Chapter 54: Honeymoon Breakfast

Friday, April 15, 2005

I woke at my usual time, to the sound of my two wives quietly talking. Julia was describing how she was learning to drive a car, which reminded me that I was allowed to try for my license when my cast was off, which would hopefully happen this evening.

They were both pressed against my body, which was a nice way to wake up. I said, "Good morning, my beautiful wives."

They declared the same back at me, with one important variation, then started raining kisses on me. It was definitely a nice way to wake up.

When the kissing enthusiasm had abated somewhat, Julia asked me, "What would you like for breakfast, my Lord?"

"Cereal would be fine. That's what I usually have at home."

Julia said, "I think I'll have cereal too."

Carol added, "Me too. A BIG bowl of it. I'm very hungry."

While Carol was speaking, Julia resumed kissing me, so naturally Carol joined in. Julia winked at me and kept on with her kisses. I had no idea why the wink, but I knew what to do about the kisses so I concentrated on those, both Julia's and Carol's.

I saw Carol attempt to kiss Julia, but Julia moved her lips away and used them to kiss me. Maybe thirty seconds later the same thing happened again. Julia seemed to be refusing to kiss Carol! After the third rejection I was sure, and was about to speak when Carol said, "Why won't you let me kiss you, Julia?"

Julia said, "Didn't you hear our Lord say he'd like cereal for breakfast, and me saying the same?"

Carol confirmed, "Sure. I'm hungry too. Can we have breakfast soon?"

Rather than answering Carol's question, Julia went back to kissing me. Carol looked confused, then moved to kiss me. Halfway to my cheek, she changed her mind and moved to kiss Julia. Julia quickly moved her face away from Carol.

Carol stopped, and cried, "What's wrong? Why won't you let me kiss you?"

Julia finally explained, "I'd rather not kiss you at the moment because I'm unhappy with you. You shouldn't be here. You should be downstairs making the breakfasts we asked for, like a good servant would."

Carol face collapsed, even before Julia's last phrase. "Oh NO! I'm so sorry," as she leaped out of bed. She took a couple of steps toward the door and then realized she was naked. The thought of what would've happened had she not realized amused me.

Carol glanced quickly around the room. There were no clothes in sight because Vanessa had hung them up while everyone was in the room last night. Carol rushed to one of the closets. Julia yelled out, "STOP!"

Carol froze. Julia continued, "As punishment for your mistake you will go and get our breakfasts naked. Have a good shower first so my family don't have to smell you. Don't wash your hair though because we don't want to get the bed wet if we decide to let you back into it. You know where the shower is, so go now!"

[Which reminds me of a small, recurring problem we'd had last night. Carol's hair is very long, reaching almost to her waist. It looks beautiful but it's a bit of a nuisance in bed because it's often getting caught under someone when we're moving around. I'm delighted to say that we do a LOT of moving around. We certainly aren't going to give up 'moving around', and Carol's hair looks so beautiful it'd be a sin - a real one - to cut it, so this comment is pointless. I blame hunger. Moving on... ]

Carol briefly looked back at the closet, then turned back to Julia and opened her mouth. For a second nothing happened, then Carol took a deep breath, turned, and marched naked out the door. Julia called out after her, "Make sure you wash thoroughly."

As soon as the door was shut behind her, Julia burst out laughing. I didn't see any humor whatsoever in the situation, and was trying to decide what to say to Julia. I was still thinking about this when Julia leaped out of bed and hurried to get her robe on while telling me, "I sent her to have a shower so I'd have time to whip downstairs and get everyone prepared." Julia disappeared out the door, leaving me all alone.

I was impressed. Julia had obviously pre-planned the whole thing because she'd asked for breakfast in a way that had set Carol up for failure. Sending Carol to have a shower was brilliant. Carol would experience all the fear of being exposed naked to other people, but without knowing that Julia had cleared everyone away. It was a clever little scheme. I was sure Carol would not forget this 'lesson', and we'd get our breakfasts promptly from now on. This was a very good thing, as I'm quite hungry in the mornings.

It took Julia quite a long time to return, so long that I feared she'd be in danger of meeting Carol on the stairs, but judging by the big smile on Julia's face when she returned it'd all gone well.

Julia hung up her robe then snuggled back into bed with me again. I expressed my admiration of her scheme, "What a clever little plan to ensure Carol won't forget our breakfasts again. It's very funny. When did you think of it?"

"This morning soon after I woke up. It'll be interesting to hear what she says when she gets back. There should be some good laughs in it for us and a good experience for her."

I was going to ask to have the "good experience for her" comment explained, but Julia said, "I'm horny and I want to be fucking you when she comes back. Please let me climb on top of you so I can pace myself until she arrives?"

That sounded like more fun than what I'd intended to do, and Julia had used the magic word - "horny" - so I granted her request. She straddled me and my cock slid easily into her as Julia was surprisingly wet. Perhaps not so surprisingly when I thought about it. I think Julia gets turned on by her little schemes, especially those with any sexual connotation, although I have my suspicions that she could get off on schemes that had no such connotation, provided they had a large amount of management in them. Her brain is WAY different from mine!

Julia was in no hurry, so we just rocked back and forth, playing with each other's nipples. I definitely got the best end of that deal because her nipples are a lot more fun to play with than mine.

To kill time until Carol returned, I asked Julia, "Are you ready for your driving test?"

"No, but there's no hurry for that. We should have a test drive with Dad sometime. We'll be prohibited from having sex in a few hours, so we can do some driving after that. You haven't tried driving our new car yet."

We chatted about driving and other minor matters. I was starting to worry about my breakfast. It was taking a long time and I was hungry, especially because I was expecting it any second. Maybe Carol was too scared and was hiding in the bathroom. In which case, when would I get my breakfast? I was a little worried about Carol too. I asked Julia, "Do you think Carol's okay? She's taking a long time."

Julia laughed and said, "I'm sure she's having a GREAT time. Don't worry about it."

I really didn't think Carol would think the risk of being seen was "a great time", let alone "a GREAT time", but Julia wasn't worried about her so I was reassured. Julia understands Carol very well, so I took her word. Now I was worried about Carol's having a GREAT time delaying my breakfast.

Something like twenty hungry minutes later the door started opening. Julia's rocking speed instantly increased, and she started crying out little obscene observations, "You are such a great fucker. I love the feel of your cock in me."

The door swung open to reveal Carol bending over to pick up a large tray loaded with food. She picked it up very carefully as it looked heavy and perilous, and walked slowly through the doorway, kicking the door shut with her heel on the way past. She had a strange expression on her face. Embarrassment certainly as her face was red, but it also had a wild gleam. I suspect she might have gotten a thrill out of the danger of being seen naked. Maybe Julia's comment about her having a "GREAT time" was correct.

Carol slowly moved toward the dressing table, no doubt to place the tray on it, but Julia - still rocking and moaning on my cock - called out, "Bring the tray here, Wife#2."

^-- Carol approached the bed and Julia said, "Stand holding it beside the bed. We'll be finished fucking soon." Then Julia ignored her and went back to calling out obscenities at me, one of which - "You haven't fucked me in the ass for a while, Lord. Do you want to fuck me there next?" - required a response from me.

I wasn't sure what answer Julia wanted, so I gave a noncommittal, "Hmm, that might be a good idea." It wasn't so much that I didn't want to; it's just that I would have preferred to do it AFTER breakfast.

Carol stood there quietly, looking down at the tray, in shame I assumed, although I wasn't sure whether it was at her failure to get our breakfast or at her nearly being seen naked.

After a couple of minutes the weight of the heavily loaded tray was pressing on Carol, and she shifted her grip on it.

Julia immediately asked, "Is the tray heavy?"

Carol finally looked up, with a smile on her face, expecting Julia to make some kind, helpful comment. Instead Julia said, "Spread your legs wider then. I want to look at your open pussy when I'm fucking our Lord anyway, so spread your legs very wide."

Carol said, "Oh," lost her smile, and looked back down at the tray. She carefully spread her legs.

Julia, watching her, added, "Careful with that tray! If you drop it you'll have to clean up the mess AND go downstairs naked again to make our breakfasts all over."

"Oh no." Carol held the tray very carefully.

Julia asked, "Wife#2, why is your pussy so wet? I know it didn't get that wet so quickly just from watching us. Did our breakfast take so long because you stopped to frig yourself?"

"Oh no, I wouldn't do that! It took so long because they made me do other things."

#2: <Huh? Oh boy, she was seen! The poor girl. I wonder what they made her do though, that sounds weird.>

Julia spoke up, "I didn't ask you why you took so long. I asked you why your pussy is so wet?"

A very bashful Carol reluctantly admitted, "Umm, I don't know."

An angry Julia yelled, "You DO know! How dare you not tell the truth to us! Answer truthfully, RIGHT THIS INSTANT!"

"I'm sorry. It's just so embarrassing. They all saw me, and made me do things, or made comments. It was terrible but I couldn't help getting excited. They kept talking about how wet I was, and pointing it out, and I just got wetter. Because I'm shaved they could see everything. It was so unfair. I thought I'd die."

Julia, now in a happy tone of voice, said, "Good girl! Why don't you put that tray down on the vanity and come over here and tell us all about it."

Carol carefully took the tray over to the vanity and placed it there. I could easily see the relief on her face when the considerable weight came off her arms.

Julia instructed, "Sit cross-legged beside Mark's head, darling. I want us both to get a good look right up your very wet pussy."

Carol blushed more, but still had the gleam in her eyes. She was enjoying it, obviously. I was looking forward to hearing her story, although I was getting quite concerned about what time breakfast would finally be served. I was pinned to the bed so there wasn't much I could do about it.

Carol sat down where directed and opened her legs very wide. Julia leaned forward, scooped up a couple of fingers full of Carol's copious juices, and fed them to me. Hopefully as an appetizer for breakfast. Julia returned for more, alternating between feeding me and herself. Every scoop Julia made sure to rub her fingers firmly across Carol's swollen pussy lips, and we could see Carol react every time.

Julia said, "Tell us what happened after you finished your shower."

Carol started her story, "After the shower I had the idea of wrapping myself in a towel before I went down, but you had said that I had to make breakfast naked, so I didn't put on a towel."

Carol was visibly proud that she'd obeyed Julia's order. Julia praise was effusive, "That's EXCELLENT, darling. You did it EXACTLY right. I am so pleased with you. What a wonderful girl you are! It is important to us both that you follow our orders accurately and intelligently. You knew what I wanted and you did it. You are perfect."

Carol was very pleased, "Thank you so much. I'm very sorry I didn't get your breakfast when you first told me what you wanted, but I'll do better in the future. I want to be perfect for you."

Julia encouraged, "You are doing very well. When you make mistakes we're very disappointed and have to punish you, but we can see that you are doing your best and you are getting better. Now keep telling us what happened."

Carol resumed, "I went downstairs. I didn't see anyone or hear anything, so I thought I was safe, but when I walked into the kitchen your mother was standing there. I didn't mind too much because she's a woman. When she asked me why I was walking around the house naked, I told her I was getting our breakfasts. She insisted on knowing why I was naked, so I had to tell her you were punishing me. Then she wanted to know why you were punishing me, and I had to say I hadn't gotten your breakfasts fast enough. Then she wanted to know why it was me that had to get the breakfasts in the morning. She kept asking me question after question, and she forced me to tell her that I am your and Mark's servant. It's all right that I told her, isn't it?"

"Of course. You don't have any secrets from my family. It's very important that you keep Mark's and my secrets - especially Mark's because they're life-and-death important - but you don't have any secrets of your own, and I'm not the least bit concerned about your being embarrassed by having to talk about your sexual peculiarities. You were correct to answer my mother. I'm happy that she knows you are our servant. Carry on."

"After your mom knew I'd failed to be a good servant, she pulled a long, wooden spoon out of a drawer and told me that she used to smack your bottom with it when you were a naughty girl. She asked me whether I thought I should have my bare bottom spanked with it. I didn't know what to say. Then she asked me whether I'd been very naughty or only a little naughty. I said I thought only a little as this was only the first breakfast we'd had. I won't forget again, so I think the first time was only a little naughty. I told her that, and she put the spoon away and told me she'd only use it on my bottom if I was very naughty. I answered right, didn't I?"

^-- Julia just nodded, so Carol continued, "Then she asked me what we wanted for breakfast, and I told her. She asked if I knew where everything was. I didn't, so she pointed to where the bowls were and I got them out. But when I got three out she made me put one away and told me I was only making breakfast for you and Mark. She said that if you wanted me to have breakfast you should send me down with the dirty dishes after you've finished yours and I can make mine then. I thought that was okay, but then she told me not to worry if the neighbor's wife was in the kitchen when I returned, as she often pops over in the morning. I should just come in and wash the dishes and make my breakfast. You wouldn't send me down again, would you?"

"Someone has to wash the dirty dishes after we finish. That's definitely a servant's job so surely you're not expecting Mark or me to do them, are you?"

Julia said nothing after that, and there was a short silence, after which Carol said, "Okay. I'll do them. I just hope your neighbor won't be there. I don't even know her and it'd be too embarrassing even if it is another woman."

Julia made it worse, "She might bring her husband. Sometimes he comes over too."

"Oh no. How will we know whether he's here?"

"That's easy. When you walk naked into the kitchen, if there's a strange man there, then that'll be him. He's a nice man, so if he's there give him a kiss on the cheek and tell him that 'Julia says hello'. Carry on with your story."

Carol blushed more, collected herself and resumed, "Your mom pointed to where the cereal was. You have the same sort as we do, so that's lucky."

Julia gave a little laugh, and I knew that it was exactly as lucky as the rings all fitting perfectly.

"Your mom kept pointing to the next thing I needed, and slowly I made breakfast for the two of you. Cereal and drinks, just like Mark has at home. All the time your mom was asking me lots of questions, like did we have a good night, what did I think of your ceremony, which was the best part of it, what do I think of Mark, what I wanted to do in the future, and what did I use to want and why I have changed my mind. Lots and lots of questions like that, nonstop. She didn't even stop asking questions to tell me where the next thing I needed was, she just pointed and kept asking. It was very confusing. And she wouldn't let me just say 'yes' or 'no', I had to explain and give reasons. It made it hard for me to make breakfast quickly."