03-04-2019, 04:40 PM
Helena looked over everything she had learned and realized it was still nothing. She now knew part of HOW they were pulling off whatever it was, and that it was something elaborate and involved lots of people, but still had no idea what it would be. And if they were relaxed enough about it to take Maria into their bed and give her the information they did, that meant it couldn't be stopped at this point.
She finished the cigarette. She didn't usually do that. She was letting something she hadn't been able to figure out and couldn't stop get to her; and she had more important things to do today. It was hours yet before she had to get into her ball gown, but there were still guests to see to, a gown to put on, etc.. She left via the secret passage back to the bedroom to wake Maria and get ready for the day.
* * *
Troy and Julie Equals strolled hand-in-hand through San Finzione Park. Julie's large, floppy sun hat and oversized sunglasses had served their purpose and were no longer needed. She was wearing a light dress and ordinary sunglasses now.
"For future reference, Master," Julie said as she leaned on his shoulder. "I pre-approve any caper that involves me wearing a hat."
"No one should ever have to justify a big floppy hat, Mistress." Troy responded.
They walked in silence for a few more minutes, simply enjoying the scenery and each other's presence. Eventually, Julie spoke.
"If we hadn't come here with an agenda, this WOULD have been a nice place for the honeymoon. We've been so busy screwing with Helen that the day before we leave is our first moment we've had to ourselves to just, like, BE married, ya know?"
"Let's see what Helen's reaction is, then depending on the outcome, we can think about it for our first anniversary."
Julie smiled. "Wow. I just had one of your 'it just hit me' moments: we're going to have anniversaries. I mean, you are the only person I could ever see spending my entire life with, Troy; just that we now have a letter from The Church and The State giving their ok for us to fuck, and we're going to have a special day for celebrating the day we got their permission to do something we were going to anyway."
"You're overthinking things. You're nervous about tonight too, aren't you?"
"I guess so. Now that everything's in place, I really need unwinding. I think the situation warrants the Special Trigger."
Troy stopped a moment. "The emergency one? The one we gave each other in case one of us really needs to stop the other from doing something bad or we run into someone who can do what we to do us and one of us needs rescuing?"
Julie ran her fingers up his chest and gently tugged at the neckline of his shirt. "Or mutually agreed-upon sexual situations," she said, making a little purring noise at the end.
Troy looked around for a moment. Their "security officer escort" were still following them, and the park was a little crowded, but he spotted what he was looking for. "As your accountant, I advise you to accompany me to that bench."
"As your decorator, I accept your advice."
The two of them sat down. Troy took Julie's purse. She turned to face him, removed the sunglasses she was wearing, and handed them to him to place in the bag. Her watch, bracelet, and earrings were next. When he was sure she was sitting as comfortably as she could, Troy stared into her eyes and spoke.
"Julie, there's something I need to do inside my best friend's mind." Julie looked around to make certain she was in the safest, most comfortable place possible. The first impulse is to find the safest place to relax. Troy knew because he had the same trigger in his head for Julie's use. Her eyes glazed over and her mouth opened slightly. Both snapped shut as her head bowed. A moment later, she raised her head again and opened her vacant eyes to meet Troy's.
"I trust my best friend with all that I am," she responded dreamily. Troy smiled and cradled her cheek in his left hand as she gave the response to the trigger. "My mind is yours to do with as you wish, Troy."
He took her right hand in his own. To anyone looking on, they appeared to be just a loving couple having a personal conversation.
"Go deeper and relax, My Love," he said.
"Mmm...thank you, Master."
"I know that my dear wife is already aroused. When you wake up, we will continue our walk; and as we do, you will find yourself getting more and more turned on as we walk; becoming hotter and wetter with each step. When your panties are soaked, you will take them off and give them to me and suggest going back to the hotel. You will do anything to persuade me to go back to our room, and you will continue to get hotter and hornier as we make our way back until fucking me is all you can think about."
She finished the cigarette. She didn't usually do that. She was letting something she hadn't been able to figure out and couldn't stop get to her; and she had more important things to do today. It was hours yet before she had to get into her ball gown, but there were still guests to see to, a gown to put on, etc.. She left via the secret passage back to the bedroom to wake Maria and get ready for the day.
* * *
Troy and Julie Equals strolled hand-in-hand through San Finzione Park. Julie's large, floppy sun hat and oversized sunglasses had served their purpose and were no longer needed. She was wearing a light dress and ordinary sunglasses now.
"For future reference, Master," Julie said as she leaned on his shoulder. "I pre-approve any caper that involves me wearing a hat."
"No one should ever have to justify a big floppy hat, Mistress." Troy responded.
They walked in silence for a few more minutes, simply enjoying the scenery and each other's presence. Eventually, Julie spoke.
"If we hadn't come here with an agenda, this WOULD have been a nice place for the honeymoon. We've been so busy screwing with Helen that the day before we leave is our first moment we've had to ourselves to just, like, BE married, ya know?"
"Let's see what Helen's reaction is, then depending on the outcome, we can think about it for our first anniversary."
Julie smiled. "Wow. I just had one of your 'it just hit me' moments: we're going to have anniversaries. I mean, you are the only person I could ever see spending my entire life with, Troy; just that we now have a letter from The Church and The State giving their ok for us to fuck, and we're going to have a special day for celebrating the day we got their permission to do something we were going to anyway."
"You're overthinking things. You're nervous about tonight too, aren't you?"
"I guess so. Now that everything's in place, I really need unwinding. I think the situation warrants the Special Trigger."
Troy stopped a moment. "The emergency one? The one we gave each other in case one of us really needs to stop the other from doing something bad or we run into someone who can do what we to do us and one of us needs rescuing?"
Julie ran her fingers up his chest and gently tugged at the neckline of his shirt. "Or mutually agreed-upon sexual situations," she said, making a little purring noise at the end.
Troy looked around for a moment. Their "security officer escort" were still following them, and the park was a little crowded, but he spotted what he was looking for. "As your accountant, I advise you to accompany me to that bench."
"As your decorator, I accept your advice."
The two of them sat down. Troy took Julie's purse. She turned to face him, removed the sunglasses she was wearing, and handed them to him to place in the bag. Her watch, bracelet, and earrings were next. When he was sure she was sitting as comfortably as she could, Troy stared into her eyes and spoke.
"Julie, there's something I need to do inside my best friend's mind." Julie looked around to make certain she was in the safest, most comfortable place possible. The first impulse is to find the safest place to relax. Troy knew because he had the same trigger in his head for Julie's use. Her eyes glazed over and her mouth opened slightly. Both snapped shut as her head bowed. A moment later, she raised her head again and opened her vacant eyes to meet Troy's.
"I trust my best friend with all that I am," she responded dreamily. Troy smiled and cradled her cheek in his left hand as she gave the response to the trigger. "My mind is yours to do with as you wish, Troy."
He took her right hand in his own. To anyone looking on, they appeared to be just a loving couple having a personal conversation.
"Go deeper and relax, My Love," he said.
"Mmm...thank you, Master."
"I know that my dear wife is already aroused. When you wake up, we will continue our walk; and as we do, you will find yourself getting more and more turned on as we walk; becoming hotter and wetter with each step. When your panties are soaked, you will take them off and give them to me and suggest going back to the hotel. You will do anything to persuade me to go back to our room, and you will continue to get hotter and hornier as we make our way back until fucking me is all you can think about."
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