Re: In praise of Emily

Emily has curtly told James that she is going to a cocktail party at Duncan’s this next week and that he ‘needn’t wait up’. The significance of this needs a brief comment. My friend Duncan has a big house. He is divorced and I guess he could be looking for a mistress of his mansion. There is a real risk for James that she starts to see her domicile over there! I can’t relieve James of all the angst that goes with that. As I have shared regarding others, sometimes a wife does walk. But I can remind James that we have something very strong as a threesome and that it would take a lot of Duncan’s to switch Em off from that!

We decide to go and watch a movie. Emily dresses in jodhpurs and a pair of Jimmy Choo boots, silk blouse and Burberry short padded jacket. It is very chic. I’ve decided that the three of us will go and see Twelve Years A Slave. I’ve seen the movie before but there are things in it that might prompt some honest discussion between Em and James. Its a brutal film and highlights terrible inequality, but it does make you think bloody hard about human nature. For a cuck couole it presumably prompts lots of thoughts, about dominance and submission. We have three exec seats at an out of town multiplex, yours truly seated in the middle, my girl on my right and her cuck to my left. James has managed the walk from the parking place to the cinema-Em and I hand in hand. He tries not to notice that I have my hand on Em’s thigh in the cinema and that she has a hand keeping it there. People could see. But you get to the stage where it might be right to come out. I don’t want that to be unduly traumatic for the guy-we’re working on it with the Duncan angle too. But I’m not about to pretend that Em and I are not an item.

My companions watch the movie with rapt attention. I see James wince during the difficult scenes. Emily screws up her pretty eyes too-she is firmly with the dignified hero. Afterwards we find a bar and share a nightcap. Emily is transfixed by the plantation owners wives, the ones that are hardened and cruel, impervious to the lot of the slaves. She clearly doesn’t condone slavery or the terrible acts that went with that, but are their glimpses here into the psychology of the dom wife? Still, I’m surprised by the lack of more searching conversation regarding the film, perhaps it is just too powerful? After the drink Emily kisses me lingeringly, and James fleetingly, and says that she wants us all to go home and fuck.

Sometimes we are all up for a threesome. I can tell that James is eager to assist. He gets the front passenger car door for his mistress and then slides into the back of the car. The conversation homeward is desultory. Emily teases that Duncan has asked her to consider a post at the place that he and James works. Its not as senior a post as Em holds now, but it gives Dunc easy access to his mistress. Its a wind up I guess, but now one too rich I think. I can just picture James squirming behind us and say firmly that Em should keep her senior post elsewhere. Duncan wants her, that is as it should be, but she is successful in her own right.

In the bedroom James peels off Emily’s boots and the jodphurs and she and I start to neck. James is good at squirming down between us and reverently edging his head upwards. There, he is at it now, licking his mistress’s sex. I slide behind her, my hands cupping her breasts. One hand slides down to her pussy and parts her lips with my fingers. There it is, the rhythmic lap of tongue, against her sex and over my fingers. We do this silently for now, well practised and enjoying the soft lamplight, there is no need yet for words. I lie back on the bed, draw Emily against me and spread her legs wide. Her sex gapes and James is eagerly down there, kissing and sucking. I really like the way he does this, he manages the pressure just right. He arouses her by sensuous increments. There, she has started to take his head, to force it hard against her sex as she grinds up against him. ‘I’m going to have you live in the shed at the bottom of the garden and only come up to do this’ she snarls through clenched teeth. She is a panther, lithe and insistent.

Emily releases my erection, tumescent and proud. She holds it steady and James wraps his mouth over the bell end. Em watches smiling for a moment and then we start to kiss again. We do this slow and the sensation of her tongue in my mouth and his lips on my glans is pretty good. Its hard to explain such intimacy, between three people, three people who know each other so well.

‘I want you to wank tonight’ she says simply and releases James winky from the plastic cage. He immediately touches himself.

I roll Emily onto her back, pin her shapely legs up over her head and dig on in. It is one dominant decisive thrust and i go ball deep in her. It wasn’t something possible those months ago, but it is is now, even if it does evoke a whimper. Tug, tug, tug, James is doing his thing. I am drilling his lady, welling up with lust for her. Her beautiful breasts are topped with nipples that stand out proud and pink. I like the way they judder with each insistent thrust.

‘You off the sheath with Duncan yet babe?’ my voice is husky. I am feeling so hot about my woman and all that she does!
‘Not yet darling’
‘Well…as soon as you’re sure you’re comfortable, I want you riding the guy bareback.’
‘Oh God Jezz…oh’

We might be weeks or months away from that. Emily is so savvy. But it does the business for James. His groans are sharp and sudden and the wasted toss is splashing out.
Emily shudders. Watching James ejaculate like that is so raunchy for her. She is climaxing….hard.
I erupt too, jagging relentlessly inside her firm body, feeling her thighs spasm.