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E33: Emma’s discovery and the surprise of Pearl Sixteen
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E33: Emma’s discovery and the surprise of Pearl Sixteen Donald tells Emma to go clean herself up and he will get their dinner ready. She hurries to her bedroom, naked, as Donald is too. They now feel so comfortable this way around his house. At the doorway, to the room, she stops dead as she gasps at what she sees. There is a woman, in her late twenties, with shoulder-length brown hair, and a tight tank top over her ample bosoms, a short jean skirt, and slide on sneakers. She is tan all over to a golden brown. Seeing her Emma just stands for a moment with her eyes and mouth wide open. The woman is much the same, looking like a deer in headlights. Emma comes to herself first, and steps into the room, her hand outstretched, “Hello, I am Emma, and you are?” The woman gathers herself, puts the rest of the clean underwear into the dresser drawer and steps to greet Emma and shake hands. It is a little strange doing this with a naked woman, but Emma seems to have such confidence right now. “Hi, I am Karen. I work as the Professor’s housekeeper. Well, actually Julie and I do.” Emma really is rather nervous about all this, but she keeps her pose. “It is nice to meet you Karen and I will look forward to knowing Julie also. I wondered how everything was cleaned so quickly and thoroughly this last week. You both do an excellent job.” Donald hears Emma’s voice from the living room and comes to the doorway of her room to see what is going on. There is a flash of annoyance on his face realizing that Karen has been revealed. Something he did not want to happen yet, but in a way, it is probably for the best. He walks over to the bed and presses a button behind the headboard and in moments Julie has joined them. She looks so similar to Karen in dress and figure, only her blonde hair distinguishes one from the other really. “Well, Emma, it seems you have met Karen, and this is Julie. They take care of the house and are here to cater to our needs as they arise. They both are attending the college, and this is an easy source of income for them. The hours, while sometimes erratic, are not many, and they are paid well. They have plenty of time to study and they live, rent-free, in the cottage behind the house so one or the other is readily available when I need them,” Donald explains. Emma has a bit of a frown on her face seeing these beautiful women who more or less live with Donald, at his beck and call when needed. But then Julie hurries to Karen’s side and holds her hand, her head resting on Karen’s shoulder. Emma realizes that the two are a couple, and while she still is uneasy about them being so close and fully a part of Donald’s household, she relaxes a little. “I really was saving telling you about them until next week, but this is fine. It will be easier now that they do not have to be so stealthy changing sheets and cleaning the kitchen.” Emma smiles some to herself thinking about the inklings she has had all last week, and how they had not been so discreet with their undertaking really. She also realizes she and Donald are standing naked in front of them both right now. But the favorable looks both are giving her as they admire her body sends rapid shivers of enjoyment through her body. For some reason, even women appreciating her body now gives her pleasure. She greets Julie now also and thanks them both for how well they keep things up here. Donald tells them he will call them back shortly, but they can go for now. “Emma, I am proud of you for how well you conducted yourself in an unusual situation. You show the pose and sophistication I so want you to develop.” Emma just blushes at such a sweet compliment from Donald. She tells him she has so many questions to ask if it is alright, but right now, from all she has endured the last two hours, she really needs to pee. Donald laughs at her open honesty, scoops her up into his arms and carries her to the toilet. He pulls over the stool and sits beside her for them to chat. But, seeing the strain, anguish and desire on her face, he gently spreads her legs and places his fingers against her still so raw and swollen slit. Gently rubbing her clitoris helps her to relax and the pee begins to flow out of her in a giant stream over Donald’s fingers. The warm wetness gushing over him is rather arousing for some reason to him, and while he had planned something along these lines down the road a bit to try with Emma, the moment seems to have arrived. Her legs spread wide, he stands in front of her, and holding and aiming his cock, Donald begins to spray his piss over her pussy, aiming for her clit. Emma moans in delight at this and stretches her legs apart, even more, to enjoy this on slaughter. Both finished, Donald shakes himself between her legs, and sitting again takes some tissue and wipes Emma dry. But the guttural moans coming from her now makes him drop the paper but continue to caress her burning pearl more. He realizes that the last few hours of build up without release have finally reached the need for fruition for Emma, and as he increases the pressure to help her relieve this craving, he is amazed at the sounds coming from her. She throws herself back against the toilet and widens her legs even more. “Uh, uh, uh, uh,” Emma pants over and over, getting louder and faster with each interval. “Yes, oh, oh, ooh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, ooh, ooh, please, oh, uh, uh, uh, uh,” she gasps as her face and neck redden. “Ooh, yes, uh, uh, yes,” as she grabs Donald hand and presses his fingers harder against her, directing him with her hand over his to go faster and faster. “Please, oh, oh, yes, uh, uh, uh, uh,” she moans in a final high-pitched frenzy. Her body shakes uncontrollably as her back arches forward and he can feel the heat steaming from her throbbing twat. And as juices spurt from her, so does a little pee as she finally, after hours of build up, releases all she has had held back. She is frozen in that position for what seems like minutes, but it is only a few seconds before she relaxes, sweat beading on her brow. But, actually watching someone in full light reach such heights of intensity is a first for Donald, and the researcher in him wants to be sure to remember every detail to document. Sure, they have done laboratory studies before, but never with someone so on edge as Emma had been, nor seeing them cum so strongly as she just did. He wets a cloth and wipes her forehead and face, caressing it lovingly as he does. The redness of her face lightens, and her heavy breathing slows. She looks at him as just seeing him from coming out of a daze. “Emma, are you alright?” he asks her with concern. She just smiles at him and nods her head. He brings a glass of water to her lips to sip and she gulps down the glassful greedily. Composed again now, Emma thanks Donald over and over for helping her scratch that itch which had been irritating her so. He can only laugh at her analogy and such understatement. Then sitting there in such an unusual place, they begin to talk, Emma asking about Karen and Julie, him answering and explaining as his fingers stay lingering on her slit. For some reason, it just seems like a normal way for them to have a conversation at the moment. “So, who are these women? How long have they been working for you? Why have you kept them so secret from me? Do you have a relationship with them? Have you? Are they a couple? Is it alright that they see us both naked as they did? How should I act with them?” questions now just spill forth from Emma, her curiosity about what she discovered getting the better of her. Donald snickers at her sudden vocalness, he loves when she becomes excited about things and just gushes out at him. It is like when she told him about the discovery of her mother’s diary. These occasions bring out all her charm and enthusiasm eluding such joy from herself. “One question at a time,” he tells her, his other hand now stroking her inner thigh. Her hands have moved and are doing the same to him as they sit so close together in this odd setting. “Karen and Julie are together, a couple, they have been since they were freshmen. Now they are both working on their PhDs in behavioral psychology. I had them in different classes over the years, and about two years ago, when my last housekeeper, who was in her sixties, retired, I suggested them taking over the position together. It allows them free housing, easy access to the university, plenty of time to devote to their studies, and they are both very good cleaners and cooks. It has worked out wonderfully for me." He continues, “They are interested in the studies I have conducted, and the results help to augment their own research. For the most part, I have kept them hidden from experiment subjects when they have been here so not to skew the data. But you have been different, and I knew I would want you to eventually know about them, and they help with your development. I had just not planned on you finding out so abruptly as you did tonight. He adds, “I have never had anything but an employer and<b> teacher </font></b>relationship with them but do admire their intelligence and insight when we talk. They are totally committed to each other, so I do not think there would be any chance of anything with them ever. Donald concludes with, “Just act yourself, and it is fine for them to see us like this. They seem to enjoy the view of you, you are very lovely to look at. I plan for them to help you relax more as you often seem stressed with the cares of the world.” With that Donald leaned and kissed Emma with great affection. Wiping her dripping juices from her once more, he helps her stand, telling her he does want to show her something. He leads her past the tub and shower to the far side of the bathroom where there is a door she had never really paid attention to. He opens it revealing another room. On one side is a tanning bed, the other a massage table. There are cabinets and shelves with towels and lotions between them. “I want you to feel your best from now on, so each morning, before you ready yourself for the day, come in here, spend a few minutes in the bed to bring out a glow to you, and then either Karen or Julie, or even perhaps both of them with giving you a massage to get your circulation going for the day.” The idea of this pampering of her enthralls Emma and she just smiles and hugs Donald in gratitude. “Why don’t you start now, while I do finally fix some dinner for us.” Donald shows her how to turn on the tanning bed, and she climbs in it, setting the timer for ten minutes, and as it starts, she hears him leave through what she sees is a second door to the back hall. She unwinds from all that has happened in the last few hours as she feels the heat warm her body. When the bed turns off, and she lifts the lid she finds Karen standing next to it with a large towel in her hands. Karen helps her up on the massage table where she lays on her stomach as Karen begins to rub her tight shoulders. Her pressure is wonderful, harder than what she had felt from Sasha earlier, but very rewarding in how it seems to help her muscles loosen and enjoy the attention they are now receiving. Karen massages her shoulders, arms and legs as Emma sighs over and over with contentment. Finished, Karen helps her up and tells her she has time to shower if she wants to before Donald has dinner completed. Smiling to herself over the lavish of attention she is now receiving, Emma does shower and readies herself for dinner. She again realizes how starved she is, so hurries to complete her toiletries. She walks into the kitchen which is aglow with candlelight and heady aromas of a delicious meal awaiting her. Donald greets her and asks in a consoling way if she wants to take her usual, plug seat, or sit on a different chair. Suddenly wanting to feel that up in her seems like the ideal thing for while she eats and tells him so. He preps her and the plug and helps her adjust herself on it, then brings a steaming casserole and salad to the table. Crispy bread and wine complete the menu. Comfortably, like this is just the most normal dinner between two individuals who enjoy each other’s company immensely they eat and chat. She tells him more about growing up, which now with all that has been revealed about her parents takes on a new dimension and awareness as she talks. When dinner is finished, Donald undoes her necklace, and a sixteenth pearl is added, “For your acceptance and willingness to share such an intimate thing as us peeing,” he tells her. She blushes remembering how she had enjoyed and reacted to feeling him spray his urine over her pussy, hoping that was just the first time. She realizes she would like it to happen again from time to time. He helps her from the table, and seeing the hour now, they head to bed where they hug, caress, and then slowly and tenderly make love. And as they fall to slumber afterward, Emma snug in his arms, Donald does realize that yes, for the first time, not just with Emma, but with anyone, he had just made love, not just concluded an act of sexual intercourse. Realizing this, and the feeling of completeness Emma gives him he is truly happy. |
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