After a couple of kisses that started out to be for the benefit of their hosts but ended up being for their own benefit, they moved apart and sat in the chairs before the fireplace.

"Jeff, what you did to me was wonderful. I would like a repeat sometime."

"Okay, how about right now? No one here but us and nothing on your pussy but those curls. Come here, pretty."

Playing along, Fonda giggled. "I didn't mean this very minute."

They bantered back and forth, the talk actually causing them both to feel the beginning of lust. "Think we had better change the subject before what you suggested happens right here and now. I am already getting hard, Miss Fonda."

"Okay, but I am damp again already, too. Damn you, Jeff!" However, she smiled. Then a look of sadness passed over her face. "And damn that Baroness. Where is she with my husband and what are they doing?"

"She is right here," came a voice. It was Sonya, smiling. Her hair was tousled, her makeup in disarray, her gown torn. "Fonda, you have a magnificent husband. More than I expected or hoped for. A lot more!"

Edward stood behind her. His hair was messy too, but beyond that he seemed fine, albeit embarrassed and miserable. He looked deeply into Fonda's eyes as he walked to where she sat. He made no movement to touch her until she stood and put her arms around him. She pressed her lips to the side of his face and whispered, "Don't show any surprise, but we are being watched all the time. There are cameras all over the house." Aloud she said, "Edward, are you all right? You look so ... well, I don't know ... so deflated. Depressed."

"Fonda honey, I am fine. Just worried about you. Are you okay?"

"I am fine, Edward. To be honest, Jeff and I took care of each other. It was hard for both of us to see you two go off with them, knowing you were going to have sex with them. At least we had each other for comfort while you two had only your sexual captors. Did she hurt you?"

"No," Edward replied, "Not in the sense you mean. No, she did not hurt me that way. Sometime, I will tell you about it but right now, I just want to hold you. I love you, Fonda. I love you." He wrapped his arms around his wife and held tight.

To Sonya, he spoke. "Can I take my wife to our room now?"

"Of course, you may. Deiter and I will be retiring when he returns, so the rest of the day and night is yours alone. The servants will come for you at suppertime to guide you to the dining room. Actually, they are preparing it as we speak, so plan to eat in an hour or so."

"Ah, here he is now. Did you have an enjoyable day, my husband?" She moved to him for a kiss.

"Yes, my sweet, most enjoyable. And you?"

"Oh, Deiter, Edward was just wonderful. How was Carrie?"

"A bit tentative at first, but that was to be expected. She was perfect in no time at all. Did you enjoy yourself, Edward? And you, Carrie? No point in being evasive. It will all come out later, so why not admit it right now?"

He laughed when neither replied. "So, off you all go for tonight. We will meet in the morning for breakfast and another day of getting acquainted." He and Sonya hooked arms and left the four standing by the fire.

Jeff took Carrie in his arms, pulling her to him. He nuzzled her neck as he had Fonda's, telling of the cameras, etc. He did not release her until he felt her nod her understanding. "Darling, are you all right? Did he hurt you?"

Carrie looked at him, seeing the love in his eyes and face. "No, Jeff, he was tender and gentle. I am fine. And I love you more now than I ever have." She raised her lips to meet his, clinging to him in desperation. "But, I would like a shower, most definitely. I feel dirty and used and need to be cleansed whole again."

Without another word, the couples moved out of the library and up to their rooms. Outside their doors, the men shook hands and the women hugged one another tightly. Jeff drew Edward's hand closer to him and put his arms around Edward in a hug. The gesture was returned. All smiled and retreated to their rooms.

Downstairs, the Kernoff's rushed to their secret room under the stairs to see what had transpired between Fonda and Jeff. As they watched, Sonya clapped her hands in glee. "Oh, how are Carrie and Edward going to react to this? I am sure looking forward to Jeff's tongue in me tomorrow. Are you going to have Fonda blow you as she did Jeff? We will have such fun!"

Deiter laughed, pulling her to him. "You are insatiable, my love. Here, let me touch you. I want to smell Edward's essence on you. Yes, you did enjoy it. I can detect that, too. Now, would you like to taste Carrie on me? Yes, I knew you would. That is fine. Oh, so nice. Now bend over and let me fuck you."