Chapter 15
Simons was much pleased with Selina. She was a healthy young girl, zestful and full of life. She gave him much pleasure, and in her own way she reminded him a little of Marianne, who was upstairs in the master bedroom with John.
Selina stripped off her black chiffon dress, leaving her panties, girdle and silk stockings hanging over a chair in the living room. She then made the "Old Man" undress and get down on his knees in front of her.
"I want you to bow down to me," said Selina, an evil chuckle in her eyes. "I want you to get down and bow to me the way you would to a goddess or to a queen."
"Of course, dear lady," said Simons graciously. "I will bow down to you, and I will even kiss your pussy, if you permit. You are my master and I am your unworthy serf. Spit on me, do with me as you please."
Selina gave out a wild laugh. She didn't want to participate in this wife swapping deal which John had cooked up. But he was so insistent He made her go through with it, saying that his whole career was on the line. She finally relented and agreed to let the "Old Man" have the use of her young body for the weekend. It was almost like prostitution, but it wasn't exactly the same thing. This was Selina's one consolation.
She stared at Simons, who was on his knees before her.
"Do with me as you please," he said once again, very gallantly. "I am yours to command. I am a worthless admirer who worships you with all the love in his heart"
Selina laughed. The "Old Man," this famous corporation executive, looked just like a goddamned fool.
"Let's play a game," said Selina.
"Oh, goodie," clapped Simon like a little child. "I like to play games. What kind of game do you wish to play with me, my lady. I trust it will be a naughty game, involving perverted sexuality."
"Sort of," responded Selina. "In this game I play a dog and you play a fire hydrant."
The "Old Man" immediately understood, remaining rigidly fixed to the floor on his knees. Selina got down on all fours, just like a bitch, her titties swinging erotically. She walked over to Simons, who stuck out his tongue and started sucking on her breasts and pussy.
"Stop that," said Selina loudly. "Stop licking my titties. Fire Hydrants are inanimate objects. They can't go around and start sucking on a girl."
"I'm sorry," said Simons, apologetically.
He got back to his spot on the floor and stood still, as Selina walked over and sniffed him. She sniffed him the way dogs sniff fire hydrants or trees or garbage cans, barking like an animal.
Her nose ran over his body, finally gluing itself to his erected penis. She sniffed it and licked it, the way a child would lick a lollipop. She slurped all over the magnificent white cock, in an anxious and extremely excited manner.
Finally, after licking the man's whole body with her lascivious tongue, she lifted her right leg erotically, obscenely. She exposed her raw genitalia to Simons' greedy eyes. She then proceeded to pee in his face, in the same way that dogs pee on fire hydrants.
Simons, far from being upset by this degradation, was extremely pleased. It exhilarated him. He opened his mouth swallowing the amber colored liquid.
And when she was finally through, he pounced on top of her, prying her legs apart with his knee, and nuzzling his face between her thighs, so that he could lick up her wet, sizzling hot pussy. His eyes were red and wild. He was like an animal, licking and sucking at Selina's Spanish pubis.
Marianne, however, who was with John in the master bedroom upstairs, was quite disappointed when she learned how John had been castrated and that was an impotent eunuch.
"What the hell do you think you're doing," she said, bursting into the room where her husband was in the process of licking Selina's buttocks.
"What do you mean?" asked Simons.
"You got yourself a beautiful young girl," said Marianne, "and you send me this impotent faggot."
"My husband isn't a faggot," said Selina defensively. "So join us," said Selina.
Marianne did. And the three of them romped around the mansion that whole weekend. Selina was a little sad when it was over and she had to get on the plane to return home to Connecticut. She was kind of enjoying herself.
John, who had watched while the others made love, was interested in only one thing. Would he get to be Vice President?