Chapter 155: The Master´s Wife´s Birthday, Part 3, The Gift

BETH

Agape, I twist around to stare at Richard, then back at Michael.

Have I misunderstood him?

In the background, James whispers something to Charlotte, who darts off, to vanish through the far door.

“Well, Elizabeth,” says Richard. “Isn´t this what you wanted?”

“Richard... I... I never... I promise you, I´ve never...”

He kisses me again, softly, on the lips. “I know. But I´m neither sightless nor heedless, and I´ve seen you looking at him, with and without Charlotte. So...?”

Charlotte reappears, wearing only the slightest of clothing; a diaphanous robe in some fine silky stuff, semi-transparent, her nakedness underneath not quite hidden.

She walks up to me, takes my hand, and places it in Michael´s.

“Don´t you want to play, Beth? You said to me often enough that you wonder what it´s like. Now´s your chance.”

As I look between her and Michael, my pussy warms. “Really? You don´t mind?”