Free The Domville 5 (The Domville #5) by C. J. Fallowfield

naughty and different.
    We’d spent Friday in the spa, then had gone for
a meal at the highly recommended Drapers Hall restaurant. Today we’d done some
shopping and had a champagne afternoon high tea in the conservatory overlooking
the Quarry and river. It was delightful and I much preferred that, than having
a bloated stomach from overindulging at dinner when I was going to meet a
potential new sexual partner. I carefully pinned up my lightly tonged hair,
leaving some curls loose to frame my face. I was beyond excited. Memories of my
lesbian encounter in uni were at the forefront of my mind. I wondered if
Anthony was going to invite the hostess up to join us. I’d made it clear that I
was very attracted to her. She was so beautiful, although not quite as busty or
curvaceous as me, but I was too inquisitive to be fussy. I held my gaze in the
mirror, could I really do this? Kissing a girl was one thing, having her lick
me, or me her was totally another. What if I didn’t like it? It would be rude
to say “ Sorry, love, but it seems I’m all about the cock ,” when she was
mid act.
    ‘Ok?’ Anthony asked as he entered the dressing
room, adjusting the cuffs of his black shirt.
    ‘I’m nervous, again,’ I confessed.
    ‘There’s no need to be. It will be just like
last time. If you feel unhappy at any stage, you can just say and I’ll end it
immediately. Besides, I have a surprise for you. You’ve said a few times that you
might feel odd seeing a woman touching you, so I thought it would be easier if
I selected someone to come up to the room and have you blindfolded. That way,
you can focus on the pleasure you’re receiving, instead of the fact that you’re
looking at a woman.’
    ‘Seriously?’ I swivelled on my stool to look at
him directly.
    ‘Trust me, sweetheart. I always have your
interests at heart and if you’re not enjoying it, the woman can leave and you’ll
never have images of her in your head. If you are enjoying it, then you can
remove the blindfold if you want. Ok?’ he enquired. I chewed my lip as I
considered his proposition. Maybe he was right, maybe it was better to allow things
to develop without seeing her face. I mean, I was fussy enough with men, and I
loved men, what if the hostess wasn’t free and I didn’t like any of the other
women who liked me? It had taken me so long to pluck up the courage to do this,
I didn’t need any additional stressors.
    ‘Ok, but she’d better be attractive. I don’t
want to remove a blindfold and be grossed out by some … Nanny McPhee lookalike between my thighs.’
    ‘Imagine what she could do to your clit with
those buck teeth though,’ he chuckled, making me laugh and shudder at the same
time.
    ‘So what time is our guest or guests arriving?’
I asked. I’d wondered why he hadn’t told me that we’d be late for the event if
we didn’t leave the suite soon. He’d obviously organised this in advance.
    ‘Guest, singular. She’ll be here in fifteen
minutes. I’d like you to be wearing the new underwear set I chose for you
today, blindfolded and sitting on the end of the bed ready for her.’
    ‘More underwear?’ I grinned at him. He was
buying me all sorts of lingerie and sex toys lately. I was loving it, and so
was he. I’d even convinced him to try one of my butt plugs and he’d been amazed
at how good it had felt.
    ‘Less in this case,’ he laughed, giving me a
mysterious wink. ‘It’s on the bed again. Come out when you’re ready.’
    I spun back around to finish lining my eyes and
applied a slick of lip gloss. I idly wondered if Paul was downstairs in the
ballroom. Our night with him had exceeded mine and Anthony's expectations, by
far. Having two men filling me at once was something that I’d never forget, but
he was right, it was best not to get attached to anyone if we were going to
keep doing this. Extra pleasure I was all down for, losing Anthony wasn’t an
option. I headed to the bedroom to inspect the new