They had begun to murmur solicitous words, apologetic and compassionate, each imploring the other's pardon for having inflicted suffering on her. Marion's hands had begun to caress Kay's striated naked behind, whilst Kay's slim fingers caressingly palpated her mistress's inflamed seat. They were, in a word, at the threshold of a carnal communion that would still more tangibly alter their psyches to my own amorous advantage. And that was why I now remarked, "Now this is praiseworthy, but it is not yet the generous, warmhearted unanimity I wish you both to discover for yourselves."
Questioningly, they turned their heads to regard me, then blushed to realize how naughtily wanton they were in embracing naked before a man. But the humid eyes, the moist quivering red lips, the panting globes of their beautiful naked bosoms were telltale signs that Marion and Kay were erotically stirred to the point that they could find solace in each other. And just as Fanny and Alice had "made up," so too did I wish the brunette and her red-haired minx of a servant to become amorously entwined.
"Marion, do you not find Kay charmingly made?" I asked.
"Oh, yes, Jack, she-she's so delicious, such an exquisite figure, and such fine white skin, I feel ashamed of myself for having marked it so cruelly," Marion declared.
"And you, Kay, do you not find your mistress's body to be exciting, now you've seen it unveiled and quivering under your spanking hand?" I twitted the redhead.
She blushed scarlet, lowering her eyes as she stammered, "Oh, y-yes, Mr. J-Jack, s-sir, she is really beautiful."
"There, now, you see, my dears?" I chuckled in rare good humor, "it remains for you to express that admiration in a loving way, one which we men can't, alas, emulate because of the hard difference in our sex." My audacious pun was, I fear, overlooked by both blushing naked houris, for they stared at me, not quite knowing what I was driving at.
"I will show you, then," I said, once again summoning all my powers of self-control.
"Marion, do you lie down on the couch, like a goddess who disposes herself to receive adoration from her followers."
Wonderingly, Marion walked to the couch and sank down on it, not without wincing and uttering a stifled little "Oww!" at which I could not hold back a chuckle, in which Kay contagiously joined with a hearty giggle.
But before the mood could be broken, I hurriedly instructed the saucy red-haired baggage. "And now, Kay, lie down over your mistress in reverse, so that your face is over her lovely warm cunt, whilst yours is tendered to her warm sweet mouth. And thus you will give each other the true kiss of peace!"
"Ohh, Jack - that - that's terribly naughty," Marion gasped, turning scarlet to her ears, and starting to rise.
"It will be naughtier still, I fear, if you do not comply with my request, for then I shall spread-eagle you on the couch and let Kay use a feather as well as her lips and tongue on you, with the order to bring you almost to the threshold of pleasure but not to let you enter its domain," I threatened.
Blushingly Kay now took her position over her mistress in the figure of soixante-neuf, and I whispered to her that she should have two gold guineas from me if she took the initiative over her mistress. This she did by slipping her hands under Marion's bottom, and, putting her mouth to the raven thicket of her mistress's Venus mound, applied a long, sweet sucking kiss.
"Ooooh, Kay, ohh, what are you doing - ooooh!" Marion squealed, and I whispered to her, "Pay her back in kind, the wicked minx, and make her wail for mercy."
Which she at once proceeded to do. And there I stood, entranced, as these two naked beauties gamahuched each other, moaning and sighing like two nymphs of the court of sweet Bilitis herself.
But when I perceived that Kay's hips and loins had begun to wriggle and lunge, and when I heard her inarticulate sighs and groans and knew her to be further along the pathway to paradise, I flung off my dressing gown and, seizing her by the waist, lifted her off Marion's wriggling naked body and, pressing her down on her back on the rug, inserted my near-bursting cock into her moist slit and with a single mighty lunge thrust myself home to the hilt.
Kay uttered a strident cry, flung her arms round my shoulders and, nimbly wrapping her stockinged legs over my sinewy and jerking behind, arched up to meet me in the frenetic gymnastics by which we both attained our approaching climax - she, because chastising Marion and then being gamahuched by her erstwhile love-victim had titillated her to unleashed passion, I because my voyeuristic pleasures had proved as violently aphrodisiacal as fucking itself!
Happily, as I had poured forth such a deluge of essence in Kay's cunt immediately after her fustigation, I discovered that my cock retained its rigidity even after it had ebbed forth a token residue to acclaim the heated reception the red-haired maid's quaking love-canal had bestowed upon it. I therefore drew out and made directly for the couch, where Marion lay unrequited, moaning feverishly, one slim hand now slyly frigging herself as she posed with heels planted on the couch, knees up and yawningly straddled.
And I chided her teasingly. "I will give that little hand something better to play with. Reach out and guide it!"
Whereupon, opening her humid eyes, and uttering a joyous gasp of, "Ohh, yes, Jack dearest, oh, that'll be ever so much better," Marion grasped my ramrod and drew it to her twitching moist pink crevice. And once again with a single mighty lunge, I impaled her to my very balls. Then I began to fuck her with long hard digs, while she clutched me with arms and stockinged legs, moaning and kissing me feverishly, till she gave down her furious tribute.
Gallantly I then retired, to let the ladies enjoy the privacy of the bidet and W.C. at the back of the Snuggery whilst I repaired to my own private place to make my ablutions and to put on a new dressing gown. When I returned, to my secret amusement, I found Marion and Kay seated side by side on the couch, still naked save for their hose, cuddling and whispering to each other like old friends.
And when at last they dressed and took their leave of me, Marion kissed me, saying, "How lovely this has been, dear Jack, and how grateful Kay and I must be to you for bringing us together."
"Then I'm forgiven and there's no longer war between us, Marion?" I laughed.
She shook her head, blushed, and squeezed Kay's hand.
"Bravo, my dear! I And may I dare to hope that you will favor me with a visit in future - and bring your lovely maid, perhaps, too?" I hazarded.
"Oh, yes, yes, do please, Miss Marion, ma'am," Kay exclaimed and then turned away her blushing face.
"Why you forward minx," Marion laughed good-naturedly, "that will depend on your good conduct henceforth." Then, to me, she murmured, with a bewitched moue. "It seems we shall be related, sir, if you mean to keep your word concerning Alice."
"And so I do. When she returns next week, I mean to propose the honorable estate of marriage to her, if she'll have me."
"Oh, she will, if she knows what's good for her, the minx," Marion rather sulkily murmured. And then, flirtatiously, in a husky, intimate tone that made me quiver with anticipation of the future, "But if she doesn't, then perhaps I will, sir."
And on this fortuitous note, we parted, enemies no more, but the most intimate of friends, if that sweet amity which exists between man and maid may be called by so pallid a term.
Yes, at last I had had my revenge on haughty Marion. And I had discovered beneath her arrogant veneer the temperament of the most ardent of mistresses. How I wooed her sister and came to the ceremonial for formal nuptials which I am frank to admit, I had not previously contemplated, is another story - as is that of the realization of my dream of a "harem" which would not only include the quartet of two sisters and their amorous maids but also the beauteous young widow Connie Blunt and other as yet unknown warm-blooded damsels. And perhaps, dear reader, one day I shall record it with the heartfelt wish that it will let you glean a small part of the enjoyment, nay, the ecstasy, that was mine!