Walking home June pressed Dan again.
"How was it for you? You still haven't said."
"When we were doing it I was trying to think how to make it all work for everyone else. The whole thing was too intense. My brain was in overdrive, I didn't have time to feel anything. When was over, looking back it felt good, but in the moment I was too wound up."
"So you didn't enjoy it at all? That's awful." She paused for a second, looking intently at his face. "You did so well, I was so proud of you. I thought you must be having fun."
"I didn't feel anything. No that sounds wrong; I did feel a lot, but kind of, not feelings, not emotion, more technical, like a balancing act with forces that felt too much for me all the time. Like tightrope walking, fun when you get to the other side but not in the middle. I'm glad we did it. I'm relieved I didn't let you down."
"You shouldn't feel like that, it wasn't a job, it wasn't a test."
"It was. I know it wasn't meant to be, I get that, but it was. I was the novice there. Both of them have been playing their games for a while."
"And I'm a couple of hundred ahead of you, I know, I know, but you gave me two firsts. You know that don't you."
"Three really, if you count fine detail, or even four."
Finally she smiled. "Go on. Tell me. I obviously wasn't counting and you were."
"Fucking a cock cage, obviously, having your butt licked by a woman, being led on a flexible dog lead in public and drinking wine on a beach naked with another couple."
"We brought the wine."
"It still counts. Oh. and don't forget staking out some poor guy on the beach, so you can suck his cock, have your bits tongued and all the rest."
"There is one other."
"Yeah, seeing your husband fuck another woman, though that only works if you had eyes in the back of your head."
"Hearing it counts. I've read all sorts of stories about people standing outside bedroom doors and hearing too much."
She watched Dan face go back into analytical mode. "Hearing may be worse. If your New York tapes were audio only I'd find it much harder to cope. When you hear a play on the radio, more of it is in your imagination. If you'd only recorded audio I might have thought you were in love with all those New Yorkers. Seeing it convinced me you weren't."
She stopped him walking, pulled his arm back, spun him around so that they were face to face and for a few seconds said nothing, searching his face.
"That's the most important thing you've said to me since I got back." He watched tears spring up in her eyes. She started to say something but it was lost in a little gasp and she fell into his arms. "Oh Dan, Dan, Dan, I love you. I'm so relieved," she sobbed. Dan held her, stroking her hair, enjoying the warmth of her skin against him. He wrapped his arms around her holding her tight.
As the sobs faded away he kept her tight, not wanting the moment to end. She pushed back enough to see him, blinking away the tears and eventually turning to link arms and continue walking, now so close together, so entwined that it took ten minutes longer to get home.
"The thing is," said Dan when they were back in the house, "my brain needs time to process these things. Today was a record breaking epic, but I need time to work through it all. I probably won't know what I think until it about Wednesday."
June slumped into a chair laughing. "So my plan to have you catch up two hundred days in a fortnight may be a bit dumb."
"Yeah, but that shouldn't stop us trying."
"Okay, so while we are on the subject, what did you think about Bob and his cage?"
"He seems to go for it, but maybe he has no choice."
"How do you mean?"
"I think she wants to keep on fucking others whatever he thinks and she doesn't want him playing around either, not even getting himself off. Maybe she gave him no choice."
"But he wears it."
"Yeah, but… well, I don't know. Deep in a relationship it's hard to tell who is pushing who. I don't know enough about them to be sure what's going on. She could be coercing him, bullying him, it's hard to say. I don't think that's it because he seems relaxed, but you never know."
June stopped him, turned him to face her.
"Do I push you? Do I bully you?"
"It's hard to say." He laughed. "Hard to say because you've been back less than a week. You have pushed me, yeah, sure, but bully, no, not yet anyway. We talk all the time. I'm pretty sure if I really said no, it would mean no."
"It would; but you don't say no."
"Sure, but I might one day. You need to remember that."
"Go on," she said, a question in her voice.
"Right now I don't know what I might be missing, so even when I'm scared shitless like today, I say yes, because otherwise I'd never know," he grinned. "Some day I might not feel like that. There might be somethings that you try where I know it makes me feel bad and I'll know I'm not going to get over it. That's why we're doing this, right? So we can be the best we can be for each other. That's why you started it, and I get that. I totally get that."
"But it's hard going?"
"Yeah," he said with a long breath out, "yeah, at times it is."
"Am I… I mean are we going too fast?"
"I think going as fast as you can is part of the learning. If you hear me screaming, slow down."
"Do you really want dinner with them tonight?"
"Yeah, I'm curious to see Bob in a domestic situation, in his gear."
"Think they'll ask others? We could be stepping into an orgy."
"Only one way to find out."
* * *
The aroma hit them as they walked in; local sea food, cooked well with a fresh salad and good wine. The surprise was the other guest. Bob as promised was naked but this time wore a collar with matching wrist and ankle cuffs as well as his cock cage. He served the meal and stood in attendance. The surprise was Ray, who Amanda simply introduced as her bull.
"He's here until tomorrow," she said. "The deal with Bob was that we have two weeks holiday and I have one of the weeks with Ray. He went souvenir shopping this afternoon," she giggled, 'getting things for his wife back in England. Ray is here till tomorrow and Bob is freed once Ray's gone… as long as he's good. We have a few more days after that."
"Pleased to meet you Ray," said June in what Dan immediately recognised as her New York voice, the one she used when she welcomed studs into her room back there.
For Dan that voice produced a frisson of anxiety and one glance at Ray's cock only added to the butterflies in his stomach. Did Amanda share? he wondered. How does this work? Ray is going to fuck Amanda and I bet she likes an audience. Ray obviously thinks a lot of his prowess, so he's going to show off. I already fucked Amanda this afternoon so I'm not going to be at the front of the queue. He hardly heard June say, "This is my husband Dan."
"I hear you did a great job on Mandy this afternoon."
How to respond, a dozen possibilities flashed through Dan's mind.
"I Had to improvise a little - on the beach with no chance to get acquainted, spur of the moment stuff. Amanda's tongue did a good job on June."
Dan smiled, I'm going to be modest and self assured, he thought. What's the betting he'll want a threesome with June and try to get her to stay the night. Well, okay, he thought, I'll get a chance to talk to Bob and make sense of his end of things.
The meal tasted as good as it's aroma and the desert was entertaining but small, obviously intended to ensure that no one felt too full.
"It's time Bob," said Amanda. They all stood up and Bob started clearing the table. Their chalet was laid out in a studio design with a big king size bed at one end and a couch along one wall. Dan, Ray and the girls found seats while they watched Bob clear the table, when all the dishes were gone he removed the cloth.
"You'll love this part," said Amanda, "can you give Ray a hand with the table while I see to Bob."
Ray got up and beckoned to Dan. "We need to stand the table on it's end with the top facing that way," he said, pointing at the bed.
It took a careful lift and then a little coordination to have it facing the right way and positioned on a small floor mat. The legs were set in a little so the table top was leaning back at about eighty degrees. As soon as it was ready Amanda stood Bob in front of the table with his back to it. Ray took hold of his left hand and attached a rope to the cuff. He hooked it over the top of the table and tied it to one of the legs. The other arm had the same treatment leaving Bob strung up and leaning back. Amanda pulled his legs apart and fixed them in the same way, his feet resting on the mat.
"Oh God you look so gorgeous like that," she said, kissing him and playing with his cock cage. "So tempting. Sometimes I whip him," she said, turning to Dan but it doesn't seem fair with the sunburn. Maybe some ice later on."
The poor bastard has to watch Ray fuck his wife, thought Dan, at least I should be able to talk to him. I wonder what June thinks?
He glanced at June, trying to read something in her expression and was shocked to see Ray had one arm around her and was whispering in her ear. Dan looked back at Bob and saw that Amanda was gagging him. So no conversation after all. Hell.
"Time for your photograph," said Amanda. "Hey Ray, stop seducing June and get over here." She turned to Dan, "which of you has the camera?"
"It's in my bag, but June takes the pictures." He picked up the GoPro and handed it to June.
"Ray's going to fuck you isn't he, so its okay to take a pic of my two men together, yeah?"
This is all going too fast, thought Dan. June giggled and took the camera.
"Make it big Ray," said Amanda.
"Care to suck it for me June, just to get in the mood?"
For a second there was a slightly panicked look on June's face and she shot a furtive glance at Dan, who shrugged his shoulders. There didn't seem to be any way out of this. June dropped to her knees and took Ray's cock in her mouth, put the camera on the floor and worked with both hands for twenty seconds until Ray was at least half hard. She picked up the camera pointed it at Ray standing next to Bob and took a burst of pictures. She handed the camera back to Dan.
"Here we go Bobby boy," said Ray and stepped behind the table and began pushing it across the room, sliding it along on the mat until it was a few feet from the end of the bed.
Amanda led June towards the bed. "Are you okay with bareback? he's completely safe, I had him tested before we set off. Get Dan to check if you like, the papers are on the cupboard there," she waved at a cupboard on the other side of the room.
June caught Dan with a slightly desperate glance and he set off to find the papers. They were clear; tests from a clinic and everything looked genuine for the three of them. He turned to look for June who by now was on the bed being kissed by Amanda.
He managed to catch her eye and gave a thumbs up sign. As he did it he realised that could be interpreted many ways. Yes the tests were okay, but had he just said yes to Ray fucking his wife without even being able to discuss it? What were the rules, what about safe words? How long was this going on? What about him?
He turned towards the bed and was nudged by Ray who handed him a glass and put a bottle of wine on top of the cupboard.
"Sorry about this mate, I really fancy that June of yours, looks like you're the wallflower for now," he said and brushed past Dan on his way to the bed.
Dan put the glass down and looked at the camera in his hand. He flipped through the menu and changed it to movie, aimed it as best he could and set it going.
He strolled back to his bag, took out his phone and checked the camera wifi to look at the image. He'd guessed well, the bed was in focus on one side of the picture and Bob tied to the table was side on, near the other side of the frame. Dan switched out of phone view to save battery, collected the bottle and glass and headed for the sofa. As he passed Bob he stopped and smiled at him, giving the cock cage a gentle tweak.
"Are you going to be like this all night?" Bob nodded. "Thought so," he said and settled on the sofa to watch.
On the bed Ray's cock was halfway down June's throat and as far as he could see she was enjoying the challenge, with the added enhancement that Mandy's mouth was clamped on June's pussy.
Unlike the afternoon his position on the sofa gave Dan time to think. Should I fuck Amanda? he thought. It would be a repeat of this afternoon so maybe not. On the other hand I could think about it more, so I'd have answers for June, but is that a reason to fuck someone?
Dan glanced at Bob, trying to imagine what was going on in his mind. A careful look at his cage suggested some arousal, there was certainly flesh bulging at the holes, though not as much as when June was working on him. Restrained like that, forced to watch what his wife was up to and not able to get any relief; what did it do to a man?
I think I'd get either bored or angry, but maybe Bob spends most of the night aroused and if he really is getting released in the morning he'll probably come in five seconds. Amanda will tell him that's why she has Ray and claim to be nice to him at the same time, poor sod, he's completely trapped.
Dan closed his eyes, different scenarios running around in his head, for a moment lost in speculation in his imagination so that he didn't notice the change on the bed. When he focused again June lay flat on her back with Ray about to fuck her. Hell, I missed it, I should have jumped in.
Dan's mind was suddenly racing as he tried to catch June's eye but his vision was blocked in a second by Amanda squatting on her face. Dan got up and went to the side of the bed. Kneeling alongside June he whispered in her ear.
"Are you okay there?" He pushed her hair out of her eyes so he could see her clearly despite Amanda's pussy covering her lips. Her eyes opened wide, as though she was surprised by something and Dan knew Ray had entered her. She rolled her eyes at him. Dan kissed her forehead, unsure what his place was in all this.