always want you but was unsure how to progress, with Dawn help was she worth waiting for, the first time is always learning
Your said after the first time Cheryl and Dawn got it off, that Cheryl told her husband, so I assume he was expecting Dana and Cheryl to get it off as Cheryl was staying over, is he cool with everything? is it time to take him out for a beer and discuss the girl’s relationship, just to understand his thinking, skipping your involvement
Just thinking out loud as Dawn has had a number of a man who are her age or older do you think she would be interested in trying a younger man? young men wet dream
I would think Coral would have many good contacts in that age group
Your said after the first time Cheryl and Dawn got it off, that Cheryl told her husband, so I assume he was expecting Dana and Cheryl to get it off as Cheryl was staying over, is he cool with everything? is it time to take him out for a beer and discuss the girl’s relationship, just to understand his thinking, skipping your involvement
Just thinking out loud as Dawn has had a number of a man who are her age or older do you think she would be interested in trying a younger man? young men wet dream
I would think Coral would have many good contacts in that age group
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Tuesday
Coral has invited Dawn to lunch on Friday at her Fulham offices. Would she kindly wear a sexy dress, but nothing too ‘exposed’, she arranged for Dawn to do a screen test in the morning. Interesting? Dawns a bit nonplussed as she said she wasn’t particularly interested, but I did advise keep an open mind. Coral has ‘tested the water’ and there are interested parties for TV commercial and fashion companies ‘for the older woman’, haha. She insists the term is MILF. Oh and Surprise!! Will will be joining them later. I was a little taken aback how much that sent her excitement meter over the top.
Good news.She’s drove to Rays for supper after work Wednesday, midday Thursday hasn't got home yet. Cheryl rang her from work, said thanks for a lovely evening, apologised for being so uneasy at first where I was concerned, she wasn’t sure how keen Dawn really was on her sleeping with me, Dawn said she totally understood, we all had a great time. Again?? Definitely. Didn’t tell her husband about my involvement, 'He wouldn’t understand’. As if? A secret. But let’s do it again.
What about my side I hear you ask? Well, I attended the invitation from the second company with my sales manager and an IT engineer for support. The company’s requirement is substantial, again if I mentioned what they manufacture you’d know straight away (so I won’t) but I was surprised. The buyer was a very attractive woman called Michelle, in her mid 50’s, slim, dark haired, 5’6” wearing a dark blue blouse unbuttoned to show some interesting cleavage and a black knee length skirt, I felt like we rather hit it off, really nice but professional. The company F.D. Robert, was in the meeting, he was a typical 60+ dry accountant type, nice enough. As I learned during the meeting he was there due to the size of the proposed transaction and the unusual situation (Group CEO involved?). It will be big. If successful I would have to recruit extra staff and engineers and all that goes with that, which won’t be easy, a lot of headaches..
I was invited to the next stage to do a survey of needs. Very positive. Keep going Dawn, or is that being mercenary.
Coral has invited Dawn to lunch on Friday at her Fulham offices. Would she kindly wear a sexy dress, but nothing too ‘exposed’, she arranged for Dawn to do a screen test in the morning. Interesting? Dawns a bit nonplussed as she said she wasn’t particularly interested, but I did advise keep an open mind. Coral has ‘tested the water’ and there are interested parties for TV commercial and fashion companies ‘for the older woman’, haha. She insists the term is MILF. Oh and Surprise!! Will will be joining them later. I was a little taken aback how much that sent her excitement meter over the top.
Good news.She’s drove to Rays for supper after work Wednesday, midday Thursday hasn't got home yet. Cheryl rang her from work, said thanks for a lovely evening, apologised for being so uneasy at first where I was concerned, she wasn’t sure how keen Dawn really was on her sleeping with me, Dawn said she totally understood, we all had a great time. Again?? Definitely. Didn’t tell her husband about my involvement, 'He wouldn’t understand’. As if? A secret. But let’s do it again.
What about my side I hear you ask? Well, I attended the invitation from the second company with my sales manager and an IT engineer for support. The company’s requirement is substantial, again if I mentioned what they manufacture you’d know straight away (so I won’t) but I was surprised. The buyer was a very attractive woman called Michelle, in her mid 50’s, slim, dark haired, 5’6” wearing a dark blue blouse unbuttoned to show some interesting cleavage and a black knee length skirt, I felt like we rather hit it off, really nice but professional. The company F.D. Robert, was in the meeting, he was a typical 60+ dry accountant type, nice enough. As I learned during the meeting he was there due to the size of the proposed transaction and the unusual situation (Group CEO involved?). It will be big. If successful I would have to recruit extra staff and engineers and all that goes with that, which won’t be easy, a lot of headaches..
I was invited to the next stage to do a survey of needs. Very positive. Keep going Dawn, or is that being mercenary.
Re: Wife and friend behave like a couple in pub - the start
Part 1, The London trip.
Friday 13th (lucky). Dawn was scurrying around at 7am getting ready to catch the train to London to meet Coral. She tried on several dresses which were ‘sexy but not too exposed’. She settled on a mid blue, above the knee, button up from the waist dress, then the question, underwear or not? She could expose as much or as little as required, and as she was meeting Will later, probably no underwear. Black patent heels, blue bag and raincoat. Looking great. Off to the station.
She arrived at 11.30 to be met by Coral at Putney railway station. She complimented Dawn on her daytime appearance, though the make-up department made her almost unrecognisable. Then screen-test etc, photographs taken, voice check and God knows what else went well. Coral told her that there were already several ‘golden’ opportunities and she would act as Dawn’s agent. All a bit hurried, poor old Dawn, she hadn’t even wanted to do this.
The girls, including Corals right hand woman Abby, went to a ‘very’ nice restaurant for a rather late lunch where they talked just about everything. Dawn said she felt very comfortable now with Coral, as a friend, especially as Coral put it, as she knew her so well. Abby didn’t even raise an eyebrow.
About an hour into what was now, a very boozy but lovely lunch (Dawn was warned, hence the train and no car) Will and a business colleague joined them (she couldn’t remember his name), and a few more drinks. Lunch had started about 3 and at 8.30ish Dawn and Will bade everyone a goodnight and left (After he'd paid the bill).
The two of them taxi’d onto a ‘club’ in Croydon. In her ‘happy’ state (sort of in control but happy) she took in the surroundings and her description was; some very outlandish people, mostly ‘exposed’ as Coral would put it, were sat at tables around a low lit bar with some great music. She tried not to stare but everyone was either heavily tattooed and/or pierced, mostly the women. Will blended in as other suited guys were there, but Dawn felt rather out of place, no tattoos and no piercings. Will said this was one of a number of fetish bars in London, which peaked Dawn’s interest, she'd read up on all kinds of 'potential' fetishes. He asked if she was still curious? Trying to be ‘cool’, she said she could be tempted.
He went over to the bar to speak to a very good looking, guy with long dark hair. Dawn quickly texted me to pick them up, as neither she nor Will had a car, so could I collect them from the bar, gave the address? I texted it would be around 12.
They came over, Will introduced him as Remi, a very old friend, also very tattooed and well built, dressed in dark blue shirt and jeans. He was French and the owner of the bar. Remi joined them and called for drinks in a 'sexy' French accent. Will explained to Remi that Dawn was ‘curious’ about ‘the scene’, perhaps he could help?.
He looked Dawn up and down and said quite seriously, this was a very select ‘members only’ club, did she understand the implications for her? Yes. Did she realise her actions were Will’s responsibility? Yes. He stood, walked off. We were to follow.
The bar was large, at the back was a door with a coded lock, they went through. They went down a dimly lit corridor with rooms leading off, stopping at door at the end. Remi looked at Dawn, asked, You’re sure? She said she could only nod. Her mouth was dry and her heart was hammering. In the room, low lighting from 2 wall lights, painted grey and red. Around the walls were cushioned benches of different heights, straps attached to one wall and various items of torture like riding crops, vibrators, straps and the like. In the centre of the ceiling hung a black cord with metal rings attached to a pulley. The gravity of it all was starting to sink in. The heart rate went up a notch, her worry was she didn't piss herself with fear. She wanted to run, but couldn’t move, trembling.
Will sat on a bench against a wall. Remi told Dawn to strip. As if in a daze she unbuttoned her dress and let it fall. Remi openly admired her body and matter of factly commented on her lack of underwear, told her to take off her shoes. She said it felt so unreal, here she was in a ‘dungeon’, naked, with this hot guy she'd only just met walking around her, telling her to stand still, squeezing her tits, her arse, belly then ran his hand over and in her pussy. She was sobering up quickly. He stood her in the middle of the room, tied some leather wrist cuffs to her wrists, attaching to the rings at each end of a bar and onto the ceiling cord. He tied her cuffed ankles to another bar which spread her feet shoulder width. She said although her heart and mind were racing she wasn't going to be beaten (so to speak). Remi told her very clearly that if she wanted to stop at anytime, say ‘Red’, to stay at the level she’d reached ‘yellow’ and to go further ‘green’ did she understand? Yes.
The moment of truth. Remi drew on the cord by the wall and the bar raised above Dawn’s head till her heels just lifted. He walked behind her, she heard a swish and a leather whip lashed across the back of her thighs, after the shock she got in tune. She was thrashed across her back and then her breasts and stomach. She said it was a stinging pain, but she got into it, obviously bringing the blood to the surface (trying to be analytical). He exchanged the whip for a riding crop and brought it hard across the top of Dawn’s butt, this caused her to scream. What colour? ‘Green’. So it went on, he hit her thighs, her breasts, across her nipples with the thong. Her lower stomach was painful, but then he paddled her pussy but not so hard. Colour? ‘Green’. A little more of this treatment, he gave her tits some serious painful squeezing, then, from behind, he produced toothed, sprung, black nipple clamps on a chain, and without warning released them. She said the pain was like nothing she’d ever known, even child birth (twice). Again he shouted for a colour. Green. While pulling the nipple chain he started to stroke and pinching her clit, between her lips fingering her, (I am guessing so she would associate nipple pain with pleasure). She responded to this; said said her mind was full of flashing colours, her emotions and senses were allover the place, but it felt good. He asked if she was OK? yes. He lowered the arm bar so she could get circulation going. But no rest for the perverted.
Remi brought a wide cushioned bench in front of her, and made her lean back over it so her back was arched, her feet on the ground and arms stretched above her head. He attached the wrist clips to 2 straps at the base of the bench. She said although filled with tension she didn’t feel frightened. All the time rubbing her pussy and thought his attention to her clit incredible. He again brought the crop down on her breasts pulling the chained nipples hard causing tremendous pain, then her stomach and front of her thighs. This action stopped, to be replaced with a vigorous finger fuck and the insertion of something quite large into her arse, she thought perhaps a dildo. Over the period of this ‘treatment’ she'd had, to her surprise, orgasmed several times.
While she was congratulating herself on her resilience and increasing pain tolerance,. Remi turned to Will, who was out of vision as she was bent over backwards, and said ‘she’s ready’. A naked Will approached her unseen, slowly fucked her. Meantime Remi had stripped, brought his not inconsiderable shaved cock to Dawns mouth, told her to ‘blow him’. (his reward presumably). Neither lasted long, but Dawn, who’s head was upside down, had cum running down her throat and up her nose, as well as her pussy. Nice and not nice.
She was untied, the clamps were removed which was as painful as when they were attached and the plug removed from her butt. A very affectionate Remi took her to a rather plush bathroom, where, as she was covered in sweat and spunk, he ‘helped’ her shower and she got dressed. Remi again hugged her, told her she’d been fantastic, couldn’t believe it was her first time, even gave her a free membership. He shook a now dressed Will’s hand and led them back to the bar. Dawn was so disoriented and quite dizzy. Here she was drinking with a guy she thought fucking sexy, then who’d strung her up, beat the shit out of her, caused loads of pain; and Will, the guy who started it all. So surreal. She said she still had to admit, Remi was fucking hot. Do it again? ‘Absolutely, I’m a member now, must tell Ray’.
Friday 13th (lucky). Dawn was scurrying around at 7am getting ready to catch the train to London to meet Coral. She tried on several dresses which were ‘sexy but not too exposed’. She settled on a mid blue, above the knee, button up from the waist dress, then the question, underwear or not? She could expose as much or as little as required, and as she was meeting Will later, probably no underwear. Black patent heels, blue bag and raincoat. Looking great. Off to the station.
She arrived at 11.30 to be met by Coral at Putney railway station. She complimented Dawn on her daytime appearance, though the make-up department made her almost unrecognisable. Then screen-test etc, photographs taken, voice check and God knows what else went well. Coral told her that there were already several ‘golden’ opportunities and she would act as Dawn’s agent. All a bit hurried, poor old Dawn, she hadn’t even wanted to do this.
The girls, including Corals right hand woman Abby, went to a ‘very’ nice restaurant for a rather late lunch where they talked just about everything. Dawn said she felt very comfortable now with Coral, as a friend, especially as Coral put it, as she knew her so well. Abby didn’t even raise an eyebrow.
About an hour into what was now, a very boozy but lovely lunch (Dawn was warned, hence the train and no car) Will and a business colleague joined them (she couldn’t remember his name), and a few more drinks. Lunch had started about 3 and at 8.30ish Dawn and Will bade everyone a goodnight and left (After he'd paid the bill).
The two of them taxi’d onto a ‘club’ in Croydon. In her ‘happy’ state (sort of in control but happy) she took in the surroundings and her description was; some very outlandish people, mostly ‘exposed’ as Coral would put it, were sat at tables around a low lit bar with some great music. She tried not to stare but everyone was either heavily tattooed and/or pierced, mostly the women. Will blended in as other suited guys were there, but Dawn felt rather out of place, no tattoos and no piercings. Will said this was one of a number of fetish bars in London, which peaked Dawn’s interest, she'd read up on all kinds of 'potential' fetishes. He asked if she was still curious? Trying to be ‘cool’, she said she could be tempted.
He went over to the bar to speak to a very good looking, guy with long dark hair. Dawn quickly texted me to pick them up, as neither she nor Will had a car, so could I collect them from the bar, gave the address? I texted it would be around 12.
They came over, Will introduced him as Remi, a very old friend, also very tattooed and well built, dressed in dark blue shirt and jeans. He was French and the owner of the bar. Remi joined them and called for drinks in a 'sexy' French accent. Will explained to Remi that Dawn was ‘curious’ about ‘the scene’, perhaps he could help?.
He looked Dawn up and down and said quite seriously, this was a very select ‘members only’ club, did she understand the implications for her? Yes. Did she realise her actions were Will’s responsibility? Yes. He stood, walked off. We were to follow.
The bar was large, at the back was a door with a coded lock, they went through. They went down a dimly lit corridor with rooms leading off, stopping at door at the end. Remi looked at Dawn, asked, You’re sure? She said she could only nod. Her mouth was dry and her heart was hammering. In the room, low lighting from 2 wall lights, painted grey and red. Around the walls were cushioned benches of different heights, straps attached to one wall and various items of torture like riding crops, vibrators, straps and the like. In the centre of the ceiling hung a black cord with metal rings attached to a pulley. The gravity of it all was starting to sink in. The heart rate went up a notch, her worry was she didn't piss herself with fear. She wanted to run, but couldn’t move, trembling.
Will sat on a bench against a wall. Remi told Dawn to strip. As if in a daze she unbuttoned her dress and let it fall. Remi openly admired her body and matter of factly commented on her lack of underwear, told her to take off her shoes. She said it felt so unreal, here she was in a ‘dungeon’, naked, with this hot guy she'd only just met walking around her, telling her to stand still, squeezing her tits, her arse, belly then ran his hand over and in her pussy. She was sobering up quickly. He stood her in the middle of the room, tied some leather wrist cuffs to her wrists, attaching to the rings at each end of a bar and onto the ceiling cord. He tied her cuffed ankles to another bar which spread her feet shoulder width. She said although her heart and mind were racing she wasn't going to be beaten (so to speak). Remi told her very clearly that if she wanted to stop at anytime, say ‘Red’, to stay at the level she’d reached ‘yellow’ and to go further ‘green’ did she understand? Yes.
The moment of truth. Remi drew on the cord by the wall and the bar raised above Dawn’s head till her heels just lifted. He walked behind her, she heard a swish and a leather whip lashed across the back of her thighs, after the shock she got in tune. She was thrashed across her back and then her breasts and stomach. She said it was a stinging pain, but she got into it, obviously bringing the blood to the surface (trying to be analytical). He exchanged the whip for a riding crop and brought it hard across the top of Dawn’s butt, this caused her to scream. What colour? ‘Green’. So it went on, he hit her thighs, her breasts, across her nipples with the thong. Her lower stomach was painful, but then he paddled her pussy but not so hard. Colour? ‘Green’. A little more of this treatment, he gave her tits some serious painful squeezing, then, from behind, he produced toothed, sprung, black nipple clamps on a chain, and without warning released them. She said the pain was like nothing she’d ever known, even child birth (twice). Again he shouted for a colour. Green. While pulling the nipple chain he started to stroke and pinching her clit, between her lips fingering her, (I am guessing so she would associate nipple pain with pleasure). She responded to this; said said her mind was full of flashing colours, her emotions and senses were allover the place, but it felt good. He asked if she was OK? yes. He lowered the arm bar so she could get circulation going. But no rest for the perverted.
Remi brought a wide cushioned bench in front of her, and made her lean back over it so her back was arched, her feet on the ground and arms stretched above her head. He attached the wrist clips to 2 straps at the base of the bench. She said although filled with tension she didn’t feel frightened. All the time rubbing her pussy and thought his attention to her clit incredible. He again brought the crop down on her breasts pulling the chained nipples hard causing tremendous pain, then her stomach and front of her thighs. This action stopped, to be replaced with a vigorous finger fuck and the insertion of something quite large into her arse, she thought perhaps a dildo. Over the period of this ‘treatment’ she'd had, to her surprise, orgasmed several times.
While she was congratulating herself on her resilience and increasing pain tolerance,. Remi turned to Will, who was out of vision as she was bent over backwards, and said ‘she’s ready’. A naked Will approached her unseen, slowly fucked her. Meantime Remi had stripped, brought his not inconsiderable shaved cock to Dawns mouth, told her to ‘blow him’. (his reward presumably). Neither lasted long, but Dawn, who’s head was upside down, had cum running down her throat and up her nose, as well as her pussy. Nice and not nice.
She was untied, the clamps were removed which was as painful as when they were attached and the plug removed from her butt. A very affectionate Remi took her to a rather plush bathroom, where, as she was covered in sweat and spunk, he ‘helped’ her shower and she got dressed. Remi again hugged her, told her she’d been fantastic, couldn’t believe it was her first time, even gave her a free membership. He shook a now dressed Will’s hand and led them back to the bar. Dawn was so disoriented and quite dizzy. Here she was drinking with a guy she thought fucking sexy, then who’d strung her up, beat the shit out of her, caused loads of pain; and Will, the guy who started it all. So surreal. She said she still had to admit, Remi was fucking hot. Do it again? ‘Absolutely, I’m a member now, must tell Ray’.
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The journey home part 2
Dawn’s text was intriguing. Collect ‘them’. It would be just before midnight by the time ‘Geoff’ got there. Smartly dressed in dark shirt and trousers, wearing heavy dark rimmed glasses (very Clouseau), I left for Croydon. I thought, it all seems to happen in Croydon. Thankfully I had a big Maglight in the car side pocket, if anything kicks off, I’ll light their way. Not the most favourite of places.
As I arrived I texted Dawn to say ‘Geoff’ was outside. ‘With you in a minute, Geoff’. They came out, both a little the worse for wear, Dawn looked very flushed.
They got in the back, Dawn explaining this was the limo company her husband uses for important clients etc, all on the account. This was Geoff, he’s very discrete and ‘they had an ‘understanding’ ’. Will said Hi and appeared to settle down. I faced forward throughout, and kept in the shadow so I wouldn’t be recognised in the future. I asked if it was back to Dawn’s home? No, to Wills home and then to hers. She’s obviously making it clear there was no overnighter. He naturally thought he’d better make the most of it en-route. He whispered to Dawn,’How discrete?’ ‘Completely’. Then she unbuttoned her dress to make the point. He got the message. That discrete!
It wasn’t so much the snogging, groping fingering or the exquisite aroma, as the conversation; obviously the drink, tiredness, ‘discrete situation’ was loosening his tongue in my presence. I had made a meal of inserting my EarPods into my ears to imply ‘hear no evil’. (They’re the Bose ones that have hear through, so I could hear everything).
They discussed the day with Coral, him saying she was really good and would get her loads of exposure. She laughed and said that was his job. So it went on. She said that Remi seemed a great guy and it had been a very exciting and frightening experience. 'Which bit had she enjoyed most?' She replied ‘actually all of it’. Remi had told Will her performance in ‘the room’ was exceptional, but both agreed she would be foolish to go harder. It could be unpleasant, his ex was into that and it did her mind. Dawn asked how far would Remi go? He said how do you think he knew Remi? His wife of course. She was surprised and said ‘Oh, he’s into the hard stuff’. He caters for whatever you want, but said you should stay at tonights level and you'll enjoy it, perhaps a few more people next time. He must have pulled her nipple, she said, ‘gently, they’re sore’. As we headed down the A3 towards Guildford, in the mirror, I saw Dawn opening Will’s trousers and blow him on the back seat. No shame that girl. Still the sounds and smells were truly fantastic.
Just as she was finishing a sloppy blow job we arrived at his home. I pulled up in front of a rather grand drive in front of a rather grand house, they got out and stood by the car door. To my surprise, I turned to see him give her a full blown snog, she’d taken a mouthful of spunk not a minute earlier. I'll bet she didn't taste of strawberries.
She got into the back and we drove out and headed south for home. We’d only just past Godalming, Dawn announced, ‘stop the car, first I need a pee; then I want to fuck you’. I came to halt in a field entrance in the wilds of the Sussex border. She had a piss by side light (so romantic) climbed onto me in the drivers seat and gave me a long slow fuck, so long as I was careful with her tits. ‘God Mark, I’m buzzing, I just can’t stop tonight.’ While in process she asked was if she was getting out of control, going too far or turning into a nympho, a mad woman? She said she’d even been searching on Google for other fetishes. I reassured her that she was normal as normal goes, probably making up for lost time for things she felt she should have done when she was younger, maybe a little repression earlier in her life. I didn’t want to bring up the spectre of her bloody awful parents while I was balls deep and spoil the moment. To add to a great fuck, we had a lovely and loving cuddle for quite a while. Then she sat back in the front of the car and enjoyed the ride home. She would give me the full run down in the morning when she had processed it herself. Which is part 1.
Dawn’s text was intriguing. Collect ‘them’. It would be just before midnight by the time ‘Geoff’ got there. Smartly dressed in dark shirt and trousers, wearing heavy dark rimmed glasses (very Clouseau), I left for Croydon. I thought, it all seems to happen in Croydon. Thankfully I had a big Maglight in the car side pocket, if anything kicks off, I’ll light their way. Not the most favourite of places.
As I arrived I texted Dawn to say ‘Geoff’ was outside. ‘With you in a minute, Geoff’. They came out, both a little the worse for wear, Dawn looked very flushed.
They got in the back, Dawn explaining this was the limo company her husband uses for important clients etc, all on the account. This was Geoff, he’s very discrete and ‘they had an ‘understanding’ ’. Will said Hi and appeared to settle down. I faced forward throughout, and kept in the shadow so I wouldn’t be recognised in the future. I asked if it was back to Dawn’s home? No, to Wills home and then to hers. She’s obviously making it clear there was no overnighter. He naturally thought he’d better make the most of it en-route. He whispered to Dawn,’How discrete?’ ‘Completely’. Then she unbuttoned her dress to make the point. He got the message. That discrete!
It wasn’t so much the snogging, groping fingering or the exquisite aroma, as the conversation; obviously the drink, tiredness, ‘discrete situation’ was loosening his tongue in my presence. I had made a meal of inserting my EarPods into my ears to imply ‘hear no evil’. (They’re the Bose ones that have hear through, so I could hear everything).
They discussed the day with Coral, him saying she was really good and would get her loads of exposure. She laughed and said that was his job. So it went on. She said that Remi seemed a great guy and it had been a very exciting and frightening experience. 'Which bit had she enjoyed most?' She replied ‘actually all of it’. Remi had told Will her performance in ‘the room’ was exceptional, but both agreed she would be foolish to go harder. It could be unpleasant, his ex was into that and it did her mind. Dawn asked how far would Remi go? He said how do you think he knew Remi? His wife of course. She was surprised and said ‘Oh, he’s into the hard stuff’. He caters for whatever you want, but said you should stay at tonights level and you'll enjoy it, perhaps a few more people next time. He must have pulled her nipple, she said, ‘gently, they’re sore’. As we headed down the A3 towards Guildford, in the mirror, I saw Dawn opening Will’s trousers and blow him on the back seat. No shame that girl. Still the sounds and smells were truly fantastic.
Just as she was finishing a sloppy blow job we arrived at his home. I pulled up in front of a rather grand drive in front of a rather grand house, they got out and stood by the car door. To my surprise, I turned to see him give her a full blown snog, she’d taken a mouthful of spunk not a minute earlier. I'll bet she didn't taste of strawberries.
She got into the back and we drove out and headed south for home. We’d only just past Godalming, Dawn announced, ‘stop the car, first I need a pee; then I want to fuck you’. I came to halt in a field entrance in the wilds of the Sussex border. She had a piss by side light (so romantic) climbed onto me in the drivers seat and gave me a long slow fuck, so long as I was careful with her tits. ‘God Mark, I’m buzzing, I just can’t stop tonight.’ While in process she asked was if she was getting out of control, going too far or turning into a nympho, a mad woman? She said she’d even been searching on Google for other fetishes. I reassured her that she was normal as normal goes, probably making up for lost time for things she felt she should have done when she was younger, maybe a little repression earlier in her life. I didn’t want to bring up the spectre of her bloody awful parents while I was balls deep and spoil the moment. To add to a great fuck, we had a lovely and loving cuddle for quite a while. Then she sat back in the front of the car and enjoyed the ride home. She would give me the full run down in the morning when she had processed it herself. Which is part 1.
Re: Wife and friend behave like a couple in pub - the start
Dawn is trying a lot is stuff out, good for her, so next time there will be a few men, how does Dawn feel about a having train ran over her, from every think so far I think she will be fine with being fucked by a number of men
Just to catchup on some lose ends, has Dawn told Edward he is out, what happened at Rays just the 2 girls fuck all night or was Tony they to help things along
Does Dawn know if Ray has other girlfriends, did Dawn tell Ray about Cheryl, did I read that Cheryl has told her husband that she is fucking Dawn?
So if it is Dawn and Will your opportunity to be at one of Edward parties has gone
Just to catchup on some lose ends, has Dawn told Edward he is out, what happened at Rays just the 2 girls fuck all night or was Tony they to help things along
Does Dawn know if Ray has other girlfriends, did Dawn tell Ray about Cheryl, did I read that Cheryl has told her husband that she is fucking Dawn?
So if it is Dawn and Will your opportunity to be at one of Edward parties has gone
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Hi Skoot. I thought I would respond to your questions now.
We’re off to see friends (vanilla) in the east Midlands for a few days. Back Thursday, Dawn’s made no arrangements this week yet, subject to change?
Dawn thought that when the French guy said, instead of going ‘harder’ try more people he meant perhaps an additional guy/girl hence she said she’d speak with Ray, who she knows is also into the ‘scene’. Servicing a queue, along with ‘DP’ doesn’t have her interest. But she has been googling other fetishes (I won’t remind her to delete her history). This sudden thirst for knowledge/adventure appears all consuming. ‘So much to do, such little time’.
As for friend Edward, I must admit up until you mentioned it, I’d forgotten him. Dawn said that Will had advised her to leave Edward to him. Presumably the power lies with Will. In every pond there’s always a bigger shark. She said because of his position in his circle/ business he gets a lot of invitations to all kinds of parties some good, some ‘interesting’. So people like Edward need to keep on the right side of Will as he can do a lot of 'damage', even though Will thinks he’s an ‘arrogant, self-centred, self important wanker’. But he does have faults.
Dawn’s night with Ray? That was just the two of them. Dawn was mending fences, she was in the wrong so they were hers to mend. Rays husband Tony flies Long Haul out of Heathrow so is quite often away for 4/5 days at a time. Both he and Ray have an understanding as does she and Dawn, none are exclusive. Dawn did say that Ray has never slept with a redhead and is curious about Cheryl, and it’s mutual. Cheryl’s husband is a nice guy, who I recently helped get his new job. His best mate was having a fling with Cheryl and was found out. He decided to accept it and develop that into a threeway, which Cheryl is taking great advantage. Cheryl doesn’t think he’d accept another guy, so I’m the dirty little secret. Cheryl sleeping with Dawn he finds exciting, other guys - no, sleeping with other women doesn't count. Moron. See you later.
We’re off to see friends (vanilla) in the east Midlands for a few days. Back Thursday, Dawn’s made no arrangements this week yet, subject to change?
Dawn thought that when the French guy said, instead of going ‘harder’ try more people he meant perhaps an additional guy/girl hence she said she’d speak with Ray, who she knows is also into the ‘scene’. Servicing a queue, along with ‘DP’ doesn’t have her interest. But she has been googling other fetishes (I won’t remind her to delete her history). This sudden thirst for knowledge/adventure appears all consuming. ‘So much to do, such little time’.
As for friend Edward, I must admit up until you mentioned it, I’d forgotten him. Dawn said that Will had advised her to leave Edward to him. Presumably the power lies with Will. In every pond there’s always a bigger shark. She said because of his position in his circle/ business he gets a lot of invitations to all kinds of parties some good, some ‘interesting’. So people like Edward need to keep on the right side of Will as he can do a lot of 'damage', even though Will thinks he’s an ‘arrogant, self-centred, self important wanker’. But he does have faults.
Dawn’s night with Ray? That was just the two of them. Dawn was mending fences, she was in the wrong so they were hers to mend. Rays husband Tony flies Long Haul out of Heathrow so is quite often away for 4/5 days at a time. Both he and Ray have an understanding as does she and Dawn, none are exclusive. Dawn did say that Ray has never slept with a redhead and is curious about Cheryl, and it’s mutual. Cheryl’s husband is a nice guy, who I recently helped get his new job. His best mate was having a fling with Cheryl and was found out. He decided to accept it and develop that into a threeway, which Cheryl is taking great advantage. Cheryl doesn’t think he’d accept another guy, so I’m the dirty little secret. Cheryl sleeping with Dawn he finds exciting, other guys - no, sleeping with other women doesn't count. Moron. See you later.
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Mark thanks for your update, sounds like everything is in place and going well for both of you, enjoy your time together with friends
As long as Dawn stays safe, sometime it seems she is just going with the flow and hoping to luck it will all work out, so far it has, maybe Dawn is a very good judge of character
Yes Cheryl’s hubby is a Moran, relationship are relationship no matter what sex is involved
His view that woman with woman is not the same, gives Cherly the opportunity to stay over from time to time, good for all 3 of you
On the positive site your the “other” man have fun
Maybe we could sum up Dawns hobby as a number of friends with benefits and in the lifestyle that’s a good place to be
As long as Dawn stays safe, sometime it seems she is just going with the flow and hoping to luck it will all work out, so far it has, maybe Dawn is a very good judge of character
Yes Cheryl’s hubby is a Moran, relationship are relationship no matter what sex is involved
His view that woman with woman is not the same, gives Cherly the opportunity to stay over from time to time, good for all 3 of you
On the positive site your the “other” man have fun
Maybe we could sum up Dawns hobby as a number of friends with benefits and in the lifestyle that’s a good place to be
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Re: Wife and friend behave like a couple in pub - the start
O - Curious about a few minor things about Dawn's latest adventure.
- When she was finished at Coral's "shoot" did Dawn keep on the makeup or was it removed? Seeing as makeup can be range from quite subtle to quite extreme. And where would Dawn rank it?
- After having endured Remi's "punishment", was Dawn 'marked' up much? How did she feel about any marks that were left and for that matter on going soreness?
- If Dawn doesn't mind a bit of being tied up she should have a go at Shibari.
- When she was finished at Coral's "shoot" did Dawn keep on the makeup or was it removed? Seeing as makeup can be range from quite subtle to quite extreme. And where would Dawn rank it?
- After having endured Remi's "punishment", was Dawn 'marked' up much? How did she feel about any marks that were left and for that matter on going soreness?
- If Dawn doesn't mind a bit of being tied up she should have a go at Shibari.
Re: Wife and friend behave like a couple in pub - the start
Just back from seeing our vanilla friends and relatives in the East Midlands. Quite enjoyed it, the beer was sensibly priced compared to down south, they were good company. Dawn had to be on good behaviour, wear underwear and no cussing, Although younger, they’re quite amusingly reserved. But you never know? It is good to be back, if only to relax.
Thanks for the questions:
Dawn normally wears very little makeup, her complexion and colouring lends itself to this and red lipstick. She did complain she looked like a clown with thick theatrical makeup for the photo shoot, which she removed asap.
As for marks, in fairness we didn’t look until morning. She did have a slight bruise on the side of her left breast and a few heavier bruises on her thighs just below her cheeks, but nothing to speak of. Certainly no welt marks. She said the French guy hadn’t held back but assured her ‘no marks, just stings’. He was a little concerned about the nipple clamps and chain, which did look sore and a little battered, she said they were sore, but a little kind attention and cream…
I asked her about the highlights? She referred to being restrained, hoisted and legs spread, being utterly defenceless as a massive turn on, it was like turning on a tap. The clamps were brutal but she liked them, the scourging with the lighter stranded whip was great, but the riding crop across her body was mind blowing. She did comment the clawing of her lower belly was a real goody. She found being stretched backward over the bench quite frightening as she couldn’t see what was happening but enjoyed Will (she assumed it was Will) fucking her, perhaps blind folds next time?
As for the French guys mouth fuck; it was great up to the point he came and she had cum running up her nose from inside and out, up her face and into her hair. He later, very gallantly got in the shower with her to help wash it all off, what a gentleman. She said Remi was ‘fucking hot’, she’d love a one to one with him, thought it would be more than possible as his attention in the shower was very intense. That, plus he discreetly gave her a complimentary membership to the club, so she intends to take Ray who she knows will love it.
Dawn is keeping her 'friends' as FWB's although she admits to a crush on Will, and a large bout of lust for Remi. Ray and Cheryl will forever' be her close friends as well as bedmates. Will has booked her for lunch on Friday in Brighton.
Thanks for the questions:
Dawn normally wears very little makeup, her complexion and colouring lends itself to this and red lipstick. She did complain she looked like a clown with thick theatrical makeup for the photo shoot, which she removed asap.
As for marks, in fairness we didn’t look until morning. She did have a slight bruise on the side of her left breast and a few heavier bruises on her thighs just below her cheeks, but nothing to speak of. Certainly no welt marks. She said the French guy hadn’t held back but assured her ‘no marks, just stings’. He was a little concerned about the nipple clamps and chain, which did look sore and a little battered, she said they were sore, but a little kind attention and cream…
I asked her about the highlights? She referred to being restrained, hoisted and legs spread, being utterly defenceless as a massive turn on, it was like turning on a tap. The clamps were brutal but she liked them, the scourging with the lighter stranded whip was great, but the riding crop across her body was mind blowing. She did comment the clawing of her lower belly was a real goody. She found being stretched backward over the bench quite frightening as she couldn’t see what was happening but enjoyed Will (she assumed it was Will) fucking her, perhaps blind folds next time?
As for the French guys mouth fuck; it was great up to the point he came and she had cum running up her nose from inside and out, up her face and into her hair. He later, very gallantly got in the shower with her to help wash it all off, what a gentleman. She said Remi was ‘fucking hot’, she’d love a one to one with him, thought it would be more than possible as his attention in the shower was very intense. That, plus he discreetly gave her a complimentary membership to the club, so she intends to take Ray who she knows will love it.
Dawn is keeping her 'friends' as FWB's although she admits to a crush on Will, and a large bout of lust for Remi. Ray and Cheryl will forever' be her close friends as well as bedmates. Will has booked her for lunch on Friday in Brighton.
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Is Dawn planing on an overnight, or is Geoff driving again?
Nice to know Remi give Dawn her own card with its Will knowledge, it will be interesting to see how it will work with Ray,
Is Dawn thing both girls will be Subs to Remi or does Dawn want to try out being Dom to Ray with Remi as instructor
would Remi get in help to satisfy the 2 girls, blind fold would be interesting lack of one sense makes other sense more active
No marking shows Remi knows what he is up to, it is to easy to go over board, pain and pleasure is a balance
One question, Dawn held back on her O three time, why did she do that and not just let herself go
Nice to know Remi give Dawn her own card with its Will knowledge, it will be interesting to see how it will work with Ray,
Is Dawn thing both girls will be Subs to Remi or does Dawn want to try out being Dom to Ray with Remi as instructor
would Remi get in help to satisfy the 2 girls, blind fold would be interesting lack of one sense makes other sense more active
No marking shows Remi knows what he is up to, it is to easy to go over board, pain and pleasure is a balance
One question, Dawn held back on her O three time, why did she do that and not just let herself go
Re: Wife and friend behave like a couple in pub - the start
On Friday Will is picking Dawn up outside a pub in Washington (Sx) for a late lunch in Brighton, he said there were people he had to visit, but was quite mysterious about it. As for sleeping arrangements, I no idea. But I am available!
Remi discretely gave Dawn her own card, I suspect for his own purposes, there was a strong mutual attraction, as she said he jumped into the shower with her and helped in the clean up. Come to think of it, she glossed over that a bit, I need to ask. She wants to do a visit to see Remi for a 'one to one'. I can’t see Dawn being a Dom, she is pure sub as is Ray.
Dawn wants to treat Ray to the same experience she’d had, with her as observer, who knows, extra participant? She did orgasm a few times in fact (she cums at the drop of a hat, often and regularly), but initially held back as she feared she would embarrass herself by losing control and pissing herself in front of a stranger and her 'boyfriend'.
The club is a bar/restaurant with accommodation available to members, Dom and/or sub. Presumably Remi and his colleagues are available for their knowledge and services. Neither Will nor Dawn were charged for these services so it's probably Remi's perk. Dawn wasn’t too clear, but I’m sure Remi would have reinforcements if needed!! He didn’t leave any marks other than a couple of light bruises on the back of her thighs, and her nipples have recovered.
She's very happy in that she has found two ‘kinks’ ( as she puts it) hotwifing and BDSM, albeit the Lite version. She adores the girls and is a bit more than keen on Will, I shall have to keep an eye on that as he is a wealthy class act.
I hope this answers your questions, and thanks for asking.
Remi discretely gave Dawn her own card, I suspect for his own purposes, there was a strong mutual attraction, as she said he jumped into the shower with her and helped in the clean up. Come to think of it, she glossed over that a bit, I need to ask. She wants to do a visit to see Remi for a 'one to one'. I can’t see Dawn being a Dom, she is pure sub as is Ray.
Dawn wants to treat Ray to the same experience she’d had, with her as observer, who knows, extra participant? She did orgasm a few times in fact (she cums at the drop of a hat, often and regularly), but initially held back as she feared she would embarrass herself by losing control and pissing herself in front of a stranger and her 'boyfriend'.
The club is a bar/restaurant with accommodation available to members, Dom and/or sub. Presumably Remi and his colleagues are available for their knowledge and services. Neither Will nor Dawn were charged for these services so it's probably Remi's perk. Dawn wasn’t too clear, but I’m sure Remi would have reinforcements if needed!! He didn’t leave any marks other than a couple of light bruises on the back of her thighs, and her nipples have recovered.
She's very happy in that she has found two ‘kinks’ ( as she puts it) hotwifing and BDSM, albeit the Lite version. She adores the girls and is a bit more than keen on Will, I shall have to keep an eye on that as he is a wealthy class act.
I hope this answers your questions, and thanks for asking.