Chapter 12

“So, what was the best bit?” Eric asked. He had managed to restrain his burning curiosity over the weekend after the glory-hole, but now, on the Monday evening, he couldn’t hold back any longer. The twins were in bed and Maya and he had time to open a bottle of wine, relax and consider what she had experienced.

“Best?” Her brow wrinkled in thought. “The whole thing was incredible, in the true sense of the word. I could never have imagined that it was truly happening, that there I was, boobs out and sucking off a string of strangers. It was mind-blowing. The final part with Gaëlle’s masseur was unexpected and overwhelming, too. The first clamp was such a shock. I couldn’t have anticipated anything like that and there was no warning. The second was different. The sensation was excruciating, and yet he did it with such care and tenderness and appreciation that it was also wonderful. Does that make sense?”

“The loving torturer. It’s a weird combination, but I think I know what you’re trying to say.”

Maya lifted her tee shirt to inspect her nipples. “They’re still a bit sore,” she said. “I couldn’t get away with no bra at school and I was uncomfortable all day. Knickers would have been impossible. My bum and pussy are still raw after the grand finale.”

Eric grinned. “I hadn’t realized you’d gone commando to work,” he said. “That’s twice in one month. Could it become a habit?”

“It could not!” she said firmly. “It only happens when I have no alternative.” She gave a wry smile. “That said, I have to admit that those occasions seem to be coming up with increasing frequency. By the way, I saw Antoine today. It felt very odd to be having a professional conversation with him when I’ve just given him a blow-job.”

“Antoine? He of the huge hands and feet and willy?”

“Yes. But now, I can’t be absolutely certain it was him. He was telling me about a film he’d seen at the cinema that night, which doesn’t tie in. Bizarre, because I was so sure.”

“Hardly a major issue. Back to the best bits?”

“Well, that willy was a highlight, for sure,” Maya said. “Whoever it belonged to. I was so turned on to be able to swallow such a huge length all the way in. Then the black cock, too, I’d never realized that a man’s cock could be so thick. I was proud of myself, taking those two.”

“And rightly so. I bet you’ll be round to Gaëlle’s this weekend to get her impressions.”

“I certainly will. I want to know where she found all these men, for a start!”

They discussed the evening for over an hour before bed. Curiously, the subject didn’t result in frenzied sex. They cuddled for a while, then slept.

On the Saturday morning, Maya was ringing Gaëlle’s doorbell by nine o’clock. She found Gaëlle still having breakfast. She accepted a coffee and they went to sit in the living room. They discussed the glory hole for some minutes. “It was crazy,” she said, shaking her head. “I’ve never felt so sexual. I can’t imagine what I must’ve looked like.”