When Ben felt love for the trippie Bailey – 04

I was waiting to get to the elephant in the room, well it was an elephant in my mind. But it appears not for the girls. Rosalie reached across the table, squeezed my hand and said. “Let’s see what happens after Friday.”

So, it is going to be Friday. I had better not go to the pub on the way home or be late.

I didn’t have a shave before I left for work on Thursday, nor on Friday. But I did take my shaving tackle to work with me on Friday, and not knowing what was planned, clean underwear, socks and a shirt.

Friday morning Rosalie said to me. “Your usual time please, not early, not late. And please don’t worry about my love, it’ll be OK.”

I didn’t get much done Friday afternoon, the words on the test plan I was writing were coming out all wrong. All the right words, not necessarily in the right order. I had to keep going to keep my mind occupied. I’ll have to sort it out on Monday. I shaved as close as I could, put my clean clothes on and drove home. I was starting to feel like how a virgin bride might feel on her wedding night. I parked around the corner until it was my usual time. Shit I was nervous.

I walked in the front door, and Rosalie was standing at the bottom of our stairs. She had on a long white satin nightgown, subtle makeup and hair brushed lovely. It crossed my mind that she looked like a bridesmaid.

Smiling at me. “Please my sweetheart I know you’re worried. I will never leave you. You are my reason for living. And I want you to do this to bring Bailey into our family. She loves you so much it hurts. And please trust me, I know that feeling.” She held her hand out to me, I took it and she pulled me in for a smoldering kiss. It got hard just doing that.

She led me upstairs into our bedroom with its 4 poster bed, she opened the door and there stood Bailey. Her blonde hair shining, gentle makeup highlighting her cheeks. Stockings and the white corset. There was a small fascinator in her hair. She did look like a bride on her wedding night.

That was when I realized Rosalie was undressing me. She was undoing the buttons of my shirt and eased it off my shoulders. I let it fall to the floor. She undid my belt and flew pulling my trousers and underpants down in one go. I stepped out of them, my socks came off at the same time. I was naked.

I felt a small push in the middle of my back. I had stopped, stunned by the beauty of these two women, but I had a job to do. I moved forward, I took Bailey in my arms, I kissed her passionately and deeply. I wrapped my arms around her trying not to crush her.

I whispered to Bailey. “You look fantastic in this corset. You have worn it for me. But I just want you.” I put my hands around her back to start undoing the corset, only to find Rosalie was standing behind her already helping me take it off.

Rosalie whispered to us. “Let me help you.” She leaned in closer to Bailey and whispered to her. “You’ve had your wish to wear that corset for him, but I did warn you he would always want you naked the first time. Don’t worry there will be plenty of other times you can wear it for him.” She leaned closer and kissed her on the ear.

When Bailey was naked apart from her stockings and fascinator, I eased her back gently, her legs were touching the bed and then I helped her back onto it. She laid there looking beautiful. I climbed on the bed beside her.

Looking into her eyes I said. “I love you.” It was the first time I’d said it to her.

“I love you too, ever since I first saw you.”

I glanced up at Rosalie, looking down at us smiling. I smiled back up at her. “Thank you.”

Rosalie made to leave, a thought flashed through my mind that she would be sitting alone whilst her husband made love to another woman, even though she’d agreed to it. That didn’t seem right to me. “Rosalie my sweetheart, you are as much a part of this as I am. I would like you to stay.”

I felt Bailey move beside me. Her hand came out and reached across to Rosalie. “Yes, please do stay. I want you to share in my joy.”

Rosalie smiled and came towards us, she took Bailey’s hand, kissed it and knelt on the floor.

I slipped myself down Bailey’s body and got in between her open legs. I gently teased her clitoris with my fingers and then pushed them inside to make sure she was lubricated. She was.

I heard Bailey say. “Please, my love now.” If she thought it was time, then so did I. I moved up her body, I rested on my elbows and knees, not wishing to crush her. I was finding it a little difficult and was about to use my hand to guide my cock into its target when I felt a hand I knew take hold of my cock.

I heard Rosalie say. “Lay still.” With my cock in her hand, I felt her slowly rub Bailey’s clitoris on the end of my cock. I know she likes it when I do that to her.

Bailey was shuddering. Rosalie stopped moving my cock and said. “She’s been waiting for this. Now is the time my love.”

She held it in the right place, and I entered Bailey slowly but firmly. I felt Rosalie remove her hand. When I got fully in, I looked at Bailey, her head was back, her eyes were closed and she was saying, “Yes, yes, yes, good, so good.”