CHOCOLATE, TEA AND THE DUCHESS by Brita Addams Page A

years. Emily redressed her hair, making
    her look sophisticated, and completed the ensemble with a simple diamond necklace
    and earrings.
    Emily handed her the black, fur-lined cape her husband had given her for
    Christmas as she dashed out the door, calling for a carriage, post-haste. Once she was
    on her way, she began to rethink the wisdom of her impulsivity. A sudden giggle rose
    in her throat. She must be maturing, as it was the first time in her memory she'd ever
    thought before she leaped. However, all the thought in the world wasn't going to keep
    her from this night's appointed rounds.
    As the carriage rumbled its way to the Sapphire Club, she rehearsed what she
    would say to Phillip when she saw him. I wish to have you show me around the club. Tell
    me all about what you do here. Can we do things together? She began thinking of this
    excursion as a birthday gift to herself.
    She'd wanted to see what went on there but had been afraid to ask Phillip to
    escort her, especially since she'd done exactly that to compromise herself. But he loved
    the club, so why shouldn't she become a part of what he loved so dearly?
    Finally, the carriage passed down the tree-lined drive, having been admitted at
    the gate by a bewigged, liveried footman. The manor house was breathtaking even in
    the dead of night. Windows ablaze with candlelight, the sounds of voices and faint
    strains of music permeated the chill night air. Immediately, Felicity felt the electricity;
    the charged atmosphere that was the Sapphire Club.
    Her quim tingled at the thought of conducting an assignation with her husband
    here. As she approached the large door, it opened to reveal the butler she recognized
    from her previous visit.
    "Good evening, Your Grace," Hampton said, bowing deeply in deference to her
    consequence.
    "Good evening, Hampton. I've come to join my husband."
    "Yes, Your Grace, he is in his usual room."
    "I am afraid he forgot to tell me where the room is located."
    "I would escort you but—" Just then, several more people arrived. "It is on the
    second floor, turn left, last door on the right."
    As she scurried up the marble steps, she remembered Serenity telling her about
    viewing rooms. She'd even pointed some out as they'd walked. Upon reaching her
    destination on the second floor, she easily located the viewing room door and entered.
    The room was no bigger than a small closet, fitted with two comfortable chairs.
    She removed her cloak and placed it in one of the chairs. She sat in the other.
    Immediately before her were small, rectangular cutouts, used to see what took place in
    the adjoining room. She leaned forward slightly.
    Her heart began to pound as she saw her husband, standing in front of the
    mantel, sipping from a brandy snifter. He looked so handsome. Soon the door opened
    and a handsome young man entered. She could hear them speaking in greeting, though
    neither smiled.
    "I'd hoped you hadn't meant what you said, about being done with me, that is."
    "Just get out of those clothes," the younger man said sternly, as he walked away.
    Phillip complied, neatly folding each garment until he stood naked, his cock
    erect. Before her mind could formulate an idea as to what was happening, the young
    man spoke again. "Go over to the ladder."
    Her husband walked to a wooden contraption that looked similar to the ladder
    she'd seen the gardener use to trim the trees. Though, the contraption appeared
    different in that the rungs were padded. Phillip leaned his long body against the
    padding while the younger man kicked his feet apart and secured them to the wooden
    legs. Phillip's arms were wrapped around the other side and strapped in place.
    Felicity blinked, then blinked again, not believing what she was seeing. What is
    happening? She kept asking herself over and over again.
    The younger man picked up an implement with several tails, which appeared
    made of leather. He stood off to the side of her husband and snapped it in the air.
    Soon