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Category: Erotic Stories

Author: martin

The night at SMUT was a success, as usual. Everything was winding down. I was talking to Cathy when we were approached by Mum and Anne.
Anne said, we've had a chat, and would like you two to come and stay over at ours tonight. We looked at one another and nodded our acceptance, great said Anne. It was sometime after 2am when we got to Anne's. She has a beautiful home, in wonderful grounds. She opened a bottle of wine and handed us a hefty drink each.
After handing out the drinks Anne sat down. I need to speak to you. Joey, your Mum and I have come to terms with our feelings. We, although in no time have developed real feelings for each other. Your Mum has, as a result a gift for you. Di, over to you. Joey, I am going to get the house put in your name, so you and Cathy have the option of developing it and Cathy's house into one property. With one proviso, you must have a guest suit for when we stay over.
Joey jumped up and hugged his Mum, then Anne, then Cathy. We won't be able to afford that for a while though he said. Nonsense said Anne. I'm giving you an open cheque to spend what you want, and I insist, NO limit. I have a bank balance courtesy of George that I would have difficulty in breaking in ten lifetimes. So please, spend spend spend, with my blessing.
Oh, and one more thing, I've booked flights for the four of us for next weekend, we're off to the villa.
WOW said Cathy, Joey, you're gonna love it. Oh, and you won't need to pack much. Why? He said. Well, you're gonna be spending the holiday as a nudist with the rest of us, right ladies? Right said Anne and Diane.
Anne showed Cathy and Joey to their room, sleep tight she said giving them a hug before closing the door.
Joey thought things over as he held Cathy close to him. Is Anne really that rich? She's rolling in it said Cathy judging on the percentage she got compared with mine. The relevance didn't register with Joey as he drifted off to sleep.
It was around 10am when they all made it downstairs, grab a coffee said Diane, we'll have breakfast on the patio.
The cogs turned in Joey's head. Cathy, did you get money from George's estate then? Yes I did. How come?
Time to open up I guess said Cathy.
George was a member of SMUT, the night he saw me caning a sub at the SMUT wearing red, triggered something in his memory. He took me to one side and although embarrassed, asked me if I would, privately, do the same to him. I agreed, though stipulating is was to be non sexual contact from him.
I visited regularly, Anne, as his house keeper provided tea and cakes, then, I would leave the room and dress up, George would strip naked and lean over the desk. All he wanted, and, all he got, was for me to cane his arse!
Until one visit. It was the week before his birthday. I said, George, it's your birthday next week, what would you like to do? Me thinking the theatre or a meal, no. George comes out with,when you cane me would you do it naked? I adopted an act. You disgust me. How could you imagine I would demean myself so you perverted fuck. I whacked his arse and walked out.
I turned up for his Birthday . We had our usual tea and cake. I said, George, assume the position. I waited until he was naked and leaning on the desk. Put the blindfold on. He jumped, thinking I had already left the room.
5 minutes later I was stood behind him. I put a note on the desk in front of him. George I said, remove the blindfold and read the note, under no circumstances look behind you.
George picked up the note and began to read it.
I thought we had a special arrangement. You wanted to be caned. I would cane you. And that was it. But no. You showed yourself to be a dirty pervert and asked me to do it whilst naked. I asked you what you would like for your birthday, all you did was show what was in your dirty mind.
So now Mr George Potter I would like you to read note number 2.
Forget all the crap in note one. Your birthday present is me, to do with what you want, whip me, kiss me, tease me, fuck me, yes George, if you so desire FUCK ME!

When he turned round I was stood holding the cane in my upturned palms.
Wearing just red 6”stilettos and red hold ups, nothing else
He looked at me, walked around me, stood in front of me and said, thank you Cathy, and kissed my lips, took the cane from my hands, put it on the desk, and walked me to the room where I changed.

I knew him to be a gentlrman.