Dark Secrets

by Doug Pountain

  “Thank fuck you have finally arrived, I am freezing my tits off in here”. Said Carol who was obviously not very happy.

  “Sorry about that, but we couldn’t get away”. Replied David.

  “Alright, but let’s get home now shall we”? Carol quickly retorted.

  The traffic was as usual on a Friday night very busy as David drove out of the city, but eventually they arrived back at the apartment to find Graham beaming from ear to ear.

  “I understand you have had a very good day Joyce”?

  “Well I did thanks to Carol”.

  “Is that Carol with the frozen arse”? He asked.

  “I can just about feel my feet”. She replied putting another pair of thick socks on.

  But Joyce was still on a high as she asked. “And what sort of day have you had Graham”?

  “Not bad, I have been following your friends deals all day, is it Cathy”?

  “Yes that’s her name”.

  “Well on the face of it she appears to be a steady trader, but what I have done is to write some software codes which will allow me to control her terminal, and so all I need you to do on Monday David is to download them into the system”.

  “That’s no problem, I am the only one in there anyway, so no one will know”.

  “While I was playing about in the computer room, I also set up a slight mod of my own which means if Cathy tries to divert any major transactions to the bank in Lucerne, then instead of it going there it will go directly to the government’s special account in their bank. But she will be completely unaware that it hasn’t gone to where she intended it too, which could also make it appear to look like she has had it herself, and so that should set things in motion just a little”. Said David who was very pleased with himself.

  “But wouldn’t that put her in danger”? Asked Joyce.

  “It would, but it would also expose the Russian connection”.

  “You have to remember that this is not his money, I am convinced he is just handling it for someone else. Don’t get me wrong, he is not doing it for nothing, he will get a percentage for his trouble. But the more times that money moves the cleaner it gets, and so I think that when the next payment disappears instead of going to Lucerne it will make the person who stole it in the first place come looking for it and I think the big day will be Monday at the start of the working week, so this time put your “long johns” on Carol, the weather forecast looks very cold for underground car parks”. Which everyone thought was amusing”. Apart from Carol that was.

  “Are you two staying for some food”?

  “No thanks Graham, I think we are just going back to Chiswick and we will have a takeaway”. Replied David.

  “Ok it’s up to you, I will speak to you tomorrow and I will see you both on Sunday when you come back here. Great job everyone, it’s coming together very well”. And they shared a small group hug. Joyce and David made their way down in the lift and on to the underground.

  “Can I drive your Jag tomorrow please”? Asked Joyce, and David looked at her with a little fear in his expression,

  “I may let you but I will need to examine you first to see if you are up to it”.

  “What will I have to do”? She asked.

  David turned to her and this time gave her one of his wry smiles. “Well first you will need to take all your clothes off while I have a good look at you, and only then if you come up to scratch, I may let you drive”.

  “I think you have already examined me enough don’t you”?

  “Yes I know, but it is dam good fun”.

  “Talking of fun Joyce, what about our neighbours”?

  “Oh yes, I had forgotten about that, but at the moment I am more interested in food than sex but let’s see afterwards shall we”.

  “What do you fancy to eat Joyce”?

  “You know what I would really like is some fish and chips with lots of salt and vinegar and a slice of bread and butter and a cup of tea”.

  “What a brilliant idea, there’s a chippy just down the road in Chiswick, so we can stop there on the way back”.

  The underground was as usual very busy on a Friday evening which made their journey take a little longer than expected, but eventually they arrived back in Chiswick at the chip shop, and David and Joyce got the food and then went to his apartment.

  “You put the chips out Joyce and I will put the kettle on”.

  They sat there just like any other couple eating the chips with their fingers, and yet even though they had only known each other such a short time, it was very obvious that they cared for each other deeply, not as lovers, but as good friends always do.

  It was now 8pm and Joyce decided to have a shower, but the excitement of the day was still there for all to see, she was full of herself. Joyce had now proved to her friends that she was indeed capable of the tasks she had been set and that she really did indeed have a worth that had for so long been denied by her bastard husband. Her head was now firmly held high, and she was now well aware that for her the only way was up. Now all freshly showered and cleaned up, David turned to her and asked if she would like to go out to the pub for a drink.

  “You know I can’t remember the last time I went to a pub for a drink, so I think that’s a great idea, what’s the pub like”?

  “It’s just a local but it is very friendly, and on Friday nights they have a man playing the piano and a sing song”. He told her.

  “That sounds great, I am up for that so let’s go”. Joyce replied eagerly.

  They made their way downstairs and outside into the cold night and held hands as they walked the short distance to the pub, and David was right, it was buzzing and it felt so good to be with real people who were just out for a good time. They joined in with all the old songs and cheered as an old man played the spoons along with the piano, when suddenly she saw the couple from the opposite block sat at a table with two other couples. They were all well dressed and all appeared to be about 35 to 45 years old.

  “Look David over there, it’s the couple from the other block”.

  He turned to look, and as he did so the man acknowledged them with a wave. A little later on as the man went to the bar he passed them.

  “Hello, how are you both? I didn’t know you came in here. I am sorry let me introduce myself again but properly this time, I am Harry”.

  “Hello Harry, I am David and this is Joyce”.

  “Did you enjoy it the other day”? Asked Harry.

  And Joyce very quickly replied, “We enjoyed it very much”.

  “I am so glad you did, if you are not careful sex can become quite staid after some time, I don’t mean that in a bad way, and so we try to spice things up a little, my wife and I enjoyed watching you also. We are with our friends this evening, and then we are all going back to our place, my wife and I and our friends have no inhibitions what so ever, and so we all have sex in the same room, sometimes we swap partners, but not always. But we all watch each other and it gives us so much pleasure, we have been doing it for several years now and we all enjoy it very much. You can come round if you like, you don’t have to join in if you don’t wish to, and it would be entirely up to yourselves”.

  David suddenly felt Joyce squeeze his hand very tightly. “Can we think about it please”? David replied.

  “Of course you can, we are having one last drink and then we are on our way. I do hope you will come, if you pardon the phrase”. And he returned to join his friends.

  David and Joyce looked at each other a little unsure as to exactly what to say.

  “It’s up to you Joyce, but it does sound quite exciting, and even I have never done anything such as this before, but whatever, I will get us another drink, and what would you like”?

  “I will have a vodka and lime please, in fact make it a big one, it will help me to decide”.

  As they stood there the man and his wife and their friends left the pub and waved goodbye.

  “Don’t forget you have the address
and you are more than welcome to join us”.

  And as Joyce continued to hold David’s hand he realised that she was shaking quite badly. “Is that with fear or anticipation”? He asked.

  “I think a bit of both, but I must admit I am very excited at the thought”. She told him.

  “So am I”. He replied.

  “Well, shall we or shall we not, the choice is yours?” He asked her.

  There was a short pause before Joyce replied. “Oh let’s go for it and decide when we get there, but let’s give them thirty minutes before we follow them. I must admit that I am looking forward to it, and if we feel comfy with things then we can join in, I don’t mean swapping with anyone, but just us doing it ourselves”. Said Joyce.

  “Sounds good to me”. Said David, who was himself was more than up for it. Even he had never done anything such as this before.

  They finished their drinks and left the pub, and again holding hands they made their way to the apartment block. It was very similar to David’s with the marble tiled floor, but the large entrance hall was this time lit by long Chandeliers that were hanging from high in the marbled stairway. David pressed the intercom.

  “Hello who is it”?

  “It’s Joyce and David”.

  “Oh lovely, make your way up we are on the 8th floor”.

  They got into the lift before Joyce again turned to David. “Are you excited? I know I am”. She said with a rather flushed look to her face. He looked at her and he could see her beautiful green eyes were sparkling with the expectation of whatever was going to happen.

  “You know, you are not the same girl I met only a few days ago. This is the girl you should have always been, passionate, sexy and fun, every woman should be the same and not someone who is ruled over by a man who can only communicate by hitting them, so let’ go and watch some shagging and maybe join in shall we”?

  The lift rose swiftly and silently and in a few seconds the doors opened onto a beautifully decorated corridor, and there stood outside the door to his apartment was Harry wearing a dressing gown.

  “We are all so pleased you decided to come, let’s go inside and I will introduce you to everyone”.

  In the very large lounge, Harry’s friends were all wearing dressing gowns and everyone was very well spoken, it was very obvious that all of the group were wealthy people. With the introductions now over, Harry got them a drink and they sat down in a very deep leather sofa. They all chatted together as good friends do about children and any other subject that wasn’t in any way controversial, and to be fair the group was made up of quite handsome men and very pretty ladies, Harry was the eldest at 45 years old, but he looked much younger. David asked. “How long have you been meeting together as a group”?

  “I think it’s about 4 or 5 years now, we met through work, I am in Banking and Peter and Richard are both Civil Servants”.

  “What do you do David”? Asked Richard.

  “We are in security”. He told them.

  “That’s sounds fascinating”.

  “It is, we both love it”.

  Harry said to them. “Look if you want to stay, all we ask for in return is for your complete and total discretion, if you wish to join in that is fine with us, but please feel free to make your own minds up, it is completely your own decision”.

  “May we decide as the evening goes on”?

  “Of course you may, we are a very gentle group of people and we do not put pressure on anyone, we do it because we enjoy each other’s company and it is such very good fun”.

  David and Joyce sat with their drinks in this very swish lounge surrounded by beautiful paintings on the wall and many other works of art and the trappings of wealth, and they watched as Harry turned to his Wife and kissed her very passionately before he pulled the tie of her dressing gown and put his hand inside to fondle her breasts. They carried on kissing as he moved his hand down between her now open legs and he gently stroked her thighs. This action also seemed to have the desired effect on their friends too, as the other two Women removed their gowns as did their husbands. It had now become very obvious how excited they all were, as now the men all had full erections. Harry was right, they were indeed all very gentle with each other.

  David and Joyce watched as Peter put his head between his Wife’s legs and kissed her pussy while she moaned with pleasure. But by this time Joyce also found herself getting very excited and placed her hand on David’s penis, which even through his trousers she could feel that he too had an erection. He turned and kissed her as he slowly unfastened her blouse and removed it, before placing his hand behind her back and removing her bra, he moved forward and kissed her now erect nipples which only increased her excitement many times. David stood up and removed his own trousers and pants as Joyce took of her skirt to reveal that she wasn’t wearing any underwear.

  David sat back down on the sofa as Joyce who was standing and facing the other’s held his penis and slowly guided herself on to it before she very slowly moved up and down, as she and David both looked at the others now making love in many different positions. Joyce now got onto the floor on all fours as David made love to her from the rear as the others watched. It was now that Harry asked. “If anyone would like to make love to his wife”?

  “Oh David, you do it while I watch”. Said Joyce.

  “Only if I can watch you”. He very quickly replied.

  “May I make love to you Joyce”? Asked Harry.

  “Yes please”. Joyce said.

  Harry’s wife also got onto the floor and David watched as Harry made love to Joyce while David did the same with his wife. Everyone joined in as they all swapped partners several times. But they eventually all returned back to their own partners as each man finally climaxed inside.

  David made love to Joyce until he finally came deep within her, and they lay there in each other’s arms for quite some time before he finally withdrew.

  “I have never been so excited in my life”. She told everyone.

  “Yes we all feel the same way too, it was the best night we have ever had” Said everyone.

  Joyce sat there naked on David’s knee without a care in the world, she had just had sex with four different men, but there was nothing dirty or seedy about the event. Everyone had shared the same pleasure, they were all friends before and they were still all friends now, it was just sexual fun and not ownership of another person’s body, they had just done what they all found to be fun, and who would say that it was wrong.

  “Right, who would like coffee”? Asked Harry. And everyone raised their hands.

  “We will make it said the Ladies”. And they went to the kitchen.

  “May I help”? Asked Joyce.

  “Of course, please join us”.

  In the kitchen they asked Joyce if she had enjoyed herself. “That was the best sex I have ever had it was wonderful and so gentle”.

  “Have you been with David long”?

  “No, we are very new to each other, but he is a lovely man”.

  “You are not married to him are you”?

  “No, but I was until very recently married to a bastard who beat me”.

  One of the other ladies stepped forward at her statement. “Yes I used to have one like that as well, but I had a friend who took care of him for me. The last I heard about him he was still eating through a straw”. And they all laughed.

  “I would like to kill mine”. Replied Joyce.

  “That’s very easy if you know the right people”. Came the reply.

  “You are such a beautiful girl Joyce, no wonder David likes you, and you have such magnificent breasts too”.

  It was now so completely obvious that nudity or communal sex posed no problems for these Ladies as they carried the coffee through to the lounge where the men were sat talking about football.

  “You can stop that now we are back”. Said the girl’s.

  It all appeared quite surreal to her, but being naked was now starting to become second natur
e to Joyce as she sat there thinking of the fun that she had just shared with people she had only known for a few hours. But she felt no guilt or shame compared to that of her former life, when even breathing had made her feel guilty, but the hatred she felt for her husband was starting to rise within her.

  “I am going to kill that dirty bastard”. She thought to herself, but she was not prepared to let that hatred ruin what had been a superb sex filled evening, and the group finished their coffee before everyone dressed.

  “Right said David, we had better be on our way, thank you for a most wonderful evening we really enjoyed it”.

  “Will you join us again”? Asked everyone.

  “We would love to if that’s alright with you”?

  “You would be most welcome, we normally meet about once a month and it’s my turn to host it next time at my house in Kent, and truthfully we really would look forward to meeting you again, and maybe stay over if you would like, and then you would be safe to have a drink”.

  “Thank you, I can’t speak for Joyce but I would love to”. But immediately Joyce said. “Count me in and I am looking forward to it already, goodnight and thank you again”.

  They made their way back to David’s apartment and he was just about to pour a whiskey when he realised that he had forgotten his phone when he went out to the pub. He went to the bedroom and picked it up and realised that he had a message from Graham.

  “Please when you get this message contact me immediately”.

  “I have to call Graham straight away”.

  “Why what’s wrong”?

  “I don’t know, but it must be something important”.

  He quickly pressed Grahams speed dial number on his phone and only seconds later Graham answered. “Thank goodness I got hold of you”. He said.

  “I am sorry I forgot to take my phone with me when I went out, what’s wrong”?

  “Remember the man you spoke to from the Swiss embassy”?

  “Yes, Herr Blosch”.

  “That’s right, well he is dead, and they found him hanging upside down in some woods”. Said Graham.

  “That’s a strange thing to do”. Replied David.