Re: In praise of Emily

Rang James today and said that I wanted a word. I was thinking about what Mags had told me about his past and yes, I wanted to make sure that he was naturally and completely committed to the lifestyle. I’m no Freudian but I didn’t want this lovely arrangement just to be the antidote working out of feelings about his mother and her choices when it came to sex. If that seems a tad wary and un bull like remember that if some guy were unstable and pulled a knife some time, you might get something cut off! It is a preservation thing. Few of us talk about why we are drawn to the lifestyle-especially in a blog. Its almost too intimate, too difficult. But I think in a relationship the occasional chat helps. You don’t analyse it to death, you just test the waters as it were. It’s important.

James suggested that we meet up in town and that I go with him to order a delivery of flowers. I wonder where they are going- and smiled. We chose this shop that looked as though it could handle an international order and James chose two dozen red roses. They cost a bit. We’re edging towards Valentine’s Day and florists feel the need to make a killing. You should have seen the girl’s face when she read out the message to ensure that it was passed on correct! ‘Thanks for going with Duncan darling- its so sexy, Jamesx’. You could see she wanted to laugh but I shot her her my serious look and she said, ‘yes of course’ and passed my pal the credit cared machine. James was clearly embarrassed, but he covered it well. ‘Just one more thing’ James said, ‘then we can go for a beer. I ambled to the jewellers with him and he picked out a two roll string of pink pearls, done up as a choker with gold fittings. Neck candy. He asked whether I thought they would look nice around Emily’s throat and I said sure. So he bought them and then paid a load to have those delivered to the Amsterdam hotel too. This time the message was more ambiguous, ‘always your choice darling, always right too. Jamesx’

We found a quiet corner in a bar and sank half of our pints in one quick go. We were thirsty.

‘Are you anxious about next week Jezz?’

Was I anxious?!

I shook my head.

‘Are you anxious? ‘ I ventured.

‘A bit…maybe.’ he murmured.

‘About what, Em going away and getting her cunny full of cock?’ Alright, that was gratuitously harsh, but the cuck has to learn.

‘That for sure, but also back at our place. Having Mum queen of the roost.’

‘Listen man, to me she is one sexy and mature lady, one who deserves a lot of male attention. There ain’t many fifty year old women with a figure like hers. She is hot.’

He smirks. Perhaps he is remembering that she has always been hot. There were those other men after all. Mags likes men, proper men.

‘I’ve spent a lot of time pondering sex, why my Mum had a full on appetite for it and I seemed to have to work at things. She is very natural about sex. If we have it then it is there to be used. pussy is meant to be filled. That’s how she saw things.’

‘Right attitude my friend.’

‘Increasingly yeah… I think so, but I didn’t always. I used to think that she was too keen on sex and that dad had it about right.’

‘Did he?’

‘No…not especially. He simply didn’t have enough libido for Mum. It was a mismatch and it took me a long time to see it. I used to blame Mum, to see her needs as our problem.’

‘You seem on better terms these days. You’ve cut her some slack. You let her be sexy.’

‘True. At times I love it. There are times when I am so pleased for her. I never thanked you by the way. I heard how you protected her from Ben. That was nice. I don’t think she expected it and she loves you for it.’

‘I protected Mags because it is the code. If you’re a stranger and you’re riding a lady, you sheath up. There are no questions asked. Don’t confuse your wee head James, I want Mags to take a lot of cock, but it has to be done right.’

‘Are you going to train her to be like my mistress?’

‘Yes.’

‘So you’ll find her a husband to dominate?’

‘A partner, probably…yes. You’ll have a hand in training him, teaching him to lick fanny. I’m going to have you give head to Em and the other guy will learn. Mags has the potential and will benefit. She loves sex enough to want something more than vanilla.’

‘Thought so’ murmured James. ‘You seem committed to the lifestyle. You think its right. You think its natural for some couples.’

‘Some women are dominant and I aim to help them dominate. I’m not afraid of elitism. How do you feel? Where do you come from on this?’

James orders two more beers.

‘I’m excited by it. I shouldn’t be but I am. I love it and hate it because my wife is a bitch. Her trip away scares the hell out of me, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m not a grow old gracefully type Jezz. I think you have to think about sex like everything else. Em and I, we could have been chaotic about this, but she found someone, you.’

‘And you like me fucking her?’
‘Yes…I admire the way you handle her. I like the way we explore things as a result. You don’t crowd us all the time. Its easier to cope.’

‘But she will fuck other guys, James, I will see to it. Besides, she will insist on it when she meets more of your betters’

‘I know…I know. I’ll just have to work at that.’

I wonder whether Em will grow out of us? Whether my training and support will help her find another alpha male, perhaps someone to breed with. You can never tell. This one I want to keep. There, I have admitted it.

‘OK then…that’s good man. And you’re ready to have Mags boss you about?’

‘Yes…sickening as it is, I am.’ James actually smiles. This is the game directed by Em. So James does as he is told.

‘That’s good too. It will be nice man, a good few days, you’ll see.’

‘Locked up?’

‘Yeah, even locked up man. I want your opinion later. On whether Mags is becoming a vixen. You can watch and learn, see how `i l help a lady to explore the way. Bet your last dollar that Em gives Mags the key to your cage. That’s hot isn’t it. Mummy back in charge whilst wifey is away fucking.’

James grimaces. I don’t care. Right now he’s not expected to laugh. He is meant to suffer, just a little, as his mistress requires.