Starting a New Paige, page 8
I asked, “Didn’t I?”
Paige said, “No. She was a broken woman. She never wanted to be with a man again. And she didn’t want to be with a woman either. As her life went on, she would have become more and more isolated. She is a wonderful girl and the time was right for her to tip one way or the other. You tipped her toward happiness. She really is happy now. If she had been alone and tipped the other way, her life would have been sad and lonely and tragic.”
I said, “Well if I think about it, I guess that’s true. And you are OK with this?”
Paige bounced suddenly on my penis and grabbed my shoulders and clenched in climax, and then said, “Robby, I am the one who invited her. I told her to flirt with you. What do you think I excepted to happen? I’m the one who told her that she could get topless and I’m the one who suggested that you go to a new level and finger her until she found out what an orgasm with a man is supposed to feel like. Oh, I do love the feeling of your cock. Wow, you feel good. And I’m the one who told her to keep going and that you would eventually take her cherry. Yeah, she is your first wedding present. Um, I guess that I am the first, so she’s the second. And, somehow, you will find a way for her to stay with us and be happy.”
I laughed and said, “Oh, I will, will I? So, it’s up to me now?”
Paige giggled and said, “Of course. I might know what we need, but it’s up to you to get it for us. Oh, fuck me more!”
I bounced Paige in my lap until she had a few more wild orgasms, and then we settled down a bit, going more gently.
Paige said, “I haven’t told you everything yet. But there is hardly anything to tell. You should know what I know and what I don’t. I don’t know what is in the messages that come with the triggers, and for some reason, I am terrified of finding out by mistake. Those are for you, and they don’t scare me at all, but the idea of knowing what they say makes me feel ill.
So, how long was I at the campsite before you found me? I don’t know. When I woke up in the morning, I had a vague sense of longing to find you, but no memory of the day before. I felt like there had been a day before, but no memory of the events that might have taken place.
I don’t know if I went down to the river to take a bath every day like I did yesterday when you found me. In fact, as far as I know, yesterday might have been the first morning I woke up. I had a very plain dress, no underwear, no ID or purse, no makeup, no mirror, and no shoes. Until yesterday when I took my shower and saw myself in the mirror, I had no idea what I even looked like. I’m really pretty, aren’t I? I was surprised. I don’t mean that I am really vain, but when I see myself in a mirror, I feel like I must be kind of attractive.
Anyway, I did have a towel, a hairbrush, and a cooler full of food. Yesterday it looked like it had about three days worth of food in it. There was no trash at the campsite, but I could have thrown that away somewhere. Maybe I was supposed to clean up the camp before sleeping each night so that I wouldn’t exactly know about the day before.
The only hint I have is that when you found me, I didn’t have much of a growth of pussy hair. I didn’t have a razor yesterday morning and I was starting to get a little fuzz – which is why I asked about a razor; I wanted to be really smooth for you. I don’t even know how long that would take or even if I was shaved when I first got to the camp.
If I were not with you, loving this cock shoved up inside me right now, I would have eventually, probably, figured out enough to become really scared. If I think about it, I was alone, without any resources, and lost. I don’t even know what state we are in!
What I do know is that you are my Chosen One. I love you. I am safe with you. Sex is mind-blowing, and we haven’t even gotten going yet as far as I can tell.
I know that you love me. I know that we are making some really nice friends and that I want them to be happy. And that means that I need your help making them happy. I get the impression that maybe I was kind of…messed up…before. For some reason, I just really like Rhonda and Claire and want to un-mess them up.”
Paige had continued her sexual activities the whole time while she talked. Her intensity was growing and she was wanting to finish, again.
She said, “Rhonda will be out any minute, hang on!”
And with that, she went into overdrive and brought herself to a silent orgasm a few short seconds later.
Afterward, she sat panting heavily, still solidly seated on my penis. The pill that she had made me take at breakfast had done its work; I was rock hard through the entire episode, but my orgasm was under my own control and I had not cum during this entire time. Again, I could wait; I wanted to wait. I wanted to be able to give Paige ‘the business’ several more times today.
Just then, Rhonda came out of the shower, clean and looking beautiful. Paige was still seated on my lap facing me, but I said to Rhonda, “Dear, you look beautiful. Can I have a kiss before you go?”
Rhonda said sweetly, “Of course, Master.”
She stepped over and Paige stood up to let Rhonda close. Rhonda saw my penis pull out of Paige as she stood.
She said, “Oh, Mistress, I didn’t mean to interrupt! Please forgive me!”
Paige reassured her, “No, sweetie, we had just finished up. He said the nicest things about you while you were in the bath. We would both hug you right now if it weren’t for us both being so sweaty and you being so clean and fresh. Did you find everything you needed in the shower?”
Rhonda squealed in delight and said, “Oh, yes, Mistress!”
Rhonda spread her legs wide and thrust her pelvis out showing us that she was glistening smooth – and then she spun around and bent forward and grabbed her ankles, her pussy on clear display, to show that she was just as smooth from behind.
Paige said warmly, “Good Girl. That’s very pretty.”
Rhonda straightened up and gave me a very nice kiss, sloppy and full of tongue. Then, she turned and kissed Paige on the cheek.
Rhonda said, “Mistress, if you like, I can clean up while you take showers, and I can let myself out. I’m so happy that Claire let me be the one. I bet she had no idea what would happen, though. I really like Claire. I have always wished that she and I could be better friends, but I’m just in housekeeping and our paths just don’t cross much unless she has to tell me that a guest needs something.”
Paige interrupted her, “Little Dear, you are precious!” and she kissed Rhonda like a dear sister. She continued, “But we better get cleaned up. We have things to do today.”
Rhonda said, “I will let myself out. Thank you…my beloved masters,” and she turned back to her clearing up of the breakfast.
Paige and I left for the bathroom, turned on the shower and climbed in. We had not yet showered together. Of course, it was a form of paradise. We soaped each other up and washed every inch of each other’s body. It was wonderful and sensuous, but we didn’t get sexual again. We got comfortable.
I said, “Hey, we never talked to Rhonda about that whole Master, Mistress thing. Was that OK?”
Paige said, “I sense that it was actually great. Maybe I knew something about behavior or something like that before. I don’t know how I know this, but Rhonda needed and wanted that. It is a step toward her being really truthful with herself. She will even be happy. Of course, if she can eventually move past that, she will be even healthier. But this is a big first step, I think. She feels loved and safe. And moreover, in love, now. She is in love with both of us, but especially with you, my beloved.”
I said, “And you are totally OK with that?”
She said, “What I am is so proud of you for going along with it and not trying to stop her right now. You are the most fantastic man on the planet! You notice that she kissed you like a man, but she kissed me like a sister. She isn’t into girls and doesn’t want to make love to me. That’s good because I’m not either. Neither is Claire, I can tell. But she likes you a lot, too. And of course, she and I are going to be very close best friends forever. You handled Rhonda perfectly. Oh, how did she taste?”
I smiled and said, “She tasted nice. I think she must eat a lot of fruit. You two taste different. You taste creamy and sort of milky. She tastes kind of, I don’t know, a little fruit-flavored in a way. You know how actual honey gathered from different pollen sources tastes subtly different? Well, your honey and her honey are like that.”
She said, “Actually, I don’t know that. There is a lot that I still have no experience of. But I will, I guess. But, so? What do you really think of my first wedding present?”
I said, “Wow, what an experience! I was nervous of course…”
She interrupted, “No silly, it wasn’t the experience.”
I said, “No? But…you mean Rhonda? She was your first wedding present? Well, honestly, I do love her. There is something really sweet about her. She has even changed since I met her yesterday afternoon. Yesterday, she was a little bit prickly I guess, but this morning, that’s all gone. Paige, I know that we have kind of been over this, but I still need to make sure that I get it. Are you are giving her to me? If that is the gift, I love her. Thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you. But can we make it work? I mean, how does that work and what can I give you…”
She interrupted me again, “Don’t be silly! You have given me so much!” and she kissed me.
Then she said, “And, as for how it will all work, Robby, I love these girls. I think that I love Claire, too. And, I can see that Rhonda, and probably Claire, both love you. Sweetie, I know that somehow our family must include Rhonda. Rhonda is yours now and somehow we have to make that work for all of us. I don’t know how it will work yet, but it’s what I want for you. For us. I will never be jealous of Rhonda wanting to make you happy.”
Once we were out of the shower, dried off, brushed and combed, Paige called the desk.
She said, “Claire? OK, we are ready, Dear. I can’t wait to see you today. Can we come down right now? Five minutes! Cool. See you then, Sweetie.”
I thought to myself, “This can’t be happening. I love Paige so much. We are married - I mean, we have a marriage license and everything. I don’t even know how this is happening. Now, Paige has arranged for Rhonda to ‘give herself to me’. She is calling me Master, but she isn’t my slave or anything. But she does absolutely want to be with Paige and I and to have sex with me. She really does love me. She must. She loves me so much that she wants to ‘belong’ to me. Somehow, now that I think it through, that’s the only thing that she can think of to get what she wants. I guess that it’s that she loves me, and since I am married to Paige, she has to find a scenario where she can love me and be with Paige and I and even find a way to be able to make love with me in some way that Paige, and I, will accept. In her mind, that means me being her Master and Paige being her Mistress. It’s like she wants to be our loving maid and to love us however she is allowed to. Paige doesn’t seem to have a problem with it. She says that it’s what she wants. I do feel like I love Rhonda, and now I can’t imagine her not being with us, and being in love with us, but how can this be real?”
Paige broke me out of my silent thoughts and said to me, “Come on, put some shorts and a shirt on. No, no undies. Where is a robe I can wear? Claire said to come down the back way to the shop. She said that you would know where that was.”
I said, “I do. It’s at the end of the hall.”
Paige wrapped herself in the robe and I pulled on my shirt and shorts. The patio was all cleaned up. And there was a vase with a rose, and a tiny lace G-String draped over it, on the table.
“I better put that away,” I said, indicating the table decoration.
Paige said, “No, you can’t! Rhonda will make sure that she is the only one to clean our room from now on. I’m sure of it! If you hide it, she won’t know what to think. We’ll move it somewhere ‘appropriate’ tonight, but you have to leave it there for now!”
I said, “OK, you always know what to do. Come on, we go down the back stairs this way.”
Chapter 10 - Changing In The Boutique
We left the room, and instead of going to the left down the hallway, we turned to the right toward the stairs. I pushed the door to the stairwell open and turned back to Paige - and she was standing a few feet behind me with her robe pulled completely open!
She asked, “Do I look presentable for buying all new clothes, Beloved?”
I gasped and said, “Oh, indeed you do!”
I knew from my previous visits to the resort that no one ever used the stairs. There were big glass windows looking out onto the wooded hillside from top to bottom. As we went down the three flights to the bottom, Paige left her robe undone the entire way. When we reached the back door to the boutique, she pulled the robe closed.
She said, “I love this place. It is so beautiful! It makes me so happy to be here with you!”
I opened the door and we entered the small boutique clothing shop.
Since the resort was primarily a spa, the clothing was very upscale; not beachwear. There were bathing suits, but mostly dresses, and a small selection of under-things. It was small. Normally only one person worked there, but I had seen times when it went unattended altogether. If you wanted something, you just took it to the desk across the hall at the spa entrance. There was one small, curtained changing room.
Claire was there, and she and Paige ran to each other and hugged.
Claire started to explain, “Miss, um, I don’t actually know your last name? Um, Paige, this is Heather, she is the manager of the resort.”
Heather interrupted and said, “Actually, I’m just the assistant manager. The manager job is currently open. We haven’t found anybody yet.”
Claire nodded and continued, “I explained a bit about your situation,” and she winked slyly at Paige, “about there being a mishap on the river yesterday, and you losing all of your clothes and everything. Heather helped put together your basket and approved all of it as a gift from the resort. She was also really kind to approve the special reduced rate for your room.”
Heather added, “When I heard what happened, and that you were with Mr. Jensen, and when I heard Claire talk about how much she liked you, I was really happy to do it. We really want you to have a great time and to feel welcome and pampered.”
She paused for a moment, then said, “You both must be the nicest people who have ever stayed here. We have seen Mr. Jensen several times and he has made a really nice impression on us, but none of us have ever really gotten to know him. Claire apparently considers you a close friend already, and I don’t know what you have said to Rhonda, but she must have really enjoyed her encounters with you both yesterday afternoon. And then at breakfast this morning. I mean, she seems happy and glowing in a way that I have never seen her before. Please, if there is anything at all that the resort, or myself personally, can do for either of you, please tell me!”
Paige bubbled enthusiastically, “Oh, there is, Heather, first, call me Paige. Claire, that goes for you too. And second, I need some new clothes!”
Claire broke in, saying, “The front door is locked and the sign says we will be closed for at least the next two hours or more taking inventory.”
Heather chimed in now, saying, “OK. And, under the circumstances, I can offer you discounts. I had planned to offer to use our employee discount of 30% on anything you needed, for your entire stay if you like, but I have another idea now.”
She smiled and continued, “Since we are doing inventory and it is the end of the season, I should be productive and pull items for the clearance rack, which is 80% off. Here, let me take all of this off of there and hang them on this temporary rack next to the wall. So, try on anything you want, and let me know and I will do my best to make sure that it all goes on clearance this morning.”
Claire laughed brightly and said, “Oh my gosh, this is going to be fun. Heather, it’s going to be like playing with dolls! We get to dress Paige up like a Barbie!”
Heather said, “And then I can try to make it so that everything is so inexpensive that we can have her buy as much as she wants. As long as it seems reasonable and we won’t get in trouble for it. I can’t promise everything at 80% off.”
Heather took a deep breath and closed her eyes for a moment as if suddenly overwhelmed by something.
She said softly, “Claire, how did you find them? The Jensens are friends of ours now! We don’t have to wonder anymore… I mean, um, never mind. Anyway, let’s see what size you are, Paige. Are you really OK if I call you Paige? I feel like we are becoming friends. Um, that seems inappropriate, but well, I feel that way, but if that’s not cool, please just tell me.”
Paige beamed and said, “Of course we’re friends. As far as I am concerned, you and Claire are my best friends. I feel so connected to you already. Did you ever have that feeling? Like you just met someone, but you have known them forever? You say the door’s locked?”
Claire smiled, “Yep, all safe and secure and… totally private.”
Paige said, “Well then, let’s see what we can see,” and with that, she undid the belt at her waist and dropped the robe where she stood.
Both girls were momentarily stunned. Not because Paige was naked, but because of how incredibly good she looked naked.
Heather exclaimed, “My god, Paige, you have to be the most beautiful woman I have ever seen!”
