Page 55 of Festive Flings

When Jonty returns, he asks if I am ready. I excitedly take his hand as we get into the rental car. It should take us a couple of hours’ drive, and I have packed us some lunch for on the way. As the radio blasts out Christmas tunes, I feed Jonty, and I cannot help a little bit of fun on the way. I sing along with Chris Rhea, Mariah and Slade and suggestively slide my hand up Jonty's thigh. When he doesn’t take the bait, I stroke myself instead. He can never resist that.

“Stop distracting me, you horny little bitch. We’ll never get there, and I’ll be fit for nothing.” He chastises me as we laugh together.

The villa is as beautiful as described, and I quickly unpack our stuff and set our scenes for later. Jonty told me he has a present for me but I have to be patient.

After showering and changing into a red baby doll with a white fur trim, fishnet stockings and stilettos, I join Jonty in the lounge where he has champagne on ice as well as a selection of soft drinks and beer, toys, snacks and other paraphernalia we might need. Jonty stays in his casual trousers and shirt that he has undone at the collar. He’s showered and looks like a dashing silver fox; I seem to fancy him more and more lately.

“Bilbo, you look so sexy, come here. I’ve got something to show you.” He pulls out a small box that I recognise as Viagra. “Did you know you can get these over the counter now? As you can tell I have no problem getting it up, especially when my gorgeous wife is dressed up like a hot slut, but this should give me some staying power.” I kiss him in thanks but step back quickly.

“Down boy, you don’t want to be going off before our guest arrives.” The agency we are using is the same one we used years ago. The people are vetted and tested and compensated generously for their time. This was the only way I could have sex with a stranger; I wouldn’t risk it any other way. I could have asked someone to join us last week when we went dogging but they could be anyone, with anything. That is a hard limit for me.

I check my watch; it's almost 7 p.m. And that’s when the doorbell rings.

It's time!

~ Jonty ~

It’s time to surprise Billie, so I ask her to stand while I fasten a blindfold around her head to prevent her from seeing what I am up to. Her excitement in anticipation for her gift from me is clear, as her arousal builds up, she has to tense her thighs together. Someone will have to relieve her soon. She’s already worked up. I slip my hand between her legs and skim her sweetness, licking her nectar from my fingers. “Hmm, you taste so good. I can’t wait for my main course now, Bilbo. You’re such a naughty girl, but I like naughty girls. And naughty girls get prizes… Are you ready for your prize, Billie? Are you ready to see what I have arranged for you?”

“Yes, sir. I want to see what you’ve got me.” She remembers to call me sir; my cock twitches when she does, clearly liking being dominant and in charge.

“Good girl. Sit here and wait, and if you do as I ask, there is going to be a prize for you. All for you, my sweet girl.”

Her nipples stand erect as I move away from her. I desperately want to suck them, but I will have to wait. I have to organise the scene I have planned just for her.

I open the front door and, as arranged, the three girls Billie and I couldn't decide between all stand there. My present to Billie is that she can try all three. They are booked for the entire night, and I hope Billie likes what I have in mind. I asked them to dress as Charlie’s Angels and they did not disappoint. I will be taking on the role of the elusive Charles Townsend, and they make up my harem, whose main mission is to please my favourite. Whatever my favourite wants, my Angels want to provide; we are at her will and mercy. We will do anything to make her happy and most of all satisfied.

I sit next to Billie and whisper in her ear, “My name is Charles Townsend; you can call me Charlie. My main mission tonight is to fulfil your every fantasy. Would you like to meet my Angels? They want to give you a night to remember.” The girls stand in the usual formation, shaping their hands into guns and kissing or licking them.

“Yes, I want to meet your Angels… How many are there?” she asks. She is already panting and clenching.

I untie the blindfold. “Why don’t you open your eyes and see for yourself? Merry Christmas, baby. I hope you enjoy your gift.” She opens her eyes and groans as I make the introductions. “Billie, this is Jill, Kelly and Sabrina; they are my Angels. They are yours to command.”

Jill is tall with long legs and red hair. Her enhanced boobs are straining against the pvc dress she is wearing. She has a gift bow attached to the strap of her dress.

Kelly is medium height, dark straight hair and super curvy. She isn’t quite plus sized; it was so hard to find a plus sized woman, but she has healthy, ample curves and plenty to grab on to. She has her gift bow tied around her waist.

Sabrina is also tall with dark, glowing skin, a short dark afro and beautiful dark brown eyes. She has small boobs but her ass is big, high and round. Both Billie and I had been in awe of her beautiful derriere. Her gift bow sits like a bunny tail just above her ass.

Billie bites her bottom lip and leans forward. “You did this for me?” she asks me. Her voice doesn’t give any indication of what she is thinking, but I know my wife: if she was angry, she would have stormed out of here already.

“All for you, my Queen. As you are my favourite, it is the Angels' job to cater to your every whim. What would you like them to do?”

As excitement flares in her eyes, my cock throbs. “Thank you, Charlie. Could you tell your Angels I would like them to perform a floor show while you go down on me? I need to cum; I can’t think straight. Limits are… don’t kiss my husband on the mouth, please. And it's such a pleasure to meet you all. I think we are going to have a lot of fun tonight.”

The girls hearing Billie’s request quickly go to work kissing and undressing each other; they are clearly comfortable with girl on girl action and it’s a big turn on watching Billie get turned on watching them perform. “Please, Charlie, just make me cum quickly, and then I’ll be able to relax and enjoy this. I am over excited at the thought of three girls all for me.”

I rip her panties from her and lick her pussy while she sits on the edge of her seat. She grabs a fistful of the hair at the top of my head and pushes my head between her legs, forcing more pressure on her clit and controlling the speed of my movements. I glance up at her and smile in satisfaction. Her eyes are fixed on the other girls and their show. She whimpers and moans, which I know means she is close to fulfilment. I cannot wait to watch my girl get her freak on with my Angels, so I motorboat her pussy. She screams out in ecstasy as she cums in my mouth. As she throws her head back, I continue to lap at her bundle of nerves.

“I want to have a go now, Jonty. Who should I lick out?”

“Angels, line up for my favourite,” I instruct the girls, and, as agreed, they all chorus: ‘Yes, Charlie’.

“I would like the one with the big tits, Charlie. Tell her to put the heels back on.” The girl does as she is instructed, and Billie takes her time exploring her curvy body. “Hello, beautiful, you have an incredible body. Would you like to have some fun?”

Kelly kisses down my wife’s body. “I can’t wait to have some fun with you… What would you like me to do?”

Billie whispers in her ear, and Kelly smiles and nods as she lies down on the rug.

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