Chapter Fifteen
James took Marley to brunch at Nick & Sam’s. He wanted some time alone with her, so he planned to meet their friends later at the game.
They sipped mimosas and grazed at the various culinary stations. James ordered a slab of prime rib, while Marley enjoyed a custom-made omelet with ham, cheese, and two kinds of onion. The dessert table groaned with scrumptious selections, but they both settled on the chocolate mousse, which was heavenly and thankfully light.
After they were satiated, James had his driver take them to the Dallas Vipers’ gigantic stadium. The facility boasted some of the world’s most lavish accommodations, and last year he had treated himself to season tickets with his own skybox.
For the last few games he’d given his tickets to some of the higher-ups in his company as a perk and a gesture of good will. But today, he looked forward to showing off Marley and watching the game with her.
The box seating offered a bird’s-eye view of the playing field and gave the event a party vibe. Luxurious midnight blue upholstered furniture, several high-definition monitors, and parquet flooring provided a comfortable atmosphere.
James had invited Charles and Kimberly. Carmen would be joining them as well. From what she had said, Carmen preferred to watch with them rather than the ‘players’ wives.’ It didn’t sound like that group was one in which she felt at ease. To hear her tell it, those ladies had nothing on any of the housewives from those reality shows in the drama department.
The home team played the Houston Honeybadgers that afternoon. The game opened with a kickoff return for a touchdown by the Vipers. They set the tempo from the beginning, held down the throttle and never looked back. Just before the half, Carmen’s boyfriend, Natron Dakers, caught a pass at the twenty-five yard line and ran it in for a touchdown, making the score 21-0. Mugging for the cameras, Natron unveiled a new touchdown dance that had him shimmying in the end zone. The crowd went wild.
“He’s quite the showman,” James said to Carmen.
She laughed. “Don’t I know it!”
Mushroom snowcaps, breaded parmesan asparagus tips, stuffed shrimp, and other appetizers were served on the buffet. Ice-cold beer flowed, and a wine selection was available for some of the ladies who preferred vino.
James watched Marley mingle. Every move she made dripped style and grace. Truly, seeing her today, it blew his mind that she had ever been a prostitute, walking the streets. The woman could shine in any setting. From homeless shelter to the most high-end charity ball, she found her niche and made her delightful presence known. Seeing her today, a stranger might have thought she’d grown up in the toniest neighborhood in Dallas.
None of that mattered to him. He didn’t care about her past. Hell, there were times when he forgot about it completely.
On the other side of the room, Marley sparkled in a green sweater that enhanced her emerald eyes. Engaged in conversation with Kimberly and Charles, she tucked a strand of raven hair behind her ear. James’ chest tightened. He couldn’t imagine life without her. She’d become as essential to him as breathing.
He must tell her.
Talking about his emotions wasn’t his strong suit, but he’d find a way.
James crossed the room and slid his arm around Marley’s waist.
“Hey.” She turned to him and smiled. “What have you been up to?”
“Watching you.” It was halftime and people were milling around, out of their seats.
Kimberly and Charles shared a knowing look, then rushed off, making some excuse about needing some more champagne.
“Ah, now I have you all to myself.” He wrapped his arms around her.
“Daddy, here?” she protested feebly.
“Anywhere I want,” he growled in her ear. “This is my box, anyway.”
He tickled her ear, nibbling just behind it.
“You’re right, Daddy.”
He nuzzled her neck, leaving a trail of kisses behind. They huddled together on a sofa and watched the rest of the game. The Vipers destroyed the Honeybadgers with the final score reading 42-7. Natron had two hundred all-purpose yards. Viper fans were jubilant. Their team was going to the playoffs.
Amidst all the high-fiving and the congratulatory hugs, Marley whispered in James’ ear, “Daddy, there’s something I want to run by you.”
Leaning back to look at her, he said, “I’m listening.”
“I’d like to have a friend over to spend the night this week. Kind of a slumber party. If that’s okay…”
Stroking his chin pensively, he answered, “I don’t see why not.”
She threw her arms round his neck and kissed him hard on the cheek.
“Oh, thank you, Daddy. You won’t regret it.”
“Okay.”
“And I have a special early Christmas present for you, too.” An impish grin lit up her face.
“Great.” What was his little vixen up to now?
* * *
James couldn’t decide if he should go for a swim or a run. Swimming was his workout of choice, but he liked to break up the monotony occasionally. While it was chilly outside now, it wasn’t terribly cold, and it was only going to get colder out the further they got into winter.
A run, then. He walked into his closet and took out his running shoes.
Marley was having her friend over tonight, and he was planning to stay out of their way. Let them do their girly things. He’d brought some work home with him. Maybe he’d get a pizza and hole up in his room.
Dressed in a long-sleeved Under Armor shirt and jogging shorts, mp3 player in hand, he was almost at the door when the bell rang. He opened it to see an attractive girl with tiger-striped hair, dripping with designer labels and sex appeal.
“Hi, I’m Charmaine. You must be James.” She extended a hand palm down as if she expected him to kiss her ring.
He gave her a firm businesslike handshake and invited her in. Offering to take her bag, he called for Marley. “Charmaine’s here.”
Marley’s head popped out of her room. “Okay. Hey, Charmaine.” She then turned to James. “Where are you going?”
“Running.”
“Oh, okay.” Was that a look of disappointment he saw on her face?
It was sweet she would miss him. “I’ll be back soon. You girls have fun.”
With that, he plugged in his earbuds and set off for his workout.
Six miles and one hour later, James came through the door, dropped his mp3 player on the hall table, and went to his bathroom to clean up.
His hair still dripping from his shower, he threw on a t-shirt and shorts. Parched, he padded barefoot to the kitchen to get some water.
A gale of giggles erupted from Marley’s room. He smiled to himself, glad she was having fun.
Full glass of ice water in hand, he trudged into the living room, sat down, and turned on the sports channel.
Momentarily Marley and her friend came out of her bedroom. They were laughing and stealing glances at one another, as if they had a secret they weren’t going to share with him. Both girls wore short tight t-shirts, panties, and long striped knee socks. Marley’s hair was tied back in ponytails.
It unnerved him to see Marley’s guest partially undressed. Not wanting to be accused of ogling her friend, he averted his eyes and focused on Marley. He wanted Marley and her friend to have a good time, to make themselves at home. This was her slumber party, after all.
Marley sat down next to him on the couch, her friend taking the adjoining sofa. He started to get up and give them the room, but Marley put a hand out to stop him.
“Don’t go, Daddy. How was your run?” Marley purred, caressing his leg.
“Not bad,” he said, offering her a peck on the cheek. “What are you girls up to?”
“Well, we’re getting a little bored, Daddy, and wondered if you would play with us.” she said, managing to look both innocent and seductive at the same time.
“I guess. What did you have in mind? Monopoly? Cards
?”
Her laughter tinkled in the air. “Well… Charmaine is between daddies right now. I thought maybe you might like it if she played with us.” She dipped her hand down to his crotch and squeezed. She whispered in his ear, “Think of it as an early Christmas present, Daddy.”
He swallowed hard, his throat dry. Charmaine nodded, wearing an angelic expression.
“Uh,” he stalled. Glaring at Marley, he asked in a stage whisper, “Are you sure you want to do this?”
Marley smiled sweetly. “Sure, Daddy. I just want to make you happy.” She slithered down between his legs and tugged at his shorts. Intent on what she was doing, she peeked over at Charmaine. “I’ll show you what Daddy likes.”
“Okay.” Charmaine responded, crossing and uncrossing her legs suggestively.
He closed his eyes, trying to wrap his head around the situation. Blood rushed to his brain rather than below the waist. Two girls. They wanted him to play with both of them.
His heart raced. Was Marley really okay with this? He didn’t want to be unfaithful to her, but she was the one bringing another girl into their bed, so to speak. Was this something she needed? If so, he didn’t want to disappoint her.
He’d been with two prostitutes once. The sex had been good enough, but it had been so impersonal that he’d never repeated the experience. He liked having some sort of connection with his partner, however fleeting, and the threesome had been more mechanical, just another way to get off.
But he and Marley had an amazing connection. If she wanted to play out this fantasy, he was willing to go along.
She was playing with his cock, which had yet to respond. Taking a deep breath, he realized he would have to channel his best inner dom to give these girls a good time.
“Take off your shirts, both of you,” he ordered them firmly.
Charmaine’s eyes stayed locked with his as she pulled the thin fabric over her head. She had small, firm breasts with tiny pink nipples that were already erect. Slowly, she sunk down on the floor next to Marley.
Marley removed her top quickly, intent on making him hard. She moved aside for him to stand and take down his shorts. He was damp and sweaty from the run, but the girls didn’t look as if they minded. Bottomless, he turned off the television and walked away from the furniture.
Standing in the middle of the room, he said, “Both of you crawl over here to me.”
On hands and knees, both girls slowly, sensuously inched toward him.
He held each girl’s chin, and rubbed their cheeks as he would a kitten.
Marley nuzzled against his hand while Charmaine watched.
“Marley, show Charmaine how to worship Daddy’s cock.”
Her eyes lit up, and she took him into her mouth. He felt himself thicken in her wet, warm tunnel. He was tempted to close his eyes and enjoy it, but he was distracted by Charmaine nuzzling his hand as Marley had done.
Aha. Charmaine was a quick study.
Charmaine looked up at him and winked saucily.
Studying the new girl, he noted her bright blue eyes and wild, wavy hair and all its plethora of colors. She was sinfully beautiful and he could tell she knew it. This one was trouble.
He reminded himself this was Marley’s idea, pulled himself out of her mouth, and shoved his rod in Charmaine’s face. “Suck it, little girl.”
Charmaine opened her mouth, which was much larger than Marley’s, and took him to the back of her throat, holding his gaze the whole time.
Not a novice, this one. He clutched the back of her head, pulling her toward him, fucking her mouth deep.
“Charmaine, hands behind your back. Marley, go behind me and lick my balls.” Adjusting his stance, he made room for her between his legs.
In no time he felt the lap-lapping of her warm, soft tongue.
He thrust in and out of Charmaine’s mouth, causing drool to trickle out the side. Her dripping mouth spurred him on. Exquisite sensations engulfed him as one girl worked him from the front, the other from the back.
He wanted to come, but knew he needed to hold back. Wanting to put on a better show for these girls, he gathered himself and told them to stop. Charmaine kept sucking until he held her by the shoulders and slid out from between her lips.
“I said to stop. Do you need a spanking?”
A twinkle in her eye, she replied, “Yes, Marley’s daddy. I think I do.”
He glanced at Marley for her reaction. Gleefully she said, “Yes, Daddy. I do think she deserves a spanking!”
James nodded. “Charmaine, come over here and lean over the edge of this chair.”
Charmaine cut her eyes at Marley, but draped herself over the side of the chair.
“Marley, go in your closet and bring me the paddle out of the second drawer.”
Her eyes rounded but she scurried into her room, and came back with a wooden paddle. “Is this it?”
“Yes. Charmaine, stretch your hands out in front of you and Marley will hold them.”
The girls followed his instructions, Marley clasping Charmaine’s hands in hers.
“I will give you ten strokes. Charmaine, would you like to count or would you prefer Marley to do it?”
Charmaine looked to Marley. “Would you do it, please?”
Marley nodded. “Sure.”
“Marley, come behind her and take down her panties.”
Marley moved behind Charmaine. “How far down, Daddy?” she asked as she began sliding Charmaine’s underwear down her hips.
“To her ankles.”
Charmaine wiggled as her delectable ass was revealed. Marley came back around to hold her friend’s hands.
“Be still, girl, or you will wish you had obeyed. If you want to play with me, you will have to accept my authority.”
“Sorry, Sir,” Charmaine squeaked.
He raised the paddle and brought it down on Charmaine’s taut butt cheeks.
She flinched.
As he punished Charmaine, he observed her reactions, reading her signals. A good dom knew how to push his sub to the limits, but not cross them. He swatted her hard enough to get her attention, but not hard enough to break her.
Charmaine took her spanking like a good sub, but didn’t appear to relish the pain of the beating. That was the case with most little girl subs. They generally weren’t pain sluts. Those who loved pain usually gravitated to more sadistic doms. On a mission to be a good dom, he didn’t want to leave her wanting more, in case she’d been angling for a severe punishment.
“Marley, come look at your slutty little friend’s cherry red ass.”
“Wow, it is red.”
“Feels red.” Charmaine rubbed her bottom.
“Marley, do that for her. Rub Charmaine’s ass. Make her feel better.”
“Yes, Daddy.” Marley stroked the hot cheeks gently. Charmaine stretched underneath her in a uniquely feline motion.
“Now go into Marley’s bedroom, both of you, and take off everything but your socks. You may leave them on. Then lie on the bed, face down, ass up in the air.”
“Yes, Sir,” they said in unison.
James drank the rest of his water. He needed to stay hydrated. He took off his shirt and threw it on the floor. Naked, he walked into Marley’s room.
The girls had positioned themselves so when he walked through the doorway he was presented with their eager cunts, legs spread, bottoms ready for him. Their heads turned toward one another, they whispered and stifled giggles.
“Let’s see what we’ve got here.” With a hand on each girl, he caressed the outsides of their thighs, ran his hand over their backsides and down between their legs.
He stroked each girl’s inner thighs, one leg at a time. Anticipation built as the room filled with the scent of desire. An electric current sparked in the air, connecting them all in a lusty conspiracy.
James started his pussy inspection with Marley. He traced the outline of her lips with his finger. Using two hands, he spread those lips apart, inserting a finger into her s
lick, wet cunny.
She gasped into a pillow and shook her ass at him. She wanted more.
“No, you little whore. I have to inspect your friend now.” He spanked her flank before turning his attention to Charmaine.
It intrigued him that women’s cunts could be so different. Marley had a longer slit, darker in color. Charmaine’s was wider, more plump and pink.
They were both beautiful. Both completely shaved the way he liked. Both made him want to bury himself, nuts deep, in them. But there would be plenty of time for that.
He inserted one, then two fingers inside Charmaine. Since she was new to him, he needed to feel out her likes and tolerances. She barely responded until he inserted the second finger. Then she rocked back onto his hand, wanting it deeper.
Climbing on the bed, James planted his knees between the two girls’ heads. This gave him the best angle to smack their pussies, which he did. The girls grunted and groaned as he smacked their exposed clits repeatedly. Then he fingerfucked them until he had them writhing on the bed, dripping with need.
“Please fuck us, Daddy. Please!” Marley begged.
“In a minute, doll. Don’t be so greedy. Roll over onto your back and bring your legs down so they dangle off the side of the bed.”
Her breath heavy with lust, Marley repositioned herself.
“Now Charmaine, straddle her face. Marley, I want to see you lick her pussy good.”
A hint of defiance flashed across her face, but Marley lay back and accepted the other girl lowering herself over Marley’s lips.
“Good girl, Charmaine.” He swatted her still-pink ass.
“Now, Marley. Let me see you eat her pussy,” he growled.
Marley stuck her tongue out, reaching toward Charmaine, who lowered herself further. Her red little tongue dipped into the other girl’s folds. She pointed it, jabbing at Charmaine’s clit, eliciting a moan. Then she offered a flatter, looser tool, lapping at the other girl’s length. Charmaine ground her hips into Marley’s face, saying, “Yes, yes,” urging her on.
“Good girl, Marley. Eat that pussy.” James grabbed Marley’s legs and impaled her with his rod. Fucking her fast and hard, he felt her muscles clench around him almost instantly in a climax. God, she was so turned on, and she had him stiff as a board. He pounded into her with great force. She usually liked it rough and today that’s what he gave her.
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