CHOCOLATE, TEA AND THE DUCHESS by Brita Addams Page B

she heard Phillip's voice. "Lay it on, Haynes."
    With that, Haynes, whose name she'd just learned, struck Phillip with all his
    might across the buttocks, leaving red marks. Phillip's head lolled forward, a groan
    emanating from him. He was struck again and again, his buttocks becoming a dark red.
    She saw blood and nearly lost control of her senses. Why was this man whipping
    Phillip? It was quite confusing and not a little upsetting.
    Haynes stopped the thrashing and freed Phillip, who remained standing against
    the ladder. Haynes put the whip away then stood silently until Phillip turned around.
    His cock still erect, Phillip had a feral look in his eyes.
    With a nod of Phillip's head, Haynes removed his clothing, just as Phillip had
    done minutes before.
    "Bend over the bed."
    The young man complied. Felicity thought her husband would now thrash
    Haynes.
    "Spread your legs wide." Phillip's tone was not angry but masterful. Haynes, a
    well-built, muscular man, did as he was bid, his buttocks high, certainly in the proper
    position for a spanking.
    Phillip went to the drawer in the bedside table and took out a small bottle,
    poured some on his fingers, and then to her shock, inserted two fingers into Haynes's
    rectum. The man grunted, but stayed in place.
    "I do love your tight ass," she heard her husband say, as he swatted the deep
    pink skin and pumped his fingers in and out.
    A sense of foreboding came over her as the situation before her took on more
    meaning. In a single moment of clarity, her whole life crashed down around her.

    Chapter Twelve

    She wanted to close her eyes to the truth that was playing out before her. Her
    husband liked men. Certainly, he had been a wonderful lover to her, but what did she
    really know about such things? He'd given indications that he enjoyed her bottom, but
    he'd never gone beyond the one time, though she wouldn't have minded if he did.
    She'd never heard of men who preferred other men. Despair overwhelmed her,
    as she continued to watch, seeing her husband position himself behind Haynes and
    plunge his massively engorged cock into him. Haynes gave a loud grunt, then lifted
    himself just slightly. Phillip's hands gripped the man's hips, holding him steady, as
    Phillip, his eyes closed, pounded into the younger man over and over again.
    It soon became a frenzied coupling, as her husband apparently came to his
    climax. He shouted as he finished, then pulled free of the other man. Her eyes were
    riveted on her husband's naked body as he walked toward the washstand. Her
    attention was drawn away by the orgasmic sounds coming from Haynes. She watched
    him taking care of his own pleasure as her husband washed himself.
    Finally, Haynes stood and walked to the washstand as well. The two exchanged
    no affection, which left her feeling empty for them.
    Without another word between them, Phillip dressed, leaving off his cravat, and
    left the room. She heard his footfalls pass right by the door to the room she sat in,
    stunned and more in need of sexual release than she had ever been before.
    This explained so much, but evoked questions aplenty. Is that what he wished to
    do to her? Why wouldn't he just introduce it as a part of their marriage bed? Her mind
    was jumbled and her heart ached.
    She felt an intense need to go home, before he arrived and discovered her gone.
    She grabbed the cloak and slipped out of the room, retracing her steps as she made her
    way to the entrance hall.
    As she got to the bottom of the stairs, she heard voices and recognized one as
    that of her husband. Panic momentarily replaced the jumbled emotions she'd heretofore
    been feeling. She raced for the door, dropping her cloak. Upon hearing footfalls coming
    closer, she didn't want to chance retracing her steps to retrieve the garment, so she
    dashed out of the door, down the steps and into her carriage. Not until she was well on
    her way did the chill air overtake her, leaving her teeth to chatter all the way