Chastity

Part Ten: April

“And what’s this room ?” Chantal asked, pointing with her finger.

She was a pretty, bubbly brunette, with her mother’s vivacious looks, her father’s intelligent green eyes, and a perfect pair of 34DDs all of her own. They were sat round the makeshift kitchen table in Portugal, looking over the plans for the house; Chantal, Kelly and Mart, along with Dylan, every-inch the professional architect and designer.

“It’s a cellar. For your father’s wine.”

“Under your bedroom ? Dad, you’re going to be uncorking bottles at night ?!”

Part Nine: March

It was Friday evening. Mart was squeezed into the packed commuter train and sighing with relief that his working week was finally over. He was strangely proud of the job he’d done setting up Jack’s filing and administration. It was dull, monotonous work but, as his dad used to say; if something’s worth doing, it’s worth doing well.

Jack had allowed him to leave an hour earlier than usual so it was only just past eight when he arrived home. The house was alive, music playing loud.

“Lay lady lay, lay across my big brass bed …”

Part Eight: February

Kelly sighed as she lay back in the deeply fragrant bath. She twiddled the hot tap to a halt with her toes, breathing in the aroma of lavender, jasmine and rose essential oils she’d mixed into the foaming water.

Part Seven: January

“Ten … nine … eight … seven …”

The party heaved with two dozen chanting, flushed faces, smiling around at each other.

“… six … five … four …”

But Mart stared intently at Kelly. His green eyes solely on her.

“… three … two … one …”

Then a great, communal cry went up.

“Happy New Year !!!!”

She blew a kiss at him, then turned and hugged the people either side of her. The chimes of Big Ben ringing in 2007 were broadcast over the speakers.

Finally, she turned back to him. He hugged her.

Part Six: December

She thought she was about to cum … Whoa lady !

James jerked back so that his glistening erection slipped out of her pussy with a sloshing sound.

“Not yet, baby.” He murmured, pecking her earlobe, fingers releasing her nipples, removing all contact with her erogenous zones.

She hissed in frustration. He smiled down at the pretty curve of her spine as she arched her back and reversed into him, hungrily seeking his dick.

Time to start working for a living lady.

Part Five: November

“Kelly and I are engaged !”

There was a stunned intake of breath and hushed silence.

Faces turned from James to look back towards her. She blushed, shocked as anybody. Mart’s expression was a picture.

Suddenly James burst into his deep, uproarious baritone laugh.

“Not literally.”

The tension disappeared, rapidly everybody was smiling and chuckling.

Part Four: October

It wasn’t promiscuity that drove Kelly in search of new men.

Of course, we all lie to ourselves. Sometimes we don’t even know we’re doing it. We imagine we’re being entirely truthful in what we tell ourselves about something but hey, deep down, well …

Part Three: September
 

Part Two: August

The first four weeks were, in several ways, the most intense of all.

As July turned to August, the long days and sultry nights allowed both of them time to absorb the changes in their relationship. Each day brought with it something new; sometimes subtle shifts and nuances, other times blunt and shocking events that were like doors slamming on their past.

Chapter Two

Carrie felt a warm tingle between her thighs as she took delivery of her newest acquisitions.
"Would you remove their restraints please ?" she calmly requested.
The warder laid the completed documentation on the hall table and carefully unlocked and unhooked the Official State neck, wrist and ankle bracelets from the couple.