My Trip Continued

Once we got dressed we went down to the restaurant to have breakfast. It was still early, just 8 o'clock so we had lots of time before she had to leave for her meeting. As I said she had asked me if we could stay a bit later in the evening before we left to return home. I told her I was sure that wouldn't be a problem, but that I should phone Catherine to let her know, as she would be worrying about me. Lillian smiled at that and reaching over and laid a hand on my arm. "I know she smiled, she's lucky to have you as her closest friend." Lucky I thought? It was the other way around, I was lucky to have her the way she worshipped me. How she cared for me, made love to me and made me want to love her physically as well as emotionally. She never complained even when we swapped partners for the night with Marlene and Ruth. Now I had a strange thought, was she really not able to get away to join us here, or was it just an excuse? I mentioned this to Lillian. "My dear" she went on, "You are so bright yet in some ways very naive." "What's that supposed to mean" I said rather sharply. "Don't get upset by what I tell you" Lillian went on, "You, we socialise with a very select few people who enjoy not only our sexuality, but in sharing with others. As the saying goes 'variety is the spice of life,' so by having the odd relationships with others actually adds to one's love for our regular mate." I thought about what she said as I ate, it was true I liked to do whatever I wanted, and with who I wanted and enjoyed this small world I'd been led into. By now of course I'd accepted the fact I was a lesbian and loved it. We continued to eat in silence for a few minutes before Lillian again brought up the subject. "How do you think she felt when you were enjoying others company." "Oh she didn't mind" I said, "I think she quite enjoyed it too." "Of course she wouldn't show you how it might have hurt her inside," she said pointing to her heart. "She loves you so much she cherishes every moment you're with her. Worships the very ground you walk on." I felt a little anger at this growing inside me, how dare her talk about my relationship with Catherine in this way. Still my instincts told me to keep my mouth shut, what she told me was becoming evident, it was like I was too smug and didn't like being told what was obvious to others. I thought I?d have to talk to Marlene about this. We finished bahis şirketleri eating and while we were enjoying tea she went on again. "You know if you really care for her you should make her know it." "I do" I said, "Or thought I did." "What I mean is you should make her yours, after all you own her rights, and she waits on you hand and foot." "How do I do that" I went on. "Collar her" Lilly said, "Let the community know she belongs to you, which will give her some measure of comfort." "What do you mean?" I continued. Lillian went on, "It's like a wedding ceremony in a way, but only with others in our own sexual community in attendance to witness it." She went on to explain how I would be her Master and she would be my submissive, to serve me in every way. Yet I would be responsible for her conduct and well being, that she would not do anything without my permission, yet I was free to decide what was best for both of us. That included our relationships with others, where I was in control of who she could see, be intimate with whereas I could still do my own thing. After I dropped Lillian off at her meeting I had over 4 hours where I drove up the coast, stopped at a nice place for lunch then return to the hotel in the city after 2 in the afternoon. I thought of nothing else but our conversation that morning, once I got over the resentment I felt towards Lillian telling me the obvious, I began to think about small things Catherine did for me. I knew I would have to try harder to please her, to make her feel of value. I decided to begin by buying her a gift to give her on my return. I tried to think about what she might like, but it seemed she had everything; jewellery was always an option, or nice clothes. Clothes I suddenly realised, when we first met how she had worn those plain cotton bloomers, and her stockings held up by rubber bands for garters. I knew she had changed to more modern underwear to please me; perhaps I could get something she would like in that department. Lillian had arrived back at the hotel before me, and we went to the dining room for some tea. There I told her how I wanted to get something nice for my Catherine. She agreed it was a wonderful idea, and what did I suggest. Well I told her about the underwear she had worn when we met, and how I found it to be rather unattractive. Also about the ugly marks the rubber garters had left on bahis firmaları her thighs. She smiled at this, "What are you getting at?" she asked. "The styles were very similar to what you wear, only yours are so much more attractive" I went on. "Yours are not only more attractive, but more sensuous and erotic that the ugly things she wore. If was to get her a couple of ensembles like yours do you think she would like that?" I asked. Lillian gave me that smile that by now I was beginning to realise meant she was in full agreement with what I'd said. Again touching my arm said, "I know just the shop for that, let?s drink up and go there." Following her directions I drove to this beautiful shop that had the most wonderful selections of ladies apparel I'd ever seen. There were manikins around displaying different styles and colours of underwear from France and other countries. For some reason they seemed to be word leaders in erotic styles and catered to all shapes and sizes. I found just what I wanted, although when I saw the price tag I just about dropped. I began to have a rethink about what to buy; Lillian obviously noted my reaction and smiled. "Let this be my treat for her letting you drive me here, as well as for our wonderful night together. Pick out what you like and get her more than one and something for you." I picked out a lovely rose coloured chemise and bloomer ensemble in silk I saw on one of the manikin?s, then another in a duck egg blue. I loved the look of them, Lilly told me they were drawers as they didn't have the elastic round the leg openings, instead had a lovely lace trim. I I also picked up garters that matched, only they were quite wide, about 1.5 inches wide and with that little rosette on the sides. I had realised from Lillian that they wouldn't leave those ugly red marks on her thighs that the rubber bands had done. Now it came to my turn, she asked me what I would like and it was difficult to make up my mind. Finally after much browsing I decided to get a similar outfit for myself, and as I loved the rose coloured ensemble we'd picked. Also I felt it would be a complement to Lillian as well for her generosity. Lillian was pleased with my selection and bought some things for herself, then had my two gifts for Catherine wrapped separately. We returned to the hotel and placed the packages in our room, then went down to the lounge for a kaçak bahis siteleri couple of drinks to kill time. I phoned Catherine to tell her we would be staying for one more night, and told her to go out and have a nice evening, and we would most likely be returning in the morning. After an hour or so, Lillian suggested we returned to our room to 'dress for dinner?; I didn't feel the need but was getting used to the ways of the rich and went along with her. Dinner that evening was not what I expected, not that I knew what to expect. Lillian?s friends were two ladies she has known since her younger day, and one even before her marriage. At first they were rather reserved in their conversations, Lillian assured them I shared similar interests as they had enjoyed over the years. It was clear from the way she talked, Lillian hinted at how we enjoyed the previous evening together. With time as the conversation went on and talking about previous partners they knew they relaxed. One thing they all had in common was that they all had enjoyed extramarital affairs during their marriages. In fact one of the ladies had been there the afternoon she and Lilly had their first lesbian experiences with other women. It had happened out of boredom apparently, with their husbands being executives who travelled a lot as well as spending long hours at work. Their wives didn't and were not expected to work other than to get involved in charities, so as a result it was a very boring life for them. So they would get together on occasion in the afternoons for tea or other drinks, play some cards or just chat about the usual family life. Of course there was grumbling about how selfish their husbands were, and how they were not only neglected, but taken for granted. They had to look their best at all times, and be available for social functions. Of course no matter what the occasion they had to take a back seat to their spouses. One afternoon they were all sitting in this one house sipping sherry. One of them had a little too much liquor, a little more that tipsy as Lilly put it, and began imitating her husband. Soon another woman repeated this, and before they knew it they were all having a good time. It progressed to dancing with one another, and again mimicking men hands started to wander over the others body. It was enough to turn the ladies on as another thing they had in common, was they were starved for affection. Another thing they had in common was because of what they called there, 'social standing in the community,' they felt they were constantly under a looking glass, and was expected to act with decorum at all times.