Chapters of Conversation Part Two

Time to hop into the shower. Rick had been perspiring in the garden all through Saturday, feeling sticky and covered in dust. Following his agreement with Esther, he stripped off in the pantry so as not to track dirt and sand indoors. Bare down to his boxers, he intended to head for the kitchen but hesitated. He slowly pushed his boxer shorts up and locked eyes with his new cock cage.

It was a mini model, clearly much smaller than that first one he’d ordered last year. A familiar wave of arousal hit him. Completely naked save for the chastity cage around his member, he walked into the kitchen as if it were completely ordinary. Even though wearing this device had become second nature to him over time, fully grasping that 24/7 reality instantly spiked his horniness. His dick began swelling within the confines of the cage.

‘Leave everything in the laundry basket,’ Esther called out upon hearing his approach. ‘I did,’ Rick replied, stepping into the kitchen. But what a surprise awaited him. Sitting at the table was Shirley, Esther’s girlfriend, enjoying a glass of wine and gazing directly at Rick as he entered unexpectedly and thoroughly aroused.

He instinctively covered the cage with both hands. Blushing, he grabbed the door handle behind him to make a quick retreat back into the pantry. Shirley laughed while Esther turned from the sink, also chuckling. ‘No need for shame,’ she said. ‘I’ve shared everything with Shirley. That’s why she’s here.’

Rick wished the ground would swallow him whole, but it didn’t. From his peripheral vision he saw Shirley wearing an amused smile. She wore a tight top and a laced leather skirt. He hadn’t seen her dressed like this before. There was no going back now; Shirley knew his secret, and Monique had certainly enjoyed that knowledge.

How many times had he imagined the neighbor catching him if she looked through the window while he knelt there trying to satisfy himself anally with a large dildo? Or perhaps Esther’s friend would wander in accidentally during one of those moments when Rick was putting on his cage. Now, something even more arousing was becoming real, and he decided instinctively to embrace it.

‘Go take a shower and shave first,’ Esther instructed.

Under the water, as the initial excitement subsided, he let his mind wander. The image of Shirley returned clearly. Although she sat sipping wine, her outfit revealed much about what was coming next. His cage squeezed tighter as his dick swelled again, filling every millimeter inside it. After ten minutes, he turned off the tap and stepped out.

Drying himself off, Rick pulled on jogging pants and a fresh T-shirt before heading downstairs.

Holding the kitchen door latch, he paused briefly. Would he enter casually? Or would he stride toward Esther with expectation? Before deciding, her voice rang out, stronger than usual. ‘We heard you all along. Come in; I have a surprise.’

The surprise was Shirley standing by the table. Her leather skirt hugged her curvy backside tightly. She had removed her top to reveal a black leather push-up bra and held a riding crop. ‘Take your clothes off now,’ Esther said with a smile. Shirley pointed at his pants with the whip handle. ‘Get them down,’ she added softly, letting the tip bounce in her left hand.

Rick kept his eyes on the swaying whip as he lowered his trousers and stepped out of them. Shirley remarked, ‘You wanted your bottom smacked? Well, that’s coming too. But first, something else. Esther says you’re a good cook, so pour us some wine and get busy.’ He bent to pick up his pants but winced at a sharp pain shooting through his left buttock; Shirley had swiftly struck him with the whip.

‘Leave them on,’ she said. ‘You won’t need those tonight.’ Rick glanced at Esther, who watched with a wicked grin. ‘Isn’t that what you wanted?’ she asked. ‘Tonight all your dreams come true—and so does Shirley’s too,’ she added, though he wasn’t sure if the outcome would please him entirely.

Great story! I'm eager for the next chapter.