Going Around in Circles

Friday came around as it usually does and we all went back to Madrid in the bus. After the change-over we put our things in our room and retreated to the Vegaviana for our late lunch. Pavlina commented on the new girl with the big smile and I told her I was trying hard to be just that. She told me that my evening would wipe the smile off my face as I had five Louis Sixteenths to service and that they had booked out my entire evening. However, she did say that she had staggered the blow jobs to give me some recovery time. The kicker was that two of them had booked a second visit and wanted to have me together so she had put it at the end of the night. They also wanted me to be a normal girl on the second visit. I also was booked the following Friday with the other five of their society. She also told me that Portia had booked me fully for both Sundays I was here. Well, I had four of my fourteen days fully booked; wonder what will fill the rest. When I commented on it she said that the judge would be in on Saturday afternoon and wanted me to discuss the case of the socialite and the Alsatian Hound. Oh boy was he getting off the planet!

The day passed too quickly and, just after five, I was dressed as Marie Antoinette and waiting in room one with no knickers under my huge dress. The first Louis was very shy, almost as if he didn’t want to be there. I finally managed to get him aroused enough for a blow job but I could feel his heart was not in it. The second was a straight forward rear penetration, with the kicker that he wanted me to penetrate him. Even Louis wasn’t that weird. The last three was two penetrations and a blow job and I was finished with them all by nine. I went up to my room and took my time having a shower and picking a normal, summer dress and redid my make-up to be more like my normal look.

I went back to the bedroom and used my code to let myself in. About five minutes later our ‘maid’ ushered the two boys in. I was not surprised to see it was the first two. I sat them on the edge of the bed and asked them what the problem was earlier; I told them that their hearts were not in the earlier scenario. One told me that they were only in the Louis Society for the connections for work as the members were all high level lawyers, while they were up and coming. The other one then said “The truth is that we are both gay and saw you in the march on Saturday. We were with a couple of Napoleons and they told us you were their Josephine and a she-male. I think we both fell in love with you at that moment. What we want is to take our time this session and to end up with the two of us in a sixty-nine while my friend, here, takes me from behind. Do you think we could do that, please?”

It took a while to sort it out but we eventually found a way to make it work. I lay on my back with one of them laying on top of me in the opposite direction, both of us with our condoms on and sucking each other, while the other one knelt above my head and gave his friend what for with his own condom. It was an odd situation as every time he thrust forward, he pushed his friend forward on my shaft and pulled his shaft further into my own mouth. I did not have to do anything at all, just lie there and think of more pleasant things. They finally came and I felt the condom in my mouth fill rapidly. I really wasn’t included; I think that they just needed an excuse to have their own sexual experience. I made their day by giving them both a kiss and telling them to be good to each other, not to worry about the other lawyers. I was then able to go to bed myself thinking that I was back in the weird world of strange hang-ups.

On Saturday morning, at breakfast, I spoke to Parnima and told her that I had been thinking about things at the farm and wanted to make a suggestion that she could discuss with Vanda. I said that with six vans and the tractors, as well as the generators, pumps and the bus, we went through nearly a thousand litres of diesel a week and, as we had a two thousand litre tank, we needed to get a delivery every two weeks. She said that this was so and was a throw-back to previous days when horses did most of the work. I said that when I looked at the farm records I noticed that we paid one hundred and fifty Euros in delivery fees every time we got a tanker in because we were remote. This was an outlay of three hundred Euros a month. She was nodding at this.

I then said that if we got in a ten thousand litre tank, we would only need one delivery of twelve thousand litres every three months and that would save us seven hundred and fifty Euros as the delivery fee is the same, whatever the amount delivered. That was a three thousand Euro saving a year and our set-up cost would be recovered in about three years. She said she would take it on board and talk to Vanda about it but she could not see any reason not to do it. We did go ahead with it, over the next couple of months, and put in a hard stand and tank. Little did I know how lucky we were by having it set up when we did!

Saturday afternoon I was in a little black dress, with heels and fascinator, standing in the dock again with my hands handcuffed behind my back. The judge wanted to know how such an elegant lady came to be charged with bestiality. I answered that it was all a mistake as the dog that I was seen with was a jockey friend in a dog suit and that he had left before the police arrived. I did say that our Alsatian did, indeed have a big, and very suckable, dick that actually was bigger than my husbands but I had never been tempted to try it. He asked me about my jockey friend and I said that he was quite adequate at the time but I had heard a rumour about someone in the Ministry of Justice who was a bit more adequate than that. Of course, that was the cue to be taken to the cell to discover that there was, indeed, a member of the justice fraternity who was somewhat adequate.

While we went back into the courtroom he commented that he had to go home now and try to fix his computer. I asked him what his problem was and, when he told me, I knew that he had downloaded some infected porn. I said he should be able to fix it easily and he asked how, on earth, could I know that. I told him that I was a computer expert in a previous life. He thought for a moment and then asked me what I was doing for a couple of hours. I replied that he needed to ask Pavlina but, if he was willing to pay, I could help him. I told him that two hours for a puta was a lot cheaper than two hours of a visiting computer guru. When Brutus arrived to take him back to the waiting room, the judge told him to prepare me for transport to the police headquarters for further interrogation. Brutus took me to the door to the stairs and freed my wrists and I told him I was going to help the customer with a computer problem. I went up to my room and quickly changed into a skirt suit, picked up my bag and went down to the security room. Brutus let me in and Pavlina told me that I was to be back by six for an appointment before letting me into the entry room through the side door. The judge was waiting outside and we walked to his car. He asked me what my real name was and I told him.

We drove out to the suburbs and pulled up in his driveway. I waited for him to help me out of the car and we went in. As we entered, we were met by a good looking woman who greeted him with a kiss and looked at me suspiciously. He said “My dear, this is Gene and she is a computer specialist on loan to my division. She has generously offered to help me with our computer problem.” I was led to his home office and we turned on the computer. I told him that it may take a little while to sort it out and that I really needed peace and quiet to concentrate. He left the room and I downloaded one of my programs from the cloud and started working through the files to find the virus.

After about twenty minutes I heard the door open and his wife gave me a cup of tea. I thanked her and carried on, taking a sip now and then. She had taken a seat by the desk and watched me carefully as I worked. Finally I had tidied up his system and set it to defrag. While it did that I sat back and she said “You really know what you are doing with that. Are you my husbands’ new mistress?” I smiled and told her not to be worried, I was no-ones mistress and that I had only met him a few times. “Is that on Saturday afternoons?” she wanted to know. When I asked why Saturday afternoons she told me that that was the time he went for his blow job, something she could not bring herself to perform. I asked her why she allowed it and she told me that he had a terrible job, having to deprive people of their liberty, sometimes just because of who they were, not what they did, and needed to find release. I was intrigued and asked her for an example and she just said “Those poor Catalans.” I told her that giving a blow job was no worse than sucking a banana and that I had heard that swallowing semen was supposed to be good for the complexion.

After a couple of minutes the computer announced it was ready for action. I asked her to call him in and, while he looked over my shoulder, I showed him that it all worked perfectly. I suggested that he put a good virus protection in and he asked me if I could do that for him. We downloaded a good one and he paid for it through PayPal. I then showed him how to do his regular live updates and how to perform the different scans. His wife was also very attentive and I suspected she would be the one to do the regular maintenance. When we had finished I was led out to his car and his wife said “Maybe we will see you again, dear.” On the way back to the whiskeria he told me that his wife would be busying herself to find me a suitable young lawyer to marry. I told him that I had met a few already from the Louis Society and that I would wait until a real man came along.

The rest of Saturday went as one would expect and I was quite tired when I showered and got into bed. On Sunday morning my tablet told me I was to be picked up at ten, again, so was ready outside when Portia arrived in the Skoda. When I got in she leaned over and gave me a kiss. “Welcome back to Madrid, it’s so lovely to see you, dear Gene” she said as we drove away. “You have no idea how far we got with Claude since you were here last, Joseph has insisted that he takes both of us to lunch, today, as he has been able to close most of the malware down and wants to thank you personally.” Firstly, though, we went to the mansion and were naked and entwined within half an hour.

Marianne G 2020