Date: Sun, 16 Oct 2011 05:45:45 +0200 From: Amy Redek Subject: The Hostel. Chapter Six. After running the hostel for over two years now, it was accepted by the others that I was the boss, in capital letters. My word was law and whatever I asked for, I got. So when I said there was going to be another change of rooms, I didn't get any argument. I shifted the two cooks further down the corridor and brought Trixie back up a bit closer, but also moved Fiona one room further away. Her room was, or had been adjoining ours, but now I wanted that room to be Phillip's. But with a difference by having the wall knocked through to what was our sitting room. Then I had sliding doors fitted so that I now had one bedroom on one side with these doors dividing it from the sitting room. What would then appear to be Phillip's room, also had some sliding doors to the same sitting room. This then gave it an appearance of us having separate bedrooms but sharing the sitting room. Perfect. Now we could invite our respective wives to see the hostel and not be having any qualms about them staying overnight. Pearl, Fiona and Trixie were told what we were going to do and they quite understood and even let most of the residents know of what was going down and was pleased that most of them behaved most impeccably. There was the odd one or two that turned up in the lounge and cafeteria in female garb, but it went unremarked by the two women. They were thrilled when a limousine picked them up from Kingston on the designated day and delivered them direct to the hostel. The other three girls stayed out of sight as we were supposed to be the only two people running the hostel, with help of some staff of course. We met them at the door and they were most impressed at the size of the place as we ushered them into the lounge. It was just coming up to five and the bar opened just that few minutes early for us to give them a drink. We sat and answered their questions as best as we could and I could see that they liked the place. Residents had started to arrive, some having a drink first before going up to their rooms, nodding good evenings to us as they came in. We sat talking for awhile before taking them on a tour of the kitchen as the evening meal was now being served up and then having our meal together. The cook did us a special meal instead of the usual self service meal that was the norm, giving us table service as a sign of respect. It was delicious and the girls were delighted with it, plain, but wholesome. We had another drink with our coffee in the lounge before taking them up to our own sitting room. I was glad that the smell of varnish and paint had by now disappeared and they liked our sitting room and the arrangements we had made in the separation of the bedrooms. I got a nod of gratified thanks from Phillip at the mention of this. Then, before we knew it, it was time for bed. So with us saying goodnight to each other, Vicky and I went through our sliding doors while Joan and Phillip went through into their bedroom. `I can see now why you don't want to come home,' Vicky said as soon as we were alone. Alarmed at the thought that she might have suspected what was going on, asked what did she mean by that remark. `Well, a room like this on your own, with bathroom I might add. Though you have to share the sitting room as you call it, but then all your meals are cooked for you. You've got a bar and lounge and people to wait on you hand and foot.' `I still have to see that the staff are kept on their toes and then there's the accounts and such like,' I replied as I got undressed ready for bed. `This is like being on holiday,' Vicky said as she snuggled up to me in bed, `no children to interrupt us.' The children now being old enough to be left on their own for one night. I got the message and started to make love to her, pulling down the straps of her nightgown and kissing her breasts. `Take it right off,' she whispered to me as my hand went a bit lower than her breast. So I pulled it right down and she lifted her hips for me to clear it from her feet and threw it out of the bed. `Now start at the beginning again,' she said, `and go right down.' Now this was going to be a first if I understood what she had said. Usually I had to do my utmost to be able to use my tongue down below. So from the lips I travelled down the neck and into the hills, lingering at the peaks to nibble and suck till the nipples were like bullets. Then down the valley and only a small pause at the belly button crater before entering the forest. Then to the cave that was hidden, her legs opening for me to have an easier access as I moved in between them. I can't say that I am in any way an expert in cunnilingus, but then she wouldn't have known either as I tongued and licked her and was pleased that I made her squirm and give out groans of pleasure as I did so. What pleased me more was her then moving down the bed and taking me in her mouth for a bit of sucking. Now here I am an expert and knew that she was most definitely an amateur, but what aroused me was the fact that she was really doing it after all these years of saying no. Her faced was flushed when she came back up to the pillow and she smiled at having done that most daring of activities that a wife can think of. I smiled and kissed her for this and moved over on top of her and slid into that wet cavern that was ready and waiting for me. There's no comparison to a woman's fanny that has had two children pass through it to a man's backside. One's wet and wide and the other tight and dry, though the woman does have more muscles inside than the man. But still, a hole is a hole is a hole as they say, and so I fucked my wife and wondered if Phillip was now in the same position I was in. I think that this was about the second time since we were married that I'd been able to bring Vicky up to an orgasm. This I put down to the fact that I could now last longer with an erection before coming myself, giving more than I was going to get. She bucked and thrashed about under me as she came and only after she started to relax did I come and lay panting on top of her. `That was wonderful,' she breathed into my ear. `I must come here again if it's going to be like that.' Oh shit, I said to myself, but began to kiss her to stop her saying any more that I might regret. I awoke to the smell of coffee and found that Joan was already up and had found the kitchenette and was making us a brew. `That smells delicious,' I said as I opened the sliding door from our bedroom and going through to the sitting room. `Did you have a nice night?' `Better than usual,' she smirked. `I don't know where he got the energy from.' I read that as expertise, but wasn't going to say so if she wasn't. I had put a dressing gown on, but she was in a quite diaphanous nightgown and I could quite clearly see her body beneath it. `Help yourself to the coffee,' she said as she sat down on the settee with her cup in her hand. She had sat down, not as a woman normally does with her legs close together, but as a man with her legs a little way apart. That way I could see her muff and the rest quite clearly as she smiled at me. I got my coffee and went and sat down next to her to be able to see what she was showing me more closely. I remembered her saying that she would have gone topless on holiday if it wasn't for the children, now I was wondering if she would go further than that. `Where's Vicky?' she asked. `Still asleep,' I replied, `and Phillip?' `Snoring his head off, can't you hear him?' Which I could indeed, and then I really looked at her lying back in the seat, her legs still apart and her breasts quite visible through her gown and that the nipples were quite erect. `What do you think of me?' I asked as I put my cup down and leaned closer towards her. `I like you very much Rene,' she replied with a knowing smile. `Like me enough to kiss me? I've wanted to kiss you for a very long time now,' I said. She put her cup down and turned to face me, her body now lightly touching mine. `Yes Rene,' she said simply, moving her upper body slightly more towards me. That was enough for me to lean in and kiss her and bring my right hand up to cup a breast. `Oh Rene,' she breathed between our kissing as her hand went between the folds of my gown and took hold of my now erect prick. I moved and bore her down onto her back on the settee as my hand now went down and pulled up the hem of her gown. She was willing and her legs parted for my fingers to find that she was wet and ready for sex. I rolled on top of her and quite easily slipped into her and then rode her as her legs came up to grip my waist and buck beneath me. So now not only was I fucking Phillip, I was fucking his wife as well. She was hungry for it and came with a stifled scream as I came too, both fighting each other for more as we came together. Then I got more kisses than I could count before I got off of her and retrieved my coffee cup, and not a moment too soon before Vicky appeared. `I smell coffee,' she said as she came into the sitting room rubbing her eyes which gave Joan just enough time to compose herself. `On the percolator,' Joan said, now sitting demurely with her legs closed and her cup in her hand. I got a squeeze on the thigh from Joan after Vicky had passed us to get herself a cup. `Did you have a good night?' Vicky asked of Joan as she went and sat down in an armchair. `Yes. The service so far has been impeccable,' she replied with a secret little smile. `I'll take a cup of coffee through to Phillip,' I said getting up. `It's time he was up anyway.' So I poured out a cup and took it through and woke him up, saying that it was time we went down for breakfast. It was nearly an hour before we'd showered and shaved, Phillip and I shaving I mean, and went down to the cafeteria for breakfast. As it was just after nine, most of those residents who had day jobs had already eaten and left, so there wasn't many people down there though it was obvious that there had been by the number of plates being cleared up for washing. Answering a lot of questions I waved a hand at the number of plates being taken through to the back. `Many of the residents have already eaten and gone to work. I say residents because many of them see this as a kind of home from home. We are cheaper than a lot of bed sits especially with meals thrown in too,' I explained. `That's why we are always full and have to see that it stays so. Otherwise you wouldn't be getting the holidays you can now have.' Another hour of talking brought it to the time the limousine was ordered to take them back home, and so with kisses of farewell, they went off. Though I knew that my kiss from Joan had a bit more meaning than that of a friend. The three girls mysteriously appeared after their departure and I thanked them each for being so perceptive by keeping in the background and that all went off as planned. They were happy to see our place of work and went off in the same frame of mind that we were doing well in our job. We'd been open for three years now and I had over a million pounds outside of the country, it cost me to have this laundering done, but it was small enough for me to be happy to pay. This was the up side, but there was also a downside. I was getting bored! It wasn't that I didn't get enough cock, there was more than enough for me with lots of them still left over, but I needed something else to divert me. Then I thought of the old ballroom that was in the basement. In the days when the hostel was an hotel, it used to be used for that purpose of dancing and let out for receptions and the like, but we thought that it would be too pretentious for a hostel, so didn't do anything with it. It was now used as a storeroom, a big one that was almost empty. It was on a surprise visit by Jerome that told me what I could do with it. He asked to meet with the four of us but didn't object when Phillip sat with us in the lounge where I had drinks served when we were all settled down. `I'm glad you came Jerome,' I got in first, because I had a premonition as to what the subject of the meeting was to be about, `because I was just about to come and see you.' `What about?' he asked warily. `Well, we've talked it over between us,' and I was glad to notice that he didn't see the exchanged glances between the others, `that we do up the ballroom downstairs and turn it into a small night club modelled on yours and was going to ask your permission to call it The Blue Room. I know it's not the title of a film,' cutting off his interjection, `but by using the word blue, people might think that it is one of your famous establishments.' `Well you've astounded me Stella,' he said. `For that is the exact purpose of my coming here tonight, to ask if I could open a night club downstairs.' Now I saw the light beginning to dawn in the eyes of the others at my opening statement. `Though I would have called it The Blue Veil, so you have pre-empted me on that score in this venture.' `I'm sorry Jerome,' I said somewhat contritely, `that we've got ahead of you in this. It is because of what I owe you for giving me a start that made me insist that I ask you for your permission the use the word Blue in its name.' `Does this mean that you will not perform any more in my clubs?' he asked, and I could see the reason behind the question, and so as not to cause any friction between us, gave him the answer that he wanted. `Of course not! While we can still sing and dance, one of our names will still appear outside your clubs as we have been doing ever since we opened this place.' I leaned over and patted his knee. `We still owe you a lot Jerome.' `Well, you seem to be one step ahead of me, and as long as you will still appear at my clubs, I will agree to you using the word blue.' `Thank you Jerome,' I said, patting his knee again. `If there is any other way I can thank you...' `No, no, your words are enough,' he stuttered, his face going a slight pinkish knowing what I had implied. He quickly finished his drink and said his goodbyes and left. `Well that was some little bombshell you dropped in our laps,' Pearl said, finishing her gin and signalling to the barman for another round. `I must say thank you all for not putting your oars in at the wrong moment, but I couldn't let him get a foot in our door, so to speak. But I was serious when I said what I did. What do you think to us having our own little club downstairs?' I asked. This opened a floodgate of talk and questions amongst the four of them, even Phillip having a few words to say. When they quietened down and another round of drinks appeared did I begin to explain what had just gone down. `One. I knew we had the old ballroom downstairs and wondered how we could put it to use. Two. It was the arrival of Jerome that triggered my mind as to what it should be. That's why I spoke out first to prevent us having to either agree or deny his request for him to open a night club of his own in our own building. Some of you might have agreed out of past loyalties, but I didn't want him to have a finger in our pie or stuck up my arse.' This brought forth a few titters. `This is our building and it will remain so. Now what do you think of us turning it into our own night club?' `It's a great idea,' gushed Fiona. `Wish I'd thought of it,' said Pearl. `I love it!' Trixie crooned. `Performing in our own club!' `Can we afford it?' asked our practical Phillip. `Ah, that's the very point I was coming to. Having taken a good look downstairs, I've got a rough figure in mind at how much it would take. I hope you will agree to what I propose,' I said as I took a deep breath, 'that all we forgo our bonus for two weeks which should cover the cost of renovating the old ballroom.' `What do we get out of it?' questioned Pearl. `Oh for heaven's sake Pearl. You miss the footlights as much as I do! You'd give, well something, to be able to perform again on a regular basis.' She grinned. `You know me too well I think Stella. Okay, I'll go along with you, you haven't seen us wrong yet.' With that statement it was signed and sealed because the others, though they looked to me first, went along when Pearl agreed. It took our building friends six weeks to bring that ballroom back up to its former glory and even having another bar installed down there too. It was good that it had, apart from an internal entrance, one that had direct access from the street above. This had a small lobby so we could have a doorman cum bouncer to monitor all who entered from the outside. It was only a small sign outside the proclaimed that the doorway led down to the Blue Room, the wording spelt out in blue neon. We had to bring in an outside trio to provide us with the music for our opening night which was exclusive for the hostel's residents only. It was thrilling for the four of us to be together in a dressing room, getting dressed and doing our make-up to try and put on our best show. Phillip promoted himself to be the compere and we watched him spend hours trying to get the patter right and he did rather well, or so I thought. Our lawyer friends had helped out in getting us an entertainment licence and one that allowed the bar to stay open till twelve, though the earliest it would have opened would be eight o'clock in the evening. The bar would be stocked and run separately from the one upstairs in the lounge for accounting purposes as the prices would be somewhat higher, but not as high as what Jerome charged in his clubs. We put a sign up in the cafeteria announcing the opening night and that this first night would be free to residents but any guest staying with them at the time, would have to pay a token entrance fee. The show was to start at eighty thirty and so the bar was opened at eight and we had, I think, just over a hundred people sitting down with drinks as we did our first show in The Blue Room. It was a rousing success, just the four of us taking it in turns to do two or three numbers each till it was time to put on the finale. We got a tremendous ovation when Phillip announced that the show was now over and then went on to say that there would be three shows a weeks, but there would have to be an entrance fee. Small, but the performers were doing it for free but the trio and barman still had to be paid, plus lighting and all the rest. But the bar will be open till twelve, he finished and even he got clapped. The trio had agreed to do the first night but would wait to see how it went before agreeing to doing three nights a week, but after this, they agreed. We even had some other cabaret people ask if they could do, say a guest appearance occasionally if it coincided with their night off. No pay, but I agreed that Phillip would announce the club that they were currently performing if they wanted to see more of the lovely whatever her name was. It boiled down to us only having to do two nights out of three because we had enough offers to fill these spots. The profit wasn't overwhelming, but then were weren't doing it for the money now, we were doing it for ourselves which makes a big difference. We began to get outsiders coming down stairs to see our shows, paying the entrance fee and it was from these punters that Trixie used to score that made her happy. The point was made a few weeks later when we had to have a sign made up that said the club was full as we were only allowed two hundred people downstairs due to fire regulations and other bye-laws. So it was to a full house every show that we performed after a couple of months. `I've been thinking,' said Fiona one evening. `That's dangerous,' commented Trixie, and we all laughed. `No seriously. I was thinking about doing something that I've not seen done before, on the stage that is. You know that at the Windmill, women can stand there naked as long as they don't move, but you cannot see a naked man, stationary or otherwise. But if we were to do a shadow play, that's different.' I liked the idea, but let her go on. `Silhouettes. A screen of some sort across the stage with back lighting, we could show or what could look like erect penises but not be seen, if you know what I mean.' `That's a bloody good idea,' I said, and meant it. `I was thinking of something like Hermaphrodite meets Apollo, you know. She with big tit's and a cock like a truncheon and then Apollo comes on and gets to fuck her on stage. Behind the screen I mean, I think it'll look great.' `We could add Eros for her to have him in her mouth as well,' I put in, getting excited at the idea. `The tits would be the problem,' Pearl said. `No. We make a pair of falsies, oversize of course for the emphasis,' Fiona said. `So which of us has the biggest erect cock to play this part?' Pearl asked, and they all turned and looked at me. `Me?' I said, pointing to my chest. `Yes you,' Pearl continued, `bashful?' `No. I just didn't want to brag,' and then we all laughed. `Okay. Stella to be woman-cum-man.' `I like the come bit,' Trixie butted in with a grin. `One track, dirt track mind,' Fiona said before carrying on. `Now for Apollo, whose got the second truncheon?' This time we all looked at Phillip. `Whoa there. I've never performed on a stage before.' `What a debut,' Trixie breathed out with a theatrical sigh. This time she was ignored. `You'll be behind a bloody screen so they won't know who you are. Your just a big cock getting to fuck Whatsisname.' `Do I really get to fuck Stella on stage?' he asked with a straight face, but I could hear the grin in his voice. `Ooooh,' said Fiona almost stamping her foot at his obtuseness. `If it fits, put it in as the actress said to the bishop. Of course you can as long as we can see you do it!' `Stella mentioned Eros. Who gets that part?' asked Trixie. `I was thinking of Pearl,' Fiona said. `What about me?' wailed Trixie. `You can play cupid, the little boy with the short arrow,' Pearl snapped at her. `Ooooh you bitch,' she replied and went into a sulk. `What about you Fiona, never mind her, what will you do?' Pearl carried on. `I'll do the directing. Four will be enough on the stage for the finale of the piece.' `What will that be?' I asked, and she told us and we all agreed that it was a great idea. So she set about putting it all together and it's surprising how difficult it is to do everything from a side perspective. But first came the screen, a large piece of muslin that was stretched taut so that not a ripple could be seen. Then with an electrician to see to the setting up of the lights. This took one whole day just to get the lights in the right place with us moving about, clothed, for the electrician to get them in the right places while Fiona was out front shouting out directions. With that done, we then had to have instructions on how to move and where to position ourselves for the best result. For this, we closed the club so that us who were going to perform, could be naked for the right places on the stage for the play. So I donned this massive bra with outsize tits sewn on and made my movements on the stage and when I was in the right place, Trixie had to put some tape down and the same was done for Phillip. `Now let's have some erections to get the next sequence of the fucking done. You too Stella because I want to see how it swings when you're being seen to by Apollo,' shouted out Fiona from the front side of the screen. `How do we do this? Jerk off?' I shouted back. `Trixie! You're time has come at last. Get those two buggers erect,' Fiona shouted out. `This is the bit I like,' said Trixie just before taking me into her mouth and bringing up to full strength. `That looks good from here,' called out Fiona, `now get Phillip up and ready.' He was almost there by watching Trixie down on me, but he stood and let her suck him so that he was up and ready. I won't go into any more details here but will describe it as it was seen from the front on the night with did this playlet. `Ladies and gentlemen. We have an extra special show for you tonight. It's a playlet to which I will be the narrator as the story progresses.' On the muslin screen to one side we had painted a tree and as the lights of the club dimmed, I found I didn't need Trixie as we'd rehearsed this several times and was now doing it for real in front of an audience, albeit that I couldn't see them, they could see me. I was as hard as a rock when the back stage lights came full on. I had my back to the screen at that point. `Here we are in the garden,' Fiona's voice could be heard, `and it belongs to Hermaphrodite.' I then turned and the silhouette showed these big tits and my cock really standing out from my thighs in this sideways position. I could hear the gasps from the audience. ` It is here that she first met Apollo,' and Phillip came into view, his erection sticking out too and bouncing a little as he moved towards me. He then moved slow so the tips of our erections met. His hand came up and came upon one tit as we both leaned forward for our lips to meet, keeping our bodies apart so that our erections could be seen touching each other. `They kiss and find that they are in love and so Apollo wants to make love to her and begs her to let him love her. She agrees,' and here I went down onto my knees at my marked place and took the head of his cock into my mouth. More gasps from the audience. With exaggerated head movements I moved backwards and forwards on him but had to let him slip out of my mouth so that I could move my face right up to his crotch. More gasps because it looked from the front as if I'd been able to take the whole length of him inside my mouth. `And so, Apollo,' here, Phillip pulled back and quickly moved behind me into his position as I then leaned over with my hands on the floor. My erection was at an angle that could be seen as well as my big tits. `Began to make love.' We'd practiced this bit of him moving his cock up to my bum without using his hands so that there all could out front, see it move into me. Yes, we did actually fuck on the stage. He fucked me in slow movements to show him moving in and out of me, and my cock was also moving, but up and down to his fucking of me. The bra was also loose enough for the big breasts to sway at the same time. `While Apollo is making love to Hermaphrodite, Eros comes into the garden,' enter Pearl with her erection up and out in front, `and being the God of love on seeing them together, wants to pay homage to her and join in.' A stool had been pushed on the stage and Pearl nudge it forward and knelt down so her cock was on a level with my mouth which I opened and took in the head of this cock. Pearl's backside moved so that her piece could clearly be seen as she mouth fucked me. This went on for a few moments till Trixie came on stage. `Cupid was not be denied either,' Fiona carried on as Pearl got up and stood sideways by my body so that her erection could seen as Trixie took her place and stuck her cock in my mouth. Phillip in the meantime is still moving in and out of me. `And so it was in this garden of love that Hermaphrodite came to find love,' here Fiona paused as Phillip had pulled out and stood up and I got up too. So off to the left was Phillip still with his erection just behind me with mine as I faced Pearl with her and Trixie behind in the same position. Then our hands took hold of our erections and began to jerk ourselves off, `and so it was to love that they all did come.' It was as she was saying this last line that we turned towards the screen so that our right arms could still be seen to be moving and then another screen suddenly fell down at the front and painted on it was a big splodge in black covering most of the screen and the word in big white letters, `Splat'. The lights behind us went out and there was a stunned silence for the space of a heartbeat, and then what a noise! I thought the building was going to come down to the cheers, whistles and clapping at the shouts of encore, encore, more, more. We, behind the screen all hugged each at this noise, knowing that it had been a hit. Then we had to get off the stage to the dressing room for Fiona to take her place now in front of them and when the club quietened down. `Well folks, I somehow think you enjoyed that,' and they let her know that they did indeed as we quickly got dressed in the dressing room as she went on a bit more. `So I am quite proud to introduce you to Stella!' I moved out to much clapping and cheering and stood to one side. `Pearl!' getting as much applause as I did. `Trixie!' Who got just as loud an ovation. `Last but not least, for the first time on stage, I give you Phillipa!' Well he got the best of the audiences approbation and I felt quite proud of him standing there wearing a dress as we were. I couldn't help but move forward and give him a kiss. We then left the stage for Fiona with the trio taking up their instruments to give us some songs as us four went and mixed with the patrons. I think we were all asked the same question as we were plied with drinks, which part did we play behind the screen. As we knew we were going to be asked this, all gave the same answer that the only way to find out would be to bed us, but even then they might not be right in their guess. We didn't accept the offers of the beds, well Trixie did, and wished she hadn't when her client was definitely sure that she played the part of Cupid. Such was the success of our play, we had many, many requests for us to stage it again some other night. Everybody who had been there wanted to bring a friend or friends to see it and enjoy it as much as they had. What they had liked best was that big splat at the end that they thought was hilarious of us all jerking off and as Fiona said the word come, for this screen to showing the result of our foursome's ejaculation. We eventually bowed down to the demand and put the show on another six times over the next six months. Jerome came to see what he had heard about and was so impressed, went and did something similar in his clubs, but, from all accounts, nowhere a patch on our production. We didn't do any other productions along this line because there is a limit as to how far you can go and not have repetition creeping in which would have devalued what we'd first done, so we rested on our laurels. *