Barnabas nodded his understanding and agreement before indicating that it was well past his bedtime. I left the ladies to take care of the old man and...then retired to my own bed and my waiting mates.I was mean to poor Felicity that night. While her wounds were healing nicely, she certainly wasn't up to the kind of sex that we normally shared and she was forced to abstain while her sister-wives did everything in their power to wear me out. The poor thing was frustrated as hell after watching. We walked onto the sand, it was hot, even in my sandals, and as we made our way towards a group of mostly older fat men, I could see they were stroking themselves, they were staring intently at a couple on the ground, I knew they were fucking, and my heart pounded, they had not seen my yet, and as I fantasized about taking them with me, I turned back to the older man who saw me touch myself intimately, he was following, he wanted me, and I smiled at the thought, what a fucking day this was. At the end, in the South West corner of the house was the drawing room. It had fine views over the estate. As I had expected the four women were already there. James bowed, and they curtseyed, as I introduced them to each other. I sat down while they went through the formal motions.James enjoyed meeting them and they were pleased with his company, flirting with him within the bounds of polite convention. I told them that he would like to meet the whole household. Sumitra suggested that instead. I'm not naturally the suspicious sort, and I didn't immediately think anything more about the bike, since Mary often has friends over to keep her company, especially if I'm working in the evening.I entered the house, and wandered over to the kitchen, and took a drink of water. Mary was nowhere to be found. Nor were her friends. Having wandered briefly around most of the ground floor, I walked upstairs, expecting that Mary was in the bedroom, perhaps showing her friends some girly things. As.