Charlotte visits her Master and her lover. but what will happen if she makes her Master angry?
A Continuing Tale of BDSM, Ménage, Erotic Romance
Part ten of a long running series
I step into my Master’s apartment. “Hellooo... Anyone around?”, I call out, kicking off my shoes at the door.
“Hi, Charlotte.” It is Michael, all smiles, arms held out in welcome. “It’s lovely to see you again,” he says.
I step into his embrace and he kisses me, lightly, his lips just brushing mine.
I glance around. “Just you?”
“James will be back later. He has some work to do today, but he said to say to you to make yourself at home.” He glances down at my bags, various textbooks and folders sticking out of the top. “It looks as though you have work to do as well?”
“Exams next week. I needed some peace and quiet to revise, so he said I could stay here for a few days.”
Michael laughs. “Peace and quiet? While you’re here? With us?”
“Well, we can’t er…. you know… all the time, can we? And at least afterwards, I’m nice and relaxed to get some hard studying done.”
“I take your point.” He pulls me in tighter, his arms tightening around my waist. “I’ve missed you.” His mouth hovers close, his breath sweet on my face. “I wanted to be here when you arrived.” His lips brush mine again. “It’s the first chance I’ve ever had to be alone with you.”
His meaning sinks in. “Ah… um, do I get a cup of coffee first?”
He laughs. “Sorry Charlotte. Of course you do. You’re barely through the door and I’m jumping on you.” He turns for the kitchen then, “Or would you prefer wine? I have a bottle on ice.”
“Sounds lovely.”
We sit together in the lounge, sipping chilled cava, Michael’s arm loosely around my shoulder.
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Portuguese
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Already translated.
Translated by Nelson Leonel De Benedetti
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