Page 30 of Dick Stone, Regency Stud
Edward brushed a quick kiss on her lips, to her surprise. “You simply were missing an important part of the puzzle, my dear.”
The door to Maria’s bedroom opened, and Charley walked in. Accompanied by Jack, the friend who had initially hired Edward on his behalf.
“You know Jack Fyppound, of the Norfolk Fyppounds?”
Maria’s hands flew to cover her bouncing breasts, then she realized her cunny was exposed, and moved one hand there.
“It’s wonderful to see you again, Jack,” she said in a small voice, as if they were meeting at a picnic. “I hope your mother fares well after her flare of gout?”
“She’s quite well, thank you, Lady Maria,” he said while blushing but also fixated on a glimpse of a nipple her hand had failed to conceal.
“Oh dash it, Maria, show Jack the goods!” said Charley, the festering anxiety of this meeting getting to him.
“I’m trying to be a good wife to you and give you a baby, but you’ve been so cold to me, although we once were friends! Now you’re having an affair with another woman and, what, giving me to yet another man?”
Charley sat on the bed next to Maria. She was lying down and still taking Edward’s cock, which made the position awkward. Eventually, Charley lay next to her.
He stared at the canopy for several moments before rolling closer.
Speaking into her hair, he said, “I’ve been a bad husband to you. I’m sorry. There’s something you don’t know about me, and I’m afraid you’ll hate me for it.”
Maria carded a hand through her husband’s hair. He slid down until his head rested on her bare breast, finally ready to confess the cause of their estrangement.
“The thing you’re doing right now with Lord Edward, that’s what I do with men,” he mumbled.
Maria glanced at Edward’s cock working in and out of her hole and then back at her husband.
“Well, not precisely like that. There’s some different equipment involved, which requires different approaches.”
“Oh,” said Maria in a soft voice, her hand still moving through his hair.
“I tried finding enthusiasm for the act…with women…while I was at Cambridge, but I just didn’t respond. I had hoped that I’d find a way to perform the act with you, but…”
Maria nodded carefully.
“I treasure you. And I’m sorry that my concerns about you seeing through my deficiencies kept us estranged from each other despite our long friendship.”
“It’snota deficiency,” said Maria.
“I’m sorry?”
“Not liking women in this way,” she said in a strident tone while gesturing to where she was being fucked, “is not a deficiency. Don’t say such a thing about my husband.”
“Even if you’re left requiring the services of a stud to become a mother?”
“Our friendship is far more important than any of that,” she said, pressing him closer. Edward watched with trepidation as Maria held her husband, who seemed to snuggle happily against her breast.
“Lord Edward alluded to a solution involving two masters,” she said at last.
“Jack,” said Charley without lifting his head. “Meet my wife. In a new way.”
He came closer, cautious at first. “Hullo, Maria.”
“Hello, Jack,” she said, holding out her hand to him. He scampered onto the bed beside her, mirroring Charley’s position, cautiously settling on her bare breast. Maria stroked his hair, too.
“Would you be terribly offended if I…” He opened his mouth over her pebbled nipple before locking eyes with hers.
Spine bowed, she used a hand at the back of his head to direct him closer. He sucked her nipple between his lips and sighed.
