The Couples Club Ch. 08

8

Junior Club Cadets

We woke the next morning in a King-sized bed. We were surrounded by a bedroom setting with white sheets and covers, but it didn’t feel quite real, almost like we were on stage but still had four walls.

. We both felt slightly drugged. As I started to regain myself I remembered being on a examining table, being attended to, being cleaned off, and having lotion and ointments applied, though it was hard to distinguish if it was really a memory or just a dream.

While we were laying there we heard a knock on the door. Without waiting for an answer, the door slowly opened and two acolytes wheeled in our favorite breakfasts. The carts were cantilevered with wheels that went under the bed and trays that went over. I had scrambled eggs, bacon, wheat toast, hash browns, orange juice and green tea. Mercy has link sausage, blueberry wheat pancakes, coffee, and cranberry juice. We both had a small dish of oatmeal and a glass of champagne.

As they left Dave and Cindy walked in. After they congratulated us Dave spoke.

“I hope last night wasn’t too much for you. You don’t look the worse for wear.

“I would tell you this is the last time you will be seeing us but I thought last time was. This is our first time as sponsors so we don’t know what to expect.

We were listening respectively but were both hungry. Dave noticed and nodded.

“Go ahead and eat.

“Obviously you both passed.

You both probably figured out you were each tested during your training. Cat and Robert are both club members. If you had known that you would have been expected to report it. As it was it sounds like it was a near thing for both of you. This will not be your last test. The Club trusts everyone but also knows people can be weak. For the protection of the rest of the members it has to be careful.”

Cindy picked up here.

“We want to thank you both. I know it wasn’t easy for either of you. But you both did great. Your success is our success. We will get to test another couple. If all goes well we will be Gold Members by the end of the year.”

Dave spoke again.

“Take your time with breakfast and a shower. The clothes you wore here are in the closet. One of our members has access to a corporate jet that will take you home. You can leave anytime today you are ready. We will see you then.”

Mercy and I finished our breakfasts in silence. It was almost as if we had been separated for a year after everything that had happened the past week. I wanted to make love to her but her pussy had to be as sore as my asshole.

I pushed the tray away and cuddled her. It felt great just having her skin against mine. I kissed her softly and tenderly on her face and upper body. She surprised me as she moaned with pleasure. I worked my way down her body. I avoided her nipples and other areas I thought might be too tender.

I avoided the areas I thought would be too sensitive and kissed her inner thighs instead. But when I tasted her pussy juices I tentatively moved upwards. She responded immediately. I slowly circled my way into her pussy, finally licking it with full strokes. She was electric. Even though she had been well cleaned by the acolytes I still thought of all the men who had come in her last night and imagined their cum was still in there and I wanted to clean her out.

As my tongue worked its way all around her inner walls she suddenly grasped the back of my head. She pinned my face to her cunt. She contracted and her thighs clamped the side of my head as she had a sudden large orgasm. It stopped as quickly as it had started and she released me. I wiped my face and moved back up beside her.

After she recovered she smiled at me lovingly. My cock was hard. Mercy embraced me and it brushed against her. She lifted the covers and exposed my body. I lay back passively, not wanting to pressure her into anything that might hurt her. Mercy put a leg over me and began to stroke my chest and nipples while she kissed my face.

She stopped for a moment and reached over to the night stand. I felt her cold slippery hand on my cock. As she began to stroke it I realized it was lubed. The sensation was incredibly intense. I flashed back to last night, imagined I was one of the guys she was giving a hand job to as she was being penetrated in all of her holes. I let out a moan and came abundantly into her hand and onto my chest.

Mercy stroked me until I was milked out and then tapered off as my orgasm wore down. I smiled at her and then closed my eyes for a second.

I had no idea how much time had passed when I woke up. Mercy was asleep beside me. I got up to take a shower, kissing her lightly before I left.

My brain was still foggy. Images of the previous night played through my head. I worked on sorting them out as I let the warm water pour over my head. I heard a noise but before I had time to turn I felt Mercy’s hands on me. She pulled me to her. I turned around and looked at her. Many things were exchanged in that look and then we kissed in a way we had never kissed before, like our minds were melding through our lips and tongues.

She stepped back and we took turns washing each other with the body lotion. Her nipples stiffened slightly when they were washed as my cock did when she washed it.

We stepped out of the shower and dried ourselves and then dressed in the clothes that were laid out for us. We didn’t say much of anything. Both of us were digesting everything that happened. We weren’t going to be ready to talk about it for a while.

When we were all set the door opened and Cindy and Dave came in. They walked us to a limousine where we were blindfolded until we were on the tarmac. I recognized the jet as a Gulfstream 4, but the tail number was covered up. Once we were on board we were escorted to a small room with two fully reclining chairs that could be joined together side-by-side.

We were brought another glass of champagne by a handsome young man. He explained how the chairs worked, the entertainment systems, and told us we would be getting lunch shortly. The jet taxied and took off. As soon as the wheels were up shades automatically covered the windows and the lights in the room came on. I toasted Mercy and then sipped my champagne.

My head was still clogged but things were starting to come back. I was wondering what I had been given. Certainly something like Cialis in a heavy dose. Perhaps Mercy had too. The alcohol, of course. The rest could have been speed, Meth, Ambien, Ecstasy, or some combination of any or all. All I know was that I had the longest lasting erection of my life, that I had lost all my inhibitions, and that at the time I felt fantastic and full of energy. I had craved sex of any kind for myself and for Mercy.

I was feeling the effects today. The last time I had been this cloudy headed was the time I had tried to drink 21 beers to celebrate my 21st birthday. I wasn’t really hung-over; it was more like drugged over. The champagne seemed to help.

I thought about the morning. I realized by the timing of everyone’s entrances that we were being watched the whole time. That didn’t really matter. We had already laid ourselves as bare as possible.

The jet started to level off the rate of climb. The shades opened to reveal an endless landscape of cumulus clouds. I glanced over at Mercy. She was lost in thought too, probably thinking many of the same things I was. Perhaps she was wondering what my reaction was and would be. I had been slightly jealous of Dave and now here she was having been fucked by a dozen guys and she had brought off several more. And she didn’t know how I had been used and fucked and that I had liked it so much.

She turned to me suddenly. Our ‘I love You’s’ crossed in the air. She gave me a reassuring smile as I was smiling at her, and then there was a knock on the door. We waited for the door to open. There was another soft knock. This was the first time in over a week where our privacy had actually been respected.

“Come in.”

An attractive woman came in and brought us each a tray of food. She took our drink orders. It was early for me but I had a glass of wine and a bourbon on the rocks. Mercy asked for more champagne.

I turned some Classical music on low and we ate our meals in silence. Mercy had seafood pasta, one of her favorites, while they brought me a salmon steak and stir-fried vegetables, one of mine. As I finished by dinner and downed my wine Mercy spoke.

“Rick, do you know I saw you last night?”

“What do you mean?”

“Before my initiation. When those women were a – having their way with you.”

I was taken aback.

“From the stage?”

“No. They told me you would be there and what might be going on. I mean before I came out. They had me in the audience with a mask on in a position to watch everything that happened to you during your initiation. Just like you saw everything that happened to me during mine.”

“I didn’t know that.”

I tried to keep a neutral tone but I was stunned. I had had no idea. As I thought about it it made perfect sense. Mercy went on.

“It turned me on watching you. I knew it was a secret fantasy of yours I could never provide you and I could tell you were enjoying it. And then I got to live out one of my fantasies that I thought would never happen and I loved having the experience of all those cocks. I don’t have any desire to repeat that, but that one time…”

“Yes I feel the same way. I also liked watching you. I mean I hate the idea of all those guys doing everything they did to you, but I know it was your fantasy and I know you had some incredible and unique orgasms and not only did that really turn me on but if I truly love you I should want you to have that. As long as it doesn’t affect us.”

She smiled.

“Never.

“I don’t know why I picked the Special Ceremony. Something just came over me and I wanted to do something wild. I was also sure you wouldn’t choose it. But I’m glad you did.”

“Me too.”

We smiled at each other once more and sat back. I started to think back to everything that had happened over the last several months, how far we had come in our sex lives and in our marriage. It was dizzyingly fast. We had changed so much. This wasn’t the same Mercy from the one before she met Cindy and I wasn’t the same Rick. And there was no going back.