Re: In praise of Emily

James comes back from the airport and he is very quiet. You can see though that he wants to handle this with as much decorum as he can muster. He takes a long hard look at Mags when he gets in. She is wearing leather trousers today with a snakeskin belt and short leather boots with stirrup like trim. It is smart, lady about town rather than rock chick. She is business like too though and when James hands her the key to his cage she insists on checking that he is still locked up. He shows his caged genitals to Mama and she calmly adds the key to a short chain that she has attached to her belt. James cannot but be reminded who his new gaoler is. No key down the cleavage, this one is on show all the time.

We’re going out this afternoon, up to town and I’ve decided I don’t want James along after all. Who knows what time we will be back, so I seize the initiative and unload my tool. James’s look says hell no, not just yet, please. Mags though isn’t phased and reminds him that she and I have a train to catch in just under an hour. She checks her watch as if to make the point and nice as pie, James comes over. There is the tentative touch of lips on glans, a wetting of the ugly head and then he slips his lips around it. Mags takes out her phone and starts to take an image or two. We talk casually as James does his chore.

‘Have you heard from Emily?’

‘Yeah, got an email. She is loving it all, the swank flight and the nice hotel. She’s been bred for first class I reckon. Perhaps she was meant for a different time..you know, when things were more genteel and refined people…fuck!’ I pause and cuff James about the ear, he caught my tool with the edge of a tooth. He has to do it nice I say. ‘Anyway, when things were more just so for the right class.’

Mags comes over and I run my fingers around to the back of her head and kiss her open mouth. She smells of a spicy and a musky perfume. It is very seductive. What a radical babe. She is almost as perfect as my girl.

‘Are we eating in town or shall I have James prepare us some supper?’

‘Eat in town I think babes’

‘Alright, I’ll have James tidy out Ems’ wardrobe, there are a few things for him to do.’

I ain’t enjoying this one bit. Its too strained, too hurried, but James is sucking and licking to order. Its a matter of mood and atmosphere. So I pull my dick out and tell him to put it away. He hasn’t pleased and will have to try again later. I want to wash and freshen up and find those tickets for the gig tonight. Mags is going to love this show.