A favour for Misty 4 - Sex Stories

A favour for Misty 4

... strap-on on me, but again had not liked to rock the boat. Misty said she could now stand in for each of us as the recipient if it would help. [What a Good game girl] I suggested we should just talk for a bit today as by now the wine was taking effect [Brewers droop may have been a risk and I could do without embarrassment] So I said it may be better and less embarrassing for both ladies to not have an audience the first time so perhaps tomorrow would be better for the both of them. There were some practicalities, such as some better ropes, or perhaps cuffs, a new whip, vibrators, strap-on, a tawse [misty`s choice this] strap`s, a new gag, I suggested perhaps even a new table or a pillory or, or [my mind went into overtime] Milly, ever practical, suggested they could wait till we were sure we would get the use from them Soberest amongst us I went and fetched my lap-top, and in front of the roaring fire a lady on either side we spent a fascinating hour mail ordering the believed necessary items from a reputable S&M dealer. The soporific effect of the fire and the wine soon had us dozing, the laptop slid to the floor and we were soon all asl**p in a heap. I next came too; cold and cramped, the fire out, dawn breaking through the kitchen window, head now a home for a steam hammer and mouth like a furry cave. I woke the ladies Then set a kettle on misty`s gas-stove, we needed tea, not coffee as them Americans real strong English tea. We were too fragile for sexual adventures so ...

... after tea muttering never again we were all away to our own beds. Hardly had I laid down when I realised it was Monday. MONDAY, SHIT! I was due at work, head banging like crazy I was soon showered and dressed, today would be an attending day, I would be there but doubted I would be much use. Milly fortunately was on late shift so had more time. By mid afternoon my hangover had cleared, so shift over I rang her works and she said she was feeling better herself. We agreed that drinking would be something for Fridays and Saturdays only from now on! [Famous last words] however how did she feel about the rest of the situation? [Dare not say anything riskay as she could be overheard] her answer was to say “she was exited at the prospect” [wow!] Reassured I phoned misty inviting her to tea at our table, we needed to talk soberly. We got together at the table that evening and we confirmed the way we all felt, it was not just the drink talking. Milly only worked on four days now the late shift on Fridays had kicked in, so it was decided that the Wednesday her day off, would be ladies day and Friday mine with Saturday and occasionally Sunday for perhaps more robust happenings with everyone involved. The next thing of note was on the Wednesday evening as I had arrived home to an empty house was contemplating having a lonely tea, the ladies being at Misty`s. The phone rang it was Milly asking me to “pop over.” [Oh dear! What now?] I was quickly over at misty`s, where I found the two ladies ...