This part continues right where part 3 left off.

As I caught my breath, I sat up and removed the handcuffs from my wife, giving her a gentle kiss on the forehead. "Good girl," I murmured with a smile, and we settled back onto the bed. She placed a kiss on my chest, snuggling up next to me.

Caroline, still handcuffed, remained at the edge of the bed, her legs dangling as she breathed heavily to recover. Her messy hair framed her face, a red strand partially obscuring her view. I leaned in and gently pushed the strand aside, revealing her beautiful features. I had never allowed myself to look at her so closely, out of respect for my wife. Her flushed face contrasted perfectly with her slightly pink skin. Her green eyes, bright and deep, were simply captivating. I wondered how such a lovely girl had such bad luck with men.

I smiled at her, instinctively brushing my thumb against her cheek as I used to do with my wife. "Are you feeling okay?" I asked.

"Yes... yes, master," she corrected quickly, still adjusting to calling me by my title. Her words reflected the mix of nervousness and excitement she felt.

Carefully, I removed the handcuffs, freeing her reddened wrists. My wife looked at me from the bed, smiling knowingly as she relaxed beside me. I returned to her, lying down and pulling her against my chest. Caroline, now free, followed suit and nestled beside me, seeking the same warmth we were sharing in that intimate moment.

We remained together, wrapped in a comfortable silence. Caroline rested her head on my chest, and I wrapped my arm around her, just as I did with my wife. Feeling their bodies so close, their heads resting against my chest, brought me an unexpected sense of peace.

I couldn't believe this was happening; it felt as if my fantasy had come true. It was clear, from Haley's reactions, that she felt no jealousy toward Caroline, so I no longer saw this as a threat to my marriage. The idea of keeping Caroline around became more and more tempting. I was physically attracted to her and enjoyed being with her, but I still didn't feel the same way about her as I did for my wife. I couldn't deny how difficult it was to get her body out of my mind; the thought of her belonging to me drove me crazy.

As I drifted in those thoughts, Haley spoke, pulling me from my reverie.

"Wow, that was... wild!" she exclaimed, rubbing her face against my chest. Then, with a spark of mischief in her eyes, she added, "So, do you still think this is a bad idea, master?"

Caroline looked up, eagerly waiting for my response. I had never thought of it that way, but it seemed she felt something for me. She always talked about how lucky my wife was to have me. My response took a moment as those thoughts crossed my mind.

"Well, I still don't know," I said, and I could see the disappointment on her face from the corner of my eye. "I enjoyed it a lot, but I'm not sure how this will work out. I want to see how it goes for a week before I decide."

Caroline spoke with determination, "Master, I promise I'll do everything I can to make this week special."

"Right, Haley?" Caroline asked, looking at her.

"Of course," Haley replied, laughing and nodding. "I'm sure we'll have a lot of fun."

Caroline also laughed conspiratorially, but suddenly Haley seemed to remember something. "Oh, no, I still haven't finished my chores, master. I have to do the dishes," she said, frowning at the thought of having to get up. I had been ready to fall asleep with her since it was late, but I let her go to finish. Normally, I would have punished her for not fulfilling her duties, but this time, I was the one who had interrupted her.

"Go on," I replied quickly, feeling somewhat uncomfortable at the thought of being alone with Caroline. I added, "Take her with you. If she's going to stay here, she needs to learn to do her chores."

"Yes, master, come on, Caroline," Haley said. Caroline nodded and got up to follow Haley. She gave me one last look with those deep green eyes before leaving the room behind Haley.

I was left alone, lying on the bed, reflecting on what had just happened. The idea that Caroline might be in love with me returned to my mind. As I replayed the moments, I remembered all the times she commented on how lucky my wife was to have me. I also recalled how she would gaze at me during the few occasions we crossed paths and how she always tried to be close to me. That constant attention worried me, and the unsettling thought crossed my mind that she might have convinced my wife about this situation. However, that didn't make much sense; Haley seemed excited about it all.

Caroline had mentioned that she could be whatever I wanted, which I understood as meaning she didn't necessarily have to develop feelings for me. But could I really have her just as a submissive, knowing what she felt for me? That idea didn't seem fair. I didn't want to toy with her emotions.

Despite everything, I couldn't deny my attraction to her; she drove me crazy. The problem was that I didn't know her well enough. Tomorrow would be Saturday, and I wouldn't have to work, which gave me the perfect opportunity to try to get to know her better. Maybe that would help me feel more comfortable with the situation. After all, she wasn't a complete stranger; I had shared moments with her, so perhaps I was putting up too many barriers against what, at its core, was a great gift.

I spent the rest of the time waiting for my wife, distracted with my phone. Suddenly, Caroline peeked in and entered the room. I thought my wife would do so immediately, but that didn’t happen. A wave of nervousness washed over me as she settled next to me. I set my phone aside while Caroline curled up, resting her head on my chest.

"Haley said she'd finish the rest," Caroline whispered in a soft, warm voice. As I looked up, our eyes met, and for a moment, I was captivated by the delicate beauty of her expression. Her lips brushed against mine in a fleeting, trembling kiss, as if she wasn't sure how I would respond. When we separated, she quickly averted her gaze, as if fearing she'd find something in my face that she didn't want to see.

"Good night, master," she murmured with a hint of uncertainty as a light shiver of surprise and pleasure coursed through my body.

Caroline rested her head on my chest again, gently rubbing her face against me. I couldn't help but feel tender at the sight; there was something so vulnerable and warm in her gesture. As Caroline snuggled closer, I felt the difference between her and Haley. I was attracted to her, yes, but I still wasn't sure about my feelings for her. With Haley, everything was natural and comfortable. With Caroline, there was still an invisible barrier, a sense that we were both on unfamiliar ground. Instinctively, I wrapped my arm around her and kissed her head gently, trying to convey a bit of reassurance.

"Good night, Caroline," I whispered with the same tenderness I used to offer my wife. She nestled even closer, seeking the warmth of my body, and soon I felt her relax completely, falling asleep on my chest.

I, on the other hand, remained awake, waiting for Haley. Without realizing it, I started to stroke Caroline's hair just as I used to do with Haley, a soft and automatic gesture, as the minutes passed. I was so absorbed in my thoughts that I didn't notice when Haley finally entered the room.

"She's very pretty, isn't she?" Haley commented with a playful and mischievous tone, startling me a bit.

"Uh, honey..." I responded, slightly nervous, stopping my hand as I realized I had been stroking Caroline. It was one thing to touch her during a threesome or allow her to kiss me while Haley wasn't looking, but this felt more intimate. I wasn't sure how she would react.

To my surprise, Haley simply smiled that playful smile of hers, devoid of any trace of jealousy. It was as if everything happening felt natural to her, as if there were no barriers between us. Her reaction threw me off, but at the same time, it made me feel more at ease.

"Relax," she said with that characteristic sweetness, "I think she's very pretty too." Her voice, soft and filled with understanding, brought me an unexpected calm. It was evident that she enjoyed playing with Caroline as well; after all, she had mentioned that they had shared a kiss in the past.

Haley climbed onto the bed, her face radiant in the dim light, and snuggled up to my side, fitting perfectly under my arm. I leaned down to kiss her, and she responded with a slow, deep kiss filled with tenderness—so different from the kiss Caroline had given me.

"Good night, master," Haley whispered with a smile on her lips after we separated.

"Good night, Haley," I replied softly, pulling her a little closer against me. I felt the warmth of her body next to mine, a comforting heat that enveloped me. Fatigue finally overcame me, and as I sank into sleep, I felt the soft presence of both women, their warm bodies pressed against mine.