Treat Her Like A Queen Part 1

Chapter 240

Treat Her Like A Queen

Part 1

Ma and Pa taught me that it was a man’s job to treat a woman like a queen, more so if you were married. Meaning they always come first, and you treat them as if they mean the world to you. Rhoda meant everything to me at the time. She was the first girl I have ever loved; from the moment I met her. It didn’t matter to me how we met, it only mattered that we needed each other. Like I said I could see us growing old together and having lots of kids and in turn grandparents.

To this day I don’t know what happened that made me not what to continue the relationship. Was I too scared because everything I had learned growing up was wrong and it soured everything? Is that why I said no to the life I had learned to love? Or was I just too pig head and stupid to give it all up? Because the world told me it was wrong. Yet I had no regrets except one and that was I let her go, I let them all go because I was afraid of what I would become. Which was my father, and that was something I just couldn’t live with.

Even my grandmother thought it was stupid and she never let me forget it, up until she died she would remind me how happy I was. The problem I had was what the world was accusing me of. Plus the fact when the fate screwed me in the end; my parents made certain that I couldn’t have that life. Mostly it was my father as my mother became his lap dog once more. Trying to please him in hopes he would leave me be, but in the end, even she left me, and by that time everyone was gone. I had my chance and I blew it, I blew it big time.

Now I am paying for that mistake, I should have said no to the world and left it behind before everyone I loved went with it. Grandma knew I made a big mistake, but even she wasn’t too broken up about it. Because it meant I would have never seen her again, or I would still be living a life where death was around the corner. I question if death was losing them or was death staying behind. There are hundreds of ways you can die. That was just one of the many ways to do it.

Rhoda looked absolutely beautiful when she came into the living room wearing a silver sparkling dress, which showed every curve on her body. I was like a cartoon wolf with my eyes and tongue lopping out of my mouth, going nuts seeing her in that stunning dress. Her hair was tied up in a bun with little flowers in it. There was enough cleavage that made my mouth water for those breasts slightly hidden underneath.

Her lips painted with red hot cheery lipstick and her tiny feet wearing silver tip high heals with little straps wrapping around her cute little ankles. She gave a little giggle seeing my mouth drop as I eyed her up and down and licked my lips. Jody said. “I guess that proves it my brother isn’t gay.” I shook my head agreeing with that statement. If I was a rabbit my foot would have been tapping quickly. I had the biggest tent in my pants confirming I liked what I was seeing.

Dad slipped a wad of cash inside my pocket said. “Now don’t disappoint me, son. You make everyone inside that hotel know that you have the most beautiful woman in the world and she going to howl the roof off. That they complain to the manager.”

Stringum slips another wad inside my other pocket and said. “Just in cases you need it.”

Eli said placing mine and her suitcases by the door and my backpack “Now you better treat my sister like a Queen for what she has been through.” He forced me to look at him and said. “I mean it, or I will cut off your penis and feed it to you.”

I nodded said. “That won’t be a problem considering I plan to break my record over and over again. In fact, I doubt we will even need those suitcases.”

Rhoda said. “Just in case dear; I want to leave the room for some fresh air.”

I said. “There’s the balcony, we don’t need clothes to stand on the balcony.”

She giggled. “True, but its winter dear we would freeze first.”

I shook my head. “Not what I have in mind we wouldn’t.”

Dad said. “That’s my boy. But I would prefer that you consider the other guests,”

I said. “Why Dad, it’s not like they won’t know what we're doing.”

Dad laughed. “Oh, I am sure that’s true and all. But you don’t need the cops coming in arresting you guys for indecent exposures.”

Rhoda said. “That depends if they leave first before we both devour them all for a light snack.” 

Stringum coughed and said. “I believe your ride is here.” I nodded and took her by the arm as Eli and Greg handed our luggage to Landan.

Dad and they were taking the other limos. Regardless we could have given them a lift, but Rhoda and I had other ideas being it was almost a forty-five-minute drive to Salt Lake City from Heber. More so when she whispered she wasn’t wearing any underwear. That was all the encouragement I needed to get in as she pulled me in by my shirt. Eli slammed the door and knocked on the window giving me two thumbs up.

We were naked by the time we made it to the freeway, Landan put on some music leaving us to our privacy. I had lost count how many times I have had sex in the limo with him driving me. I was being respectful by asking if I needed a condom. She giggled at me, said. “You let me worry about that dear. If I recall being married means you don’t get to ask that question.”

I said. “Just checking, I don’t want to do anything you don’t want me to do.” She shushed me placing her finger on my lips and slid me in. She cringed a little and I asked if it hurt.

She said. “Just a little, being as I am not used to the diaphragm as of yet.” I nodded and she said. “Just pretend that I didn’t say that, and make love to me as you promised.”

I said. “Your wish is my command.”

45 minutes was nothing when you having sex as you flew down the freeway. Landan was considerate as he parked the limo and waited for us to dress, before opening the door. The manager met us as Landan was grabbing our luggage. He was our driver for the entire little holiday. Stringum had booked him a room with his wife, in case we wanted to paint the town in style. 

The manager personally took us to our room which was on the private wing. This time it was room made for Queen; with a bottle of Champagne compliments of the hotel and a fruit and cheese basket. We had a dinner reservation at 9 at Carver's; giving us plenty of time to freshen up as Landan retrieved his wife, in the other suite next to us.

Neither of us complained, in fact, we felt Landan had earned some time to spend with his wife. Like me, he hadn’t seen his for a few days. He offered for her to sit in the front with him and I told him no that she should be treated like a Queen; if we had the choice he would sitting in the back with us. He said to give him twenty minutes and he would find us a driver for tonight.

I gave him a nodded and said. “You should never ask me if it’s ok, Landan, you have been the best manservant I could have ever wished for. You have saved my life more times then I wish to count. You mean a lot to me. There is no reason why we both can’t enjoy ourselves. I say since you’re stuck with me and Rhoda we paint the town together and we treat our wives like Queens like they deserve.”

He blinked and I nodded and said. “Give me 30 minutes instead of 20 and you got yourself a deal.”

Rhoda said overhearing me. “I am glad you said that, too him, his wife was with me during those first few days when I needed someone that had gone through what I had gone through.”

I said. “I had a feeling you would feel that way. If would have told me or some would have said something….”

She shushed me. “And do what dear? Sit there by my bed, watching me puke in a garbage can and tell me everything was going to be alright? No, you had your own problems to deal with that required you to keep your family and brothers alive. There was nothing you could have done that wasn’t being done. You would have just made it harder for me.

“I made your Mom and Dad promise me that they wouldn’t tell you, knowing you would have done something stupid and walked right out of there and put yourself in even more danger and got yourself killed. There was nothing you could have done. The baby was gone, there was nothing to bury. There was nothing to morn. I was sick in bed and needed to know that you were safe, not putting yourself in danger. Now all there is to do is live, and not worry about what could have been; when we have each other. You are my world and the most important person in it. I couldn’t ask for a better husband. I can’t even imagine what would have happened if had been forced to marry Shawn; a boy that knows nothing about how to pleasure a girl, or make one feel special like you do.” 

I took her in my arms and kissed her she shivered and moan as I released her, she said. “Careful we might not make it to dinner.”

I said. “Would that be a bad thing?”

She giggled said. “It would be considering I am starving.”

I said. “I am too but for something else.”

She looked down seeing the tent in my pants, said. “That’s my Tiger, but we must eat solid food not each other first.” Landan came out with his wife, they were both dressed to the nines.

His wife said as she shook my hand. “We have never met, but I have heard so much about you. Call me Lucinda; all my friends call me Lucy, for short. I understand Landan and I are joining you on this little lover’s holiday?”

Lucinda was a very beautiful older woman with long red hair and slender body that made her dress fit every one of those curves. In a sleeveless dress with no shoulders as the dress was tied at the neck, I could tell that her breast were big as loaves of bread just the opposite of Rhoda’s being more tangerine round; long legs and bird-like feet wearing black high heels with silver straps, almost hidden underneath her dress. 

Her eyes were light green almond shape with more of light curvature noses and fullness around her cheeks and chin.  She looked to be about Landan’s age in her early 50s or late forties. I didn’t ask considering it was impolite to ask a woman’s age and she was very forward or in other words says what’s on her mind.

I nodded as I shook her hand as she leaned in and kissed me on both cheeks as her hand when down to my crotch seams and cupped my sack and penis. She gave me and Rhoda a smile then let go stating I was quite the catch. Landan said. “I told he was dear.”

She said. “Yes, but you didn’t tell me how handsomely delicious he is. I have half the mind to rip his clothes off and bed him right here in the hallway. What hunk of prime A boy from head to toe. Rhoda, I swear if you toss this young lass away. I will scoop up and devour him for myself.”

Rhoda said. “One of his many qualities I like about Lucy. Perhaps we can share our boys once we have had tasted our deserts. I understand he and Landan have many times before.” I gasped and Landan gasped.

She patted our cheeks, said. “Agreed.” As if we had been bought and sold on the market as fresh meat. Lucy said. “Now don’t be shy boys we both know the rules when it comes to each other's husbands that they must give their permission first. I know you two love birds like little show and tell and like the idea of sharing yourselves with others.

“So let’s not be shy in stating the fact we both want to have sex with each other's wives and husbands and what not. It's part of the benefits package of our club we all belong to. I am declaring that we taste and screw ourselves until we can’t walk any longer and do it again. I understand that we have the entire rest of the week and the weekend to do it; providing you don’t mind an older woman or older man that’s been around the block or two.”

Rhoda shook her head, said. “No, not all; in fact, my husband I were just talking about having open season on anything we find and fancy now that I am free to do so again.”

I gasped and Landan hummed. “That sounds like what we used to dear when we were their age. Oh, the fun we had as we wreaked havoc on those poor boys and many of those girls and least not forget their parents.”

Lucy giggled. “They tasted like sunshine, and many of them were virgins that said they had never tasted sex; until we came along and showed them new delights. Where did the time go as I look at this fine young couple? Don’t waste those years kids, you go out there and set new records until no one can dare to break them. You deserve to do it; you have gone through so much these past few months alone, Nate here more so, you mind if I call you Nate? Rhoda says you prefer Nate over Eric because of this bad taste it gives you that reminds you of your past and your father. I like Nate its strong and sexy name if you want my opinion.” I nodded that it was fine; even though she had made up her mind that was my name. People had been calling me that for so long I had almost forgotten my real name.

Landan palmed the driver's hand as he opened our limo as he returned a nod asking where to, Landan gave him our destination and slid into the limo with us. He quickly locked the roll down window that I had never realized that it could be locked from this side, he said. “So the driver will leave us be. If you, we decided we can’t wait to get back to our hotel room.”

The Lucy slid over to me and asked Rhoda not me and asked. “May I?” As her hand went for my zipper.

Rhoda said. “Not all, as long as you don’t mind me the same curtsy?”

She said. “Why would I mind? I just explained we were going to have mind-blowing sex with each other. I just thought a little snack before dinner would be nice.” She moved my hand under her dress, finding no underwear underneath them. She had my pants undone and my boxers down to my ankles and was working on my shirt in mater of seconds. Licking her lips as she tasted each of my n*****s that I had covered in cherry with a hint of coconut for Rhoda being as it was her favorite.

She then placed my penis in her mouth then looked up at me, and smiled; licking her lips telling Landan to tell the driver to drive around the block until we were ready. He picked up the car phone and told him. Getting a yes sir while Rhoda was busy tasting him; complementing him that he tasted like strawberries and summer peaches. Lucy said my favorite, in between mouthfuls of me.

She wiped her mouth once she got what she wanted saying. “Best young cream I have tasted in a long time, my dear. I can’t wait until we can get serious and ride you like a wild bronco.” She pulled up my boxers and pants and redressed me, as Landan too was being redressed; telling the driver to pull in to the restaurant.