Chapter 3: In The Cold Light Of Day

In the morning, when Louise and Kevin awoke they find themselves alone. They began to caress each other's bodies as if they were together for the first time. Louise, until that night, had never experienced any of the things that the three of them had done together. Kevin was overjoyed at the thought that he was going to marry a woman that would allow him to anything with her, or with anyone else he chose. The thought had made him erect once more.

"No," Louise said.

Kevin was shocked; it was as if he was with another woman not the lustful slut she had been the night before.

"Why not?" Kevin whimpered.

"I just don't want to and that is final."

With that she got off the bed and walked towards the bathroom. Kevin resigned himself to jerking himself off, spraying the bed with his seed. As Kevin lay there with his flaccid prick emptied of its juice Louise walked back into the room with a towel wrapped tightly around her.

"Aren't you dressed yet? We're leaving soon. Get yourself ready," she said while grabbing her clothes and walking out of the room, leaving Kevin in somewhat of a daze over the events of the last eight hours.

Kevin got up and jumped in the shower and washed himself clean of the scent of sex. While thoroughly cleaning his manhood, he started to fantasise over Elinor and the control she showed over Louise. These thoughts again brought signs of life back into flagging shaft. He tried not to think of it but by the end of his shower he had a rod of iron once again; he gave it a few yanks then tried to ignore it as he wrapped a towel around his waist. That did nothing to hide his erection as he made his way back to the guest room.

On opening the door he was surprised to see Elinor lying on the bed. He felt her gaze as he looked over to her. She smiled and reached for Kevin's hand and pulled him towards her. They kissed passionately, the tip of her tongue forcing his mouth open and he accepted its warmth. Their tongues caressed each other's as their bodies pressed together, his penis hard with passion. Elinor's own arousal made her the aggressor; she wanted him inside her. Kevin licked his fingers to provide a form of lubricant before massaging and pinching her tender nipples to a firmness ready for the attention of his mouth. Elinor reached down and with one hand on each cheek of her soft buttocks, spread herself open for him.

"You missed a hole last night?"

Her words were a request, but her eyes told him it was an order. He responded by sucking on his index finger and placing it on the elastic ring of Elinor's anus. Gently, Kevin massaged and stretched the ring until her body began to melt with pleasure. When her sphincter began to relax, he began to press his finger against her entrance. He patiently allowed Elinor to set the pace and accept his digit gradually.