The deal is sealed with Suzy and Sophie.
Dear reader. What you are about to read has come from my furtive and over imaginative, dirty mind. Yes, it is all my own work. I come up with a basic idea and the story just seems to flow from there. Please note that all characters in my stories are of a legal age and participate willingly. This is the eleventh chapter in this series. Enjoy!
Copyright is asserted by the author. ©SBarak1
Note: This story contains Australian slang and vernacular. If you can't work it out drop a comment below and I will translate.
This is not a stand-alone story. Make sure you read the earlier chapters so this story makes sense.
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SATURDAY
I opened my eyes to find myself with Max and Buffy either side of me, cuddled in close. I had an arm wrapped around each of them. It felt good to wake up like this before they did and just enjoy the feeling. I got to thinking about how this had started as some sort of BDSM Dom / Sub thing and had evolved. It seemed to be working for us as we adapted it. The thought of inflicting any sort of pain on these beautiful women, even if they wanted it, was not working for me. I needed to talk with the 3 of them and work through this. Maybe some experimentation in a controlled way? I had a feeling they would all like to experience the pain and pleasure of it, Buffy possibly more. The question was how much and when?
Max opened her eyes and looked into mine. She was beautiful. Our close bond was still developing and growing. She draped her right arm over my chest, hugged me and continued to look into my eyes as we continued to share our moment.
Buffy then started to stir. She stretched and yawned as she woke up.
"Is everyone awake," she asked in a bright voice.
Max rolled her eyes.
Max and I mumbled something to the affirmative.
"Great," she said and nimbly executed a roll to her left that found her astride both Max and myself sitting up.
As I couldn't help but watch as her massive breasts settle, she asked. "Anyone up for a fuck, I'm feeling horny."
Before I could say anything Max responded. "Buf you're always horny. Can't we just cuddle please?"
Max gave Buffy a look that I had never seen before. Without argument, and to my surprise, Buffy just rolled back and snuggled back in with a muffled 'sorry.'
What had exactly passed between them was more than I could work out. Something was developing there that I would find out more about later.
After half an hour or so we headed off to the ensuite bathroom for a shower.
Later that morning found Max beside me in the study looking over my shoulder as I processed a few images of Suzy and Sophie in Photoshop. These were the revealing intimate apparel shots I had taken of them a few weeks ago. Max was intrigued at the detail as I corrected minor skin blemishes. Suddenly the picture changed and some of my recent updates disappeared as Max's unrestrained boob bumped my arm holding the mouse.
"Oops," she said moving back.
"Should be OK," I said. "See how Photoshop keeps a log of changes here," as I tapped on an item. "See, all fixed."
"Need to keep them better under control," she grinned.
"Never around me," I replied, leaning over to kiss each one.
When I had finished we headed back into the kitchen. Buffy was sitting at the kitchen table working on a laptop. She looked up.
"Just a few things I thought about last night I wanted to check out as prep for our meeting with Suzy and Sophie. You know, I think they have a good plan. Their range looks well thought out and their intimate apparel has some very sexy stuff that I wouldn't mind for myself. They get it when it comes to product differentiation so they can make themselves stand out. However, I think they need to expand their intimate range to better take advantage of this."
By now we were looking over Buffy's shoulder at pictures of delicate women's briefs.
"Dildo's," Max said over her shoulder, as she moved back into the kitchen to continue preparing lunch.
I could see Buffy was thinking as she brought up a website with pictures of a range of dildos in different sizes, shapes and colours.
"Yeah, maybe, but what would make it different. You can buy dildos anywhere," said Buffy.
"Think my pink dildo," said Max from the kitchen
"Ah, gotcha, bespoke dildos. You design your own and have it made to order. You can easily rescale or adjust and even upgrade it. I could get my 3D printing company to produce them. I think they have got this silicon printing medium just about right."
"You think so," I said.
Sure, it works. Don't you see it? What woman doesn't want the perfect dildo? You no longer choose from a range; you design it with a female technician on a screen to your exact specification. As the design library builds you get a better range of start points. We might even be able to print them on the spot although the technology might not be up to it yet. Print time will be a problem," Buffy paused, thinking. "Maybe they set up a small workshop at the back of their boutique. It will be expensive. So it will be need to be pitched at the high end. They make it special, exclusive, hmmm."
I looked over at Max. She smiled and went back to mixing something. Buffy was quickly typing notes when she paused.
"You had this all worked out, didn't you Max?"
Max smiled and kept mixing.
"She is a rocket scientist you know," I offered.
"Yeah, 5 steps ahead of us all the time. She's always been the smartest person in the room. Sometimes I don't think she knows it though," Buffy smiled pausing to look over at Max.
She then got up from the table and went over to Max and hugged her from behind.
"But you're our little rocket scientist aren't you?"
Max put down what she was doing and turned so she and Buffy could hug properly.
"I'm only now really starting to understand how truly amazing you are," said Buffy.
I watched knowing how sincere Buffy was. She was discovering herself and Max in ways she couldn't have imagined a few weeks ago. Max motioned me to join. I walked over and embraced them all.
"Without our beautiful Master none of this would have happened," Max said.
