Buying The Virgin Part 1-3 novel Chapter 19

My Master lays a hand on my knee. “Charlotte, this is a no strings offer. I’ve more than had my money’s worth from you. I won’t expect you to get back into bed with me, or anyone else.” He pauses and winks, “Although, I’d not be likely to refuse if you offered. I think Michael would agree with me.” His head points to our friend sitting in the back.

I blush and look down.

“It’s alright,” he says. “I understand. You’re back in real life again now. No longer part of the fantasy world of the last week. And I don’t doubt, with your looks and er…skills, it won’t be long before you have a real relationship again.”

“Master…I…”

“I’m only your Master for another five minutes. Our time is almost up. Don’t worry. Here...” He passes me something, a card. “That’s my business card. Contact me any time…”

Michael’s hand reaches forward, passing me another one. “And this is mine. The same applies. If you need anything, call.”

We pull up into the station car park and I get out. Michael and my Master also get out. “Let us carry your luggage. Let us be gentlemen for you.”

I smile. “Thank you, Gentlemen.”

Outside the station. My Master shuffles his feet and looks down. “This is it then.”

I nod. “This is it. Thank you for everything Master. And you too Michael.”

He looks at his watch. “Our week is done. I am officially no longer your Master. I am simply ‘James’.”

He leans forward and kisses me on the cheek. “Thank you, Charlotte.”

As he kisses me, I curl my hands around the back of his head, whispering into his ear, “No matter what life brings me - college, success, relationships, marriage - you will always be my Master. Thank you, for what you have done for me.”

He pulls back, standing tall and straight in front of me. I continue, addressing both him and Michael. “I know I was lucky, getting you, both of you. I saw the other girls at the auction. They were just as scared as I was, and I do wonder how their week has been. Some of those men were…unappealing.”

Michael nods his head, and my Master purses his lips silently.

I step forward to hug Michael and kiss him, on the lips. “Goodbye Michael. It was lovely meeting you.” Turning to my Master. “Goodbye…James, but I want you to have this.” And I push a scrap of paper into his hand. It gives my contact details. “Now you know where to find me too.”

“’Bye Charlotte.”

“Goodbye Charlotte.”

And the two men turn and walk away.

Checking my watch, I am early for my train.

I find a wine bar and order a glass of champagne. Sitting at a table in bright sunlight, I take the two cards and enter the contact details into my phone.

*****

A few weeks later…

I check my contacts and tap the right one on my phone.

After a few moments, it connects, and I hear my favourite voice.

“Charlotte! How lovely to hear from you. How are you?

“I’m fine Master. How are you?”

“All the better for hearing from you. What can I do for my favourite ex-virgin?”

“Well I’m taking a few days off, and I was wondering… are you and Michael free this weekend?”

There is a pause. “I am certainly free for you, Charlotte. And I don’t doubt that Michael will make himself available. For the avoidance of doubt, can I ask why?”

“I’d just like to spend some time with you again.”

There is another pause. “Just time, or for…more? Don’t misunderstand. I just want to be sure that I am not making any assumptions.”

“Oh, I’d like us all to have some fun together Master.”