The walk to the hotel did not take long and on arrival I found that Michael was already checked in. It was a smart hotel, far more upmarket than anything I had ever stayed in before and yet there was something kinky about it. On first glance, I could not put my finger on it but as I studied the expensive looking artwork, I realised just how much of it played on the themes of lust and BDSM.

Entering the room where I would live with Tony for the week, I studied the small sculpture that occupied the desk. A Satyr and a woman from a distance it just spoke of Greek mythology but on closer inspection there was a clear depiction of the Satyr’s large and very erect phallus.

“I’ve heard of this hotel being smart and very upmarket, but I knew nothing of its… tastes.”

“Oh yes, this hotel will turn a blind eye to anything that goes on within the building. That’s why it is so expensive, it helps pay for the discretion.”

Nodding in understanding I moved around the room so that I could check the view out of the room. Pulling the net curtain aside I looked out to see that the room afforded a view of the mountains whose foothills my house was built on. “While in this room, you will be naked at all times.”

On hearing the comment, I turned to face Tony and saw that he had stripped off his t-shirt and was stood in just a pair of shorts. “You want me naked now?” he nodded in confirmation and reaching with my hands I pulled my top up so that my breasts jiggled free.

“Very nice,” Tony commented, and I realised that he was staring directly at them while licking his lips. Taking a step towards my soon to be lover he raised a hand as an instruction not to move further.

“The skirt first, take the skirt off.”

Obediently I slid the skirt from my hips until I was naked but for my new knee-high boots. “Do you like?” I offered as I felt a rush of excitement through my body.

“I love,” replied Tony, “but first let’s see if you can cope with, standing there as someone else enters the room.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, confused by the comment but Tony did not reply. Instead he picked up the phone and ordered room service for himself while I remained where I had removed my clothes.

It did not take long for someone to come to the room, a knock at the door and a call of “Room Service,” from a male voice indicating that they were prompt in answering their customers needs. Tony opened the door wide, exposing me not just to the person delivering the room service but also to anybody who was stood outside in the corridor.

Beckoning them in, a young, slim, white man of about twenty-five pushed a small trolley into the room before, seeing my naked form, he froze. Closing the door, Tony looked at me with a smile, “do you like the look of her?”

The young man stumbled over his words for a moment, “yeah, she’s pretty hot.”

“I think so as well, but do you think she could take this?”

Standing with his back to me, Tony appeared to be doing something with the front of his shorts directly in front of the young man. A moment later the man looked up at me before looking back down towards the front of Tony’s shorts.

“Surely no woman can take that?” the young man offered.

“Shall we find out?”

The young man hesitated for a moment, his eyes flicking between the two of us repeatedly. “You are happy for me to watch?”

“Yes, she has never even seen what I have to offer and not I am going to give you a chance to see whether she can take it.”

“What does she think of me watching?”

“Ask her.”

The young man stepped past Tony and walked up to me, his eyes flicking up and down my body. “What do you think? Are you happy for me to watch?”

Gently, I licked my lips as I considered my reply, “I’m a black cock slut, willing to do whatever the black cock desires, to accept any humiliation and degradation, so if he says you can watch him take me then you can watch.”

“Oh God!” the young man replied and for a moment he grabbed his crotch and tugged at it through the trousers.

“Bring her over here for me,” called Tony on hearing the response and the young man took hold of me by the hand, interlacing his fingers with mine and giving a gentle tug. Carefully, slowly I walked over until I stood directly behind Tony, at which point the young man placed his hands on my shoulders and guided me to my knees.

“I think it is important that you take a close up look of the beast he hides in his trousers before he fucks you with it.”

Shifting his body weight, Tony slowly pirouetted until his groin was directly in front of my face. The cock itself, tucked back inside the shorts which up until now had hidden it from view.

“I have to confess, Toy, I have not had many lovers as most run when they see my weapon.”

From my position on my knees I looked up until our eyes met, “I am sure that is the case, but I promise to do my best and I will not run.”

“I am sure you will, not but I have destroyed girls before, left their insides damaged and in need of medical repair. Do you wish to take that risk?”

“How can I please my black masters if I am unwilling to risk such damage?”

“Good girl,” Tony smiled as he looked down on my submissive form and at that he tugged at his shorts so that they fell to the floor. Revealing, soft and yet still enormous the perfect blackness of his cock.

“Jesus!” I exclaimed on seeing it as it hung down over his huge testicles. It was as thick as my wrist and was so long that I doubted it could be measured. Tony made it twitch and the size and weight seemed to swing back and fore as if it was a being rocked in a storm. Reaching out with a hand Tony pulled my face forward until my lips, chin and nose make contact with his limp shaft.

Squeezing my tongue out through my lips, I gently licked at the warm, smooth skin and felt the first pulse of blood flood into the tool that would soon destroy my cunt.

Letting go of my head, Tony released me to properly set to work on him with my mouth. Placing a hand on the head of his penis I slowly slid it up and down while I licked him from tip to base and back again. It twitched again and instantly seemed to grow in size as the shaft lifted slightly up and away from the balls. Then, lifting it up, I held it inches above my mouth, head tilted back as I lowered myself to get underneath it.

Carefully I dipped the head of Tony’s cock into my mouth, my jaw stretching to accommodate even that much of it. Licking it with my tongue, the shaft straightened as the blood rushed to fill every inch of its massive form. In the process making the whole weapon feel harder and heavier than it had been when I had first seen it.

From my position, on my knees, sucking and licking the largest cock I had ever heard of, never mind seen. I saw Tony beckon to the young man with a raised finger, calling him closer to the act of sexual submission that he was watching. “Tell me if she is ready,” he asked and the sounds of the young man shuffling around behind me reached my ears. A moment later the warmth of hand of a white man, the first white man other than my husband to have touched me in a while, brushed over the round globe of my bum cheek. Moving lower, the hand then searched between my legs until it found my warm inner labia. Being touched there made me aware of how open my legs and my vagina were, how wet they were, and I gasped as the hand pushed itself into me.

“She is very wet and open Sir,” the young man said, and I watched Tony’s face crease up into a smile.

“Good,” Tony said through a broad grin before reaching down with his hands and pulling me to my feet. Guiding me, Tony lowered me onto the bed so that I was lying on my back, legs wide open as he stood over me. His cock seemed to go on forever and looked like it was so long it was still level with my head even as Tony positioned himself between my legs.

“Are you going to ask her if she is really ready?” It was the young man who spoke, as he watched from the side of the bed.

“You need to learn,” said Tony, looking up from my body to make eye contact with our voyeur for a minute. “When you are a black, alpha male, such as myself, there are certain women who do not need asking, they give consent without question.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really, look,”Tony took hold of my left hand and raised it so that the young man could see. “This wedding ring is not one I put on this slut’s hand, this wedding ring was put there by a pathetic, cuckold, husband, scrawny and white with a small cock.”

The young man stared at the hand, his eyes taking in the sight of my diamond engagement ring and the wedding ring that it kept in place. “She is having an affair?”

“No, she is giving herself to superior men, her husband knows that this is so, he knows that she is here, serving black cock and he does not question it just as she does not question whether I can put my cock into her.”

Turning his attention back to me, Tony’s face filled with lust as he guided his cock towards my hole. For a moment my guts churned with fear of the pain and damage that might be done but before I could voice anything, I felt the black head of Tony’s cock enter me. My body stretched wide, the lips of my pussy enveloping the enormous cock as a rush of excitement at being filled by my hung lover flooded through my body.

Carefully, aware that this was my first time to be exposed to his needs, Tony pushed himself slowly into me. My body consuming every inch of his length as my insides felt like they were being ripped apart. The width and depth of penetration was such that it caused me pain, yet at the same time I felt immense satisfaction at the thought that I was pleasing such an alpha male.

“Go on fuck her.” It was the young man who had made the comment and I glanced to the side to see that he had pulled his own, small, cock from his trousers and was pumping his fist up and down along it’s short length.

Realising the effect that my sacrifice was having and realising that my body was adjusting to the distortion that was required to accept Tony’s cock I decided to up the intensity. My legs, already spread wide, wrapped around my lover’s waist so that I pulled him even deeper into me. In response, I watched as Tony’s ripped stomach muscles flinched as he bucked himself deep into me.

“Fuck!” I screamed at the sensation as the cock went even deeper than it had before.

“You’re going to break her,” the young man seemed to be pleading as he spoke, his eyes fixed on the sight of Tony’s cock entering my body.

I gasped, my head falling to the side as I tried to focus on the young man as my body spasmed with the sensations of being stretched to the point of breaking. “I don’t care, this is my role, to serve this black cock!”

Suddenly, Tony grunted, and his body pulled taut as his balls released and as strong flow of his sticky cum gushed from the head of his cock, filling me in the process. That he had cum so quickly caught me by surprise but then as I considered just how big he was I wondered if he had actually fucked that many women.

Stumbling, my lover took a step back, his body seemingly drained of all energy in that moment. Unable to move, my legs feeling broken by the experience I could only watch as he reached for a chair before falling heavily into it. “Why don’t you lick her clean,” Tony mumbled as his eye’s half closed and for the first time, I felt a pang of betrayal to Roger as the young man stepped round and knelt before me. His tongue was warm and eager as he lapped at the cum that’s was dribbling from within me, but I knew I should not object. The voyeur was being rewarded for his part by being allowed to clean me up and I had no desire to question Tony’s wishes.

The tongue slid along my labia and upwards until it touched against my clitoris. Not realising how desperate and close to orgasm I was my body shook as I let out a small scream. In that moment my hole contracted and pushed a long stream of Tony’s thick cum into the young man’s mouth. Lifting his head, I looked down my body to see the guy swallow down the cum I had fed him from my body. His face screwed up in discomfort for a moment as he processed what had happened. Rising from his position between my legs, he put his little dick away before making his apologies and turning for the door he half ran, half tripped his way out of the room. As I watched the door click shut, I managed to pull my legs together and rolled over on the bed and it did not take long for me, lying in that position, to fall asleep.

Unsure how long I had been sleeping, it was the sensation of someone touching my bum that stirred me from my slumber. Before I could fully wake up though I felt a man moving behind me, spooning me, his hard cock sliding into my hole. The size of his cock confirmed to me that it was Tony and I accepted his monster tool willingly and eagerly.

For once the sex was gentle. Tony slowly pushing himself in and out of me, going deep into my body but without the ferocity that I had previously experienced with Michael and Tony. Despite the lack of intensity though the experience was highly pleasurable, and it did not take long for the two of us to build up the need for release. Together, we came, the experience of feeling Tony’s cum pulsing into me as my pussy greedily ate his cum leaving me sweaty and panting.

An hour later I climbed out of the shower to find Tony sitting on the bed watching the television. In his hand he held a bottle of beer that he tipped up so that the contents drained into his mouth. Seeing me appear he turned his attention towards my naked body that I was still gently towelling down in front of him.

“Would you like to go to the bar for a bit?” Tony asked with a glint in his eye as he admired my naked body.

“Whatever you wish.”

“Yeah, pick something sexy as I want to be able to show you off as my fuck for the week.”

Nodding I smiled before going into the bag of clothes that I had purchased in Party Girlz and pulling out the black dress. It was perfect for the event both smart and revealing at the same time. Carrying it I stepped back into the bathroom, taking a pair of black heels with me that Tony had bought for me in the shoe shop.

It did not take long to prepare myself and as I stepped back into the bedroom, I found Tony dressed in a sharp suit. “Wow,” he mouthed as he drunk in the sight of me before him.

“I could say the same about you, it must have cost a fortune to get a suit made for your muscles.”

“But it was worth it,” Tony replied before doing a slow pirouette to show how the material hugged his body in all the right ways. Then, stepping closer, Tony took hold of my hand and got me to turn around for his pleasure as well. “Perfect,” he said as he pulled me into the crook of his arm, a hand gliding down my exposed back until it rested on my ass. “I have something for you.”

“Oh yeah, what?” I asked, pulling myself away from Tony so that I could stand in front of him. Reaching into a pocket of his suit jacket Tony pulled out a silver necklace, a small black pendant hanging from it, shaped as a spade from a deck of cards with a stylised “Q” in the middle of it.

Eager to show my desire to be displayed as his property for the night I turned my back to Tony and waited as he hung the pendant around my neck. Fastening it in place, I felt the cold metal touch against the skin of my breastbone. Then, stepping back into the bathroom I admired the addition to my outfit in the mirror.

“The world is going to know what I am now,” I commented as I admired how it dangled down low enough to be within touching distance of my boobs.

“Yes, the world should know exactly what you are.” Tony stood in the doorway and watched as I slowly swayed on my hips. “I think you can do wonders for Michael and I.”

“Wonders?” I was uncertain as to what he meant but curious to find out more.

“Yes, Michael’s father has organised black dominated relationships with hotwives, cucks and single girls for a long time but it is so hidden away, I think your eagerness and acceptance of being displayed could allow this lifestyle to become more open.”

“Michael’s father? I thought Michael’s family were quite strict.”

“His mother is, she never liked the fact that her husband kept fucking white girls, so they split up. He, on the other hand, setup a society of likeminded people, that is why Michael has been so comfortable in taking you on despite his young age.”

“A society?”

Tony nodded at my question, “yes, the numbers are small, but Michael wants to grow it when he takes over the running of the group on his twenty first birthday.”

“That’ll be difficult,” I commented, thinking about the challenges I had faced over the last day.

“Yeah but Michael comes from an age where your sexual needs can be proudly displayed, think of what has happened with gay and trans rights and so he wants the worship of black alphas to become just as acceptable.”

“And you think I should be the poster girl?” As I asked the question, I approached Tony, my hips swaying in my heels as I did so, my voice soft and sensual.

“Yes.”

“Proudly displaying my sexual needs, telling the world how I am married to a white man and yet sexually available to black men?

“Yes,” Tony replied, our bodies now only inches apart so that we could sense each other’s breath.

“There would be plenty of people who would call me disgusting, a tramp, a whore, a slut.”

“How would you feel about that?”

Taking a moment to think, I looked up into Tony’s eyes, admiring the depth of intelligence that seemed to be hidden behind them. Tony was more than just large muscles, he was an attractive prospect in all senses of the word and it was a pleasure to serve his needs. He raised an eyebrow to show that he was waiting for my answer.

“I will accept it if it allows me to serve Michael.”

A slight groan emitted from Tony’s lips as he slipped an arm around my waist, “you are definitely the Toy we need.” The two of us kissed for a moment and I felt Tony hold me close, his huge penis pushing up against my body from within his trousers. “Let’s hit the bar,” Tony commented as he turned his body and used the arm, he had slipped round my waist to guide me to the door.

Stepping out into the corridor as Tony closed the door behind us, I found myself facing a very smartly dressed woman. She would a white blouse with a grey tie which was covered by a matching grey suit jacket and skirt. On her left breast she wore a name tag that showed that she was a Manager for the hotel.

“Ahem!” she coughed gently as she waited for Tony to turn his attention on her, “are you Tony Oxford?”

“Yes,” Tony replied as he turned to face her, his arm again wrapped around my waist.

“We’ve had a complaint from a member of staff, can you please come down to my office so that we can discuss?”

“Sure,” said Tony with a broad grin, “I thought he enjoyed it personally.”

“Hmmm, quite.”

The three of us travelled in silence to the ground floor where the Manager showed us into her office. There, under her instruction Tony and I took seats opposite the large desk that seemed to fill half the room. The Manager, stood in front of the desk, leaning against it in a way that meant the rim accentuated the size of her arse.

“Well, this is a difficult situation,” the Manger said as her eyes flicked back and fore between the two of us.

“How can we be of help offered Tony?”

“Well it appears that while we have a very open-minded policy in this hotel, you stepped over the boundaries somewhat.”

“And how is that?” Tony asked, his face a warm smile that emphasised how powerful and sexy he was.

“You requested room service but you didn’t emphasise that you may wish to put on a show and so you ended up shocking one of our less experienced staff members. Someone who was not yet ready to play in the games of our guests.”

“I’m sorry to hear that, I wasn’t aware that there was a policy of requesting appropriate staff members, is there anyway I can make recompense?”

“Well,” the Manager looked at Tony, her eyes casting up and down his body, “how about if you show me what my staff member had no choice in seeing?”

A soft snort passed through Tony’s lips and nose and as I watched he got up from the chair he was sitting in and took a step towards the Manager. His hands slowly moved round to the front of his trousers and with a quick pull of the zip and belt, Tony peeled open his clothing.  “Are you sure you want to see this?”

The Manager bit her bottom lip in expectation before taking a look at me, “are you not going to complain?”

Reaching to my neck, I held up the pendant I was wearing, “it’s not my place to stop Tony from doing as he pleases.”

“OK, well then,” turning her attention back to Tony, “show me this weapon as it was described to me.”

Pulling down his underwear, Tony’s cock sprung free and as I watched the Manager held out a hand and wrapped her fingers around the shaft. Raising and lowering it slightly, she seemed to be weighing it as she judged the size of it. “Umm, thank is offensive in its own right,” she commented, “I have never seen such a large penis.”

“And you can take every inch of this?” she had focussed her attention back on me and I could see genuine shock in her eyes.

“Yes, I aim to please men of this calibre.”

“Show me.”

“What?” I replied, taken aback by the comment.

“Show me, get up here and take this huge snake inside you for my viewing pleasure.”

Glancing at Tony, I noticed that he was smiling, his eyes instructing me to do as the Manager had suggested. Rising from my seat I took a step towards the desk and stopped as the other woman reached out a hand towards me. First with an open palm, she pressed it gently against my chest to stop me advancing further and then with a quick twist of her hand, dropping her arm in the process. The woman reached down and under my skirt. Willingly and obediently I opened my legs slightly so that she could place her fingers underneath me.

Gently, the fingers pulled at my labia, testing my wetness and willingness until two of them pushed deep into my body. At the same time, the other hand continued to stroke Tony so that his member continued to harden under the sensations.

“I guess you are both ready,” the Manager offered and using the fingers inserted within me she pulled me towards the desk. “Why don’t you lift up your skirt and bend over here,” she suggested.

Given the shortness of my skirt and my lack of underwear it did not take much effort to put myself in the correct position. The idea of having Tony inside me yet again meaning that my body was more than ready to accept him without any real warm up.

Lying my upper body face down on the desk, I used my hands to pull up the hem of my skirt. Then, bending my knees slightly, I opened my legs ready to accept Tony’s black perfection yet again.

The noise of movement behind me, the shifting of weight that then brushed up close confirmed to me that Tony was ready. Then, the warmth of the tip of his cock pushed into me as the Manager gasped at the sight. “She must be an impressive whore, to be able to take you so easily.”

“She is the best pussy I ever fucked,” Tony commented as he started to thrust in and out of me with increasing speed. “Comfortable being displayed, humiliated and with a willingness to be always sexually ready.”

“Do you mind if she dines?”

“Sure, help yourself.”

I wondered what was meant by the question, but the answer was quickly provided. The Manager moved to the far end of the desk and as I watched she hitched up her smart skirt to expose a pair of hold up stockings that covered her legs and a lacey, thong. Giving a quick tug of her hands, the thong fell down her legs and with a swipe of a foot she kicked it away. Then, she climbed onto the desk, swinging her body round, so that her labia, was only inches from my face. I stared at her presented pussy, smooth beneath while above the hair was short and well kept. “Eat me bitch,” the Manager commented as she reached a hand to the back of my head and pulled my mouth in on her. Her body was warm and wet while the taste was fresh as if she had showered recently.

“Mmm,” the Manager groaned as my tongue flicked over her clitoris before working its way down. “You are eager to please, no wonder Tony enjoys your company.” Opening my mouth, I used my tongue to pull her clit between my lips and then while sucking on it I flicked it with the tip. “Fuck!” she murmured as one of her legs started to vibrate with the thrill of my touch. The reaction of the Manager seemed to excite Tony and he ploughed deeper into me, his pace quickening with every thrust.

Unexpectedly the Manager gave a scream and her vulva squeezed as a warm stream of cum was expelled from her body and onto my face. Her sudden and unplanned orgasm was too much for Tony and with a grunt his cock exploded, thick streams of cum spurting out of the end of it and deep into me.

The two of them were left panting with the exertion of their orgasms as I gently lapped at the Manager and cleaned her up. At the other end, Tony’s penis remained largely erect, holding his cum within me as he gently leaned over and kissed my back.

“Hang on,” it was the Manager spoke as she pulled away from the tender caress of my tongue and swung her feet back round to the floor. As I watched, she approached a cabinet in the far corner of the room and picked up a whiskey glass. “This will be perfect,” she commented, holding it up and studying it under the office lights. Then, walking up to Tony and I she thrust the glass between my legs with a smile, “you can pull out now Tony,” she commented with a grin.

As he removed himself from within me, I could feel my hole gape, cum flowing steadily from within as the muscles of my vagina pulsed gently. “That’s it,” the Manager said as she guided me back towards a standing position while still holding the glass between my legs, “let his juice flow out.” Squeezing carefully, I made sure that every last drop that I could force from my body was released while the Manager bent over to check that I had been drained. “Perfect,” she commented before running the rim of the glass against the outside of my labia.

Now that she was happy, I was empty, the glass was raised and held to my lips. “Drink it,” she ordered as the edge was put to my lips. Lifting my own hand, I wrapped the fingers around the drinking vessel before turning to Tony who watched on with fascination.

“Cheers,” I said and in one move tipped the entire contents into my mouth. The cum was cooling quickly which left it tasting slightly more bitter than usual, but it was not difficult to swallow every drop.

“I’m very happy that we have dealt with this complaint in an appropriate way.” It was the Manager who spoke, her face beaming with the afterglow of pleasure as she pulled her skirt back down. “You are free to carry on as one of our guests but please make sure you ask for the appropriate staff in future.”

“Sure,” replied Tony as he put himself away, “come on Toy, let’s get you down the bar and display you.”

Obediently I pulled my dress back into place, adjusting the way the material sat around my boobs and bum. Then, letting Tony take me in his arms again, I allowed myself to be guided towards the bar.

Moments later, our appearance in the bar caught the attention of the handful of customers. All of them turning their heads to see the attractive and displayed slut that I was in the control of the alpha male that was Tony.

As I scanned the customers in the bar, I spotted Roger sitting at a table, alone and sipping a drink. “What’s he doing here?” I asked leaning towards Tony so that my question did not carry to the rest of the room.

“I invited him.”

“You invited him?” I asked surprised by the thought that my husband had been deliberately brought to the hotel.

“Yes, how can be a true cuck if he doesn’t feel a little bit of the exposure that comes from seeing you with other men.”

Before I could ask any further Tony guided me over to the table and I watched as Roger rose from his seat so that the two of them could shake hands. Giving a nod of his head, Tony indicated that it was acceptable for me to also greet Roger and we embraced carefully, kissing each other on the cheek as we did so. “Love you,” I whispered into my husband’s ear in the process and it gave me a warm feeling as I saw Roger return the statement with a warm smile.

“Shall we sit?” Tony offered and the three of us speechlessly agreed with the offer and took our various seats with me sitting next to Tony and directly opposite Roger. Giving a wave of his hand, Tony called over a member of waiting staff and ordered drinks for the three of us. Meanwhile I watched as Roger’s eyes scanned up and down my body, taking in the way I was presenting myself.

Alone again as the staff member went to arrange the drinks, Roger blurted out the question that he was clearly desperate to ask, “so have you fucked her yet?”

The question was aimed at Tony but with a wave of his hand he indicated that it was my place to answer. “Yes, I have been fucked by Tony, I have taken him deep into my mouth and my cunt and I have tasted his cum.”

The response clearly excited Roger and his eyes scanned me up and down again, “I can see your cunt,” he commented. I was sitting with my legs crossed but in the process of switching them over I had accidentally given him a flash of my hairless and naked pussy.

“Show him properly,” Tony ordered on hearing what Roger had said and I uncurled my legs, opening them and sliding my bum forward slightly. The dress rode up and Roger stared directly at my open vagina, presented for his perusal. “I finished fucking her just a few minutes ago,” Tony added as he revelled in Roger’s reaction.

Roger’s jaw dropped as he watched my still wet lips protrude over the edge of the seat. Unconsciously one of his hands reached towards his groin as he adjusted his trouser over the erection that was rapidly forming there. I watched his hand work at making him more comfortable as I considered how small my husband’s cock now seemed.

“Are you going to speak to your wife?”

“Ummm, yeah, ummm, fuck!” Roger’s reaction made me smile, I was so used to him being confident in everything he did and now he was falling apart before my very eyes.

“Darling, what’s the matter?” By asking the question I was hoping that it would help centre Roger onto something so that he could focus his words.  It seemed to work as his mouth closed and he closed his eyes for a moment. Opening them again, he fixed them onto my face and spoke to me as his wife, lover and best friend.

“I’m just shocked by how public this has become.”

“What do you mean?”

“My sister called me, she mentioned seeing you, seeing Tony and Michael. I knew how you had dressed, I knew you were meeting them but my sister clearly understood what was happening.”

“Surely you understood that was a risk though?”

“Yes, but for it to be discovered so early and then, here, tonight, you are proudly displaying yourself in such an open way.”

“It has thrilled me so far and I am happy, you agree that I should be happy?”

“Yes.”

“and I like doing this and so I need you to accept it but…”

“But?”

“You are right, there are things we need to discuss and agree. Tony has told me some stuff that will push the envelope of what I have done even further but as you are my husband it will need your agreement.”

Tony cleared his throat for a moment and instinctively and submissively I turned my attention to him. As I watched he stood up and nodded to both of us in turn. “I think you need to have a conversation as a couple right now, before I push things further, before I put my proposal to Michael.”

“Thank you,” I replied as out of the corner of my eye I saw Roger rise from his seat and shake Tony’s hand.

“We will not be long, I will send her back to you with an answer soon.”

“Make sure you do,” Tony replied and with that Roger and I were left alone.

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