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A Chance to Advance, II
By vulgus

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Story Codes: MF, FF, MFF, MMMMF, Cons

To that small group of disturbed people who have enjoyed my
previous efforts and encouraged me, thank you.

On Thursday, with the help of Midge and Carol and Madison, and
the truck and driver that Midge had gotten for me at the plant, I
moved the few things that we were taking with us to the new
house. "The Palace" as Brad and I, and a growing number of our
friends, were starting to jokingly refer to it.

We moved a lot of books and our clothes and some knickknacks and
odds and ends. We didn't really have that much, we had married
young, but we had been separated by our pursuit of an education.
We had not actually set up a household and lived together as man
and wife until we had been married for four years. So we had only
been living together for about two years now and hadn't acquired
a lot of the "stuff" that couples accumulate. 

Mo's son, Mike, had completely furnished our new home and as hard
as we looked we couldn't find a single thing that we didn't love.


We had done the walk through with the contractor, just before we
went through closing. 
Speaking of closing, that was a strange event. That was the first
time that Brad and I found out the actual cost of the house, one
point three million dollars, and it wasn't costing us a cent. I
was embarrassed at closing, embarrassed, but more excited than a
kid on December twenty-fourth.

On Thursday evening, our first night in our new home, after Brad
got home we went through the house together, going from room to
room, trying to convince ourselves that it was all ours. We were
still touring the huge house when the doorbell rang at about six
PM and I thought it was the girls. They were coming over to help
me get ready for the party tomorrow. I went to the door and it
was Mike, our decorator. He apologized for not coming earlier. He
had been having a rough day. 

When I saw him I screamed and jumped on him and kissed him
passionately. He laughed loudly and pried me off of his neck. As
soon as he could talk he said, "Does that mean you like what I
did?"

I responded, "Mike! It's beautiful! I can't find anything I don't
like. Listen, I know you don't like girls or I'd throw myself at
you. How about my husband? Would you like to have Brad tonight?"

Brad, who was standing right behind me, said, "Um, honey......"

Mike was cracking up. He finally got his breath and said, "I love
both of you, but my significant other is a very jealous man. I
just came over to go through the house with you and show you some
things that might be difficult to figure out and answer any
questions for you, and kind of let you know what you have."

He walked us through the house and pointed out everything of
interest, including a lot of things that we hadn't even noticed
yet. Things like artwork and the quality of everything in the
house. It was readily apparent that he had spared no expense and
put a lot of thought and a lot of effort into furnishing and
decorating our new home. He also showed us the fabulous home
entertainment system and showed us how to use it and where the
manuals were for after he left and we forgot everything he told
us.

There was just so much to take in. He even went through the
kitchen cabinets with us and showed us where he had put
everything.

It took nearly an hour and before he left I invited him and Ryan,
his "significant other" to dinner one night next week. He left
then and as he was leaving the girls started showing up. Midge
was coming in as he was leaving. They knew each other and they
stopped to speak for a moment. 

We had been so busy, or so awed by our new home and furnishings,
that I hadn't fed Brad yet. I ended up bringing him a beer and a
couple of sandwiches out by the tropical paradise in our
backyard.

After Mike left and Midge came in I got undressed. Midge joined
me. This was our first day in the new house and I thought I might
as well start out on the right foot. Midge thought it was a good
idea, she liked being naked too. 

Carol and Madison showed up in the next few minutes and as soon
as they saw us they undressed and we started with a tour of the
kitchen and after we thought that we knew where everything was we
started working on snacks for the party tomorrow.

We had all gotten close as they had helped me recover from the
beating that Riggs had given me. Basically we were just having a
party, and somehow we got the snacks made in between the laughing
and joking. We were all drinking Long Island ice tea and snacking
while we worked and we had a blast. 

Brad came in every once in a while to get another beer and stare
at his kitchen full of beautiful naked women for a few minutes.
The last time he came in, Carol and Madison went over to him and
said, "Why the hell are you wearing clothes Brad? This place
isn't clothing optional, it's no clothing allowed!" 

Brad grinned at them, assuming that they were kidding, right up
until they attacked him and roughly removed his clothes. He
finally got up, laughing and sporting a big hardon, and said,
"It's a damned good thing for you that I don't know where the
hell the phone is in this damned house or I'd dial 911 and report
you two for molesting me!"

Brad got another beer and went back out to the pool area. Madison
turned to me after he left and said, "Would you mind if I went
out there and did something about that nice hardon he had? It
really looked uncomfortable."

I was still laughing too hard to talk, but I managed to tell her
to feel free and she headed after Brad. We snuck over to one of
the many, many sections of glass that opened up onto the patio
and watched as Madison went out and started teasing Brad again.
They were laughing and he was marginally defending himself, until
he looked around and saw me watching. Once he saw me and knew it
was okay, he went with it. 

Midge, Carol and I watched as Madison got on top of Brad and they
started making out like two kids at a drive-in theater. Madison
was kissing him passionately as he explored her beautiful body
for the first time. 

Because of all of the pain I had been in from the beating I took,
Brad and I had gone a week without sex. We had started to make up
for it last night, but he was obviously still pretty horny.
Madison got on her knees over him and started kissing her way
down his body and while she was teasing him, Midge moved behind
me and put her arms around me and started gently caressing my
breasts.

She whispered in my ear, "Doesn't it make you so hot to see the
man you love getting a blowjob from a good friend?" 

It was hard to think with the visual stimulation and the things
her hands were doing to me, but I realized that it did. I was
really enjoying the show. I had seen him one other time with
another woman, after our first evening out with Midge and her
husband Dave, when they had made love in our living room. I
hadn't gotten to see much though, because I was busy getting one
fantastic fuck from their chauffer, Matt. I hadn't been jealous
though. In fact, I had been sorry that I couldn't have paid more
attention. I would have liked to have seen it. Now I could watch.
Now I could concentrate, and it was, as Midge had pointed out,
making me very hot."

Madison took Brad's cock into her mouth and started sucking it
skillfully and enthusiastically. Midge, meanwhile, was moving one
of her hands down and playing with my clit. I was starting to get
weak in the knees and finally I said, "Fuck this! Let's go out
and join them."

I opened the door and we walked out onto the patio. They didn't
even look up as we approached them. Madison had her knees
straddling Brad's legs on the end of his lounge chair and she was
bent over sucking his cock. I walked up behind her beautiful ass
and dropped to my knees and ran my tongue up the entire crack of
her ass. She shuddered and groaned, but didn't stop what she was
doing. I lapped a few more times and then I concentrated my
tongue around her pink, puckered little asshole. I ate her ass
for several minutes, and then I licked my way down between her
legs and started eating her dripping pussy while she sucked my
husband off.

It was an uncomfortable position. My neck was bent at an awkward
angle. It was do-able though, and I had promised her I would eat
her pussy the first day that we met, when she and Carol had
applied that healing cream to my entire body and then took my
mind off of my pain with a wonderful orgasm. 

When I started sucking the cocks of a variety of men and noticed
that their cum all tasted differently I had wondered if women
tasted differently too. Madison was only number two, but I didn't
notice a difference. It wasn't different, but it was very, very
good. I was coming to realize that eating pussy was a lot of fun.
No wonder guys liked it so much.

It was made more interesting by Midge and Carol. They had knelt
on either side of me and were keeping me aroused with their hands
while I ate Madison out.

Things sort of devolved from there. I heard Brad making the
noises that I recognized as indicating that he was filling
Madison's mouth with cum. As soon as he had cum, Madison started
cumming with Brad's cock still in her mouth. I was pulled to my
feet then and Midge and Carol led me over to a grassy area and
laid a towel down and stretched me out on my back. 

As soon as I was comfortable, Midge dove between my legs and
started eating me out while Carol kissed me. We kissed for a few
minutes and then I pulled her into position, straddling my face
and I ate her while Midge ate me. 

I had cum twice in that position and Carol was nearing her second
orgasm when Brad came up behind Midge and started fucking her
from behind. Not long after that, Carol came again and she fell
away, to be replaced immediately by Madison. 

Brad fucked Midge hard and fast and after they came he was done
for the night. Or at least he was done performing. He sat back
after that and enjoyed the show. 

I ate Madison to another orgasm and then Midge and I made out. We
kissed for a while. Then I moved down and ate Brad's cum out of
her pussy. I kept eating long after the cum was gone and she
moved around into a sixty-nine and we ate each other out,
sometimes fast and hard, sometimes slow and easy, for more than
half an hour.

Carol and Madison had gotten into a sixty-nine right beside us,
but we outlasted them by a good fifteen minutes.

After we had pleased each other to the point of collapse we all
laid around giggling and panting like silly, lesbian schoolgirls
for a while. Nobody talked or moved for a long time. It was
wonderful. Not to mention all that exercise sobered us all up so
that they could drive home.

I made some coffee and we sat around making things hard on Brad
for a while and talked, much more soberly now, but we still were
enjoying ourselves. I had not had any real close friends growing
up, or in college either. I had had friends of course, just not
the sleep over, share your secrets kind of friends.

I felt closer to these three women than I did to anyone in my
life, except Brad of course, and I really enjoyed their company.
What gave me that warm fuzzy feeling, though, was that they
seemed to really like me too. Now I just had to talk them all
into moving in next door. 

The girls finally left after a while and I went over and kissed
Brad and asked him if he had enjoyed himself. 

He smiled and pulled me down into his lap and put his arms around
me and said, "This is our first night in our new home. I have to
tell you, if every night is like this then I am going to have to
move back into our old home with Jennifer. Madison almost killed
me!"

"Oh, poor baby," I crooned, and kissed him on the forehead.

"I was a little worried at first," he said, "until I saw you
leering at me through the glass door. I know that you said you
weren't jealous anymore. You were once though, and I don't want
to take any chances."

I love it that he was worried about what I might think when
Madison attacked him. Maybe that was why I didn't feel that
jealousy anymore. I knew how much he loved me, and I had no
trouble now separating sex and love. You couldn't fuck as many
guys as I have lately and not be able to make that distinction. 

I kissed him again and said, "I love it that you were worried
about me. Now don't. We have had this talk before. I love you and
I know that when you stick your dick into some beautiful woman it
doesn't mean you love her. As long as you don't hide anything
from me you can fuck your way through every woman in Middlebury.
Well, no, that's a lie. You know what I mean though, don't you?"

He pulled me tight and held me and told me how much he loved me.
I knew that he meant it too. So I really didn't care if he had
sex with someone else. 

We had a lot of people coming over tomorrow. So we finally went
to bed. Our first night in The Palace! God I love this house!!

I had sent out written invitations to everyone with directions to
our new house and the time of the party and insisted that this
was not a housewarming and anyone bringing gifts would be beaten.
The party was to start at eleven, with a light lunch being served
and dinner that evening would be the biggest rib eye steaks that
could be found in this city.

My girlfriends showed up at ten and we started getting ready and
the early birds started showing up just before eleven, but we
were ready. The invitations had specified that the party would be
clothing optional and the first guests to arrive found that the
four of us had already stripped down. 

The first arrivals were Bryan Newman and his wife Laura. Laura
was beautiful and looked so sophisticated when I went to the door
to let them in that I was really intimidated. 

Bryan introduced us and she smiled and said, "Bryan wasn't
kidding. You're beautiful!" She gave me a hug and said, "Where
can we put our clothes?"

I grinned and responded, "I can see you are going to fit right
in! Come on in, I'll give you a quick tour of the house and find
you someplace to undress." On the tour I also pointed out several
rooms that had been set aside for those that wanted to have a
little private interlude this afternoon. I didn't expect the
party to turn into an all out orgy. I didn't know for sure, but I
wasn't expecting it.

By the time I had taken them to a guest room to get undressed,
Laura and I were fast friends. She made me sit on the bed and we
talked while she and Bryan undressed. She was probably around
fifty years old, but you would never know it to look at her. She
had an incredible body and I told her so.

She said, "I work at it, but to be honest, I think those years in
EPOD really kept me young. Maybe it was all of those hormones.
Bryan tells me that you have taken to it better than anyone he
has ever known. In fact, I hear that you made Mr. Morris smile!"

I grinned and said, "I work hard at making all the guys smile.
You don't mind do you?"

She said, "No darling, not only do I not mind, I want to thank
you. I don't want to get back into EPOD. I am a little to old for
that now. Well, that isn't true, I'd give anything to be twenty
years younger and back in it. I'm past that now though. A little
wild party now and then though, where Bryan and I could cut loose
and not have to worry about what people think of us the next day,
I would love that."

She pulled me to my feet and hugged me and said, "Thank you Jan.
I know I am going to have a ball today. I feel sexier already."

I stepped back and said, "You can't thank me for that! Look at
you, you're gorgeous!"

We went out to the pool area and I introduced Laura to Madison
and Carol and they saw to it that everyone had a drink while I
answered the door again. 

Tim and Grace Davis didn't attend, nor did Mr. Gordon's wife. Mr.
Gordon came and stayed for a short time and left. I felt so sorry
for him. 

Gene Kennedy and his wife Elizabeth were almost the last to
arrive. Gene was the most senior, though not the oldest of the
vice presidents. He apologized, he had gotten a call and had had
to drop by the plant for a while and straighten out a shipping
error.

He and his wife, Elizabeth did not undress, but they didn't seem
bothered by the fact that nearly everyone else was naked. Mr.
Morris had not undressed and the Grants didn't undress at first.

I showed them around the house and Liz, as she insisted that I
call her, was friendly and warm and I really liked her. She was
the oldest of the women but she had a beautiful figure. She
stayed fully dressed though, not even putting a suit on and going
swimming. 

She had fun though. I was keeping an eye on her. She laughed and
sipped her drinks and I noticed that she was careful not to make
anyone feel uncomfortable about being undressed. I had several
chances to engage her in long conversations and we didn't agree
about everything, but we had a great time discussing things. She
invited me to lunch next week, so I guess she enjoyed my company
too.

As I moved around making sure everyone was having fun and all of
their needs were being satisfied I had lots of hands moving over
me, male and female. This was turning out to be a really fun
party. I noticed that from time to time couples would disappear
for a while. Mostly males and females, but a few times it was two
of the girls. I looked up once and saw Laura and Brad going
inside together! I couldn't wait to hear about that later!

I had been invited upstairs by Gene Kennedy once and by Daniel
Grant once. All of the sex so far had been in private. I
suspected that might change after dinner.

Mr. Morris came over to me around two and said that he thought
that he should leave. He wasn't much of a partier anymore. I took
his arm and escorted him through the house in the direction of
the front door until we got to the stairs. I pulled him to a stop
and said, "If you think you are leaving here this afternoon
without trying out my new bed you are out of your rabbit ass
mind!"

He smiled at me and said, "I have been watching you and your
friends move around in the nude for several hours now, and I
would be lying if I said that I wasn't interested. I was actually
hoping you'd suggest it. I know you must be pretty busy, but damn
you look hot!"

I put my arms around him and held him close and said, "Mo, I have
been waiting for you to come over to me and order me to get my
ass to bed since you got here. You didn't have to wait, you never
have to wait."

I took his hand and pulled him upstairs and down the hall to our
bedroom. I closed the door and moved into his arms and kissed him
lovingly, because I did love him. He was such a dear sweet man
and after that meeting when I saw him fighting to keep from
killing Riggs I knew that he loved me too. Of course, there was
the million and a half dollars that he spent on my house and
furniture, but that was money, that wasn't emotion. 

I started helping him undress and then I escorted him to my bed
and lay down beside him and we kissed for a long time. No
pressure, no hurry, just loving kisses and gentle touches. We had
been kissing for a long time before I finally put my hand on his
cock. I had expected it to be soft still. I was very surprised
when I discovered that it was rock hard.

"Mo!" I exclaimed. 

He chuckled and said, "I don't know what it is about you Jan.
It's like every minute I spend with you makes me months
younger."

I looked down at his fat, hard cock. It was nearly nine inches
long and twice as fat as most of the cocks I had come into
contact with recently. I smiled and said, "You have the
prettiest, sexiest, most manly looking cock of all the ones that
I have seen since Brad came to work for you. Looking at it makes
my mouth water."

I got up on my knees and took him in my mouth and sucked him
lovingly for several minutes. He was moaning and groaning and
there was no question he really liked what I was doing. This
wasn't what I wanted though. I had something else in mind.

"Mo?" I said.

He opened his eyes to see what I wanted.

"I want you to take me this time. I want you to be on top and
fuck me. Show me who is in charge."

He pulled me up beside him and kissed me passionately for several
more minutes. Then he rolled me over and mounted me. I grabbed
his big cock and lined it up and he slowly forced it into me
until our pubic hair was one big tangle and his pubic bone war
rubbing against me. 

He was supporting himself over me, careful not to put his weight
on me, but I wanted him on me. I wanted this to be primitive. I
wanted him to take me.

I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him down on top of me and
attacked him with my lips, kissing his neck and nibbling at his
shoulder as he started forcefully fucking me.

"Yes! That's it Mo! Fuck me. Fuck me hard! Take me! Make me your
bitch! God I love it! I love your cock in me."

He was swearing quietly and telling me what a hot bitch I was and
how good my cunt felt on his cock and fucking me hard and it felt
so damn good. He picked up the pace and I wrapped my legs around
his and started cumming. I had one loud, screaming orgasm after
another and he had his lips by my ear whispering, "Yes my sweet
little bitch! Cum for me! I can feel your cunt gripping my cock.
It wants my cum. Here it comes, bitch! Jesus Christ! I'm
cumming!"

I felt him tense up and his strokes became unsteady, almost
spastic and he groaned in pleasure for a long time before he
finally relaxed on top of me for a few seconds. Then he rolled
over and I rolled on top of him and kissed and licked his face
and told him how much I loved him and how wonderful he was.

He just panted for a few minutes and used one hand to smooth my
hair and run his hands down my sweaty body lovingly.

I started kissing my way down his body. Kissing him all over and
licking his sweaty chest and sucking on his little nipples. I
licked my way down his flat stomach and took his soft, beautiful
cock into my mouth and sucked it lovingly. 

He finally opened his eyes and looked down at me and I saw the
love in his eyes. He was such a wonderful, dear man and I loved
him so much. Not like I loved Brad. It was different. Sort of
like a father that I could fuck too. I knew that it was a
peculiar relationship. I knew I loved him though, and I knew that
he loved me.

He finally pulled me up beside him again and kissed me and held
me quietly for a while. I whispered, "I love you Mo."

He said, "I love you to Jan. You are the best thing that ever
happened to me. Mike says that you have added twenty years to my
life. I think I believe him."

I moved over on top of him again and rubbed my well fucked pussy
over his cock. He smiled up at me and said, "And you are the
sweetest slut that I have ever met."

I smiled down at him and said, "I will take that in the loving
spirit in which it was meant. Now, please, don't go. Let's stay
up here a little longer and then come back to the party with me.
These people all like you, and they all know that you and I are
having sex. You don't have to feel embarrassed about that. I want
you to stay. Please?"

He said, "We'll see," in that noncommittal voice that meant I
don't want to say no, but the answer is no. He didn't get up
though. 

I rubbed my pussy on his cock for a little while longer and then
I moved down and started licking and kissing his cock and balls.
Not urgently, not like I was trying desperately to get him hard.
Lovingly, like I just wanted to taste him. If he got hard again
that would be great, but I didn't expect that. I just liked
sucking his cock. I think he realized it. 

He watched me for a while and asked, "Brad really doesn't mind
this?"

I took my mouth off of his cock and pressed my face against it
and said, "He gets a kick out of it. When my mouth isn't busy
I'll tell you how our sexual relationship started. It might make
it easier to understand. In fact, why don't you come back outside
with me and I'll sit in your lap and tell you all about it while
you sip on a glass of Long Island iced tea.

I took him back into my mouth and sucked some more and to the
surprise of both of us he was getting hard again. When I realized
it I started putting a little more effort into it. I started
being a little less lackadaisical about it. I waited until it was
almost all the way hard and I wet my finger and reached under him
and worked it into his ass, searching for his prostate. I found
it and it had the same effect as the first time. His cock got
harder and he stiffened up and said, "Jesus Jan, you're going to
kill me! But don't stop!"

I didn't. As soon as his cock was hard I got up on my knees and
started taking it down into my throat. It was hard at first, his
cock is so fat. It drove him crazy though and I loved driving him
crazy. I had one hand on his balls, a finger of my other hand
massaging his prostate and my lips and tongue moving all the way
up and down his cock and I was sure that I could do it. I was
just really surprised at how quickly it happened. He opened his
mouth and gasped and then made a strange sound and I felt him
cumming. I pulled my lips back to the head of his cock and took
my hand from his balls and started moving it up and down his hard
shaft rapidly.

Mo reached down and held my head, not to hold it to his cock or
to make me do anything, but just to touch me.

I waited until he was done and when he collapsed back onto the
bed and stared at me in awe I pulled my mouth from his cock and
opened it to show him his cum before I swallowed. 

Then I grinned at him and kissed his cock and said, "Thank you
Mo."

He chuckled and said, "You crazy bitch!" Then he pulled me up
beside him and hugged me so hard I couldn't breathe for a
moment.

We kissed lovingly for a while and then I just lay there in his
arms for a little while longer. I glanced up at the clock on the
nightstand. We had been in here for almost two hours. I was in no
hurry to leave though.

I lay there with him for a few more minutes and then I said,
"Let's take a shower. Then we can go back to the party. It's
almost time for Brad to cook the steaks. I bought some of the
most beautiful steaks that you have ever seen. Then, after we
eat, I want to sit in your lap and tell you about the first time
Brad saw me naked."

Mo sighed deeply and said, "Aw, what the hell. You win, let's
take a shower."

I scrambled up and led Mo to our new bathroom. It was bigger than
the living room in our old house. I started the water and while
it was getting warm I put my arms around him and said, "I really
can't tell you enough how much I love this house, and how
grateful we are for what you have done for us."

Mo kissed me and said, "Nothing that I do for you can repay you
for what you have done for me. You have made me whole again, and
when I am with you I know that it wasn't for money or perks or a
house. I feel that you love me as much as I love you. It's like
you are the daughter I didn't have, except for the sex, of
course."

I laughed, because I had just had the same thought about him. I
told him what I had thought and he just pulled me close and we
hugged for a while.

He finally let me go and we climbed into the shower. Well,
climbed into gives the wrong impression. The shower is big enough
to wash a car in. Nearly everyone that is downstairs right now
could fit inside.

We soaped up and washed each other lovingly for a long time. Then
we dried off and went back out into the bedroom. Mo picked up his
underwear and started to put it on. Then he looked at me and
said, "Fuck it!" 

He tossed his shorts back down on the bed and we went back
downstairs hand in hand.

Everyone gaped just a little bit when we stepped back out onto
the patio. We ignored them and made our way to a lounge chair in
the shade, off by itself a little.

As we crossed the patio, Mo glanced at Brad who was getting the
grill ready for the steaks that he and his assistant cook, Dave,
would be cooking in a little while. Brad looked up at us and
smiled and lifted is beer in a silent toast.  

When Mo saw that Brad was totally unconcerned he seemed to relax
and we ignored everyone else. I went and got us both a drink and
then I sat in his lap and told him about when I used to undress
in front of my bedroom window when I was a fourteen year old
virgin to tease Brad, whose bedroom window was just across from
mine. While I told him the story he held me close and his hand
wandered over my body absently. He was amazed that Brad was the
only boyfriend that I had ever had and that we had been together
since I was fourteen and Brad was fifteen.

It took a while for the rest of the party to return to normal
after our entrance. They were not used to having Mo at their
parties, or having him sit around with them in the nude. He had
always been a bit aloof, kind of a father figure to them and even
though they were all aware than Mo was having sex with me, this
visual evidence was taking some getting used to.

I got up to get us another drink and Brad and Dave started taking
steak orders. I decided I had better do a little hostessing for a
while, so after I brought Mo his soft drink I mingled and made
sure that everyone was having fun. I checked upstairs and I
realized that there had been more traffic up there than I had
been aware of. I laid out some fresh towels and changed the
sheets on the beds in the rooms that had been set aside for
pleasures of the flesh.

While I was finishing up Bryan and Laura Newman and Carol came in
to the room and when they saw me they came to stop and Laura
said, "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize anyone was in here."

I said, "That's okay, I was just freshening up. I didn't realize
how much traffic that there had been up here." Then I walked over
to her and kissed her on the cheek and as I left I said, "Have
fun guys. I wish I could stay and help, but I have been derelict
in my duties the last couple of hours and I need to get ready for
dinner."

I went downstairs and started setting out plates and flatware and
getting the side dishes ready. I looked outside and saw Mo,
surrounded by a half a dozen naked women now and looking like he
was having a good time. I almost felt jealous, but he had been
alone for a long time now and not really taking part in his
company's social activities. So it made me happy to see him
having fun.

 The party lasted until nearly midnight. I had been right when I
assumed that people would loosen up after dark. By eight o'clock
or so, people had stopped going upstairs to have sex. At any
given time you could look around and see someone doing something
to someone. It wasn't one big orgy. There was just the occasional
quiet little tryst, out of the way and as discreet as public sex
can be. 

I was pleasantly surprised at how much fun the senior VPs wives
were having. I guess they had been deprived for quite a while.
When I wasn't playing hostess I spent most of my time with Mo. I
did manage to corner Laura and the two of us had a little
intimate get-together on a lounge chair cushion in a dark corner.
When we had both had a few nice orgasms we lay together quietly
for a few minutes in each other's arms and after a moment or two
she said, "I can see why everyone talks about you so. You are
special, aren't you?"

I wasn't even sure that I understood the question, but I knew the
answer. "No Laura. I'm not special. I'm just new. I'm new and I
didn't come into this with the idea that I was doing it for
Brad's career. We are both pretty open-minded about love and sex
and we really appreciate what this has done for his career, but
we were in this for the sex right from the start."

Laura kissed my forehead and said, "Bullshit! You may believe
that, but no one that has met you believes that. I don't mean
about why you got into it, we certainly believe that. You are
truly a breath of fresh air. You are the most free and open and
giving young lady that I have ever met. There is something about
you though. I doubt if anyone could really define it. It's
something that has brought Mo back out of his shell after nearly
thirty years. The rest of us too, I haven't had this much fun
since Bryan got promoted."

"For so many of us life had become very mundane. Now look at us,
gamboling around in the nude in your backyard and having sex like
we did when we were kittens. You are like a human fountain of
youth. You are the catalyst that got rid of that awful Gavin
Riggs, and look at this house! Everyone knows that Mo bought you
and Brad this house and the fantastic furnishings. I can promise
you, not a one of us resents it. That isn't to say we aren't just
a little jealous. This place is beautiful. We all seem to feel
that you deserve it though. I doubt if any other young lady in
the country could elicit that response from a bunch of jaded old
broads like us."

I was getting really uncomfortable with this conversation. I sat
up and said, "I appreciate what you are saying. I can't deny that
I have been very lucky. I seem to be living a dream life. You are
wrong about me though. It's like there is some weird mystic aura
that you people are seeing around me that isn't there. I'm just a
happy young woman that really likes people and likes sex. I am
tickled pink that so many people like me, but let's be honest
here. I am a lot closer to being The Happy Hooker than I am the
fountain of youth. As for this house, I love this house and I
have to keep pinching myself to see if I'm dreaming. I can't help
feeling guilty every time I think about how I got it though. I
love Mo. I mean that, I honestly love him. I can't help feeling
like, whether I wanted to or not, I am taking advantage of him.
To be honest, the thing that I am most grateful for right now is
that I have everything I could have ever wanted. There is nothing
else that he can buy for me now."

Laura chuckled and said, "Don't be too sure about that. Mo has a
way of surprising people. You can stop feeling guilty though.
Honestly, no one thinks that you took advantage of Mo, or had any
ulterior motives when you were with him. Midge is one of my
closest friends and I know her to be an excellent judge of
character. She tells me that you are the best thing that ever
happened to J.A.M. Aluminum since Mo's father started the
company. I agree with her. She also said that for an amateur, you
are one of the best pussy eaters around. She was right about that
too. If you don't mind, I would really like to get together with
you sometime during the day every now and then. I really enjoyed
being with you. You can say no if you want. I'd understand if you
had better things to do than spend an afternoon with an old broad
like me."

I took her hand and smiled at her and said, "I enjoyed it too. As
for your being an old broad, if I didn't have some idea of your
age from the circumstances, I would have guessed you were a lot
closer to my age than yours. You have a beautiful body. The thing
I like about you, though, is how nice you are. I've watched you
today, having a good time and talking to people and treating
everyone with love and respect. Please don't take this the wrong
way, but when I have been in EPOD for as long as you were and I
finally get to be the wife of a senior VP, I hope I am half as
nice, and half as well adjusted as you seem to be. So in answer
to your question, I would love to spend more time with you."

We sat together without speaking for a few more minutes and then
I got up and started mingling again.

Before long people were coming over to me and telling me how much
fun they had and I was escorting them to the door. I knew when
people were leaving, they had clothes on. I made sure that
everyone was sober enough to drive and thanked them all for
coming. 

Mo left around eleven, and after that it was a slow but steady
exodus until just before midnight when finally it was just me and
Brad. We looked around at the huge mess that was our back yard
and I smiled and said, "Fuck it! There is nothing here that can't
wait until morning." 

We went to bed and talked about the party for a very short time
and the next thing I knew it was almost seven on a beautiful
Sunday morning and I got up and made a pot of coffee and started
cleaning up the backyard. 

Brad woke up about a half hour after I did and came down and
started to help. I yelled at him and ordered him to go in and
have some coffee and I would come in and make his breakfast. He
ignored me and in half an hour the backyard was mostly cleaned
up. 

Neither of us wanted breakfast, as it turned out. So I forced
Brad onto a stool at the kitchen island and we sipped coffee
while I started getting dishes lined up for the dishwasher.
Nearly every dish that we owned was dirty. 

Madison called about nine to say that she and Carol were coming
over in a few minutes to help. I told her that they were more
than welcome to come over, I loved their company. The work was
done though. 

Fifteen minutes later the doorbell rang and I thought it was
them. I went to the door and threw it open and there was an
attractive woman in her early forties staring at my nude body and
smiling.

I screamed and closed the door all but a few inches and speaking
through the crack I said, "I'm sorry, I was expecting someone
else. Please forgive me."

She laughed and said, "Darling, you're beautiful! There is
nothing to forgive! I'm Karen Valentino, your nearest neighbor. I
just wanted to introduce myself." 

Then she pushed the door open and held out her hand and as I
shook her hand she said, "Stop being so embarrassed. I wish that
I had the nerve to go around the house naked. I have to admit, it
looks a whole hell of a lot better on you than it would on me!"

I smiled and told her my name and invited her in for a cup of
coffee. She didn't hesitate. My nudity obviously didn't bother
her a bit. I was starting to like her already. Before I led her
to the kitchen though, I told her my husband was wearing the same
thing I was. 

She grinned and said, "Great, let's go give him a heart attack."

I said, "I like the way you think, right this way Karen."

We walked into the kitchen just as Brad was getting up to refill
the creamer. Karen cocked her eyebrow and said, "Not bad! He has
a cute little ass, doesn't he?"

Brad looked around and as he stood there like a deer caught in
the headlights I introduced him to our neighbor. He finally
grinned and said, "Hello Karen. Are you the Neighborhood Watch?"

She laughed and said, "I am now."

I heard the front door open and close and a few minutes later
Madison and Carol came in, both nude of course. I introduced them
to Karen and she said, "I am really starting to feel over dressed
now. Should I get undressed and join you, or am I interrupting
something?"

Madison said, "I can't promise that nothing will happen around
here, but this is pretty much how we dress when we visit Jan.
After the party last night I think we all need a rest though."
Then she turned to Brad and said, "Unless we can talk you into
something Brad."

Brad sipped his coffee calmly and said, "I am not in the habit of
saying no to beautiful women Madison, but after last night I have
decided to live a life of celibacy."

Madison turned to me and said, "Yeah, until after lunch!"

Karen decided to join the party and she undressed quickly and
seemed to be only slightly embarrassed. I took her clothes into
the other room and when I came back the girls were telling her
about the party. She was really surprised. She knew that we had a
party last night, she saw all the traffic, but she hadn't heard a
thing. She had no idea it was a drunken orgy.

I laughed and said, "That isn't true! No one got really drunk."

Karen and her husband had just moved here from Ohio. Her husband
was a retired lawyer and, as it turns out, the author of a book
that Brad had just finished reading about his father's
experiences in World War II. Most of the source material was a
journal that his father had kept, along with his letters home to
his family. He was fortunate because his father was still alive
and had a remarkable memory. Brad was anxious to meet her husband
and discuss the book.

We moved out to the patio and sat around talking most of the
morning. I realized as we talked that I finally had a friend next
door that I could have coffee with and gossip. 

We had a pleasant morning and after everyone finally left Brad
and I took a nap. We were still a little tired from last night.

In the afternoon we started discussing chores. We decided that
since our only expenses were utilities and the mortgage on our
old house, there was no reason why we should not hire people to
do the yard work and take care of the pool. Brad and I went
around and around for a while about hiring help with the
housework. I insisted that the housework was my only job. He said
that my time could be better spent supervising the housekeeping
and taking care of myself and keeping up with EPOD. 

He also pointed out that it would free my time up for my dance
classes, which I had been neglecting, and the volunteer work that
I was interested in doing. So I finally agreed to at least
interview some people for the job of housekeeper.

The following morning, Monday, I called Heather and asked what
the chances were of getting to see Mr. Morris this morning. She
seemed excited to hear from me and told me to come in anytime and
she would squeeze me in.

I dressed and drove the short drive to the plant. It was less
than ten minutes from our new house. I waived as I went through
the reception area and when I got to Heather's office she jumped
up and ran around her desk and hugged me. 

I didn't know what the hell that I had done now! She saw the look
on my face finally and she laughed and said, "Mr. Morris told me
what you said. I am now his Executive Assistant and as soon as I
interview for the position I will have my own secretary. Jesus
Jan! He more than doubled my salary! All because of you! He told
me what you said. Honey, if you ever need anything, just let me
know. I owe you big time."

I said, "No you don't. He already knew how much you meant to him,
how important you were around here. I didn't even have to
convince him. It just had never occurred to him to make what you
do official."

Heather laughed and said, "You know what? It never occurred to me
either! When he told me about it this morning I almost fainted,
and he told me that if it hadn't been for you it never would have
occurred to him. It wasn't that he didn't appreciate what I do.
It was just that my job has evolved so slowly over the years that
even I didn't realize how much more I do now than when I first
started working for him. I just wanted you to know that I love
you and I appreciate that you noticed and had the balls to say
something."

I shook my head and said, "It didn't take balls. Remember what
you said when I first came into this office? You were right. Mr.
Morris is a dear sweet man. Recognizing your contribution to the
company was just something that slipped through the cracks. As
soon as I said it, it was like that 'I could have had a V-8'
moment in the commercials."

Just then Mr. Morris stepped out of his office and showed a
visitor to the door. Then he turned to me and came over and
kissed me on the forehead and asked if I had come to see him. 

I told him that I had a quick suggestion if he had two minutes.

He said, "I always have time for you dear, and I want to hear all
of your suggestions."

We went into his office and now that I was here I was nervous
about what I wanted to say. He saw that and said, "What is it
Jan? You don't have to be nervous with me! What's the matter?"

I smiled and said, "I just don't want to give you the wrong
impression. I don't want to step on anyone's toes here. The thing
is, Madison and Carol and I were talking about the vacancy in the
junior VPs office and EPOD. Please, don't take this the wrong
way. What we are suggesting is not that we decide who gets
selected, or even that the selection be made on the basis of whom
would best fit into EPOD. We understand that the primary
consideration is who best would serve the company as a junior
VP."

"The thing is," I continued, "we would like to avoid having
another couple like Tim and Grace Davis or the Gordons selected
and find out that they just don't fit in and are miserable in the
position. What we are suggesting is that you narrow down your
selection list and let us feel the couples out and make sure that
they would fit in before you ask them if they would be
interested."

Mr. Morris thought about that for a minute and said, "You know,
that makes perfect sense. You may yet end up running this company
young lady."

He touched a button on his intercom and said, "Heather, would you
please give Jan a copy of the final selection list for the junior
VP position on her way out?"

Then he turned back to me and said, "Anything else?"

I smiled and said, "Not unless there is anything that I can do
for you?"

He chuckled and said, "I am still in shock over what you
accomplished this weekend." 

Then he paused and said, "Maybe there is something else that you
can do for me. This company has become one of the most productive
in the world in our field. This past year the profits have been
obscene. Since we are a privately owned company there are no
stockholders to split that money with. Much of it will be put
back into the company. There is no question that the morale in
the executive suite is extremely high, thanks in large part to
you. I would like to put some of the profits into improving
working conditions in the plant. The problem is that the only
thing that we ever find in the suggestion box is trash. My
supervisors are great at achieving high productivity. I think
they lack people skills though. What would you say if I asked you
to look around the plant and talk to some of the people and see
if there is something we can do to make this a better place to
work?"

I hadn't expected that. It almost sounded like a real job! I
thought about it and said, "I don't know that I am the right
person to do that. Lately though, everyone has been telling me
that I'm a pretty good people person. I'll give it a shot and see
what happens. This is a non-paying volunteer position though,
right? I'm not going to be an actual employee."

Mo chuckled and said, "I don't know why it is so damned hard to
give you things. Okay, if you want to work for free, that's your
choice. Tell Heather you need a plant ID. Is that all?"

I stood up and said, "Yes sir."

"Sir?" he said.

I grinned and said, "You're my boss now."

He rolled his eyes and said, "Get your beautiful ass out of
here."

I stopped at Heather's desk and picked up the list of final
candidates for junior VP and then she escorted me to the security
office to get a badge. She waited with me and I walked with her
back to the VP suite and went down to visit Jennifer.

She was so excited when she saw me that I thought she was going
to jump over her desk. She ran around and hugged me and thanked
me over and over for everything. 

I finally calmed her down and asked if everything had gone
alright and if she needed anything. She told me that she had kept
all of our old furniture and given all of hers away. Most of the
move had been clothing and it had gone without a hitch. 

I gave her a spare key I had found and the garage door opener
that had been in my car. Then I asked if I could ask her about
something that had been bothering me.

She said, "Anything!"

I was really curious, but now that it came to asking I wasn't
quite sure how to say it. She saw me blushing and she said, "I
think I know what this is about. Please Jan, don't be
embarrassed. Everyone here loves you. You have nothing to feel
embarrassed about."

I said, "I guess you have partially answered the question. I
wondered if you all knew. About us I mean, the junior VP wives."

Jennifer looked embarrassed too. She finally said, "I know it's
supposed to be a secret. We see things though, and some times
some of the guys were a little less than discreet, especially
your buddy Riggs. We talk among ourselves like good gossipers
everywhere and we pretty much pieced it together I think."

"So you know about EPOD?" I asked. 

Jennifer nodded. 

"How do you feel about it, about us, about me?"

Jennifer thought about that for a minute or two. Then she said,
"I guess we were scandalized at first. The thing is though,
except for a few people, like Mrs. Gordon and Mrs. Davis, we have
a pretty high opinion of you women. Mrs. Kennedy was always nice
to us. And Mrs. Burton is like one of us. At one time or another
she has taken us all to lunch and she never treated us like 'just
secretaries' or talked down to us. Mrs. Newman and Mrs. Grant
too, they were always nice to us. I guess how we felt about them,
and what we came to understand that they were doing has always
been based more on our relationship with them than on their
participation in EPOD. Some of us even thought that it would be
pretty exciting."

"You have to know, though," she continued, "that everyone here
loves you. They all know what you did for me and they see how
nice you are. We certainly all appreciate you for getting rid of
Mr. Riggs. We were all afraid of that... of him."

"I believe bastard was the word you were looking for," I said.

She grinned and said, "Jan, we know about EPOD. Nobody cares. We
know that the men selected for those positions are selected
because they are good at what they do. God knows, Mr. Gordon and
Mr. Davis are proof of that! I suppose that at first we may have
had some less than favorable opinions when we figured out what
was going on. Not now though. All of us are very fond of the
wives of our bosses, and we are fond of our bosses. They are all
good men and they are all good women. We are proud to work here
and if anyone ever says anything bad about you I'll kick their
ass!"

I guess that was the answer I was hoping for. Well, except for
the kick ass part. I left the plant and called the rest of my
gang of four. We agreed to meet at my house after lunch to
discuss how to approach our screening process for the new junior
VP.

I had a light lunch and called an employment agency and told them
that I was interested in hiring a fulltime housekeeper. They
asked me what qualities I was looking for and I had already
thought about that. I told them that the two most important
things I was interested in were that she should have a good sense
of humor and she should be impossible to shock.

The lady that I was talking to said that those were not the most
requested attributes when she talked to prospective employers,
but she would look through her applications and see what she
could cull out.

Madison, Carol and Midge arrived over the next few minutes and we
had some iced tea out by the pool. Before we got to the business
at hand I was able to get the names of a good landscape gardener
and a pool man from Midge. 

I brought out the list of candidates for the open junior VP
position and we went over it. There were only five couples on the
list and we had all met them at various company functions, though
none of us knew them well. We discussed tactics and decided that
we should start with the wives. 

We thought it would be best to meet them for lunch somewhere and
see how that went before we started fishing for the perfect
couple. We didn't know that any of them were especially uptight
and we didn't have any favorites from the names on the list, so
we just started calling with the first name on the list. The
first wife that we were able to reach was the second name on the
list. We had Madison do the talking. We didn't want the luncheon
invitation to come from Midge, a wife of a senior vice president,
or from me since I was getting some kind of weird reputation.

Claire answered and we made a date for lunch with her tomorrow at
a nice downtown restaurant with sidewalk seating. The food was
good there and we enjoyed the atmosphere.

Madison called the remaining names on the list and we set up
luncheons for the other three wives over the next week. She said
that she would get in touch with the first name that hadn't been
home later.

We all had things to do the rest of the day, so we didn't have
any time to play. After I saw them out I was just about to call
the pool man when the employment agency called and asked if they
could send someone over. The agent I had spoken with earlier said
that she had a woman in mind that might be just what I was
looking for. 

I told her to send the woman over and then I sat and tried to
figure out what I would say to her when she got here. I wasn't
looking forward to this!

I called Midge's pool guy and he promised to come by and talk to
me and tell me what he would do and how much it would cost me. I
called the landscaper and left a message and then I sat in the
kitchen and tried to figure out how to find out if someone's wife
would be happy in EPOD, and along the same vein, how do you find
out if a prospective housekeeper has a problem with the
occasional orgy.

I had not yet had any drop in visits from the VPs, but that was
only because I had been off limits until Friday because of my
bruises and they had been well taken care of at the party on
Saturday. They would start dropping by again soon and I would
have to explain that to a housekeeper. This was all Brad's fault!
I should make him hire her.

Mrs. Rivers arrived and I let her in. She was just as much in awe
of the house as everyone else, myself included. She was an
attractive woman in her mid to late thirties. I had this picture
in my mind of a housekeeper being a heavyset woman in her
fifties, so all of a sudden I was even more at a disadvantage.

We went into the kitchen and I poured us both a glass of iced tea
and then I asked her to tell me about herself. She had a resume,
but I preferred hearing it from her. 

Her name was Helen Rivers. She was a widow. Her husband was an
Army Sergeant that was killed in Iraq. Her only child, a
daughter, was in her freshman year at an out of state university
and she had sold their house and was about to move into a small
apartment. She had never worked outside of the house a day in her
life until her husband went to Iraq and she never finished High
School. So her employment opportunities were limited. She was,
however, a perfectionist when it came to house cleaning. It was
what she could do and she did it well.

She had worked for a cleaning service for a couple of years and
the money wasn't bad, but the job was unsatisfying and the pay
was inconsistent. She wanted steady work and a little more job
satisfaction.

I looked at the folder that she had brought me and the letters
from her previous employers raved about her. She sounded good,
now for the hard part.

I tried, as delicately as possible, to tell her that if I hired
her I would not expect her to do all of the work. She could hire
someone to help her. It was a very big house. She insisted that
wouldn't be necessary. I told her that we could talk about that
later. 

There was an uncomfortable silence then while I tried to figure
out how to get to the heart of the matter when she asked, "Is
something wrong? Is there a problem with my file or did I say
something I shouldn't have?"

I guess it was her directness that strengthened my resolve. I
said, "No, I am impressed. I think that you are just what I am
looking for. There is still one possible problem. If you offend
easily, if you are a nice, church going lady, you won't like
working for me, and it is best if we find that out now."

She was quiet again for a minute and then she said, "I'm not
quite sure what it is that you are afraid to ask me. If you are
this embarrassed then I assume that it must have something to do
with sex. Maybe it would help if I opened up a little. You have
to promise me that you won't repeat any of this."

I smiled and said, "No matter what you tell me Mrs. Rivers, I
guarantee that when it is my turn I am going to knock your socks
off."

"Please," she said, "call me Helen." 

I said, "Hi Helen, please call me Jan."

She grinned and said, "Probably not. Here goes. My husband and I
were....I guess you would call us swingers. We didn't do what
they call wife swapping. Instead, we had threesomes, whenever he
was in the country. It was always with another man. A few times
it was more than three, but usually just three, my husband and
one other man. I love sex, we both did, and I miss it terribly.
If that gets back to the agency I will be in a lot of trouble. I
really went out on a limb here. So, Mrs. Pittman, knock my socks
off."

It was my turn. I took a deep breath and said, "We used to have
threesomes. God, they were so exciting! What I do now is
different though. First of all, I almost never wear clothes
around the house. If you start working here that won't change. My
friends come over a lot, and they don't wear clothes much either.
Most of my friends are women, and when we are in the mood we do
more than talk. We are very good friends."

I was watching her closely, and she seemed to be a lot more than
tolerant. She seemed quite fascinated. She said, "I have never
been with another woman, yet."

"That wasn't the 'socks off' part though," I continued. "This
part, you have to promise to keep quiet."

She smiled and crossed her heart and I took a deep breath and
said, "I am in a small secret little society of women that is
available for sex to a select group of men, whenever and wherever
they choose. Men will be dropping by the house from time to time
and I will have sex with them. I am not a prostitute, at least
not in the strictest sense. I am not doing it for money and I
don't get paid. In case you are wondering, yes my husband knows
about it, it turns him on, and yes, I love it."

Mrs. Rivers smiled and said, "Jesus! I'm going to love working
here!"

I looked at her to see if she was kidding and I was relieved to
see that she was serious.

"You're serious!" I exclaimed.

"Mrs. Pittman, you sound like a trip! I am dead serious."

This was too good to be true, and on my first try! I had a sudden
inspiration and I asked, "Have you already leased a new
apartment?"

She shook her head and I stood up and said, "Follow me." 

We went out through the kitchen to the rooms in the back of the
house that I had thought that I would never use. The house came
with an attached mother-in-law suite/maid's quarters off of the
kitchen. The suite consisted of a large living room, a large
bedroom and a very large bathroom. It was fully furnished, just
as lavishly as the rest of the house. It even had a large plasma
TV. I showed her around and asked her if she would like to live
there.

She replied, "This is beautiful, but I can't afford what you
would have to subtract from my salary to pay for it."

I said, "I am new at this Mrs. Rivers. I have always done my own
housekeeping. I don't know much about how to have someone help me
and to be honest, my husband is forcing me to hire someone. I had
every intention of doing it myself."

"You poor dear," she said with a teasing note in her voice. "You
aren't going to stand for that are you?"

Good, I thought, she has a sense of humor!

I smiled and said, "Well at least you agree with me that it is
abuse!"

"I think we have the hard stuff out of the way. Let's try the
easy stuff again." I held out my hand and said, "Helen, my name
is Jan."

We shook hands and I said, "I want to hire you. We will have to
work out what your job is, unless you want to tell me and get
this over with. I also don't know how much to pay you. So did you
have a salary in mind?"

She said, "Can I take a look at the house first and see what I'm
dealing with?"

Another "V-8" moment! Of course she would have to see the house
first! I led her around and pointed out all of the rooms that we
didn't use, but would still require cleaning. I pointed out the
spare bedrooms that I had set aside for partying which might
require extra attention. I told her again that I didn't expect
her to do it all by herself, but she insisted and asked if I
wanted her to do the cooking as well.

I gawked at her, I hadn't even considered that! I thought about
the additional tasks that Mo wanted me to take on and my dance
class and the volunteer work that I had promised myself I was
going to start this year. I could do all that now!

We had made it back to the kitchen and I poured us another tea
and sat on the stool at the kitchen island. I looked at her and
said, "Okay, I'm dreaming this, right? I went to sleep a middle
class fourteen year old virgin in a small town a couple of states
west of here and now I am dreaming, right?"

Helen said, "If you are dreaming that means we are sleeping
together. That isn't possible. I have never slept with another
woman."

I grinned and said, "Don't knock it if you haven't tried it. I
hadn't either, until a short time ago. It turns out I have a real
gift."

"I'm not knocking it," she answered quickly. "I'm just saying I
haven't had the chance to try it, yet."

"Okay Helen, I want you. What is a fair salary, and yes, I want
you to cook. I have been getting better, but most of my meals are
still dorm food."

She thought about it and said, "I have wanted a position like
this. It is what I have been looking for, and you and your
husband sound like a lot of fun. I know life here won't be dull.
I suspect that, without the living quarters this job in a house
this size would be worth eight hundred to a thousand a week if I
didn't hire help, and I don't intend to. I suppose it would be
fair to deduct about twenty-five percent of that for room and
board. I am guessing. Perhaps you should discuss this with the
people at the employment agency."

That made sense, I didn't want to pay her less than she deserved.
I called them and told them what we had agreed upon and they said
that based upon the size of my home that was more than fair. So I
told them that I had employed Mrs. Rivers and after I arranged to
pay their fee I told Helen that she was hired for four thousand a
month and the room was on me. 

She said that she could start yesterday and would move in right
away, unless I objected. I gave her a key and one of the garage
door openers and told her that I would leave it to Brad to take
care of the paperwork and arrange for health insurance and Social
Security and all of that stuff.

Then I hugged her and said, "Welcome home." She looked at me for
a moment and then suddenly she was smiling and crying at the same
time! 

I asked her if she wanted any help moving and she shook her head
and said that all she had was some clothes, a lot of pictures and
her books. 

Good, I thought. A book person, I get along better with book
people. 

She started out, but then turned back and asked, "Are you going
to want me to work in the nude?"

I smiled and said, "I won't require it. You are more than welcome
to. Would you like to?"

She thought about that for a minute and then she said, "I think I
might."

She went back to her house and got her things and I took off my
clothes and went for a swim.

I had just gotten out of the pool when the doorbell rang again. I
didn't throw it open this time, without looking first to see who
was there. It was the pool man that I had called, and he was
cute!

I opened the door and he gaped at me as I stood there naked. I
smiled and said, "Hi, come on in. I'll show you the pool."

He managed to smile at me and in a very enthusiastic voice he
said, "I'd follow you anywhere!"

Good attitude. I led the way through the house to the back yard
and he looked at what we had and then he leered at me and said,
"Very nice."

Cheesy, but he was cute enough to pull it off. He told me what
services he offered and what his rates were and since I had
gotten such a glowing recommendation from Midge I hired him on
the spot. I knew, though, that if Midge had recommended him so
highly it was for more than being cute. I looked him over, he was
standing there in a small, spandex bathing suit and an open sport
shirt, and I realized immediately what it was Midge liked about
him. He had a very large lump in his pants. 

I smiled and stepped closer and ran my hand over that salami like
bulge in his pants and said, "I think I see why Midge recommended
you."

He wasn't the least bit phased by my hand on his semi hard cock.
He just looked down at me and began tracing my body with his
fingertip and said, "Oh, you are a friend of Mrs. Burton! She is
one of my favorite customers."

I said, "I can't imagine why."

His finger had begun tracing my breast and lightly teasing my
nipples and the shivers were running right down my spine. He
leaned forward and kissed me lightly and said, "You don't have to
imagine. Let me show you why."

He led me to a nearby lounge chair and made me comfortable and
began to kiss me all over. He had a very light, teasing touch
that I really enjoyed and I just closed my eyes and let him
explore. 

He was very patient and took his time and damn he was good! He
licked and kissed his way down my body and then he did something
for me that I had done for others but never had done for me
before. He lifted my legs and began kissing and licking my butt.
I had seen how the people that I had done this for reacted and I
knew that it was pleasant. It turns out I had no idea! 

When his tongue touched my asshole for the first time I nearly
jumped right out of my skin. I had never felt anything like it.
My body shook with pleasure and I gripped his wrists with all of
my might and bit my bottom lip to keep from screaming right out
loud.

He concentrated there for several minutes and I actually had an
orgasm from being licked there! He moved his tongue up to my
pussy then and I had several more nice orgasms before he lowered
my legs and for the first time I realized that he had undressed!
I have no idea when he did that! 

It was a good thing that Mike had selected such sturdy furniture,
because he (if he had told me his name I had forgotten it) easily
slid me back up into the lounge chair and moved over me.

I reached between us and guided his large cock to my very hungry
pussy and closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations as his cock
slid slowly into me. This guy didn't rely on looks or the size of
his cock though. He really knew how to please a woman. He kissed
me and touched me and started fucking me slowly, building and
building until I was having a back scratching, shoulder biting
orgasm under him.

He stopped when I was finished and just rested over me, letting
his cock go soft inside of me. I hadn't even been aware that he
was having an orgasm. I was so self-aware, so wrapped up in the
sensations that this guy was causing to course through my body in
waves, that I didn't even realize he had cum.

He finally pulled out and sat up and I sat up and put my arms
around him. "I think I owe Midge a thank you card," I said. I
looked at the scratches on his back and touched them lightly. I
said, "I'm sorry, I got carried away. I hope you aren't
married."

He grinned and said, "No ma'am. I couldn't get married and give
up all of this."

This guy was not much older than me. My twenty-third birthday was
coming up and I doubt if he was older than twenty-five, if he was
that. Some nice woman had trained him well!

I looked down at myself. He may have cum quietly, but there was
no question that he had cum. There was a large puddle on the
cushion between my thighs. I stood up and wiped myself with a
towel and then I used it to clean his very nice cock. He put his
suit back on and I offered him a drink, but he had to leave. He
would be coming back though, every Tuesday and every Friday. I
showed him out and then I went and took a shower.

When I got downstairs, Helen was in the kitchen. She was
familiarizing herself with the contents of the cupboards and she
was nude! She looked up when I came in and smiled.

I grinned at her and said, "You are beautiful! Brad is going to
like having a housekeeper."

Helen smiled and said, "Maybe I should get one of those little
maid caps, just so no one gets confused."

We talked for a while. I told her what Brad's schedule was and
when he would want supper. I told her what foods we didn't like,
but there wasn't much. Brad wasn't real fond of fish, but would
eat it now and then. Neither of us are big fans of broccoli or
green or red peppers. Other than that we eat pretty much
anything. I told her that I would insist on her eating her meals
with us. If she was going to live here she was going to be part
of the family. She acted like she felt that was inappropriate,
but I knew that she was lonely and besides, I like her.

It was too early to start supper so I went with her to her suite
and sat on the bed while she put her clothes away. She had
enjoyed a pretty interesting life with her husband in the Army.
They had lived in Hawaii and Germany and the Philippines and
visited many more places. She had seen most of Europe during
their two tours of duty in Germany. It sounded pretty exciting.

Their sex life though, had been even more exciting. She told me
some of her stories about the threesomes that they had shared and
we were both getting pretty turned on. When she came over to
close up the suitcase she had been unpacking I put my hand on her
arm and said, "You never got a chance to play with another
woman?"

She shook her head.

"Would you like to?" I asked. "It is not a condition of your
employment. If you feel like it would made you uncomfortable, or
if you think you would be uncomfortable afterwards, just say so.
If you are curious, I think you are beautiful, and I would like
to be your first."

She put the suitcase on the floor and stood in front of me and
said, "I don't even know what to do." 

I smiled and said, "That's easy. You do what you want. You don't
do what you don't want. It's all about feeling good, giving and
receiving pleasure. I bet it's been a long time since you had any
pleasure."

I stood up and put my arms around her and she tentatively put her
arms around me. "It feels strange. I feel your breasts against
mine."

"Good strange?" I asked.

She hesitated for a moment and then said, "Yeah, good strange."

I pulled her a little closer and began kissing her gently. It
felt strange for me too. Unless you count when I take charge and
rape Mr. Morris I was never the aggressor. It struck me that I
was seducing this beautiful, shy woman. I was the aggressor, I
was taking charge. 

We kissed and I began to explore her body for a few minutes
before I turned her around and guided her onto the bed. I lay
down beside her and started gently making love to her. I could
tell that she enjoyed it. Her breathing was becoming rapid
quickly, and her nipples were erect. She had her eyes closed and
I kissed her again and said, "Does it still feel strange?"

She smiled and said, "It still feels good."

I kissed my way down her body and really took my time and tried
to make it special for her. I knew that it had been nearly two
years since she had been with her husband, and that she had not
been with anyone since he was killed. She probably masturbated,
and that was fine, but masturbation will never replace the loving
touch of another human being.

I kissed my way down to her pussy. Her pubic hair was
surprisingly long, and it was the softest pubic hair that I had
yet encountered. It was as soft and straight as a baby's hair!

I began to kiss around her pussy and she slowly spread her legs
and relaxed and enjoyed it. She started moaning and her hips were
flexing uncontrollably as my tongue started teasing around her
moist entrance. Giving someone this much pleasure always turns me
on so much, almost as much as it was turning her on. I certainly
wasn't detached, but I watched her face and I watched the flush
spread down across her chest as the pleasure overtook her and as
I began to eat her sweet pussy I reached up with one hand and
teased her nipples and she was becoming more and more vocal as I
brought her closer to orgasm.

Just before she came she reached down and put her hands on my
head and held me in place and then she screamed and her hips
thrashed and I held on tight as she had an earthshaking orgasm. I
almost came from watching her!

I eased off as she settled back down onto the bed and fought to
regain control. I had stopped licking for the moment and was just
kissing her flat stomach and her thighs as she quivered and
groaned under me.

As she regained her composure she started whispering, "Oh my
god!" over and over.

I smiled and started kissing closer and closer to her pussy again
and when I could tell that the hypersensitivity had passed I
started teasing her pussy with my tongue again and she was
quickly at the top of another wave of pleasure and riding my
mouth to one more fantastic orgasm. 

She came loudly again and then she gently pushed my head away and
said, "Please, stop, I can't stand it anymore."

I moved up beside her then and held her in my arms and she
wrapped her arms around me and said, "I'm thirty-six years old.
My life is half over. Fuck! Someone should have told me! Jesus,
you are fantastic."

I kissed her and said, "Thank you. I know just how you feel. I
just found out how great it is too.  You realize though, this is
sexual harassment in the workplace."

She grinned and said, "If you promise to do it again I promise
not to report you."

"Promise," I said. "I think you are going to fit into this
strange household just fine."

She hugged me closer and said, "Yes, I think so too. I was afraid
I was going to feel uncomfortable afterwards. I don't, I feel, I
don't know, exhilarated? I also feel like it's your turn."

"That's okay," I said. "Enjoy the afterglow. We can do me next
time. I have a feeling that after my husband gets home I'm going
to get rewarded for hiring you."

We held each other quietly for a few minutes and then she said,
"Jan, what about your husband? Will I be having sex with your
husband? Do you want me to?"

I said, "You can if you want. I won't mind. If you would rather
not, I promise, he won't rape you."

She was quiet for a little longer and then she said, "I haven't
been with a man in a long time. I miss it. I don't want to upset
you though."

"It wouldn't bother me in the least, as long as I don't come home
and find my clothes sitting on the doorstep. If you promise not
to steal my man you can play with him as much as you like. We
could even try a threesome and see how you like it. And I have
noticed that lately, when I give a party, everyone gets lucky. I
don't see any reason why you shouldn't have a share of that."

"Damn! I never even imagined a job like this! And I have a pretty
dirty mind!"

I noticed that it was time to start supper and I said, "Come on,
we better get supper started. I wouldn't want Brad to come home
and have to beat us."

She looked at me with a real funny look and I laughed and said,
"Just kidding! Brad is a pussycat."

I helped with supper, a little. Helen wouldn't let me do much. It
worked out for the best though. She is an excellent cook.

When Brad got home I met him at the door with a drink and took
his arm and escorted him in. I introduced him to Helen, but he
still didn't know that she worked and lived here now. He just
assumed that she was one of my naked friends. I didn't tell him
until after he had changed clothes and we had sat down for
supper.

He laughed when he found out and said, "Leave it to you to find a
beautiful, naked housekeeper! How the hell do you do it?"

I grinned and said, "That's nothing, you should see the pool boy
I hired!"

After we ate Brad said, "I don't want to hurt your feelings Jan,
but that was a fantastic supper! We should have hired someone
years ago."

I faked a pout and said, "I thought you liked dorm food!"

Helen absolutely refused to let me help her clean up, but I took
the dishes out to the kitchen anyway. While she was cleaning up
we sat at the kitchen island and she told us a little more about
herself. We also told her more about our past. She got a kick out
of how I used to undress in front of my bedroom window to tease
him when we were kids.

We all went skinny dipping after the kitchen was cleaned up. I
noticed that Helen was impressed with Brad's cock and she tried
hard not to stare.

While we were floating around I told Brad about my meeting with
Mo this morning and asked him if he knew any of the five couples
that were on the list. 

He said that he knew all of the men, though not well. He did have
the impression that Jeremy Williams was a bit of a stuffed shirt,
but it was just a first impression and it wouldn't be fair to him
if I didn't make my own evaluation.

I think that I had pretty much covered the business for the day.
Now it was time to relax. I moved over to the side of the pool
beside Helen and said, "Guess what Helen did today?"

Brad knew by my teasing tone that something was up and he came
closer and said, "With you? There is no way of knowing. I hope
you didn't blow up anything in town."

I smiled and said, "No, but there were some minor explosions in
Helen's bed this afternoon. She had her first experience with
another woman."

Helen blushed, but didn't seem upset.

Brad looked at Helen and said, "I'm sorry. My wife has taken
advantage of you, hasn't she?"

Helen chuckled and said, "Actually, I believe the advantage was
mine. She is very good at it."

I put my arm around Helen and said, "We had a lot of fun this
afternoon. There was something missing though, and I was hoping
you would help us out."

Helen was very embarrassed now. She didn't know where to look and
she was red as a beet. Brad moved closer and asked, "How do you
feel about that Helen. Do you want to do this, or is my slutty
wife putting words in your mouth?"

She glanced at me, then turned to Brad and said, "She is right.
No matter how good she is, there is something that I have really
been missing since my husband left for Iraq. I know that I am a
lot older than you and next to your beautiful young wife I must
not be very sexy, but Jesus, I have not had a good fuck in years,
and I'm a woman who has always loved a good fuck."

Brad moved closer, close enough that his hardening cock was
gently resting against her belly and he said, "You need to work
on your self esteem. You are gorgeous and sexy and being a couple
of years older does not appear to have had any effect on that. If
Jan is as beautiful as you in a few years when she is
thirty-something, I just might renew our marriage license."

Brad moved closer and put his arms around Helen and she put her
arms around him and kissed him passionately. I saw how much she
wanted him, how much she needed to be made love to by a man, and
it was really exciting.

Brad held her tight and began walking out of the pool. She
wrapped her legs around his waist and they kissed as he carried
her up the steps. I ran ahead and laid a cushion on the grass for
them and then I got the hell out of the way. I went and poured
myself a glass of wine and sat on the patio while Brad made love
to our new housekeeper.

I had been fortunate enough recently to be able to watch a lot of
people have sex. I found that I was becoming quite the voyeur. I
really loved watching. It excited me. It was even more exciting
when it was someone I knew well and liked, or loved. I don't care
what the rules are, sex is sexy and I love to see my husband
enjoy himself. 

They made love for a long time. Brad has a gift when it comes to
sexual stamina. He made love to Helen in a half a dozen positions
and she came over and over and I was glad that we only had one
close neighbor, because she was pretty loud sometimes.

I could tell that Brad had finally reached the point of no return
and as he was cumming I got up and went over and stretched out
beside them. I waited until Brad kissed Helen and rolled onto his
back and I took her into my arms and said, "He's good isn't he?"

Her eyes were just slits and she had a huge grin on her face. She
groaned and said, "Good? Hell no he isn't 'good'! Oh Jan, thank
you. I needed that so badly. Listen, about my pay, never mind. I
don't need money now."

I laughed and said, "You aren't going to be too embarrassed to
work here now are you? All the sex and nudity won't be a problem
will it?"

As I talked I was moving my fingers lightly over her body and she
was shivering with pleasure. 

She finally opened her eyes and said, "I love both of you. I
wonder how hard it would be to adopt, now that I'm single
again."

Brad moved closer on the other side of Helen and we kissed her
and gently caressed her beautiful body for a long time. I was
pretty turned on, but I could see that Brad was done for the
night. He had given Helen his all. I wasn't worried though, I
didn't expect I would have to stay horny long. I seemed to be a
sex magnet lately.

The next morning I got up and started downstairs half asleep to
make Brad's breakfast while he took a shower. I was almost
halfway down the stairs and smelling coffee before I remembered
that we had a cook now. I smiled and went in and said good
morning and poured myself a cup of coffee.

Helen asked me what I wanted for breakfast and I held up my cup
of coffee. I told her what Brad liked and she was making his
breakfast while we talked. She thanked me for last night and I
assured her that it had been my pleasure. I told her to think of
it as a pre-payment for not getting upset at the weird things
that happened around here. 

She laughed and said, "No Mrs. Pittman..."

"Jan! Call me Jan or you are fired," I insisted.

She rolled her eyes and said, "No Jan, you don't have to pay me
extra for those weird things, you should be deducting."

Brad came down just as his breakfast was ready and Helen had it
on the table for him as he came into the room.

He ate quickly and then sat back and looked at Helen and me as he
finished his coffee. He grinned at me and said, "I must have been
very good in a past life to be able to live like this now. Look
at this, a perfect breakfast and two beautiful naked ladies to
look at while I eat. I must have been a saint!"

I went over and hugged him and kissed the top of his head and
said, "Yeah, a horny Saint Bernard."

He got up and gave me a hug and a kiss and thanked Helen for the
perfect breakfast and went out and caught his ride. I poured
another cup of coffee and refilled Helen's cup too and forced her
to join me and relax for a little while. 

When she was seated I said, "I have a problem with you already."

She looked like I had just slapped her and I felt bad for teasing
her like that.

I quickly said, "It's not your fault. You are perfect! It is just
that it isn't even eight in the morning yet and I have nothing to
do. I have a luncheon scheduled this afternoon. What do I do
until then?"

She looked at me and said, "That was NOT funny!"

"Yeah," I responded. "I felt guilty as soon as I saw your face.
Sorry. I guess I'll get dressed and go in and snoop around the
plant for a while."

So I did. I drove over and parked in the usual place, but instead
of going into the front offices I went around back and walked out
towards one of the plant buildings. I stood outside and looked at
the three long, wide, tall metal buildings where most of the real
work was done. They were loud and I imagined that they were
terrible places to spend the day. 

Half way down the side of the building was a door and a picnic
area where the employees could step out and either get some fresh
air on their breaks or pollute their lungs with cigarettes if
they preferred. There were eight or ten people sitting around
relaxing on the picnic tables there and I walked over and said
hello. 

Everyone looked at me suspiciously, as if I were some kind of spy
or something. I introduced myself and asked them to relax. I
wasn't there to get anyone in trouble. I explained that I just
wanted to see if there was anything that could be done to make
working conditions at the plant better, make it a nicer place to
work.

One of the younger men said, "Yeah babe, an hour with you would
do it for me!"

They all looked shocked that he had the nerve to say that, but
they all looked at me to see how I reacted.

I admit, I hadn't expected that response. I laughed and said,
"It's funny you should suggest that. That was my suggestion to
Mr. Morris, but he said it might kill you and he couldn't
endanger his employees like that."

There were a few muted chuckles and I added, "It's a shame too,
you're so damned cute."

I stepped up on the picnic table seat and sat down on the table
and flashed my panties at him as I sat down. I was staring right
at him while I did it. He knew it wasn't an accident. So did the
three guys sitting with him at his table. 

I said, "Now that we have decided that I'm going to let you live,
I'm serious about improving working conditions. Do any of you
have any ideas that don't involve getting laid?"

One of the women laughed and said, "You don't seriously expect
him to be able to think after that shot of leg you just gave him
do you?"

I smiled and said, "I got his attention didn't I?"

We finally got serious and started talking about working
conditions. They all agreed that the pay here was very good. Not
that they would turn down a raise if it were offered. There were
some things about the job that were unpleasant, but unavoidable,
hence the nice paycheck. The biggest problem that they had was
the heat. It was a very hot process and there was no way to make
the plant cold enough to compensate for that.

I thought about that for a minute and I remembered something that
I had seen in one of Brad's motorcycle catalogs. It was a cooling
vest that kept your trunk cool when you rode in the summer. I
asked them if they had tried it and they had never even heard of
it.

I suggested that we get a few of them and try them out and see if
they actually worked. They all volunteered to test them and I got
their names and sizes and told them that I would order them
tomorrow and come back when they came in. I also gave them my
phone number and asked them to talk to their friends and see if
they could think of anything else.

I also told the young man that had suggested that an hour with me
would make his day that if he called it had best be with a
suggestion that I could share with my husband.

He rolled his eyes and said, "Damn! I was already planning what I
was going to say!"

I sat and waited while they went back to work and a few minutes
later a dozen more people came out for a break. The crew I had
been talking to must have had enough time to tell them that I was
okay, because they came out ready to hear what I had to say, and
ready to talk.

I got several suggestions about small irritants that could be
fixed for little or nothing, and they too wanted to try out the
cooling vests.

Since there were different processes taking place in the three
different buildings I asked if the problems were the same in each
step of the process. They weren't, but most of them had worked in
all three buildings and I got a few more suggestions. I noticed
that these people all liked their jobs, or at least liked where
they worked. The things they came up with were little things that
would cost nothing, or next to nothing. 

I thanked them for their time and their suggestions and headed
for lunch. I got to the caf early and got a table for five and
ordered a drink. Midge showed up soon after and we tried to
figure out how to ask a woman we didn't know if she liked to fuck
men she wasn't married to on a more or less regular basis. We
came up with some really wild suggestions and really cracked
ourselves up. We were getting some funny looks from the people
around us, but we were having fun, fuck 'em!

Madison and Carol showed up together. I'm starting to wonder if
those two are actually living together. They hadn't even taken
their seats when Claire showed up. We had all met a couple of
times at company functions, but none of us had done much more
than said hello to her.

Claire was curious about why we had invited her to lunch out of
the blue and I wasn't sure what to say. Midge said, "You and your
husband are thought to have a good future with the company and we
thought that we should get to know you better. We have a chance
to get together at all of those company functions, but people
don't really talk there."

It started out pretty uncomfortable and it never got better.
Unfortunately, it didn't get any better throughout the week as we
met with the other wives either. The worst was Jeremy William's
wife Vanessa. God save me from holy rollers! There didn't seem to
be anything that she didn't disapprove of.

We had one candidate left and so far our only recommendation was
don't invite the Williams family into the program.

I didn't hold out much hope for the last woman that we were to
interview the following Monday. Her name, I swear, was Chastity!

The four of us were pretty depressed as we considered the report
we would have to give to Mr. Morris. We had a few jokes at
Chastity's expense, and then we decided to go to my place and
wrap ourselves around a pitcher of Long Island iced tea. 

There were four of us caravanning to my house in three cars and I
was chuckling all the way because I purposefully hadn't mentioned
that I had a housekeeper now. When they saw her they were going
to freak. I called ahead and asked Helen to make us some Long
Island ice tea and put out five glasses. 

She asked me if she should dress and I said, "Definitely not. You
are going to blow their minds!"

She chuckled and said, "That's why I took the job."

At the house I waited for them to park behind me and then I had
them precede me to the door. Helen had heard us pull up and when
we got to the door she opened it and smiled at my very shocked
friends and said, "Welcome home Mrs. Pittman, your drinks are
ready on the patio."

Everyone had come to a screeching halt when they saw Helen and I
cracked up. Finally I said, "Ladies, I want you to meet my new
housekeeper and very good friend, Helen."

We went through the house and the girls all got undressed on the
patio and the five of us got comfortable and sipped our drinks
and talked like schoolgirls. I had another surprise scheduled
soon. The pool man should show up in about half an hour.

I hadn't been home when he came on Tuesday and after he had
cleaned the pool and checked the chemicals Helen had tipped him
for is great service. We figured that guy must get laid more than
any other man in the state. 

We talked for a while about the four women that we had met for
lunch this week. It had gotten easier as the week passed. We had
become less awkward at finding out what we wanted to know about
the girls and a little about their husbands. We had also gotten
better at fending off their questions with nonspecific answers. 

We expected them to want to put up a good front and try to
impress us, but we had thought that we were good enough judges of
character and human behavior that we could get a peek at their
real character. Our opinions of three of the women we had spoken
with so far were, "boring", and Mrs. Williams should be locked up
for her own safety.

After we had exhausted that subject we talked about Helen. I told
the girls that I had gotten her cherry and after she blushed her
way through that conversation she told us about how she had
molested the pool boy.

Midge smiled all over and said, "Isn't he fantastic! God, If Dave
would let me I would have a live in pool boy. That young man is
so fucking hot!" It was almost like she was wagging her tail!

Speaking of the devil, just then he opened the side gate and came
in. He looked over and saw us and apologized for interrupting. He
asked me if he should come back later and I said, "Most
definitely not! Come in and shut the gate."

As he came closer he recognized Midge and said hello and then he
was introduced to Madison and Carol. He looked around the table
at the five naked women and shook his head and said, "I'm not
sure that I can work like this. There is only so much a guy can
take."

Midge said, "If it gets to be too big of a problem Tony, I'm sure
that someone here can help you with it."

We watched as he went about his business and we also watched as
the bulge in his tight little bathing trunks grew as he worked. 

While he was exciting to watch, we all agreed that it was only
fair that Helen enjoy tipping him. With our participation in
EPOD, and having oversexed husbands at home, we didn't want to
deprive her. Helen blushed and said, "Ladies, I appreciate that,
and in this instance I do take charity."

When Tony was finished he came over to the table and asked if
there was anything else that he could do for us. Helen stood up
and said, "My new friends are a lot more open than I am and would
probably throw you down on one of these chairs and take advantage
of you. I am kind of new at this, so let's go to my room and let
me see about your tip."

Tony bowed graciously and said, "Your wish is my command."

After she was gone I said, "I'm going to have to work on her
shyness."

Carol and Madison commented extensively on the sausage in his
trunks but I had something else I wanted to ask about. I turned
to Midge and said, "It has been a couple of weeks since we went
to that club of yours. I was thinking that it would be fun to go
again. This time, though, I thought it might be fun to invite
Carol and Madison."

Carol asked, "What club?"

Midge smiled and said, "You know, that might be fun at that. Let
me suggest it to Dave. We all know how much he hates sex, but we
might be able to talk him into it."

Carol asked, "What club?"

"Good," I said. "I had a ball."

Carol asked, "What club? Am I the only one that can hear me?!"

Midge smiled at Carol and said, "It's a secret."

The girls started leaving not long after Tony left. I noticed
that the one thing that nobody talked about was EPOD. I hadn't
heard from any of the VPs all week and I wondered if that was
normal. I hoped that they weren't tired of me already! Nobody
seemed to talk about that though, so I didn't bring it up. 

The weekend passed very slowly. I didn't mean that in a bad way.
Brad and I had fun being together. We went for a ride and looked
through some used book stores, but it was strange not having yard
work and housework to do. 

I am not quite sure how Helen was doing it. She didn't seem to
work very hard, but the house was immaculate and every meal was a
treat. 

On Monday I went in and met with Mo. I had laid out a list of
suggestions that I had gotten from the people in the plant. He
was a little surprised. Most of them were just inexpensive or
even cost saving ways of removing minor annoyances. The only one
that had a real price tag was the cooling vests. He told me he
would talk to Heather and have them ordered immediately. 

After I went over my list I suggested that a mid-morning blowjob
would be nice. He almost turned me down, but then he thought
better of it and I undressed and helped him pull his pants off.
As soon as he was comfortable in one of the big leather chairs I
started kissing and licking his thighs and working my way up to
his balls. 

It was really great to watch his big cock start twitching and
growing before I got anywhere near it. This was so much more fun
without the fear that he couldn't get it up. I licked and sucked
his balls for a few minutes and then I lifted his legs up over
the arms of the chair and licked his ass for a few minutes. By
the time I lowered his legs to the floor again his cock was as
hard as a rock.

I licked my way up to the tip of his cock and then I wrapped my
lips around the head tightly and slid them slowly down, all the
way to the base. 

As my lips touched the base of his cock and the top two or three
inches of his cock were nestled in my throat he gasped and said,
"Jesus Christ Jan! I don't know how you do that, but damn that
feels so fucking good!"

I moaned around his cock, I knew he liked that, and then I
started moving my mouth up and down for a few minutes before I
put my finger in his ass. I knew that once I did that it would be
over quickly, and I didn't want to end too quickly.

This was getting easier the more often I did it. My eyes were not
all filled up with tears now and I could see the look of pure
pleasure on his strong face. He was a very handsome man and I
could see in his eyes how much he loved me and how much he
appreciated what I had done for him, and was doing for him, and
it made me feel warm all over.

He reached out and moved his hand over my hair and pushed it out
of my face as he watched me and I could see that he was getting
close. I put my finger on the side of his cock so that I could
wet it without taking my mouth off of him and then I slid my
finger inside his ass and massaged his prostate and his ass came
up off the seat and he swore quietly and filled my mouth with
cum.

I held his cock in my mouth while it went soft and he got his
breath back. It was a long time before he finally opened his eyes
and looked at me again.

He straightened up in his chair and pulled me into his lap and
held me tight and lightly kissed my neck and my ear. That has
always driven me nuts and I shivered as he kissed me and thanked
me quietly.

I put my finger over his lips and shushed him. "Stop that! You
don't have to thank me," I said. "I love doing it."

He turned my face to his and kissed my lips and said, "We better
get dressed. I don't want to scandalize Heather."

I chuckled and said, "You don't think for a moment that Heather
doesn't know what we do in here do you?"

He sighed and said, "No, I am sure that all but the most nave
know how much I love you, and know what happens when you visit
me. I find that I am totally unable to keep from smiling the rest
of the day."  Then he smiled and said, "I don't even mind that
they know anymore. It used to bother me, but you are such a
natural person, and everyone around here seems to love you. You
seem to make even the most tawdry acts acceptable because you are
so sweet. God! That sounded corny!"

I stood up and helped him put his pants and his shoes back on.
Then I dressed slowly and kissed him goodbye. I told him I had a
luncheon to go to in town and started out. He stopped me on the
way out and told me that he needed the keys to my car. 

Without even thinking I went back to his desk and handed him my
car keys. Then I asked why, I needed a car to get to town. 

With a straight face he said, "I have decided to take your car
back."

I didn't know what to think. I knew I had pleased him, had Brad
fucked up?

He finally broke into a grin and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not very
good at this. Here."

He handed me another set of keys and said, "I ordered you a new
car. I'll give yours to whoever you select for the next junior VP
position."

"I love that car!" I exclaimed. 

He stood up and said, "You'll like this one too. Come on, I'll
show it to you."

He led me out the back door, the private door that Dave Burton
had brought me in after Riggs had beaten me so badly, and parked
nearby was a sleek Mercedes CL600. 

He walked me around the car and I had to admit that it was
beautiful. It was the interior though that convinced me. He
opened the door and I got into the driver's seat and it was like
sitting in warm butter. I looked around the dash and there were
so many switches and screens and gadgets that I looked up and
said, "I don't think I can drive this!"

He chuckled and said, "I thought the same thing when I saw it. I
don't think I could either. I asked Mike and he said it is the
greatest car in the world. He is more up on cars than I am. Just
drive it like a regular car for a couple of days and on Wednesday
a friend of Mike's is going to come to your home and show you how
to operate all the junk on it. If you don't love it by the end of
the week you can have the Caddy back."

I nodded and said, "Thank you, I think."

Then I figured out how to start the car and adjusted the seat and
the mirrors and drove downtown.

We went to our usual table at the sidewalk caf and Chastity
showed up a few minutes late. She apologized for being late, but
didn't offer an explanation. When she was seated and we had
ordered we began feeling her out. It wasn't any easier than it
had been with the four previous women and maybe even a little
harder because she seemed upset and resentful and on the verge of
losing her temper.

First of all, she insisted that we not call her Chastity,
everyone called her Chaz. I guessed she was about my age, maybe a
year or two older, and she was really beautiful. She dressed
down, and it looked like she did it on purpose.

The conversation wasn't going well at all and finally, after a
long, uncomfortable pause in the conversation I asked, "Did we
say or do something to piss you off?"

She looked at me and in an uncomfortably loud voice she said,
"Look, I resent what you are doing here. I know I am not as cool
and sophisticated as the rest of you. I haven't been to college
and I grew up on the wrong side of the tracks. But my husband has
worked hard and he is very good at what he does and it really
sucks that his future in the company is going to be damaged
because his wife doesn't measure up to your standards."

She looked like she was going to cry. I wasn't sure if that was
because she was so mad or because she felt like she was a drag on
her husband's career. 

I wanted to hug her and tell her that she had the wrong
impression. Well, she had the right impression for the wrong
reasons. I didn't know what to say at first and then I decided
that it was time for a change in plan.

I said, "Ladies, this isn't working well. Maybe we should adjourn
to my place and get something a little stronger to drink and try
starting over." 

Then I turned to Chaz and said, "I can't say that you have the
wrong impression of us, but you do mistake our intentions. I
really think that if you humor us, and follow us to my house for
a few stiff drinks, then we can straighten this misunderstanding
out."

She looked at me, very skeptically, for a moment and said, "I
need a ride. My car wouldn't start. That's why I was late."

I laughed and said, "Good, because I just got a new car that I
can't operate. I could use a copilot."

I paid for lunch, it was my turn, and we headed for the parking
lot. Midge saw me headed for my new car and she said, "Where the
hell did you get that?!"

I told her that I would tell her about it later and she grinned
and said, "I guess you just answered my question."

I stuck my tongue out at her and we headed for my house.

It is a fifteen or twenty minute ride from downtown and I tried
to assure Chaz that we weren't here to blackball her husband or
make judgments on her based on her education or breeding.

She wasn't entirely convinced, but she seemed to calm down, a
little.

When we go to my driveway she sat and stared at my house and
said, "You live here? It looks like a fucking palace!"

I laughed and said, "Yeah, we moved in about a week ago, and
believe it or not, that's what we call it, The Palace.

She got out of the car and stood looking at the car, then turned
and looked at the house and said, "Your husband is a junior VP,
right?"

I nodded and she asked, "Are you rich?"

I shrugged and said, "We just have my husband's income from the
plant. If we start getting along a little better, maybe I can
explain later."

We headed inside and half way through to the kitchen I heard her
behind me say, "Holy shit!"

I looked around and saw Helen dusting the living room. She looked
up and said "Hi Jan. Do you and your friends want something to
drink or a snack?"

I said, "How about making a pitcher of Long Island iced tea and
joining us?"

She said, "Okay, I was just finishing up in here anyway."

I reached back and pulled Chaz along and we went through the
kitchen to the patio and I offered her a seat at the big table in
the shade where we always seemed to congregate. While she sat
down I slipped out of my dress and sat down beside her. The look
on her face was priceless. Of course, if this didn't go well,
there was going to be a lot of talk about me at the plant.

I smiled and said, "You look like you have some questions. Go
ahead. What would you like to know?"

She kept looking at my chest and then forcing her eyes back up to
my face. She finally managed to stutter, "Who was that, in the
house?"

"That's Helen, my housekeeper," I answered as if having an
attractive, nude housekeeper was perfectly normal.

Before she could ask another question the other three girls
arrived and Helen came out with a pitcher and six glasses. The
others kept their clothes on, not sure of Chaz's reaction. 

I stood up and poured everyone a drink and asked Helen how her
day was going. She smiled and said, "Another day in paradise.
Karen came over a little while ago. She wanted to invite you and
Brad to dinner tomorrow night. I said that you'd call her
later."

I sat back down and sipped my drink and said to Chaz, "It's time
to stop pussyfooting around. We don't give a damn about your
education girl. We were hoping to discover that you had a
personality. All we got from you at lunch was anger. That isn't
all there is, is it?"

She looked at Helen and then she looked at me and smiled and
asked, "Am I on Candid Camera?"

Carol asked, "What's that?"

I rolled my eyes at Carol and said, "No Chaz, there are no
cameras. I am going to be honest here. It is time we leveled with
you. Being discreet hasn't been working well for us. Your husband
may be offered a promotion. He and four other men have been
selected and are being considered for the one position that is
open. The pay and benefits are fantastic. There is a catch
though. It involves you. I don't suppose you have heard any
rumors about EPOD have you?"

She shook her head and I was about to continue when Midge stood
up and said, "This is ridiculous, I never wear clothes when I'm
here." She undressed quickly and Carol and Madison stood up and
undressed too.

Chaz looked around and shrugged and said, "What the hell!" She
stood up and undressed and I noticed that she didn't seem the
least bit self conscious. I also noticed that she was just as
beautiful undressed as she was with clothes on.

When she had returned to her seat and taken another drink I said,
"EPOD is the acronym for Executive Pussy on Demand. It is a
secret society consisting of the wives of the junior vice
presidents. We are all in it, even Midge, even though her husband
is now a senior VP. She missed it and got back in."

"We are all available to the company president and the senior VPs
and the occasional important client, or at least so I am told. I
haven't had to service a client yet. Sometimes they come to our
homes, or they call us and we go into the office and have sex
with them. We do it any time and any place that they wish. That
can also include an evening out. In case you are wondering, we
love it and half of our husbands get a big kick out of it too.
Carol and Madison aren't so lucky. Their husbands aren't so happy
about it, but go along to get ahead."

"There is an opening now because one of the junior VPs got
promoted. The reason that we are having this strange conversation
is that the man and his wife both hated the program. We went to
Mr. Morris and suggested that he let us talk with the wives of
the prospective candidates, discreetly, to see if any of them
would be better suited to the program than the others. It is much
more fun for all of us if the wife, and the husband for that
matter, are not having a terrible time and resent the program. 

We are just trying to find out how you and your husband would
feel if you were offered the promotion, with the standard
provision. That being that you become available to the people in
upper management. We have a lot of fun. When the guys aren't
taking advantage of our charms we often get together and play
among ourselves. That part isn't a requirement. It just seems to
be something that we all enjoy. So drink up and decide if you are
still offended.

Everyone was looking at me like I had three heads. I turned to
Midge and the other two and said, "Yeah, I know. It's a secret
and I shouldn't have said anything." I continued to talk to them
but I turned to watch Chaz as I spoke and I said, "But we have
talked to four of the five candidates and we didn't like any of
them. I think Chaz is different. She is beautiful, she undressed
and didn't blush, and I think I like her attitude. She was all
set to tell us where to go at lunch. She has a backbone. The only
question is, does she like to fuck, and what does she think her
husband would do when she tells him about EPOD."

Chaz smiled for the first time and said, "I've never had sex with
a woman."

I smiled back and said, "I hadn't either a couple of weeks ago.
Midge took my cherry. I just corrupted Helen too. I guess Carol
and Madison are sluts from way back though."

"Hey!" Madison said and grinned.

Carol laughed and said, "Oh shut up Madison, she has described us
perfectly!"

I poured us another glass of Helen's killer ice tea and sat back
down. Nobody spoke for a few minutes and finally Chaz said, "It
takes a lot of fucking nerve to invite a stranger to that EPOD
thing you guys have got going on. How did you know that I'd even
consider it?"

"I didn't," I answered. "It was the Long Island ice tea talking.
I think Helen makes it too strong."

She looked at Helen and asked, "How did you find a beautiful,
nude housekeeper?"

I said, "Actually, it was a lot easier than trying to find the
right girl for EPOD. Have we?"

Helen interrupted to say, "I'm not sure I like being called
easy." There was a pause and then she said, "Oh wait, yes I do,
never mind."

Chaz raised her glass to Helen and said, "It is very good tea.
Thank you."

Then she looked at me and said, "I am intrigued. I have had a
couple of threesomes in my misspent youth, and I enjoyed the hell
out of them. Mike knows about them and was very turned on when he
found out. He has tried to talk me into another one. I think he
might like this EPOD thing of yours. That brings us back to my
original problem with you ladies, I will admit that I am not bad
looking, but I still lack an education and I have never pretended
to be sophisticated. I watch the news and I read a lot, but I
have noticed that whenever I go to one of the company shindigs I
am very self conscious and tend to stay to myself and keep my
mouth shut so no one gets embarrassed, especially me. Do you
really think that a bunch of well educated, sophisticated,
worldly executives would be interested in me?"

I looked at her for a moment and then I asked, "Are you sure that
you aren't a fourteen year old virgin? Every guy that you have
ever passed on the street must have turned to check out your ass!
Girl, we have to work on your self esteem. In the first place,
except for your misplaced anger when we first met, and I was
really hurt by that by the way, there has been no difference
between you and any of the other girls I call my friend that I
could detect. You have a good command of the English language and
a more than adequate vocabulary. Not that any of the guys are
going to care while they watch you undress and wrap your lips
around the head of their cocks."

Chaz shuddered when I said that and I asked, "Was that
revulsion?"

She grinned and shook her head.

I decided that it was time to sweeten the pot a little. "You seem
interested. Would you like to hear about some of the benefits,
aside from a lot of nasty sex?"

She shook her head and said, "Yes, I'm curious. I want to find
out how you got this house and that one hundred and fifty
thousand dollar car."

"WHAT!?!?" I screamed.

She grinned and said, "You didn't know?"

I shook my head. 

Chaz looked at me curiously and said, "My husband and I were
watching a show on the Speed Channel last night and they had a
segment on luxury cars. This year's CL600 Coupe is a few pennies
under a hundred and fifty thousand dollars. We were joking about
leasing one. It cost more than our house!"

Midge said, "I'll explain the car and the house after she tells
you what the peasants receive."

I turned to her and said, "Midge!"

She stuck out her tongue and said "We've had this talk before.
You know I'm kidding you dumb slut!"

I turned to Chaz and said, "And she is one of my best friends!"

I took a deep breath and said, "Okay, here is what you get if you
take the position. Your husband's salary will more than triple,
it will be increased to two hundred thousand a year. Then there
is another hundred thousand in bonuses and perks. One of those
perks is a new Cadillac every year. Well, you'll get screwed on
that this year. This year I understand that you will be forced to
settle for the one I selected a few weeks ago. It only has a
couple of hundred miles on it though. I almost refused to give it
back when he gave me the Mercedes. You will receive a credit card
for clothing and any other expenses you might incur as a result
of EPOD."

There was a pause while Chaz had visions of sugar plums dancing
in her head, then she pulled herself together and said, "All of
that and all the sex a girl could want!"

"You're interested?" I asked.

"I don't want to offend my new friends with my course language,
but FUCK YES!" she cried out.

"How do you think Mike will take it? Think about that. Carol and
Madison have husbands that are very unhappy that their wives are
involved. They are doing it for the money and the career
opportunities, which is a terrible reason to get into this. They
are miserable. My husband and Midge's husband are huge perverts
and they love it. That was why we got into it and let me assure
you, they are just as happy as we are. Think about it for a few
minutes."

We let Chaz ponder the question and we talked about my new car
for a few minutes. Before we got Chas's answer the doorbell rang
and Helen stood up and doing her best Benson imitation said, "I
guess you want me to get that?"

I laughed and she went to the door. She came back with Dave,
Midge's husband. He came in and said hello and feasted his eyes
on all of the nudity. Chaz was watching curiously. I noticed that
she didn't seem embarrassed though.

Dave said hello to everyone and went around and gave Midge a hug
and a kiss and said, "I had a few extra minutes and since you
live so close now I thought I would drop by and tell you how much
I have missed your sweet ass. Do you have a minute, or is this a
bad time?"

I smiled and said, "I always have a moment for you Mr. Burton!
Where would you like me?"

He said, "I don't want to embarrass your friends, do you want to
go upstairs?"

"I am yours to command," I answered. "I'll suck your sweet cock
right here if you want."

He rolled his eyes and chuckled and said, "I wish you would stop
playing so hard to get."

He grabbed my hand and we went upstairs. Once we were out of
earshot he said, "I hope I didn't upset your friend. She's really
cute. Is she someone that I should know?"

I laughed and said, "Are you trying to make me jealous?"

He said, "I don't know, are there any advantages to that. Would
you try harder to please me?"

"Please you?! Dave, I'm not doing this to please you. I'm just
using you!"

We entered my new bedroom and he pulled me close and hugged me
and said, "Where has the innocence gone? So young to be so
jaded!"

I shut him up by kissing him and then holding the kiss while I
worked on his belt. I broke off the kiss finally and said, "My
new friend is someone that you will probably get to know a lot
better in the very near future. For now though, you are going to
have to settle for me. What are you in the mood for Master?"

"That's more like it! Nothing strenuous, I don't have that much
time. Just a little quickie to take the edge off would be nice."

I pulled his pants and shorts and shoes off all in one big bundle
and pushed him back on the bed. He slid up onto the bed and
stretched out across it. I knelt between his legs and sucked his
cock until he was hard and ready. Then I climbed up over him and
sat down on his nice hard cock and slowly let it sink down into
me. He groaned in pleasure as my pussy swallowed him up and after
pausing for a moment I started bouncing up and down on his cock.


He loves the way my tits bounced around, and I love the way it
turns him on when he watches me. 

He must have really been horny, or I was, I'm not sure which,
because it didn't seem like very long at all before he said in a
breathless whisper, "Just a little faster, I'm almost there."

I reached down and brought his hands up and held them over my
tits and started fucking him hard and fast and in a minute he
groaned loudly and his fingers clamped down on my tits and I felt
him tense up and I knew he was cumming in me. I hadn't cum. It
had been too quick for me. It was fun though, and I knew that I
could take it out on Brad later.

I stopped and let him catch his breath and then I asked, "Do you
have time for a shower?"

He smiled and said, "I wish. I love your showers. I have to get
back though."

I stood up carefully and his crotch was a terrible mess. He must
have been really horny! I told him not to move and I went in and
got a warm, damp cloth and a towel and I cleaned him up and then
while he dressed I cleaned me up too.

He thanked me and I kissed him and said, "Anytime, I was
beginning to think that you guys didn't like me anymore."

"Yeah, that's a big worry," he said. 

Before he left I asked, "I haven't had a chance to ask Midge yet,
did she talk to you about taking Carol and Madison and Brad and
me to The Slave Traders?"

He looked at me and said, "Are you sure they would go for that? I
have never been too sure how much they were just going along to
get along."

I said, "Not a problem, they try to act coy to please their
husbands. It's their husbands who are going along to get along.
The girls are just as slutty as me and your lovely wife."

He said, "I guess we'll find out Friday night."

I hugged him and said, "I can't wait." Then I said, "I have to
make a phone call, would you tell the girls I'll be right down?"

He kissed me and said, "I'll see you Friday darlin'." Then he was
gone.

I sat on the bed and picked up the phone and called Mo. He took
my call immediately and I said, "We have made a selection Mo.
Chastity Clarke is sitting downstairs naked right now. She is the
only one of the five wives that we spoke with that seemed
acceptable. She is certain that her husband will enjoy it too. Do
you want to tell them, or have one of your senior VPs do it? Or
do you care?"

Mo said, "Chastity? Are you certain?"

I laughed and said, "She is called Chaz. I already told her more
than I probably should have about the program. I just thought
that she was the right one and I was tired of beating around the
bush. If I may be just a bit presumptuous here, the best way to
tell them would be to let us invite her, and let her explain it
to him. You guys are going to love her. She looks like she
stepped right out of a Playboy magazine."

Mo said, "Okay, do what you think is best. I trust your judgment.
I look forward to meeting her, but I have found the girl I
like."

That reminded me. "Mo! I just found out how much that damned car
cost! Why are you doing this?! You know you don't have to. I
already love you."

He responded calmly, "I already love you too, and it makes me
feel good to buy little things for you."

"You are impossible! Stop it! I love you. Goodbye."

Mo said goodbye and I grabbed a towel to sit on and went
downstairs and rejoined the naked ladies.

As soon as I sat down Helen stood up and said, "Look at the time!
I need to start supper! It was wonderful meeting you Chaz. You
ladies yell if you need anything."

She went into the kitchen and as soon as the door closed I said,
"Isn't she great!"

I turned to Chaz then and said, "I just spoke with Mr. Morris and
he said that I should make it official and ask you to make sure
your husband is interested. You can have a couple of days to talk
it over, okay?"

Chaz said, "I have to tell you, what just happened, Midge's
husband coming in here and taking you upstairs to fuck you as if
it was nothing. And Midge was just sitting here feeling happy for
him. That is the most remarkable, and the most exciting thing
that I have ever seen. And you guys are best friends?! The whole
idea of it just turns me on."

I smiled and casually reached my hand down and placed it on her
thigh. She jumped a little, but she didn't object. I slid my hand
up her thigh and my little finger came into contact with the
warm, moist slit there. She stared at my face for a moment and
then she relaxed her thighs and I gently teased her with my
little finger. I watched her as she finally relaxed and started
to enjoy what I was doing. 

I smiled at her and said, "You aren't required to join us when we
play, but we like you and we would like to have the opportunity
to broaden your horizons. You may be required to put on a little
show with us at the parties the men sometimes throw. It would be
easier if you had already learned to like it. Maybe not right
this moment, but when you are in the mood and it feels right."

She sighed and said, "I am in the mood, and much to my surprise
it does feel right. It is getting late though, and I need to get
home and start supper. Maybe we could plan to get together again
sometime, like tomorrow maybe?"

I told her that I thought that would be a great idea. We made
plans to meet here tomorrow around ten in the morning and then
everyone started getting dressed. Carol and Madison lived a half
a mile from Chaz and they offered to drive her home and pick her
up tomorrow. As I escorted them to the door I suddenly remembered
that I hadn't told her how I got the house and the car. I was
uncomfortable talking about it though, so I didn't bring it up.

After seeing everyone off, I took a quick shower and dressed and
walked over to Karen's house. She let me in and I was surprised
to see that she was nude. I guess I had been a bad influence on
her too. She offered me the grand tour and showed me around her
own mansion. She had a beautiful house, of course. Every house
around here was a mansion. 

We ended up in the living room and she introduced me to her
husband Bill, who was wearing a robe. Karen smiled and said, "He
put that on when you rang the bell. We have been going around
nude since I visited you. We love it."

Bill smiled at me and said, "I am in your debt young lady. Karen
hasn't been this free and open since we met. It's like we are
finally getting around to the honeymoon after all of these
years."

I smiled and said, "I do what I can to make the world a nicer
place."

He chuckled and said, "You do indeed. I understand your husband
really enjoyed my book about my father's experiences in World War
II."

"Yes, he did," I said. "He is really looking forward to meeting
you."

We talked for a few more minutes and Karen informed me that
dinner was at seven tomorrow and dress was very, very casual. She
suggested that we come over early and have a few drinks and get
acquainted. 

I left then and got home just as Brad was pulling into the
driveway. His driver got out and opened the door for him and I
finally met him. He was a nice looking man in his early thirties.
Brad introduced us. His name was Dennis Way and he seemed very
nice. I talked to him for a few minutes while Brad started for
the house to get ready for dinner. 

What happened next was hilarious. He walked right past my new car
and then came to a stop and turned around slowly. His mouth
dropped open and he didn't say anything for a minute. Then he
started to speak, shook his head and went inside.

Dennis and I both laughed at his reaction. Once Brad was inside I
asked Dennis if Brad was treating him okay. He looked
embarrassed. I put my hand on his arm and said, "It's alright
Dennis. You can tell me. If he gets too stuffy I need to know it
so that I can straighten him out."

He smiled and said, "I have been doing this job for almost
fifteen years now and Mr. Pittman is the nicest man that I have
ever worked for, and no ma'am, I am not just brown nosing."

I smiled and said, "Good. Let me know if he gets to be a problem
though, and if you ever need anything, you let me know, okay?"

He looked embarrassed again and said, "Yes ma'am, thank you."

I noticed how embarrassed he was and said, "Do you know Matt? He
is the very cute man that drives for the Burtons?"

Dennis nodded.

I said, "Maybe you should ask him about us. Then maybe you'll
relax a little."

Dennis looked shocked and said, "No ma'am! I would never discuss
my employers with anyone!"

I could see that I was going to have to work on Dennis.

I said goodbye and went inside and undressed. Brad was sitting at
the kitchen table in his lounging shorts with a drink in his
hand.

I walked up behind him and hugged him and we kissed. I said, "You
should stop wearing those shorts around the house. Helen deserves
better than that."

He chuckled and said, "I love you, you get sluttier by the
minute. Don't ever stop. Now tell me about that car."

I told him about my visit with Mr. Morris this morning. I also
told him about the couple that we had selected for the vacant
junior VP position. He vaguely recalled Chaz's husband, but
couldn't remember her at all. She did say that she was a bit of a
wall flower.

I also told him that we had a dinner date tomorrow and that we
were going to The Slave Market on Friday. 

He said, "Good. I had a ball that night, but going to work the
next day almost killed me. I guess I'm getting old."

Helen brought dinner over and got Brad another drink. She and I
had water. We had already had enough to drink today.

After dinner I tried to help Helen with the dishes but she yelled
at me again. I keep forgetting I'm not allowed to do that. It
feels funny. I'm not used to having people do things like that
for me.

We went in and sat in our new home theater and waited for Helen
so that we could watch a DVD. I sat down in Brad's lap and put my
arm around his neck and we talked quietly and made out a little
while we were waiting. I had forgotten to tell him that Dave had
come by earlier and I asked if he wanted to hear about it now or
after we went to bed. 

He started teasing me, playing with my nipples and then sliding
he fingers over and then into my moist slit and he said, "You'd
like to talk about that right now wouldn't you?"

I love the way Brad touches me. He doesn't do anything different,
as far as I know, than anyone else. Maybe it's just because it is
him and I love to be with him. He always gets me hot in a hurry
though. 

I leaned down and bit his neck and said, "You bastard, you know
what I want right now." We stopped screwing around then and just
kissed and he held me tight and I was just about to rip his
shorts off and rape him when Helen came in. 

I stopped what I was doing and she laughed and said, "You don't
have to stop on my account."

I said, "Hah! You wouldn't let us watch you with Tony."

Helen laughed again and said, "That isn't fair Jan. You guys have
been doing this a lot longer than I have."

I said, "No not a lot. It seems like a long time, a lot has
happened. It hasn't even been a month yet!" 

As I said it I found it hard to believe it myself. So much had
happened in such a short amount of time.

Brad got up to put the DVD in the player and while he was doing
that Helen said, "Wow. I wonder what you were like a month ago."

I thought about that for a moment and said, "I don't know, a
little less open I guess. A little more shy, but there is no
denying that when Brad told me about EPOD I was up for it right
away. I think it made a big difference that we had enjoyed a
couple of threesomes when I was in college and I knew that Brad
got off on it. I wasn't worried about what he would think. Well,
I wasn't worried too much anyway."

Brad started the DVD and we hadn't watched a half hour of it
before we all agreed that it sucked and turned it off. We went
out to the pool and floated around for a while and Helen asked me
to tell her about this mysterious club we were going to on
Friday. 

I made her promise to keep quiet. I wanted to surprise Carol and
Madison. I told her everything that happened the last time we
went and as she listened I could see her getting very aroused. So
could Brad. 

When I came to the end of my story we got out of the pool and
Brad guided her to one of the lounge chairs and while I started
kissing her and teasing her breasts Brad started sucking her
toes. He sucked on them for a long time and Helen had never had
anyone do that to her before.

She lay there enjoying it and when he finally started kissing his
way up her long, sexy legs she whispered, "That was amazing! I
never knew that could be so sexy!"

Brad kissed his way up to her pussy and kissed it and licked it
gently, but then he lifted her legs and began teasing her ass
with his tongue. Her whole body shook uncontrollably and she
gasped loudly as she was introduced to another new and exciting
experience. 

While I kissed her and pinched and pulled her nipples and Brad
finally began concentrating on her pussy, she reached down and
played with my pussy. She was only just getting comfortable
touching another woman sexually, and it was kind of exciting for
both of us that she was starting to get into it.

It was not very long at all before she started having orgasms,
smaller ones at first, but we didn't stop what we were doing and
she was getting louder and beginning to lose control of her
spasming body, which excited both Brad and I a great deal. It was
very erotic, being able to have that effect on someone. It's a
real turn on.

It was still pretty early when we had worn Helen out. We were
anxious to get to bed and make love though. All of this foreplay
was really getting to us. So we said goodnight to Helen and went
upstairs.

Once we were in bed there was not a lot of additional foreplay.
We were both already very excited. This time it wasn't just sex
though. We were feeling romantic and we made long, slow love and
as we made love we whispered to each other, telling each other
how much in love we were and how happy we were. I really love a
good fuck, but sometimes we both need to just make love. It kind
of puts things in perspective.

Afterwards we lay in bed cuddling. We had been quiet for quite a
while and I thought he was just about asleep when he said, "We
need to do something about Mr. Morris. That car must have cost
seventy or eighty thousand dollars."

"One hundred and fifty thousand," I said quietly.

Brad groaned and said, "Do you mind if I talk to him?"

I said, "I wish you would. I've tried and he won't listen."

The next thing I knew it was time for breakfast. Brad was already
up and showered and dressed and downstairs. I had slept for
almost ten hours! I washed my face and brushed my teeth and
hurried downstairs so that I could see Brad before he left. He
was half way through breakfast when I got down there and I poured
a cup of coffee and joined him and Helen at the kitchen island.

I reminded him about dinner tonight and then I said, "Oh my,
Helen, I wasn't thinking. I just assumed that you were invited. I
should check and make sure."

Helen laughed and said, "Don't be silly Jan! Karen is very nice,
but people don't invite the household help to dinner. You know
that."

"You aren't just help! You're my friend and you live with me. I
wouldn't feel right leaving you here alone."

Helen shook her head and said, "No darlin'. You didn't adopt me.
You and Brad are the family that lives here. I couldn't ask for
two nicer people to work for, but I am not family and if I was
Karen I would be embarrassed and upset if you came over with your
maid in tow. Please, don't say anything to her. It wouldn't be
right."

I looked at Brad and he shrugged and said, "I love her as much as
you do, but I think she is right. If she had been invited then
Karen would have, or should have said so." Then he turned to
Helen and said, "But don't get upset Helen, we'll buy you a toy
later to make it up to you."

Helen laughed and said, "Ah, now you are going to spoil me."

Brad checked the time and got up and kissed me and then he went
around and kissed Helen and said, "We'll even get you the
batteries for it."

The phone rang as Brad was leaving and I answered it before Helen
could get up. She frowned at me and I stuck my tongue out at
her.

It was Chaz calling. She was all excited and she said, "Jan, I'm
sorry to call so early, but I just had to tell someone. I talked
to Mike last night and told him what you said. We spent several
hours in bed while he gave me a most definite yes, over and over
and over. He hasn't been that turned on in years! I just wanted
to thank you. Oh god, I know it's too early to call someone. I'm
sorry. I just had to tell you. I'm so excited."

I laughed and said, "No, it's good that you called. I'm glad he
said yes. I can't wait to meet him. I am really looking forward
to getting to know you much better too. So, why don't you tell me
where you live and I'll come get you and we can go pick up your
Cadillac, okay?"

Chaz squealed in excitement. She seemed flightier this morning;
stone sober, than she had yesterday after we had drunk all of
that Long Island ice tea. I guess we really had intimidated her.
That makes it all the more impressive that she was all set to
tell us all off at lunch. 

I wrote down the directions and took a quick shower and went and
picked her up. When she came to the door she hugged me and
thanked me again. It was getting embarrassing. We went out to my
car and I saw what she had been driving. I imagined that she was
looking forward to having that old piece of junk hauled away. The
neighborhood that she lived in was similar to mine before Mo gave
us the new house. It was a nice, middleclass neighborhood, well
kept and quite unremarkable. I smiled when I imagined what her
neighbors were going to think when Mike started traveling to work
in a stretch limo and Chaz started driving a new Cadillac. That
wreck in their driveway was their only car. Mike was getting
rides to work with friends.

I drove us into the plant and parked in Brad's spot. I pointed
out the spot next to us that already had Mike's name on it. We
went in and I introduced her to the nice young girls at the
reception desk and then we went down the hall to Mr. Morris'
office.

Heather looked up when we came in and smiled. I introduced her to
Chaz and told her that her husband was the newest junior VP. 

Heather nodded and said, "Yes, I met him a few minutes ago when
he came in and met Mr. Morris. He seemed very nice."

Chaz blushed and said, "I think so."

I asked if Mr. Morris was busy and she called him on the
intercom. He came to the door and let us in. As soon as the door
was closed I hugged him and said, "Chaz, this is my boyfriend,
Mr. Morris. He is the sweetest, kindest, most generous man that I
have ever met. You must do anything that he wants, and I won't
mind as long as you stay away from him."

She looked at me, confused and I laughed and said, "I'm just
kidding. I love him and he knows it. I don't get jealous though.
He can have any woman he wants, as long as he still wants me."

Mo kissed me and said, "Chaz, you are a beautiful young woman,
and sexy as hell. I have to admire Jan's taste in women. I am
sure that my vice presidents will find you to be a joy to get to
know. I am spoiled though. Jan is the only girl for me."

I smiled up at him and said, "You are so sweet! I bet we could
have a lot of fun in a threesome though. I think we are going to
have to try that one of these days. I love driving you crazy.
That should do it!"

He looked at me for a moment, trying to decide if I meant it. I
reached up and smoothed his brow with my fingertips and said, "I
think you should try it, you might like it, every now and then."

He grinned and said, "I guess I have to listen to you sweetheart.
You haven't been wrong yet."

I asked, "Have you met her husband, Mike?"

He smiled and said, "Yes, and I think you selected well. He seems
like he will fit right in."

Then I asked, "Has Brad spoken to you today?"

Mo said, "He is coming in shortly. Should I be worried?"

"Yes sir," I said. "He is concerned that you are spoiling his
wife and I think he is going to kick your ass."

Mo laughed out loud and said, "Thanks for the warning. I'll try
to remain seated when he gets here."

I kissed him and said, "Listen to what he says, it's for you own
good. Now, do you have the keys to that nasty old Cadillac that I
was driving? Chaz needs a car. Hers is dead in her driveway."

Mo let me go and went around and pulled the keys out of his desk
and handed them to me. He said, "Why don't you take her down and
show her Mike's new office and then you can driver her around
back and pick up her car. I nodded and thanked him. 

Chaz ran over and hugged him and there were tears in her eyes
when she thanked him. He looked uncomfortable, but he put his
arms around her and patted her on the back and said, "You should
thank Jan. I pretty much work for her now."

We started to leave and I suddenly remembered what day it was. I
turned back to him and said, "You know that Saturday is the
fifteenth, right?"

He smiled at me and said, "I haven't forgotten. We're having
lasagna, right?"

I waived and we left. I stopped at Heather's desk and asked her
if she would like to get together sometime. Either for lunch, or
better yet, come over for dinner. She had always been so nice to
me.

She said, "I would love to see your new home. I have heard so
much about it. How about if we have dinner one night next week? I
don't get much time for lunch."

I said, "Great! Will that be dinner for two? I'm sorry, I don't
even know if you are married."

She laughed and said, "Yes, happily married thank you."

I said, "I will be visiting the plant again tomorrow. I'll stop
buy and check your schedule. See you tomorrow."

We walked down the hall to the junior VP suite and I introduced
Chaz to the receptionist and then we met Mike's secretary.

Mike was just setting down a box of stuff he had carried over
from his old office. Chaz stepped into his new office and stopped
and stared with her mouth open. I stepped up closer behind her
and reached around and closed her mouth. She looked around and
said, "Son of a bitch! Look at this! It's just like Mr. Morris'
office!"

Mike was watching her and smiling and then he turned to me and
said, "I guess you must be Mrs. Pittman. I want to thank you. I
understand that you are largely responsible for me getting this
promotion."

I shook my head and said, "No, you earned the promotion. My
friends and I were just tasked with finding which of the highly
qualified candidates was most suited to the job, and which of the
candidate's wives was most suited to EPOD. You two were a no
brainer. And please, call me Jan."

I went over to him and shook his hand and said, "We'll have to
get together for dinner soon. We are all going to be pretty close
over the next several years. I look forward to knowing you
better." Then I grinned, an evil little grin, and said, "Much
better."

Mike smiled and said, "I am most definitely looking forward to
that too."

Just then Brad tapped on the open door and came in. I asked if he
had met Mike and they said that they had spoken earlier. Then
Brad smiled and said, "Mr. Morris called me just now and told me
to mind my own fucking business. I'm guessing you had a talk with
him?"

I nodded and said, "I'm sorry, you aren't in trouble are you?"

Brad smiled and said, "No, he was laughing when he said it. But
he cancelled our meeting when he found out what it was about."

I kissed him and thanked him for trying and said, "We have to go.
The girls and I are going to get together this morning and
broaden Chaz's horizons."

Brad turned to Mike and said, "The worst part about all of this
is that all we can do is picture it in our minds and hear about
it later. How the hell to they expect us to get any work done?"

Mike grinned and looked down and I followed his glance. He had a
very respectable tent in those fancy pants of his. I smiled at
him and said, "Yeah, we are going to have to have you guys over
for dinner soon."

We left and after saying hi to Jennifer we went out to my car and
I drove around back to drop Chaz off at her new car. I got out
with her and made sure she didn't have any questions. She walked
around the car and then she came over and hugged me so hard I
couldn't breathe and said, "Oh god Jan. Thank you so much. I
needed a car, but this. Jesus! It's fucking beautiful!"

She let me go finally and then she said, "I say that too much,
don't I?"

I didn't know what she meant and she saw the confusion on my
face. 

"Fuck," she said "I say fuck too much. I told you, I'm from the
wrong side of the tracks."

I smiled at her and said, "We are going to be spending a lot of
time together for a while. I am going to make your self esteem my
personal project. I don't get it. You are beautiful, sexy, you
have poise, I haven't detected a problem with your personal
hygiene, you have a great sense of humor and you have back bone.
You are intelligent and you speak well. Why do you think that
anyone here is better than you? Surely it's not because you
didn't go to college! Is that it?"

She shrugged and said, "That's most of it. All of you, everyone
that Mike works with and all of their wives, everyone has been to
college. Everyone is smarter than I am, and that embarrasses
me."

"Okay," I said, and I couldn't keep the exasperation out of my
voice, "First of all, just because a person went to college,
doesn't mean they are smart, look at Bush! Second, have any of us
said anything that you didn't understand since you got here?"

She didn't answer. I could see she couldn't think of a single
instance. I hugged her to me and said, "You are the only one here
that doesn't think that you are as good as everyone else. We look
at you and see a beautiful, intelligent, sexy woman, a woman that
I am going to make every effort to turn into just as big a slut
as the rest of my friends and me."

I finally let her go and said, "I know what you need. Tomorrow we
are all going shopping at Sweet Nothings. I have a credit card
that they gave me that has been sitting in my wallet calling out
to be used. The only thing that it is good for is a closet full
of slutty clothes. I can't wait to start dressing you up. Now
come on, follow me. I have some friends that are just as anxious
to get in your pants as my husband is."

She shivered and I smiled and asked again, "That wasn't revulsion
was it."

She laughed and said, "Fuck no!"

It was a short drive to my house and Midge was already there. We
found her and Helen on the patio with a pitcher of iced tea.
Thankfully it was regular iced tea this time. I was really
drinking too much of the other kind lately.

We undressed and joined Midge and Helen in the shade and I told
Midge about how cute and sexy Mike was. We had just gotten
comfortable when the doorbell rang and Helen looked at me and
said, "I suppose you want me to get that."

I turned to Chaz and said, "That's why I hired her, she is so
obsequious."

Helen smiled and got up and went to let Carol and Madison in. I
could see that Chaz was a little nervous. I put my hand on hers
and said, "You can relax. We aren't going to rape you. Nothing
will happen if you don't want it to. We are just going to sit and
talk."

Chaz put her hand on mine and squeezed and said, "I'm okay. I'm
nervous, but I'm looking forward to it. I'm looking forward to
everything. It's like you waived a magic want over me yesterday
at lunch and changed my smelly pumpkin into a jewel covered
carriage. Except that my whole life was the pumpkin. We were
struggling with Mike's college loans and a mortgage we couldn't
really afford and our car was dead and I had my little self
esteem problem you keep harping on. It was not unusual for me to
sit in my living room after the housework was done and cry
quietly because I was so trapped. In a couple of hours you and
your friends turned my entire life around. If you, if any of you,
every need anything that I have, or if there is anything that I
can ever do for you, you don't even have to ask. Just tell me. I
will give it gladly."

I put my arms around her and hugged her and she squeezed me
tight. We were like that for a minute before she said, "I've
never hugged a naked woman before."

I laughed and let her go and said, "Yeah? How did you like it?"

"I've hugged worse things," she said.

We all sat back and relaxed and just talked quietly for a while.
I waited a few minutes and then I put my hand on Chaz's hand and
just held it. She smiled at me and I could see that she was going
to be okay.

I was thinking about dinner tonight. I was just about to ask the
others if they thought that the invitation to dinner at Karen and
Bill's house should include Helen when Chaz asked, "You were
going to tell me how you came to live in a palace and drive a
Mercedes."

I looked at her. I had been dreading this. How do you put what
happened into words. There was so much emotion tied up in my
relationship with Mo. How do I tell it without making it sound
crass?"

I took a deep breath and tried to think of where to start. I was
interrupted by Midge. She said, "Let me take a shot at this."

I started to say that I would tell it, but then I thought that
this would be a good chance for me to find out what my friends
thought about me and Mo. So I sat back to listen, ready to take
over if need be.

Midge started out talking about Mr. Morris. She told Chaz, "Mr.
Morris' wife died years ago and he had been pretty withdrawn. He
would meet the girls in EPOD, mostly just to get acquainted, and
over the years some of them tried to interest him in sex. He
would normally refuse, and on those rare occasions when he did
make the attempt he would always fail. He was very frustrated and
he had quit trying. He became very reclusive and he never smiled.
He wasn't mean. He was a great guy and a wonderful employer, but
he avoided the fun and games that were a large part of the perks
of working in the front office and had been since shortly after
his nasty old pervert of a father started the company years ago."


"It finally reached the point that girls were warned not to even
try anything with him. It just made things worse. As far as
anyone knows, Mr. Morris never successfully consummated an affair
with anyone after his wife died. Not until Jan went into his
office on her first day after she and her husband entered the
program."

"No one but Jan, and probably Brad, knows what happened in there
that day, but when she left his office, Heather said that he was
smiling and couldn't stop. The next thing we knew he had bought
her this house. I heard that she called him up, crying and
insisting that she couldn't accept it. She found out just how
difficult it was to change Mr. Morris' mind once he made it up.
Now, every time she is with him it is better, and he just keeps
buying her more stuff. It bothers her too. Look at her, her
conscience is killing her but she can't stop him."

"Midge," I said plaintively.

"Now she not only feels bad about that, but she is afraid that
her friends are going to think she is some kind of gold digging
slut, instead of just a regular slut, like the rest of us."

Midge looked at me and said, "Honey, none of us begrudge you
these things. We may be jealous, but we know it isn't something
you are doing. We know that you aren't manipulating him. I also
know how much different he is lately. Dave says he is like a new
man at work. We all saw him at that party Saturday. I have known
him a long time and I have never seen him like that, that happy.
Never! I don't know what you are doing Jan, but keep it up. I
love that old guy and I love seeing him like this."

Chaz looked at me and said, "What did you do to him?"

I looked at her and said, "I gave him a one point five million
dollar blowjob. Christ, I don't know! I think that he knew I
wanted to please him, and I didn't put any pressure on him. I
made it clear that even if he didn't get it up, well, so what. It
would still feel good!"

I paused for a minute and said, "I shouldn't be talking about
this. I feel like I'm talking about him behind his back." I took
a deep breath and said, "I was just nice to him and I guess he
could tell that I was being nice to him because I felt like it,
not because I had to. I'm not sure. I faked my way through Psych
101, I don't analyze people."

Chaz smiled and said, "You sure as hell analyzed me!"

Carol and Madison said, "And us!" in unison.

I kept a straight face and said, "Yeah, maybe, but look what a
piss poor job I did of hiring a fucking housekeeper!"

Helen said, "If you don't like me, why the hell did you and your
husband take advantage of me like that last night?"

I snorted and said, "Pity fuck!"

Helen laughed and got up and walked around the table and hugged
me and said, "God I love working here! It's almost lunch time
girls. Are there any special requests?"

Midge said, "Yes, why don't you quit this abusive household and
come work for me."

I laughed and said, "Midge, if you ever say that again I am going
to drown you in my pool!"

I suggested some cold cuts and everyone thought that was a good
idea. 

We ate a light lunch and it was getting pretty warm so we hit the
pool for a while to cool off. Some of the girls swam a few laps.
I moved up behind Chaz and put my arms around her and said,
"Still feeling comfortable?"

She laid her head back on my shoulder and said, "Yes. You do seem
to bring out the best in people don't you?"

I moved my hands up over her breasts and said, "I'm not really
sure what is going on here. I was always considered pretty normal
by all of my friends up until now. I don't know why all of a
sudden people think I am some sort of sex goddess. I have only
had one boyfriend in my whole life and I married him, thank god.
I never made love to a woman until my first time with Midge a
couple of weeks ago. I'm just like everyone else as far as I can
tell. The only difference I can see is that I seem to like
everything that happens to me, without reservations. I was a
little nervous when the guys first started coming to my house, or
calling me into the office, but I didn't have any reservations. I
wanted it and I wanted to please them. There has only been one
bad thing that happened to me since I got into EPOD. You don't
have to worry about that though. It won't happen again."

My fingers were sliding over her slick wet breasts and pausing to
tease her nipples as we talked. Her nipples were hard as rocks
now and her breathing was getting shallow and just slightly
labored. 

I moved one hand down over her hard stomach and asked, "Are you
ready to find out what has been missing from your life?"

She whispered, "God yes!"

"Do you want to go somewhere private for your first time?" I
asked.

She opened her eyes and looked around and saw that everyone was
watching us. My hand slowly moved through the light covering of
neatly trimmed pubic hair and she groaned again. 

She thought about it for a minute and asked, "What would happen
if I were Midge?"

I answered, "We would probably go over to one of the lounge
chairs on the grass and I would put the cushion on the ground and
we would make out for a few minutes and then I would make love to
her. The others might join us, or they might get a cushion of
their own, or they might just watch. Midge and I wouldn't care.
Midge and I are exhibitionists though. We like turning people on.
We like showing off. I want you to be comfortable and not worry
about everyone else the first time."

Chaz placed her left hand over my left hand which was caressing
her breast and her right hand on my right hand as it caressed her
pussy. She squeezed my hands gently and she said, "Let's go over
and lay down in the grass."

I turned her around and took her in my arms and kissed her,
lovingly, gently. She moaned again and then broke the kiss and
whispered, "I never thought I'd say this to another woman, but
Jesus you turn me on!"

We kissed again and then I took her hand and led her up the pool
steps and over to the nearest lounge chair. I tossed the cushion
in the grass and dropped to my knees. I held my hand out to Chaz
and she took my hand and let me pull her down onto the cushion.
When she was comfortable I stretched out beside her and we began
to kiss with more and more passion as I moved my hand over her
sexy body.

She shivered and put her arms around me and held me tight to her
body as we kissed. After kissing her soft lips for a long time I
broke the kiss and started kissing her face. I kissed her
forehead and her cheeks and her tightly closed eyes and the tip
of her nose before I began to kiss my way down her long slender
neck and onto her sexy body.

When I reached her breasts I smiled as I watched her breathing. I
thought of those erotic references to heaving breasts. Chaz was
definitely exhibiting that. It was obvious that she didn't need
to be alone somewhere. Her whole world was revolving around what
we were doing now. I don't think she would have noticed if the
UPS man had come in to get my signature for a package. Or at
least she wouldn't have cared.

I was very jealous of her breasts. She had a beautiful pair of C
cup breasts and they stood straight up on her chest. Even laying
on her back and breathing heavily, they pointed right at the sun
as proud as could be. Their shape was perfect and there is no
question she could pose for Playboy. My other three friends and
my new housekeeper are all very pretty and very sexy, but none of
us can hold a candle to this girl. I almost wished that I had a
dick!

I began to make love to her perfect breasts with my lips and my
tongue and she pulled my face closer and thrust her chest up at
me, begging silently for all of the attention I would give her.

She was moaning quietly and I reached up and pinched one of her
nipples between my thumb and forefinger and at the same time I
bit down with a good bit of pressure on the other. She struggled
to keep from screaming out loud and her hips came up off of the
cushion and she cried out and had a huge orgasm. She panted and
made gurgling noises at first and then she started whispering,
"Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my fucking god!"

When she had calmed down I started kissing my way down her
stomach, very, very slowly. When I reached her pubic hair I moved
to the side, avoiding her moist slit. I moved down her to her
thigh and started kissing my way down one of her long, smooth,
slender legs. As I kissed and licked my way lower and lower I
remembered the reaction that Helen had had when Brad sucked on
her toes and I smiled. I couldn't wait to see if Chaz felt the
same way about it. 

I finally reached Chaz's feet and I was amazed at how smooth they
were. Not a single callus, no bumps, no imperfections at all. If
I spent much more time exploring her perfect body I was going to
have to work on my own self esteem pretty soon!

I kissed her feet and as I did I thought, "Gee, I don't believe I
have ever looked at a foot before and thought that it was
pretty!"

I finally reached her toes and one at a time, after first licking
them lightly, I took them into my mouth and sucked them like
little cocks. I was amazed at the reaction. I think she was too.
Her hands were pulled into fists and she was whispering again,
"Fuck me! Oh Jesus Jan! What are you doing to me?!"

I took my time and finished making love to her foot and then I
gave the other foot the same treatment. She had her eyes closed
tightly and her head was rolling back and forth and she kept
repeating "Fuck!" softly under her breath. 

I began to kiss my way up her other leg, spreading her legs apart
as I worked my way up and insinuating my body between her strong,
slender legs. When I finally reached that sexy place where her
legs met I was amazed. I have not been with that many women. I
have only been with the ones that were here today and a couple of
the senior VPs wives. 

While it is probably true that my experience with women exceeds
the experience of most everyday housewives, I haven't been with a
woman that many times. So I am no expert. In my limited
experience, however, I have never seen so much moisture streaming
from a vagina before! Her slit was very tight. It looked almost
virginal. The juices were positively running out of her and
running down between her legs in a stream. 

I licked at her slit lightly. She jumped as if I had touched an
ice cube to her body. Each time I ran my tongue up her slit she
jumped a little less until finally she just lay there groaning
and panting. 

I wasn't through teasing her though. I slid my hands under her
lower thighs and lifted her knees up to either side of her chest.
I licked up the stream of fluids that streamed down between her
thighs and then I licked the crack of her ass. When she felt my
tongue she squealed and twitched and reached down to push my head
away. 

I ignored her hands and concentrated on her pink little asshole
and she started making totally incomprehensible noises. She
actually came twice just from what I was doing with my tongue in
her butt. 

As soon as she stopped quivering uncontrollably when I teased her
ass with my tongue I lowered her thighs and began to eat her hot,
wet pussy and I enjoyed it nearly as much as she did. If you
count my night in the bookstore and my visit to that strange
club, The Slave Market, I had performed oral sex on a lot of
people in the last few weeks. I don't believe I have ever seen
anyone go as crazy as Chaz did. She was thrashing around and
pulling my hair and squeezing me with her thighs and crying
loudly, as though she were being beaten instead of eaten. 

We had gotten way past the "fuck, fuck, fuck" stage. She was
making noises still, but they were primitive, animal like noises
as she had one fierce orgasm after another. She finally collapsed
onto the cushion and went limp. 

I stopped then and just lay between her thighs and kissed around
her stomach and thighs, gently, softly. 

I finally stopped and rested my head on her stomach and she
reached down and ran her hands over my hair and held me tight to
her stomach.

We lay there like that for a few minutes and then I moved up
beside her again. She put her arms around my neck and stared at
my face for a moment with a look of total awe on her face. Then
she pulled me tight and hugged me and started crying!

I held her tight and after a few minutes she calmed down. I
waited until she was breathing normally and then I said, "Fuck! I
wish I had a dick!"

She laughed and said, "Girl, you don't need a dick! That was the
best fuck I ever had!"

I kissed her on the lips, gently, and asked, "So I take it you
wouldn't mind doing it again some time?"

She laughed quietly and said, "I know how Mr. Morris feels after
he is with you. I want to run out and buy you something! Brad
must be the happiest man in the world!"

I replied, "He is happy, but I think the housekeeper has
something to do with that."

We finally got up and headed back to the table. Everyone was
staring at us and for the first time I felt uncomfortable.

Carol said, "Jesus Christ Jan! What did you do to that poor girl,
and when are you going to do it to me?"

I leaned over and kissed Carol on the lips and said, "I would be
happy to do it to you anytime darling. It won't be the same
though. She was a virgin."

Carol licked her lips and then pulled my face back down to hers
and licked my face, licking up all of Chaz's juices that I hadn't
managed to swallow. 

When my face was clean she smiled and said, "Mmmm, she's
delicious!"

I was just pouring another glass of tea for Chaz and me when
Madison's cell phone rang. She spoke briefly and said, "I have to
go to the plant. I should be back in an hour."

After she left Chaz asked, "How long before I start getting phone
calls and visitors?"

I answered, "You will probably be hearing from, or seeing, all of
them within the first twenty-four hours." Then I corrected
myself. "I doubt that you will be hearing from Tim Davis. He just
got promoted and Mike is taking his spot. He and his wife were
always very uncomfortable with the program." 

I thought about Tim for a minute and said, "You know, I don't
know Tim. I have hardly spoken to him. It might just be that he
didn't like having his frigid wife in the program. He might not
have the same problem with other men's wives. I guess we will
have to wait and see about that. Mr. Gordon is a very nice man
who will come and visit you and you will just talk. He only does
what he has to in order to keep up appearances. At least that is
what he told me. If he is having sex with anyone it isn't me."

Helen was sitting and listening quietly and when I was finished
she asked, "Are there any single men my age working there? I'd
like to take a crack at this EPOD thing you guys have going for
you."

I said, "I'm sorry Helen, I don't know. I'll certainly start
keeping my eyes peeled for you. Wait a minute! I don't want you
in EPOD! I want you right here with me! Where would I find
another beautiful, naked housekeeper?"

She chuckled and said, "I'd like to put you to work on my
daughter. She's a bit of prude. I don't know where I went wrong
with her."

Chaz got a call on her cell phone then and got all excited. She
had her first summons. Mr. Kennedy asked to see her in his
office. I was happy to see how excited she was. It appeared that
she was going to fit right in.

After she left the three of us went swimming for a while. We were
still in the pool when Madison returned. She let herself in and
joined us out back. Then we waited impatiently to find out how
Chaz made out with Mr. Kennedy.

It was almost two hours before she returned. We were starting to
get worried. We didn't need to. She was on cloud nine. She
stripped and jumped in the pool and we gathered around and
listened as she told us all about her first time with Mr.
Kennedy. 

She had loved it and she told us all about it. I interrupted to
ask why it had taken so long and she said, "On the way out of his
office I ran into Mr. Newman and we went to his office to get
better acquainted. I loved it. They were both so nice. I must
have cum a dozen times. Mike is going to get the ride of his life
tonight!"

It was getting late and my friends all got up and dressed and
headed home. I started getting ready for dinner with Karen and
Bill, but I couldn't help feeling guilty about not taking Helen.


Brad came home and took a quick shower and dressed, casually, as
Karen had requested. Then we walked over to their house. Brad
brought his copy of Bill's book so that he could get it signed.

Karen answered the door in the nude and I said, "You really took
to this didn't you?"

She laughed and said, "I have never felt so comfortable before.
We have a house in Florida that is very near to a nudist camp. We
always joked about them when we were down there. I feel like I
should go over there and apologize to each and every one of
them."

I stripped my clothes off and after watching me Brad followed
suit. We followed Karen inside and Brad was introduced to his
favorite author. Bill wasn't wearing his robe this time and for
an older man he was in very good shape. He smiled at me and
checked me out briefly, but then Brad and he began to discuss the
book and they ignored us.

We had a very good time that evening. Even though we were all
naked all night, there was no sex. It was more like the nudism
you read about at nudist resorts. It was a kind of asexual,
relaxed nudity. It was just very pleasant. I loved Bill, he was
hilarious and he kept us laughing all night long with jokes and
stories. They were twice our age, but Brad and Bill were both
fascinated and very knowledgeable about WWII and they would
obviously be spending a lot of time together in the future. We
finally went home at about ten after a very nice evening. 

We had both wondered if they were interested in some sort of
sexual relationship, but they never even hinted at one. They just
enjoyed the nudity I guess.

The next morning, after Brad went to work, Helen and I just sat
around the pool. We didn't have any plans. I had forgotten that I
had suggested to Chaz that we girls go to Sweet Nothings and do a
little shopping. Chaz called at about nine to ask when I planned
on going and I told her I would call the others and see who
wanted to go and when and get back to her.

Being women, they were all up for a little clothes shopping and
we agreed to meet at my house at eleven. My house seemed to be
turning into the club house. I called Chaz back and told her and
then I invited Helen to join us. 

She hesitated for a few minutes and then she said, "Jan, I like
your friends. They are great. You just don't seem to be able to
get it through your beautiful, thick skull that I am still just a
housekeeper. Maybe they won't like me being included in the
things that you guys do all of the time."

I said, "I don't think that's true. If it is, then you and I are
going to be spending a lot of time alone together. Now stop
sounding like Chaz and get your ass in there and get dressed. I
have forgotten what you look like with clothes on. I'm curious."

Helen sighed and said, "More abuse! Why do I put up with this?"

I took my time and got ready and was downstairs by a little after
ten. The doorbell rang at ten thirty and I started to get up when
Helen yelled, "Don't you dare!"

I laughed and I finished getting up and pushed her back into her
chair and went and answered the door. It was Chaz and she said,
"I couldn't wait!" She rushed in and threw her arms around me and
kissed me like a long lost lover. 

Then she said, "God! I am so excited. Wait until you hear what
happened last night!"

I laughed and took her hand and pulled her into the kitchen and
said, "The others will be here any moment. You might as well
wait, unless this is something just for me."

The others showed up over the next fifteen minutes and Chaz was
going crazy waiting to tell her story. Midge was the last to show
up and when she joined us she said, "Helen, you're going with us
aren't you?"

Helen looked pleased when Midge assumed she was going and she
nodded. 

Midge said, "Good. I called Dave and told him we were all going
shopping and we needed to borrow one of the limos. He is going to
send one of them over to take us all to the shop."

Helen stood up and moved around behind me and squeezed my
shoulders and asked if anyone wanted anything. 

Chaz said, "YES! I want to tell you guys what happened last
night! Listen!"

We all laughed, happy to see her so excited. Carol asked for a
glass of water, she needed to take a pill and then Chaz started
telling us her story.

She said, "I had supper all ready when Mike pulled up in that
long ass limo last night. I can't wait to hear what the neighbors
think about that! Anyway, as soon as I served supper I started
telling him about how Jan took advantage of his poor wife. Oh
god! You should have seen him. He got so turned on.""That
wasn't the best part though. After we finished eating and I was
still clearing off the table the doorbell rang and Mike went to
the door. He came back in with Mr. Grant. I stopped what I was
doing and Mr. Grant said, 'I'm sorry, but I saw your beautiful
wife today at the office and I just couldn't wait another minute.
I have to have her.' He put his arms around me and ran his hands
down over my ass and then he looked at Mike and said, 'Does this
make you uncomfortable?'"

"Mike just grinned and said, 'Fuck no! It's a fantasy come true!'
Oh Christ it was great! Mr. Grant all but ripped my dress off and
he pushed me down and made me suck him for a minute and then he
bent me over Mike's arm chair and fucked me, right there in the
living room, all the while talking about how hot I was and how
sexy I was and how much he loved my pussy. Oh shit! I came a
dozen times before he came."

"Now remember, I had already had about a dozen orgasms with you
Jan, and then a bunch more with Mr. Kennedy. Then I had a dozen
more with Mr. Grant. As soon as he left though, Mike tore off his
clothes and said, 'That was the hottest fucking thing that I have
ever seen in my life!' Then he picked me up and threw me over his
shoulder and almost ran to our bedroom. Jesus! We did everything
last night. I mean we didn't stop until after two this morning.
It was the best sex I ever had. Well, except for maybe what we
did Jan."

"Bullshit!" I exclaimed and laughed. "Nothing is as exciting as
when your husband can't get enough of your horny ass! Well, no,
that isn't true, but I know that I am not the best sex you have
ever had."

Thankfully the doorbell rang and that embarrassing conversation
came to an end. It turned out that Dave had gone to Brad and Brad
had sent his limo over. I smiled and said good morning to Dennis
and he waited by the limo door while we gathered our things and
filed out of the house.

It was Chaz's first time in a stretch limo and she was very
excited. I looked at Midge and said, "Sometimes it's more
exciting than others. There is a lot of room to play in these
things."

Dennis drove us to Sweet Nothings and it was a very warm day
already so I insisted that he come into the store with us where
it was cool and he could give us a man's opinion about the things
we picked out.

It was obvious that he was uncomfortable, but I insisted and he
locked the door and followed us in.

We went through that store like locusts! We stayed in a group and
the other customers must have thought that we were drunk. We were
kidding around and cutting up and having a great time picking out
revealing, slutty clothing of all descriptions. 

The rest of us had already begun acquiring a slutty wardrobe, so
most of our shopping was for Chaz and Helen. Helen took a little
prodding, but finally just relaxed and gave up. We ended up an
hour later, gathered around the changing booths that were built
along one wall. 

We noticed that the first four didn't have doors and the owner,
Jo, explained that business and sales had really improved since
she had removed those doors. I stepped into one of the booths and
undressed so that I could try on the three outfits that I had
selected. 

Dennis, who had his arms full of clothes for Chaz, turned his
back and I said, "Dennis! I brought you in here to get your
opinion. You turn right back around right this minute."

He said, "Mrs. Pittman, as soon as you are ready you let me know
and I will be happy to give you my opinion of your clothing."

Midge and Madison laughed and said, "Don't be silly Dennis. Jan
isn't shy." Then they each took one of his arms and turned him
around. 

As I undressed I said, "Dennis, I have decided to take it upon
myself to loosen you up a little. You are much too uptight. You
need to enjoy life more. You like girls don't you?"

He was red as a crayon and trying to avoid looking at me, but he
glanced at me and said, "Yes ma'am! I like girls, women, very
much. You are my boss. I'm trying to do what is right here."

I was naked now and people, other customers, were gathering
nearby to watch, and listen, in amusement.

I said, "First of all Dennis, I am not your boss. I borrowed you
from your boss. Second, I spend most of my day naked. I like
being naked. From time to time you are going to see me naked. It
doesn't bother me a bit. In fact, I like it when men see me
naked. I have a long history of it. I started showing off to guys
when I was fourteen."

"Do you think that I am pretty Dennis?" I asked.

"Mrs. Pittman, you are beautiful. I could look at you all day
long. I do not want to lose my job, and that is the only place
that this can go."

"Dennis," I said, beginning to get a little bit exasperated. "My
husband would only be upset if you didn't think I was pretty. Now
please, lighten up. You are just making this harder on yourself.
Because you know I am going to keep after you until you relax and
go with the flow."

"Yes ma'am," he said, finally giving up and watching as, now that
I had his attention and the attention of everyone else in the
store, I began to try on the outfits I had picked out.

Midge said, "Jan! I didn't know you had a mean streak!"

I laughed and said, "Midge, it's for his own good."

I pulled on the slinky dress and modeled it for everyone. Then I
asked Dennis what he thought. He looked it over and said, "It is
a very attractive dress, but that isn't a good color for you."

I did a double take and as I was gaping at him Madison laughed
and said, "He is right girl. That is not your color. Here, let me
have that and I'll go get you one in a different color."

I undressed quickly and handed the dress to Madison. As she
walked away I said, "Dennis, are you sure you aren't gay?"

He smiled and said, "My wife and kids don't seem to think so
ma'am."

Midge said, "That's the way Dennis. You don't have to take that
shit from her!"

Madison came back with the dress in a different color and I tried
it on. I looked in the mirror and saw that they were right. This
was a much better color on me. I turned to Dennis and said,
"Well?"

Dennis blushed again and said, "Your friend chose an excellent
color ma'am. That dress is perfect for your hair color and
complexion."

I chuckled and said, "Dennis, will you take me shopping whenever
I buy clothes from now on?"

He said, "Oh god, I hope not!"

Everyone laughed, but I could see that he was starting to loosen
up, just a little anyway.

I tried on the other two outfits and he approved of one and
didn't like the other on me. He said it made my hips look too
big, which he had obvious evidence was not the case.

Midge went next and we all insisted on Dennis' advice on every
selection. He had a remarkable eye for women's fashion. He even
got used to us being undressed after a while!

We finally made our selections, based largely on Dennis'
approval, and went to check out. I paid for my clothes and Chaz's
on my EPOD credit card and I put Helen's on my personal card.
Then Dennis held the door for us and we walked outside to the
sound of applause from the rest of the people in the store. If
nothing else we had certainly gotten Jo's customers in the mood
to shop for slut clothes!

When we got home, I got Dennis to help us carry in the bags and
then I insisted that he join us for a drink. He wanted
desperately to leave, but I was very curious about him now. 

We all undressed, except for Dennis of course, and Helen brought
out a pitcher of plain tea. We sat around the kitchen table and I
asked Dennis how he came to be so knowledgeable about fashion.

He finally admitted that his twin sister was a clothing designer
in New York and that he had been subjected to more "fashion
sense" than any teenage male should ever have to endure when he
was growing up. Some of it just naturally sank in.

I was just glad that he wasn't gay. That would have taken all of
the fun out of teasing him.

I finally let him leave and the doorbell rang when I was half way
back into the kitchen. I thought that Dennis must have forgotten
something but when I opened the door it was a complete stranger.


He stared at me for a second and then he smiled and said, "I was
about to say forgive me for not calling ahead. I am afraid,
however, that if I did it would be a lie. Hello. My name is
Lawton. I have been asked to teach you how to use your car by a
mutual friend."

"Oh shit! I'm sorry. I forgot all about it. Come on in. I'll need
to put something on before I go outside."

He leered at me and said, "My pleasure!" 

He followed me into the kitchen and I heard him whisper under his
breath, "Jesus Christ!"

I couldn't help smiling. He had just spotted my naked
girlfriends. I said, "Ladies, this is Lawton. I forgot that he
was coming over to show me how to use all the gadgets in my car
today." 

They all smiled and said hi. Lawton stood there with his mouth
open while I slipped into my dress. Then I took his hand and led
him outside. I opened the door to my car and I got in the
driver's seat while he sat in the passenger seat. I noticed that
his car was parked at the foot of the driveway. It was the same
car, only a different color.

He showed me how everything worked and it went pretty well except
for the navigation system. I had a problem with that at first.
Finally he made me do it enough that it made sense and I thought
that I could do it on my own. I thanked him for his help and
invited him back inside for a drink. 

He said that he desperately wished that he could, and I believed
him, but that he had to get back to work. He gave me his card and
said that if I got confused again he would be more than happy to
answer any questions that I had. I walked him to his car and saw
him off. Then I went back inside.

Midge said, "Who was that? I looked at his card and laughed. That
was Lawton Miller. From his card it appears that he owns all of
the Mercedes dealerships in Vermont and Northeastern New York!"

The ladies started dressing to go home. I told them that I would
be working at the plant for several hours tomorrow. I explained
what Mr. Morris had asked me to do about improving the working
conditions at the plant.

I saw everyone out and Helen and I had a chance to just kick back
and relax for a few minutes. After a minute or two I became aware
that Helen was staring at me. I looked over to see what was
wrong. She just kept staring and finally I asked, "What?"

"You really are something special, aren't you?" she said.

I shook my head and said, "No Helen, I'm just working this life
out just like everyone else."

She said, "No Jan. You aren't like anyone else I know. You change
the lives of everyone around you for the better. You make sad
people happy. You make boring lives fun. You make the most
outrageous behavior acceptable. More people have seen my ass
naked in the last week than in the entire rest of my life! You
make that fun, somehow, without it being sleazy. You care about
everyone you meet and they can sense it and they love you for it.
I love you for it. I have just met you and I love you and your
wonderful husband so much already. The last couple of weeks of my
life I have been happy again and I swear it is all that I can do
to keep from crying. I'm that happy. I thought I'd never be happy
again after my husband was killed. I want you to know that I love
you, and I appreciate what you have done. Not just for me, for
everyone. I love watching you work, in part because you don't
even realize that you are doing it. It just comes naturally to
you."

I got up and went over to her and put my arms around her and
pulled her close. I held her tight for a minute and then I said,
"Shut the fuck up! You are embarrassing the hell out of me. And
you're wrong. You make me sound like...., god, I don't know.
Something that I'm not, I'm just lucky about the people that my
life has placed around me. Everyone just kind of meshes, it isn't
because of me."

Helen shook her head and I looked in her face and she was
crying.

I said, "Stop that! You are going to make me cry and I don't even
have anything to cry about! Neither do you. I think you've had
too much caffeine." I hugged her tight and said, "I love it that
you like me so much and have such a high, if undeserved opinion
of me. It isn't deserved though. I'm just having a particularly
good life and sharing it is half the fun. There is nothing
amazing about that. Now," I said, and I kissed her cheek, "get to
work or you're fired."

She laughed and wiped her tears and said, "Bitch!"

Then she kissed me and hugged me again and went to dry her eyes
and start supper.

I took my new clothes upstairs and hung them up and sat on the
chair by my bedroom window and wondered if I was different.
People kept saying it. I thought about the things I had done
since Brad got promoted and I suppose that I had taken to them a
lot more enthusiastically than most of my peers. Other than that
though, I think people were just judging me on my smile. I was no
better or worse than anyone else I knew.

We had a quiet evening. At dinner Brad told me that he didn't
know what happened today, but poor Dennis couldn't look him in
the eye.

I told Brad what had happened and how much help Dennis had been
at Sweet Nothings.

He just shook his head and said, "I hope he doesn't quit."

Things finally picked up on Thursday. Mr. Grant and Mr. Newman
came over in the morning and we went upstairs and played for a
while. The first time we had gotten together, Mr. Newman had
fucked me, and then, while I had sucked his cock clean Mr. Grant
had fucked my ass. That had been my first time, and it hadn't
been that bad. This time, I sucked Mr. Grant until he was hard
and then he pulled me up on top of him and I started slowly
fucking him. He stopped me and pulled me down against his chest
and started kissing me and in a moment I felt Mr. Newman start to
grease up my ass with lubricant. 

I tried concentrating on Mr. Grant and making myself relax and
after stretching me out a little Mr. Newman shuffled up between
our widespread legs and began forcing his cock slowly into my
ass. I guess once you have done it a couple of times and realize
that it isn't that bad you can relax a little easier and kind of
go with it. I had certainly gotten a lot more practice than I
wanted that night that Riggs had taken me out.

This was different though. This was the first time I had been
fucked in the ass while I had a cock in my pussy. It was an
amazing feeling. I had never felt so stuffed full of cock before
and, while it was a little uncomfortable, it was very exciting
too. The idea of it turned me on. 

Mr. Newman took his time and worked his cock in slowly and once
he was all the way in he leaned over me and said, "Are you okay?
You want me to stop?"

I took a deep breath and said, "I feel like I'm being fucked by a
horse. No! I don't want you to stop. Just take it slow for the
first couple of minutes, okay?"

Mr. Grant went back to kissing me and he started pulling and
squeezing on my nipples and that helped a lot. Mr. Grant couldn't
move, and I couldn't move much, but when Mr. Newman started
fucking me while Mr. Grant pinched my nipples I was surprised at
how good it felt.

I was almost there. If Mr. Newman had lasted just a little longer
I could have made it. I wasn't worried though. After Mr. Newman
came, very quickly I might add, he got off and Mr. Grant rolled
me over and smiled down at me and said, "I've never been on the
bottom before. I couldn't get off, but watching your face while
he fucked your ass really turned me on. Now I'm going to fuck you
about half to death!"

He did, too. He fucked me for nearly half an hour. Every time he
started getting close to cumming he would stop and make me change
positions. I came several times before he finally came. He rolled
off of me and I moved down and gently licked him clean. Then the
three of us headed for the shower. I soaped them up and then they
soaped me up and then I sucked them both off in the shower. 

After they had both cum and I had licked their cocks clean Mr.
Grant said, "Since you started in EPOD I have been with all of
the wives several times Jan. Well, except for Grace." 

When he said Grace's name he shuddered.

"I enjoy them all," he continued. "They are all sweet, sexy,
beautiful women and I am very fond of each of them. Why is it
that you are the only one that can make me cum twice?"

I shrugged and said, "Maybe it's the way I hold my mouth?"

He laughed and said, "Maybe it's the way you use your mouth! No,
I don't know what it is, but there is just something about you. I
can't see myself retiring and giving this up. I am going to have
to die at work."

I went over and sat on his lap and smiled and said, "Silly, I
won't quit fucking you just because you retire! You will always
be welcome here."

He stared at me for a minute and then he shook his head and said,
"You mean it, don't you?!"

"Of course I do!" I exclaimed. "I like you. I like to fuck. Why
would I stop?"

He looked over at Mr. Newman and said, "I'm putting her in my
will."

I shot out of his lap then and stood facing him with my hands on
my hips and said, "Don't you dare! Don't you start that too or
I'll cut you off!"

Both men laughed and Mr. Newman quickly stepped in. "Down girl!
He was just kidding. Trust me. He is the penny pinchingest old
fart at the plant. If he leaves you anything in his will it will
be the bill for is burial." 

"That's fine," I said. "You guys have to stop being so generous.
It is going to take all the fun out of being a slut!"

They laughed again and Mr. Grant said, "We don't want that
darlin'. Now calm down, I'd hate to have to spank you."

I sidled up to him then and smiled and put my arm around his neck
and said, "Oh yeah, a spanking? That could be fun."

He slapped my ass and pushed me away and we all went into the
bedroom and we all got dressed. I followed them out and followed
them to the plant. 

I went around to the manufacturing areas in the back again and
this time I went to the last building and found the break area.
Just like when I approached the first building last Friday, the
people sitting around were curious and a bit skeptical when I
told them why I was there. 

This time though, they quickly opened up and I didn't even have
to flash my underwear at them. I talked to dozens of people as
they shuffled in and out on their breaks and talked about
possible improvements in their work environment. I left my number
with them and then I went to the second building and spent an
hour or so there. As the afternoon went on I gathered a few more
serious suggestions and just like on Friday, they were all minor
irritants that could easily be corrected. I started asking people
why they hadn't suggested these things and learned that many of
these things had been suggested in the past and nothing ever came
of it. I thought I should look into that.

It was getting late and I wanted to get out of here before the
workers got off so that I could beat the traffic. I hurried to
Heather's office and as I was walking in Chaz was coming down the
hall from Mike's office. We stopped and spoke for a minute. 

She had just spent a half hour with Tim Davis!

I grinned and said, "That hypocritical son of a bitch! How was
he?"

Chaz looked around and made sure no one was around and then she
leaned closer and said, "He has a tiny dick, and I thought he'd
never cum! I bet I know why he hated his wife being in EPOD. She
found out what a real dick looked like!"

"You are so bad!" I said and laughed. I looked at my watch and
said, "I have to hurry to beat the rush. See you tomorrow?"

She nodded and left. I continued on to Heather's office. Heather
and I talked for a few minutes and then I suggested dinner Sunday
afternoon at my place and she said that was fine with her. I
hurried to my car then and got off the property just before the
plant started letting out. 

I went home and got on the computer and prepared my suggestions
and comments for Mr. Morris and also mentioned that the reason
people said that they no longer submitted a suggestion was that
all of their suggestions were ignored.

I went into the kitchen after I finished my report and I suddenly
realized that I had company coming for dinner on Saturday and
Sunday. When I had invited Heather over on Sunday I had forgotten
that Mo was coming on Saturday. I apologized to Helen but she
genuinely didn't seem to care. I told her that I had promised Mr.
Morris that Brad would make his world famous lasagna for him on
Saturday and she said, "Good, I'll get a chance to watch and
steal his recipe."

Now that we had taken care of the weekend I asked Helen if she
would like to go to The Slave Traders with us on Friday night.
She got an excited look on her face for a second and then she
said, "There you go inviting the help along again. Jan, we can be
great friends. I think you are the nicest person that I have ever
met. Like it or not, there is a caste system in this country and
some people are simply not comfortable cavorting with the help. I
understand it. I accept it. Now stop teasing an old broad like
that."

I got up and went to the phone and called Midge. When she
answered I said, "Midge, is there a caste system in this
country?"

In a complete deadpan voice she said, "Yes, and you are at the
bottom of it."

I laughed and said, "Fuck you darling! Just between you and me,
what would you think if I were to invite Helen to the club with
us tomorrow night?"

I pushed the button for speakerphone and set the phone down on
the counter. Midge didn't even hesitate. "I think that's a great
idea! Dave was asking about her when he dropped by to fuck you
the other day. He would love to have her along. I like her too,
she's funny. I know the Bobbsey Twins love her. She would sure be
popular at the club with that body of hers. By all means invite
her! Tell her to wear that slutty little dress she bought that is
split all the way up to her ears."

"I will. Are you coming over tomorrow? Unless one of the men
calls I am free after I drop off some papers for Mr. Morris."

"See you about ten or so," she said and we hung up.

I turned to Helen and said, "Now, am I going to have to take any
more of your shit?"

She looked like she was going to cry. She said, "Why am I so
grateful that you have just invited me to a kinky club where I am
going to get fucked by a bunch of strange men?"

I smiled and said, "You better wait until we get home to thank
me. You may be biting off more than you can chew."

She said, "Oh no, I promise not to bite."

Brad finally came home and I took him upstairs and helped him
undress and asked about his day. He finished undressing and took
me in his arms and said, "Mike is a big help. You picked good. We
get twice as much done now that Davis got promoted. How was your
day?"

I told him about the two dinners scheduled for this weekend and
my afternoon at the plant. I told him that Mr. Grant and Mr.
Newman had come by and that I would go into detail when we went
to bed tonight. Then I asked, "You don't have a problem with
inviting Helen to the club tomorrow do you?"

He got a surprised look on his face and said, "You know me better
than that!"

I sighed and apologized and then I kissed him and told him how
much I loved him. By the time we got downstairs supper was
ready.

After we ate we talked a little more about the club and I
reminded Helen that she couldn't say anything to Carol and
Madison. After it got dark and had cooled off a little we went
out and used the pool for a little while. We hardly ever used the
hot tub, but we found the pool very relaxing. We took a bottle of
wine out with us and just soaked in the water and sipped wine and
talked. Helen told us about her husband and afterwards she said
that this had been the first time that she had been able to talk
about him without getting angry, angry at him and the Army and
Bush. 

She said, "You guys are good therapy. I know I'm not really part
of the family, but I feel loved and welcome for the first time in
a very long time, and I certainly don't feel so alone anymore.

I said, "You silly bitch! Of course you are part of the family!
If you weren't part of the family I couldn't call you a silly
bitch. What do I have to do, call you Sis? I always wanted a
sister. Will you be my big sister?"

She looked at Brad and said, "How could anyone not feel welcome
after that?"

Brad smiled and put his arms around her and said, "Don't take her
up on that offer to be her sister. Then we'd have to deal with
that whole incest thing. I'd hate that."

When Brad turned her loose I went over and put my arms around her
and stood there with our foreheads touching and I said, "Maybe
you guys are right. Maybe I'm not like other people, but you
aren't either. I loved you right away and I love you more every
day. I couldn't stand it if you left us. You're funny and pretty
and smart and I enjoy the hell out of being with you. Not to
mention that you make the best Long Island ice tea I have ever
tasted. And you hardly suck at all at cleaning house. I have no
idea how you do it. I hardly ever see you work, but this house is
immaculate! Brad had to force me to hire someone when we moved
here. I am so glad it was you."

Brad had had just about enough of the mush. He finally said, "All
right damn it. You girls need to get a room. I'm about to lose my
supper here."

Helen stepped back and smiled, but she was crying and I realized
that I had tears in my eyes too. She said, "Drink your damned
wine, silly woman!"

We sipped our wine quietly for a while and then Brad said,
"Helen, you are part of the family. Now, I think that's settled.
I'm going to bed. We are going to be up very late tomorrow
night."

We all got out of the pool and dried off and went to bed. In bed
I asked Brad if he had enough strength to hear about what
happened with Mr. Grant and Mr. Newman and he said, "I never
thought I'd say this, but no. I'm exhausted. Maybe you can slip
it in on a slow day."

We kissed and I told him how much I loved him and we were asleep
in about a minute.

I went into the plant the first thing in the morning and gave my
report to Mo. I pointed out the problem with past suggestions
being ignored and he said he would look into it. Then I went
straight home.

The girls started showing up around ten. Helen didn't join us
right away, she was working somewhere in The Palace and I didn't
even know where. It's a big place.

We went out on the patio and relaxed. The girls kept bugging
Midge and me for details about the club that we were going to
tonight. The only thing that we would tell them was to tell their
husbands that they would be very late, wear their sluttiest
outfits, and no underwear.

Chaz was listening and watching and I turned to her and asked, "I
suppose you are wondering why you aren't invited?"

She shrugged and nodded. 

I said, "We had no idea how well you were going to take to EPOD.
You obviously are a hit, maybe even a bigger hit than me. God
knows you're a lot sexier." 

She tried to deny it, but I said, "Don't be silly Chaz. Of course
you are. I don't mind. I'm not jealous. Well, I wish I had your
tits, but I don't feel threatened by you. I like you, a lot. We
couldn't have picked a better girl to join our ranks. We are all
relieved that Mike is fitting in so well too, especially Brad. He
likes your husband and said he is a big help at work. There is
still one question we need to ask you though. How do you feel
about Mike with another woman?"

"I was thinking about that yesterday. It wasn't something I had
thought about before. I know he would never have cheated on me.
He is a very honest and honorable man. It just wasn't something I
ever thought about. Then I saw you going upstairs with Mr. Burton
and started hearing about Brad and Midge and Brad and Helen and I
realized that it was going to happen and I tried to imagine it. I
pictured him with you and I realized that I thought it was pretty
exciting. I want him to have just as much fun with this as you
guys are having. I don't want him to start feeling left out and
resentful, and I don't want him to withdraw and act like
Madison's husband or yours Carol. I don't have any reservations
about it. I want him to. Besides, he has been wonderful, he
deserves it."

Midge reached for her purse and picked up the phone and as she
waited for her husband to answer his phone she said, "This is
turning into quite a party."

When Dave answered Midge said, "Sweetheart, can we make that
dinner for seven? We'd like to invite Mike and Chaz."

She listened to his response and smiled and said, "Yes, I thought
you might. See you tonight dear."

Midge hung up the phone and said, "Chaz, you better make sure
that Mike wants to go."

She asked, "What did he say?"

Midge laughed and said, "You bet your ass I'd like that hot
little babe to come. There was more after that, but I can't
repeat it."

Chaz called her husband and it was settled. 

Helen joined us then and we just sat around and fended off
questions about the club and what was so special about it. At
lunch time I suggested a heavier than normal lunch since dinner
proportions were so small. The problem was that nobody was very
hungry. So we got nearly everything out of the refrigerator and
made a huge salad.

Everyone went home around two. We were all going to be picked up
by Dave and Midge. Brad and I would be last since we were the
last house on the way out of town. The car arrived at a quarter
to seven and the three of us went out and Matt held the door for
us. He smiled and me and said "Good evening Jan."

I laughed and said, "I thought you didn't love me anymore Matt!"

"Not true Jan. I love you just as much as always."

I smiled and kissed him on the cheek and said, "We'll see about
that in a little while."

"Yes ma'am," he said and I climbed in and looked around for a
seat. The car seemed huge when there were just four of us back
there. With seven of us it was a lot cozier. I said hi to
everyone and looked around for a place to sit. I noticed that
Midge had her arms around Chaz and Dave was keeping Madison busy.
Brad had Carol to keep his hands warm and Mike had already
started getting better acquainted with Helen. I didn't have
anyone to play with!

I moved into the front corner and watched the various couples
playing with each other. It would be nice if we had another man
with us, one that didn't have to drive the car, but I was really
enjoying this.

I looked around and saw that Midge had exposed Chaz's breasts and
was teasing them. Dave had one hand under Madison's skirt and was
teasing her pussy while talking to Mike, who had his hand under
Helen's slutty little dress. Brad was playing with Carol's pussy
and listening to Dave and Mike. After a while Dave turned to me
and said, "I have another hand if you are feeling left out
darlin'."

I smiled and said, "Thank you Dave. I enjoy watching though. This
is pretty exciting. All these years I thought that I was an
exhibitionist. Since I joined EPOD I have learned that I'm a
voyeur too!"

We pulled up to the club at a little after eight and Matt let us
out at the door. We had to stand around and wait for the girls to
put their clothes back in order before we could go in. I squeezed
Matt's hand and said, "You should go in with us." 

He smiled and said, "No ma'am, remember what I told you, time and
place."

I shrugged and said, "I'll make it up to you, and I don't believe
in time and place."

He said, "I know, that's why you are so dangerous."

We headed for the door and it was opened by that same man with
the tuxedo on. I was shocked when he remembered our names. He had
seen Brad and me once for less than a minute, but he remembered
our names!

We were taken immediately to a booth by another beautiful naked
woman and just like before we girls undressed before sitting
down. Helen knew everything that was going to happen but Mike and
Carol and Madison and Chaz didn't and it was a lot of fun
watching their reactions.

We sat like last time, the men on one end and the girls on the
other and the drinks showed up like magic again without a word
being said. I was more aware of my surroundings this time and I
noticed other women guests undressing before taking their seats.
Somehow I had missed that last time. I kept my eyes on the walls,
waiting for the lights to come up just enough for us to see the
naked ladies being chained up there. I couldn't wait to see the
reactions of my friends.

It wasn't long before dinner arrived and just like the first time
the food was totally unrecognizable. I couldn't even tell if it
was meat or fish or vegetable. It was beautiful to look at
though, and very tasty.

We ate and talked quietly and I just happened to be looking at
Madison's face when she finally saw what was happening around the
club. She choked on something and put her hand over her mouth and
then she started laughing. Everyone looked at her like she was
crazy but she looked at me and smiled and said, "You fucking
pervert!"

Carol looked at her and said, "Madison? Are you alright?"

She nodded her head and said, "Look around. Look at the walls and
the posts." 

Mike and Chaz and Carol all saw it at the same time and Carol
said, "Oh my god! What are they doing?"

I just held my finger up to my lips and said, "Hush!" 

The naked lady and a naked assistant came and cleared the table
and brought the men another drink. Then twelve large men in
tuxedos came to our table and we stood up and were led to a
section of the wall and all of us were chained up side by side. 

Carol tried again to ask what was happening and one of the men in
tuxedos said, "No talking!" in a strong, forceful, but still
somehow quiet voice.

Carol shut up and we waited as the men started coming down the
line and stopping in front of each of us and toying with us, all
without saying a word. Strange man after strange man stood in
front of us and played with our breasts and teased our nipples
and explored our already excited pussies. Just like last time,
every once in a while a particularly adventurous man would pull
out a cock and dip it into one or several of us. 

It didn't take long before we were all more than ready to be
unchained and led into the back. Nor did it take long before that
started happening. It came as a surprise to no one that Chaz was
the first to go. She looked a little nervous, but she was ready
and willing. She smiled at us as she was led away and then we
were all being led away one at a time to benches in the large
room in back. 

I was surprised when the first person, or persons actually, to
select me were the pair of very well hung black and white men
from the last time I was hear. I mean like a black man and a
white man, they weren't zebras or anything.

I recognized the young black guy and he winked at me. I smiled
and then I opened my mouth as his cock started slowly expanding
my lips and heading for my throat. It was easier this time. I had
had a lot more experience and it didn't hurt at all as he forced
that monster down my throat. I heard him whisper, "Son of a
bitch! I can't get over that she can do that!"

His partner shushed him again and as he began to fuck my throat
his partner started sliding his long, fat cock into my very ready
pussy. As his cock entered my pussy I moaned in pleasure around
the cock in my throat and the black guy groaned and said,
"Shit!"

It was hardly any time at all before I felt his cock throbbing
and this time he pulled back a little and I was able to
enthusiastically suck his cum out of him. He finished cumming and
held his cock in my mouth and after letting the sensitivity pass
I began sucking him again. He moaned and then he moved a little
closer and reached down and started squeezing my tits and before
very long his cock was hard again. I moaned in pleasure as he
started fucking my throat again. I'm sorry, but the idea of being
face fucked by a beautiful, big black cock, attached to a very
handsome black man just turns me the fuck on. 

I was sucking like a crazy woman as he pounded in and out of my
mouth and my hips, even though I was restrained on this damned
bench, were lifting up to meet every violent stroke of his white
friend's cock. 

I started cumming before the white guy was finished and I came at
least three times before he tensed up and filled me with cum.
After he came he shivered and then he slowly pulled his cock out
and then they traded places.

I eagerly took his nearly soft cock into my mouth and started
sucking him enthusiastically while his black friend took up where
he had left off. I have no idea how many times I came before they
both came again. It was a lot.

They both finished up finally and put their cocks away. The black
guy looked around and then he came around and bent down and
kissed my lips and whispered, "You are the hottest woman I have
ever met. Thanks babe."

I smiled and winked at him and he and his friend left.

The naked lady came around and wiped me clean with a warm cloth
and then she moved out of the way and two tuxedos unfastened my
bonds and led me back to my chains. As I was led out I noticed
Chaz, still tied to her bench on her stomach and being double
fucked while four men with obviously fresh fucked cocks stood
around watching. That was all I saw before I was led out.

When I got back out there, Madison and Midge were being led in
together. Midge winked at me as she went by. I smiled and looked
down the wall to see that Carol was being led away. Helen was
still inside, or was back inside. I was the only one of our group
still chained up.

As soon as the guys in tuxedos walked away the parade of horny
men started again. It didn't last long though. I was only chained
up for a few minutes before I was taken into the back again. As I
was led down the hall I heard moans of pleasure from one of the
smaller rooms and I was sure that I recognized Midge's moans. I
was pretty sure I knew what she and Madison were doing and I
wished that I could have watched for a minute or two. I
remembered when I had been chained up with Midge a couple of
weeks ago. It had been very exciting. I know it would have been
fun to watch.

I was led back into the main room and strapped down again and I
was surprised to see my dry cleaner. I hadn't even noticed him
come by. In fact, I was sure that he hadn't been one of the men
that groped me out there on the wall.

I guess he had seen me from a distance and requested me. I smiled
up at him and he stood at my side looking down at me and squeezed
my breasts gently. He looked around and whispered, "I've missed
you."

He bent down and nibbled on my nipple and I whispered, "I missed
you too. Want me to make it up to you?"

He smiled and stood up and opened his pants and pulled out his
cock. I opened my mouth and sucked him lovingly for a few minutes
and then I started getting enthusiastic. As I started taking him
down my throat he moaned and twisted my tits and squeezed my
nipples and just as he started to cum I pulled my head back and
sucked his cum out of his cock greedily.

He was leaning over me and under his breath I heard him saying
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," over and over as I sucked the hot cum out of
him.

He pulled his cock free after he came and I kissed it before he
could pull it away. He patted my face gently and smiled and then
he walked away. I didn't get released though. I felt someone move
up between my legs and I was grateful. I was ready to get fucked
again. I felt his hands on my thighs and then exploring my pussy
for a moment and then he started pushing his cock into me. I
groaned in pleasure and as he started fucking me I looked up to
see who was causing me all of this pleasure. 

I didn't recognize him, I didn't really expect to, so many men go
by when we are chained up and explore our bodies we couldn't
possibly remember them all. I was just curious. He was a nice
looking older gentleman with a very nice cock. 

I probably was not his first tonight. He lasted a very long time,
which was great, because it felt wonderful. 

While he was fucking me another man came over and I don't know
what the etiquette is in this situation. I don't know if he asked
or if he just came over and saw my mouth not doing anything. In
any case, he stood at my head and stuffed his cock, which had
just come from another woman's pussy, into my mouth. 

I started sucking him and he was hard again quickly. His cock was
about the size of Brad's and so I had no trouble taking it into
my throat. The two men established a rhythm and it was like they
were trying to make their cocks meet in the middle of me they
were fucking me so hard. It was a little uncomfortable, but it
was exciting too and I started cumming again. 

I came several times before they both did and then they moved
away without any sign that they had just used me. They totally
ignored me and stood and looked around the room for a moment
while they put their pants back together and then left the room.

It took a while for a clean-up girl to come around. I guess this
was a hectic job at times, cleaning cum from other women's
pussies. I wondered what it would be like, doing that for an
entire evening, or as a full time job!

I was finally taken back out to the wall and chained up. The
girls were all getting tired, but they all looked like they were
having fun. I had just been chained in place when someone came by
and stopped in front of Midge. I recognized him as the guy from
last time that seemed to know her. They smiled and he left and
soon she was being led away again. I wondered if I should ask her
about that guy. 

We somehow lasted another two hours. At two o'clock they came and
let us all go. This time I had had the presence of mind to note
where our booth was and I led the way back up to rejoin the men.
I stopped to kiss Brad and ask, "Have fun?" 

He nodded and said, "You?"

I put my lips to his ear and whispered, "FUCK YES!"

We had one last drink and then the girl brought our clothes out
and we carried them out to the limo.

I admired the way Matt held the door for us and watched us enter
the back of the limo just as though we were all fully dressed and
had not just spent the last four or five hours having sex with
strange men. 

We were all exhausted, and Brad and I and Dave and Midge were
sitting quietly listening to the animated conversation as the
others talked excitedly about their experiences this evening.

I was sitting on the softly carpeted floor leaning back between
Brad's legs and listening in amusement as Brad ran his fingers
through my hair absently. I was feeling relaxed and sated. 

Mike was quiet and listening attentively as Chaz told us about
her first thoughts as she was chained to the wall and men started
filing by and feeling her up and her reaction to the idea of
being helpless and totally available. She talked about how the
silence, the total absence of conversation was so eerie at first,
but then it just made it that much more exciting.

I looked around at the women who had experienced The Slave Market
for the first time and it was obvious that they had enjoyed
themselves. I looked at Dave and he smiled at me. I smiled back
and whispered, "It was great, thanks."

Midge reached down and took my hand and we held hands for a
while. I returned my attention to the reactions of my good
friends and even though I had been thoroughly fucked by a lot of
sexual athletes this evening, I found myself getting aroused
again as I relived the evening vicariously.

Helen was quiet, but every time our eyes met she smiled widely.
Chaz and Madison were doing most of the talking. Carol looked
exhausted and before long she stretched out beside me on the
floor and rested her head in my lap. She kissed my thigh, and in
two minutes she was breathing softly and sleeping soundly.

We talked about it and all agreed that we were too tired to play
anymore. I asked, "What about Matt?"

Midge said, "Don't worry. I'll make it up to him later."

Brad, Helen and I were dropped off first and we went straight to
bed and slept until almost eleven in the morning. 

After we struggled out of bed, Brad and I took a long, pleasant
shower together and then we went downstairs. Helen had obviously
just gotten up and was sipping on her first cup of coffee. We
joined her at the table and I asked her how it had gone last
night. She had been pretty quiet on the ride home.

She said, "I have been trying to remember how many men I had sex
with last night. It was incredible. I have never been tied up
before and, I guess because I felt safe, I found it to be an
incredibly erotic experience. To be tied up and helpless while
any number of strange men have total access to your body, I only
had one real scare the entire night. Some big mean looking,
really butch female came around while I was the only one in our
group chained up and started pulling on my nipples and telling me
how I needed to be trained. She scared me."

"Oh my god!" I exclaimed. "I remember her from last time. I
thought she was going to take me in the back but fortunately
someone else had called for me and I was led away right in front
of her. She really looked pissed too. Yeah, she was scary."

Helen said, "It has been years since I have been taken by two men
at one time. It was hard to adjust at first. I didn't know what
to concentrate on. Once I figured out that I didn't have to
concentrate, on anything, just relax and let it happen, that was
when it got good. I wouldn't want to do that very often, but I
would love to do it again some day. Thanks for inviting me."

I said, "I'm glad you had a good time." Then I turned to Brad and
said, "You never talk about what you did. I'm curious."

Brad thought for a minute and finally he said, "We sat and talked
for while, Mike and Dave and I. Then we started circulating on
the far end, as far as we could get from you girls. Mike didn't
get very far at all before he found a sexy little redhead that he
had to have. Dave and I were enjoying browsing. We found
something that was really amusing before long though. We came
upon two women, side by side that looked like sisters. We decided
that might be entertaining and went in and requested them. Do you
remember what you did with Midge the last time, in that smaller
room you told us about?"

I nodded.

"We took them into that room, or another like it, and did to them
what was done to you."

Afterwards they had returned to the table and had another drink
and watched us girls being felt up and led in and out for a
while. When they had adequately recuperated, the three of them
circulated again and each selected a girl to take into back and
that was it for them.

It was apparent to me that we girls had the best time.

We got quiet for a minute and then Helen said, "Oh, I almost
forgot. Your mother called this morning, just before you got up.
I offered to wake you, but she said it was nothing urgent, she
just wanted to talk. She seemed really nice. She said something
about her and your dad coming for a visit."

My mother had been hinting about that for a while, but more than
ever now that we had moved into the new house. I chuckled as I
imagined my mother's face if she had even an inkling of the kind
of life I was living now. It isn't that I have any regrets, or
any second thoughts. I love my life. I love my sex life and my
sexy lifestyle. I wouldn't want my mother to find out though. 

I could just imagine my parent's reaction to one of the VPs
dropping by for a nooner!

For a while it was another lazy Saturday. We had a light lunch
because whenever Brad makes his lasagna I always eat too much.
Since Brad was cooking supper Helen had most of the day off. 

Brad started cooking around four and Mr. Morris showed up at
five. It wasn't as hot outside as it had been lately and we sat
on the patio in the shade and talked quietly. Brad wasn't so self
conscious this time and Mr. Morris and Helen got along very well.
Mo liked her rough sense of humor and we were having a lot of
fun. 

I told Mo that I had a problem coming up, my parents wanted to
come visit for a week and I would need to act like an everyday
housewife for a week, if possible. He said that it was no problem
at all. In fact, he offered me the use of the company's brand new
jet to go and pick them up. My first impulse was to turn him
down, but the idea of flying my parents to my new palace and
transporting them in a stretch limo after they had made all of
those comments about how Brad and I were doomed to a life of
poverty and struggling to exist because we married so young, that
was just irresistible.

I told Mo about my parents and their dire predictions and told
him that I couldn't resist. I would take him up on his offer. He
told me to arrange the dates with my parents and make the
arrangements with Heather. I couldn't stop grinning the rest of
the evening as I imagined their reactions to my new life. 

We went inside at dinner time and the smell of garlic made my
mouth water. We ate in the dining room and we had a wonderful
meal. Mo joked that he was tempted to fire Brad and rehire him as
his cook. Brad is not much of a cook except that he can grill a
mean steak and he makes the best lasagna in the world.

I told him that was out of the question because then I would no
longer be eligible for EPOD. 

We sat at the table and finished off the wine after dinner and
when Mo was able to move again I took his hand and led him
upstairs. As we climbed up the stairs I told him that he was
going to have to give Chaz a call soon. Not only was she
beautiful and sexy, but she was sweet and had an air of innocence
about her that he would enjoy.

Mo put his arm around me and said, "Yes, she is beautiful, and I
have heard that she is a very sensual and sexual young woman,
just like you. It isn't that I would feel like I was cheating on
you, or that I don't find her attractive. However, I find that I
don't get that warm feeling that I get from thinking of you from
any other woman. Don't misunderstand. I have no desire to come
between you and Brad. I think that you two are the perfect
couple, but I treasure the time I spend with you. I hope this
isn't too ghoulish, but in many ways you remind me of my wife.
She wasn't nearly as beautiful as you are, but she had a quality
similar to yours of being able to touch the people around her,
being able to have a positive effect on their lives without even
trying. You're special and I treasure our time together because
being with you feels like being with her."

I was already naked, of course. So I helped undress Mo and we lay
together on the bed and cuddled and talked quietly for a long
time. After nearly half an hour of just being close I began to
move my hand gently over his body. If I didn't look at his gray
hair and his ruggedly handsome face which was beginning to show
his age now, I would have sworn that he was a much younger man.
His cock was certainly getting younger. As soon as my hand began
to glide up his thigh and around his stomach, teasing him and
silently drawing the subject to sex, his cock began to react. 

I thought back to our first time in his office and I couldn't
help being happy that I had had something to do with bringing
about the return of his virility. It took hardly any time at all
for his cock to reach full erection. I never ceased to be
impressed by it either. I had been exposed to a lot of male
organs lately, and not one of them was nicer than Mo's. 

There had been a couple of cocks that were larger, but not nicer.
Something about Mo's cock was special, or maybe it was just that
Mo was special. 

I moved down and rested my head on Mo's stomach and teased his
cock with my tongue for a few minutes and I felt him getting more
excited. I placed my lips around the head of his cock and I was
just starting to slide my mouth down over it when he stopped me.

He slid down so that his feet hung over the foot of the bed and
easily lifted me over him so that my knees were on either side of
his head and my face near his cock. He said, "I have never tried
this, but I have heard it described and it has always sounded
like fun."

He reached up and his hands each grabbed a handful of my butt
cheeks and he pulled my pussy down to his lips and he began to
eat my pussy eagerly. I took his cock back into my mouth and
tried hard to concentrate on sucking him off. It was not easy. He
was very good at what he was doing. I had to stop several times
for some major orgasms before I finally was able to get him off.

We stayed in that position and kissed each other lightly while
our heart rates returned to normal. Mo continued to move his
hands lightly over my body. I suppose that I was a heavy weight
on his chest, but he didn't seem to mind and I was comfortable.
Nothing lasts forever though and I got to my knees and turned
around and nestled in his arms and we just stayed like that for a
long time without speaking.

We finally got up and took a quick shower. Well, not all that
quick. We washed each other with a lot of touching and teasing
and then dried each other off. Then I helped Mo dress and we went
downstairs. 

When we joined Brad and Helen on the patio I saw the way that
they were looking at each other and I realized that they had been
busy while we were upstairs. They looked a little embarrassed,
which I thought was cute.

I put my hands on my hips and stood in front of Helen and said,
"You slut! Have you seduced my husband?"

She smiled and said, "No dear, we were just fucking."

I laughed and said, "Oh, well, okay then."

Mo laughed and said, "This sure beats spending the day with
normal people."

I sat down beside him and said, "Then why don't you come over
more often? I don't like it that you are home alone all the time.
We really enjoy your company and you could help me keep my eyes
on that home wrecker over there."

Mo said, "That certainly is an incentive. She is definitely easy
on the eyes."

I said, "Yeah, she is pretty, and I hear she is a pretty good
fuck. Maybe you should try her out. It wouldn't be a problem,
she's really easy. She told me so herself."

It was an amusing conversation, but the funniest part was how
embarrassed Helen was.

Mo smiled and said, "I just might do that, she is no Jan of
course, but she is appealing."

I tried to get him to stay a little longer, but he left right
after that. When he was gone I said to Helen, "I think he likes
you."

She laughed, still embarrassed and said, "Don't be silly. Why
would he be interested in me when he has a sweet young thing like
you?"

"Oh I don't know," I responded, "maybe because you are pretty and
sexy and intelligent and he really enjoyed your weird sense of
humor. You really tickled him."

Helen just shook her head and said, "No, I don't have anything to
offer a man like that."

I just rolled my eyes. 

We sat and talked quietly for a little longer and went to bed a
little early. I guess we were still a little tired from
yesterday.

The next day we had planned on dinner with Heather and her
husband, but we didn't have anything else planned so I called her
and suggested that they come over early and use the pool and we
could work on a pitcher of Long Island iced tea. She spoke with
her husband and they had no plans so they came over right after
lunch.

The hard part for us was getting dressed. We weren't used to
wearing clothes around the house. We didn't wear much though. We
just put on bathing suits.

I let them in when they got here. Helen was making her wonderful
tea. I took her and her very handsome husband Kevin on a tour of
the house. They were both impressed. Hell, every time I took the
tour I was impressed all over again! 

Heather and I were walking arm in arm as we went through the
house. Not long after we started she said, "I'm disappointed. I
heard that you never wear clothes around the house. I pretty much
promised Kevin too!"

I laughed and looked at her, wondering who had ratted me out. She
smiled and said, "I know everything that goes on around that
place Jan. You should know that by now."

I shook my head and said, "We only got dressed so that you
wouldn't be offended. You have no idea how hard it was for us
either."

She just said, "You shouldn't have."

So, when we reached my bedroom on the tour I took my suit off and
we continued the tour. We ended up back in the kitchen, which
really impressed Heather. I showed her all of the neat little
features and hidden appliances and she really loved it. 

Brad had not expected them so early and had taken a book next
door to loan to Bill and he was really surprised to see me naked
again when he came back. Well, maybe not all that surprised. I
introduced him to Kevin, he already knew Heather of course. 

We went out by the pool and Helen brought out the iced tea. She
took her suit off and sat down and said, "Thank god. You get used
to being naked and these damned things are just so
uncomfortable."

I poured us all a drink and Heather stood up took her suit off.
She had a nice body and as soon as I saw that her breasts were no
larger than mine I felt more comfortable right away. It sometimes
seems like woman in the world has larger breasts than I do. A
girl starts to get a complex after a while.

We had a very pleasant afternoon, talking and swimming and
eating. Brad took Kevin off to his library for a while to show
him some of his prized possessions. While he was gone I told
Heather that Mo had offered me the use of the company's new jet
to fly out and pick up my parents. 

She said that was a great idea. The pilots needed to log some
hours in it and the company had nothing scheduled for them. She
said anytime in the next three weeks was free. I told her why I
was looking forward to kind of rubbing their noses in their dire
predictions and she got into the spirit of it with me. She said
that she would arrange to have a limo pick me up at the other
end, go to my parent's home and pick them up, then they would
return to the local business airport and Brad's limo could take
us to the house.

I was so excited by the whole plan that I called my mother right
then and asked if they could come up on Monday, that I had
everything all arranged. Mom talked to dad and she said, "We can
make it dear, but what do you mean you have it arranged? What do
you have arranged?"

I said, "Just leave it all to me mom. I'll pick you and dad up at
your house tomorrow around mid-morning."

I said goodbye and hung up. Now I just had to break it to Brad.
It wasn't that he didn't get along with my folks. They had always
gotten along. He didn't know they were coming though.

Helen just smiled and said, "You are evil, aren't you?"

I laughed and said, "I am a product of my environment. You know
we are going to have to wear clothes for a whole damned week
though."

She said, "Okay, I'll try." Then she got up and went in to start
cooking. She had promised us a special dinner and we were not
allowed to peek. 

When she had gone inside Heather suddenly looked uncomfortable
and I asked her what was wrong. She actually blushed and I didn't
get it. I hadn't even said anything.

She hesitated for a few minutes and then she said, "There is
something that I want to ask you, and I don't even know how."

"Heather!" I exclaimed. "You don't have worry about anything
around me. Please don't be embarrassed. You know all about me, I
know that you do. What could possibly embarrass you?"

She kept looking at me, then down at her hands. Then she looked
around as if to make sure that we were alone and she said, "I, oh
god, I can't believe I am actually going to say this! I have a
fantasy, something that I have always wanted to try. I have heard
enough and seen enough to know that you are the woman that I need
to discuss this with. I am not gay or bi or anything. At least I
don't think I am bi, not really. I just have always wanted to
have another woman make love to me. I think you are so beautiful
and so sweet. I wanted to ask you if..."

She suddenly stopped talking and put her hands over her face and
she was so embarrassed that I felt sorry for her.

I got up and rushed around the table and put my arms around her
and said, "Heather! Don't be embarrassed! It's okay. I think you
are beautiful too. Gosh, when I first saw you I was so
intimidated. You were so sophisticated and so beautiful, I really
felt like a bumpkin. But you were so sweet to me and made me feel
comfortable. And when Riggs roughed me up and you gave me those
clothes and shoes. It was so unnecessary, and so thoughtful. And
you never asked an embarrassing question or accused. You don't
ever have to be embarrassed around me. I love you, and I would
love to make love to you."

I pulled her hands away from her face and put my hands on her
cheeks and asked, "You don't want your husband to know?"

She blushed even more and shook her head violently. "No! At
least, not right away, afterwards maybe. Is that awful? I know it
is."

I hugged her and said, "Heather, as soon as my parents are gone,
you are going to call in sick and we are going to spend the day
together. Trust me, when that day is done there will be no
questions in your mind."

She glanced at me and said, "I talked to my 'secret friend' about
this. She offered to indulge my fantasies with me, but she said
that if I wanted to do it right, I should talk to you. She said
that you were special."
"Oh god! People keep saying that! Honey, I'm not."

She looked up at me then, and very intensely she said, "Yes, you
are. Everyone sees it. Everyone that knows you sees it. We don't
have a name for it, but we see it. Everyone that meets you wants
to hug you and hold you and just be nice to you. You just have
something about you that makes people smile. Look what you did
for Mo! That was so wonderful. He is such a happy man now.
Sometimes I see him walking around smiling and I cry I am so
happy for him."

"Okay," I said. "Now I'm embarrassed. Who is your 'secret
friend'?"

She just grinned and said, "I'll never tell. Heather sees all,
Heather knows all."

The men came back to the table then and the conversation became
more normal. I went to the door and asked Helen for permission to
come in and make another pitcher of Long Island ice tea, but she
said no and brought one out.

Kevin had finally gotten used to all the naked women running
around and was more comfortable. Not comfortable enough to take
his trunks off, but he didn't mind watching us.

Helen served dinner around five. It was sort of like stroganoff,
but not quite. It was lighter, but with a more noticeable wine
flavor, and it was wonderful. Everyone loved it. She had gotten
the recipe from her mother-in-law and she promised that if she
ever left me she would let me have it.

We had wine with dinner and then sat around and talked for a long
time and drank ice water and sobered up a little. I didn't let
them leave until I was satisfied that they were okay to drive.
Heather put on a pair of shorts and a top she had brought with
her and I put my suit back on to see them out to their car. I
hugged Heather before she got in the car and thanked her for
making my travel arrangements in the morning. Before I let her go
I discreetly kissed her lightly on the lips and she smiled. 

They left then and we went back inside and undressed. Helen
wouldn't let me help her clean up, but I sat at the kitchen
island and kept her company while she cleaned up the kitchen.
That dish she had made must be pretty complicated. Half the pots
and pans we owned were dirty.

We talked for a while before I went to bed. She wanted some
suggestions on meals for my parents and I told her that as long
as she didn't give my father broccoli or squid they were willing
to eat just about anything.

I said goodnight and went upstairs. Brad was in bed reading. I
was pretty excited. I hadn't seen my parents in more than a year.
My father had retired early and they had plenty of money, but
they didn't do anything. They didn't travel. They didn't seem to
have any interests. Mom just cooked and kept the house just like
she had done all of her life. Dad puttered around the house and
worked on his little garden and they went to church on Sunday and
went bowling on Thursday. That was their life. They seemed happy
though. I guess that's what matters.

In the morning I got a call from Heather. Dennis would pick me up
in half an hour and drive me to the hangar. The jet was ready and
would fly me to Ohio where a limo would pick me up and drive me
to my parent's house. I had enough time to get them loaded up, go
next door and speak to Brad's family for a few minutes and then
whisk my parents out of town. The weather was perfect for flying
and we should be home in time for a mid-afternoon snack.

I thanked her again and told her I was looking forward to seeing
her again. She knew what I meant. Then I rushed upstairs and took
a shower and dressed. When I got downstairs Dennis was standing
in the foyer waiting for me. 

I walked over and said, "Dennis! What are you doing standing
there? Have you been here long?"

He said, "No ma'am. I just got here."

I shook my head and said, "Dennis, you have to learn to relax.
I'm ready if you are. Let me grab my purse."

I yelled to Helen and told her I would be home soon. Then I left
with Dennis. It was a short drive to the airport and he dropped
me off right at the steps of a sleek jet sitting outside a
hangar. Dennis held the door for me and told me that he would be
right here when I got back and he escorted me to the plane. 

As we approached a young man in a pilot's uniform came out and
introduced himself as the copilot and welcomed me on board. He
helped me inside and showed me around and told me that pre-flight
was complete and we would take off as soon as I was ready. He
told me that the flight would be smooth, the flying weather was
perfect. He told me how long the flight would take and pointed
out the features, such as the bathroom and the refrigerator, and
made sure I was comfortable and strapped in. 

The interior was rich and luxurious and extremely comfortable. I
had only flown once before. This was nothing like that. The
copilot went into the cockpit and we took off in just minutes.
The jet was quiet and powerful and smooth and exciting.

I watched out the window as the world got smaller rapidly. Once
we had leveled off at our cruising altitude the plane got almost
silent as they throttled back and a few minutes later the pilot
came back and said hello. He invited me up to see the cockpit and
I went up to look eagerly. 

I looked around at all of the dials and switches and it was
enough to make me dizzy, but the view out of the front windows
was fantastic. I wished that I had brought my camera. We spoke
briefly and he told me that we would begin descending slowly in
less than thirty-five minutes and landing in forty-five minutes.
I went back to my seat and read a magazine and we landed before I
finished my article. Just like the take off it was smooth and
quiet and there wasn't even a bump.

The copilot came out and opened the outer door when we came to a
stop and went out and helped me down the short ladder. I thanked
him for the wonderful flight and took a dozen steps and got into
another stretch limo. The driver already knew where we were going
and I just sat back and enjoyed the short ride.

We pulled up into my parent's driveway and I went inside and said
hello. They were all ready to go but I wanted to go next door and
see my mother-in-law first. I couldn't stay long, but needed to
say hello and invite them to come up and visit us soon.

I spoke to her for five minutes. I told her that we were doing
very well and we looked forward to having her and her husband
come up for a visit and then I went back and herded my parents
outside. I had not told them any of the travel arrangements. They
had no idea that they would be riding in limos and private jets
and I looked forward to their reactions all the way up to when
they saw our new home.

The minor rift between my parents and I had been glossed over,
but I couldn't deny that there was still a little rancor lurking
in the back of my mind. For the two years that I lived at home
and finished high school while Brad was away at college and the
two years at college that I lived on my own while Brad finished
school, my parents, especially my dad, had never missed an
opportunity to point out what a huge mistake our marriage was and
that our marriage was doomed to failure.

It took all of my self control as we rode in the stretch limo and
then as he watched, open mouthed as their bags were stowed in the
belly of the sleek private jet, to keep from rubbing his nose in
it. In the back of my mind though, I couldn't help gloating
quietly to myself as each new indicator of my new lifestyle was
revealed to him.

We sat in luxurious leather easy chairs facing each other and
spoke quietly on the short flight back to Middlebury. The pilot
came out after we had landed and came to a stop and welcomed us
to Middlebury and said that he hoped that we had enjoyed the
flight. By the time we stepped off the plane their bags were
already loaded into Dennis' limo.

I said hello to Dennis and introduced my parents to him. I
suppose that was not the Republican thing to do, but that's okay,
I'm a Democrat. I pointed out that Dennis drove Brad back and
forth to work everyday and my parent's inability to comment was
very rewarding. Don't get me wrong, I love my parents, but I have
always resented the way they treated Brad and talked about him.
And they have never apologized.

Dennis held the door for us and after we were seated he drove us
to our new home. As we neared our new house and my mother saw the
houses in the neighborhood she looked around wide-eyed and I
heard her say, "Oh my," under her breath.

Dennis parked and Helen came out and helped with the bags. I
introduced her as my friend and my housekeeper. She looked at me
and looked like she wanted to hug me. She said, "That was a
wonderful thing to say!"

Then she said hello to my parents and grabbed a bag and led the
way to their large guest suite. I carried another bag and dad
carried two which left my mother free to gape, open mouthed, at
the front of my house.

I thought to myself, "You ain't seen nothing yet!"

We went right upstairs and I showed them where they were staying
before we started the tour with the upstairs. When I showed them
to their room mom said, "Oh dear, we don't want to put you out.
We'll be perfectly happy in the guest room.

I said, "This is one of the guest rooms, mom."

When they saw our bedroom and the huge bathroom and my closet
that was larger than their bedroom my mother went crazy. Dad just
shook his head.

We went downstairs next. I showed them the entertainment room
with the huge plasma TV and the home theater sound system. We
toured the large family room with the walk-in fireplace and the
game room with the antique pool table. We went through Dave's den
with his collection of World War II books that he takes so much
pride in. Then we went to the kitchen. Even dad, who probably
isn't even sure what happens in a kitchen, was impressed. 

For the final stop on our tour I took them out to the tropical
paradise in our backyard. While we were looking around, Helen
came out with a lunch and served us on the patio. Helen joined us
for lunch, but she behaved herself. You never know about her and
that strange sense of humor. 

After lunch I took them out to the plant in my fancy Mercedes.
Dad had thought that my one point five million dollar house was
nice. The car floored him! He was sitting beside me drooling all
the way to the plant. The guard saluted me on the way in as usual
and I parked in my space. Well, Brad's space. We went in and I
took them to Brad's office. I had let him know that I was coming
and he was in his office when I got there. 

We talked for a few minutes and I was just about to let him get
back to work when Mo came in. I introduced him to my parents and
he was so gracious. He put his arm around me affectionately and
told them how much he thought of Brad and me and you could tell
that he was being sincere.

I told them that I would get out of their hair now and on the way
out I kissed Mo on the cheek and thanked him.

He winked at me and whispered, "I had a mother-in-law once. I'm
getting a kick out of this."

I laughed and then I herded my parents back to the car. The trip
from Ohio had been so quick and painless there was really no
recovery needed. So I drove them around town for a while, showed
them a couple of covered bridges in the area and then we went
home and relaxed in the pool.

I floated around in the pool with them and told them what I knew
about the plant and what Brad did there. Dad kept asking how much
the house and car cost and how deep in debt we were. I told him
that, not only were we not in debt, we had given our old house
and car to Brad's secretary when she was having financial
difficulties. I didn't out and out lie, but I gave them the
impression that Brad was making so much money that money meant
nothing to us. 

It was hard to be gracious though. I desperately wanted to rub
their noses in the things that they had said about Brad and
demand an apology, but I controlled the impulse. I knew I would
regret it if I said anything.

We got dressed later and I was showing Brad's motorcycles to my
dad when Dennis drove up and dropped Brad off. Brad waved at
Dennis as he left and came over to say hello. He ended up talking
with my father about the bikes, something that I had not been
aware that he had any interest in. I was surprised to find out
that he had ridden one when he was in his twenties.

The bigger surprise though, was when I was following them back
into the house and my father apologized for the things he had
thought, and the things that he had said when we first got
married. All of a sudden I felt guilty, pleased, but guilty.

Helen had supper almost ready and all through supper they just
doted on Brad. It was almost like he was the son and I was the
daughter-in-law! Helen started acting more normal and I was
relieved when my parents got her humor and soon the banter around
the table was pretty much like it was when it was just the three
of us. If we had been naked it would have been almost like a
normal supper.

Brad had taken the next day off and he drove my new car for the
first time. We took my parents up into the mountains and showed
them how beautiful Vermont was. I got a little nervous when they
talked about how nice it must be to live here, but I knew that
they would never move.

The rest of the week flew by and I dropped them off at the
airport Friday morning. They flew back alone on the company jet.
Heather had arranged for a limo to pick them up when they arrived
back home.

They called just after noon to tell me they were home and I
finally drew a deep breath and enjoyed sitting around naked with
Helen and relaxing. I promised her to make it up to her, but she
said that she had enjoyed my parents visit very much. That was
nice of her, but she did a lot of work and I appreciated it. I
intended to make it up to her.

We sat around the pool Saturday morning and enjoyed the peace and
quiet for a while. Midge called around eleven and asked if we
wanted a little company after lunch and I invited her and Dave
over.

They showed up after lunch and I told them all about my parent's
reaction to flying in a private jet and staying in a palace. It
had been interesting, I was glad it was over.

We just sat and had a pleasant afternoon, no sex or anything.
That was fine, we really enjoy their company. If Madison and
Carol weren't married to such stuffed shirts I would have invited
them over as well. 

On Monday I went in to the plant and visited the break areas
again. I saw a lot of the same people and found out that a lot of
their suggestions were being implemented and they were very happy
with the changes. I talked to a couple of people that I hadn't
spoken with before and they offered a few more suggestions. Then
I stopped by Heather's office and she told me that she had
arranged for someone to work for her tomorrow, if I was free. 

I told her that I was looking forward to it. We talked for a
minute or two and I was on my way out when Mo came out to give
some papers to Heather. He smiled when he saw me and I hurried
over and hugged him and thanked him for being so nice and making
it a perfect trip for my folks. I also said that I had just come
from the plant area and the people were really happy with the way
things were going in the plant.

He had his arms around me and held on tight while we talked. He
told me that he had put Mike in charge of motivating some of the
supervisors and providing whatever attitude adjustments were
necessary. He was glad that it was having an effect. Before he
turned me loose I kissed him again and asked him to come by the
house sometime this week for a little more personal thank you. 

He patted my ass, right there in front of Heather, and said, "You
know, I think I will."

I left then and when I got home I told Helen that Heather was
coming over tomorrow and that she might be uncomfortable with
Helen there. I offered her the day off. I thought Heather would
feel more comfortable if we were alone, at least the first time.

Helen said that she had some friends that she hadn't seen in a
while and might just go visiting. I reminded her that she was
more than welcome to have friends over, and I would even wear
clothes while they were here.

She nodded and said she would keep that in mind, but that if they
were close enough friends to come over they would have to deal
with the nudity. 

I called my friends and told them that I was going to be busy the
next day, but suggested that we get together on Wednesday and
make sure that Helen had not forgotten how to make her most
excellent tea.

I still had a little time before Brad got home and I got dressed
and went over to visit with Karen for a while. I told her all
about how much fun I had politely making my parents eat their
words. I couldn't stay long though. I just didn't want her to
think that I was ignoring her. I hadn't seen her all week.

Now that the time was getting close I was getting nervous. I
wanted Heather to enjoy herself, but after the way she had put it
that day when she first spoke to me about getting together I felt
such a huge responsibility, and she had made it seem like there
was something magical about me, which, of course, was silly. That
was a lot of pressure.

It turned out that in the morning, when she arrived, we were both
a little uncomfortable. We were alone, Helen had gone out. I went
back and forth about greeting her in the nude and decided that
she knew that I was nude when I was at home. It would be silly to
wear something. Then, at the last minute, I put on a bikini just
before she arrived.

When I let her in she looked at me and cocked her eyebrow. I
grinned in embarrassment and said, "I didn't want to make you
nervous. Why don't we go for a swim?"

She smiled and we went out on the patio. She pulled her suit out
of her bag and stood there holding it and said, "Seeing how
nervous you are actually makes me feel better, but this is
silly."

She tossed her suit on the table and undressed quickly and I
smiled at her and slipped mine off too. I said, just a little
sheepishly, "You have made me out to be some kind of sexual
superhero, and I'm not. I think I'm more nervous now than you
are."

She said, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you nervous. Do you
want me to go?"

"No!" I said quickly, and much too loudly. 

"No," I said again, in a more normal voice. "I'm sorry. I'm
looking forward to this as much as you are. It's just that I have
always thought you were so special. You look so young and
beautiful, but you are so much in charge, of yourself and
everything around you. If one of us is at all special it is you.
I have so much respect for you. What you came here for, I want
that too. I just don't want to screw it up."

I took her hand then and led her to the pool steps and said, "I'm
sorry. For some reason I feel a lot of responsibility to make
sure that you enjoy what we do here today. It isn't like when I
am with one of the guys. I know guys. As long as I can fog a
mirror the guys will have fun. I care about you."

We waded in up to our necks and leaned up against the side of the
pool. No one spoke for a minute or so and I couldn't think of
anything to say. So I stepped closer and moved around behind her
and pressed my body against hers. 

She shivered as I reached around her and held her close. I spoke
softly, my lips near her ear. "I am kind of new at this too. You
wouldn't believe the first time. I'll tell you about it sometime.
It was really weird. It happened at a strange club I have been to
a couple of times."

"The next few times though, when I was home that week, recovering
from Riggs, Midge and Madison and Carol came over every day and
rubbed some mysterious cream on my skin and nearly every time it
ended up with me laying there and one of them kissing me while
the other one licked my pussy until I had several orgasms. It
really took my mind off of the pain. I couldn't wait until I was
well enough to return the favor. I knew I was going to enjoy it.
I did too."

"Nothing can take the place of sex with a guy. I love to see a
guy get all excited by looking at me and touching me and I love
the feel of a big hard cock. There is something in me that loves
being taken by a big, strong man."

"Making love to a woman though, that's something else all
together. The first time you feel another woman's breasts, the
sensual feel of her smooth skin, the taste and smell of her
arousal, it is just as exciting as being with a man, but very,
very different."

I kissed Heather's neck softly and she shuddered. I continued,
kissing her neck, her shoulders, and gently moving my fingers up
to cup her firm breasts. She leaned her head back and rested it
on my shoulder and whispered, "That feels so nice. Your hands are
so soft."

I turned my head and kissed her cheek and said, "Let's go
upstairs and get comfortable."

Heather covered my hands with hers and whispered, "Yes, let's get
comfortable."

We stepped out of the pool and dried off quickly. Then I took her
hand and led her to my room. I pulled down the covers and lit
some candles and put on some soft music. Then I stood at the side
of the bed and said, "The mood is set. Now it's time to take
advantage of the beautiful virgin."

I stretched out beside her on my side and propped my head up on
my hand. I looked at her beautiful, naked body and gently traced
her curves with my fingertips. She had her eyes closed and only
murmured in pleasure occasionally. 

"You are very beautiful," I said. "Your skin is so soft. I love
touching you."

She whispered, "Oh god Jan, what you are doing, it feels so
good."

"You aren't still nervous are you?" I asked.

She just smiled and shook her head. 

We started kissing, but this time it was not me kissing her, not
me seducing her. This time it was mutual and pleasurable and very
erotic. I was lying on my left side and I rolled over slightly
and my right breast came into contact with hers and as we kissed
our breasts rubbed gently against each other and while I had
become familiar with that sensation, it was new for her, and I
knew how erotic it was. 

I placed my knee between her thighs and rose up over her and she
put her arms around me and we kissed, both of us getting hotter
and hotter as time passed. I began kissing my way down her body
and she reached her hands up over her head and grabbed the
headboard and held on, gasping with pleasure as I teased her
breasts. 

I had a sudden inspiration and I moved up and straddled her
stomach and reached down and pulled up the chains which were now
permanently attached to the corners of our headboard. I placed
the cuffs on Heather's wrists and smiled down and asked, "Are you
comfortable?"

She looked at the black leather cuffs on her wrists and grinned
widely. She pulled at them gently and then she relaxed and said,
"Yes. I am very comfortable."

I moved back into place over her and started kissing her all over
again at her lips. She was on fire! She groaned and moaned and
her body thrashed about so that I could barely hang on.

I finally moved back down and began kissing and nibbling her
breasts again. This time, I began to bite down on her nipples.
Harder and harder and she started swearing under her breath and
pressing her pussy up and rubbing it against my thigh.

I continued biting one of her hard little nipples and I brought
my thumb and forefinger up and began squeezing the other one,
slowly increasing the pressure until she groaned loudly and then
she screamed and I felt her tense up and I knew that she was
having her first orgasm, the first of many this afternoon.

I switched off and did it again, squeezing down on her other
nipple until she came again. Then I started kissing my way down
her body again. While I knew that everyone was different and
enjoyed different things, I had begun to find that, so far at
least, everyone seemed to like the routine I had begun to
develop, incorporating those things that I had learned from
Midge, Madison, Carol and Brad, and of course, the little trick I
had picked up from Cosmo.

I worked my way down Heather's body, skipping quickly over her
pubic area and moving down her legs to her feet. I teased my way
down her right leg, licked and sucked at her feet and her toes
for a while, and then kissed my way up her left leg. 

When I got to her very moist pussy I kissed it lightly for a
moment, but then I lifted her legs and began to explore what I
had only just learned recently was such a fantastic erogenous
zone, her pink, wrinkled little asshole. It was obvious that she
wasn't aware of it either.

When I first touched my tongue to her she said, "What? What are
you doing?! No.....OH MY GOD!!" 

After that nothing she said was entirely intelligible. She came
again, violently, as I worked my tongue around and into her butt.
Then I slowly lowered her legs and she kept muttering, "Oh Jan!"
over and over.

Now for the piece de resistance! I began to kiss and lick all
around her pubic mound. Her hair was neatly trimmed and very
soft. When I realized that she couldn't take much more I began to
eat her sweet pussy enthusiastically and then I moved a couple of
fingers inside of her and as I fucked her gently with my fingers
I began to lick and suck on her clit as she screamed through one
huge orgasm after another. Her body was thrashing around totally
out of control and finally, after several minutes she was begging
me to stop.

I removed my fingers from her very juicy pussy and confined my
kisses to her stomach and let her come down from her sexual high.
Once she had relaxed a little I moved up and unfastened her cuffs
and she put her arms around me and squeezed me half to death as
she kissed me much like she must have kissed her husband on the
first night of their honeymoon.

I lay down beside her and pulled her close and held her while she
calmed down and started, finally, to relax. She kept saying, "Oh
my god!" and laughing and shuddering and I was so proud that I
had made her feel so good. I knew that we would do this again.

When she had been quiet for a few minutes I asked, "How did you
like those cuffs? Aren't they great?! Brad bought them for me. We
don't use them all the time, but once a week or so they really
add a little spice to our lovemaking."

Heather said, "Fuck! I loved everything! Thank you Fran, thank
you for living up to your reputation."

I laughed and said, "I'm not sure how to take that!"

She laughed and said, "Yes you are." Then she put her arms around
me and rested her head on my stomach. 

She said, "It was about ten times better than I dreamed it would
be."

She was looking up between my breasts at me and then she reached
up and touched my breasts for the first time. She seemed
fascinated as she touched me lightly with her fingers and then
cupped my breasts with her soft hands. 

I watched her. It was obvious that she was fascinated by the feel
of another woman's breasts. I didn't stop her, but I said, "This
time was about you. I want you to just relax and the next time we
can expand your horizons a little more. I want this time to be
pure pleasure."

"Oh Fran! It was! It is! It's early though, and I want more. I
want much more."

She got more, a lot more. When she had recovered she put me in
the cuffs and did all of those things to me that I had just done
to her. She did them well and it was obvious that she enjoyed
giving every bit as much as she enjoyed receiving. She even did
the toe thing and tried analingus for the first time and when she
had me popping on the tip of her tongue, she enjoyed that too.

We paused for a light lunch and a cold drink and then we tried
sixty-nine. By the time we went back downstairs and got another
drink and floated around the pool for a while we were done for
the day. There would be other days though. We were already
looking forward to the next time.

We were still in the pool when Helen came home. She came out on
the deck and asked, "Is the coast clear?"

Heather was over her shyness and she and Helen joked back and
forth for a while about how horrible it was that I molested and
corrupted everyone that came into my house. 

I said, "Yeah, poor Helen has been trying to call 911 since she
moved in. I think the reason they ignore her is that she keeps
giggling."

Helen asked if we wanted anything and then went in to start
supper. Once she had gone in Heather shook her head and said,
"She is perfect, really one of a kind." 

I smiled and said, "Yes, I love her. I couldn't stand it if she
left. There cannot be another like her out there."

That is what makes what I did the next day so incomprehensible.

Mo took me up on my offer to drop by in the mid-morning. I
escorted him to the foot of the stairs and then I stopped and
told him to go on up. I told him I would be right there.

I went into the kitchen and walked up behind Helen as she sat on
a stool at the kitchen island. I said, "You know Helen, I was
wondering how you felt about older guys."

She said, "You mean Mr. Morris? Isn't he great? I'd like one of
my own just like him."

I asked, "How would you like that one?"

"What do you mean?" she asked incredulously.

I said, "He likes you. He thinks your pretty, which of course you
are. He likes your awful sense of humor. I think you two would be
great together. Why don't you come upstairs and let's find out."

She looked at me, trying to figure out why I would even suggest
it I suppose. I said, "I love him. It really bothers me that he
is alone so much. I know he loves me, but that isn't the same as
having someone to love and to hold and talk to at night. I know
he is a little old for you, but he is so wonderful. I think you
two are just perfect for each other."

She asked, "Have you talked to him about this?"

"Not yet," I responded. "Come on up, let's just see what
happens."

She was reluctant, and more nervous than I had ever seen her. She
let me drag her up there though and I pulled her into my room and
closed the door. I turned to Mo and said, "How would you like a
little company?"

I guess he had built up enough self confidence since we had been
having sex that he was willing to try. The three of us had a lot
of fun for the next couple of hours. I taught Helen all of the
things that I knew that he loved and we had a great time. When we
were all sated and our breathing had returned to normal I crawled
up and sat on Mo's hard stomach and I said, "Mo, I want you to do
me a favor."

He reached up and put his hands on my shoulders and moved them
down slowly to my hips and held me gently and said, "Sweetheart,
you know I would do anything for you."

I leaned down and kissed him and sat back up and said, "I know.
You are the second sweetest man in the world. I want you to ask
Helen out to dinner."

He looked at me like I was crazy. Then he said, "I think the
world of Helen, I love her sense of humor and god knows she is
beautiful. I am much too old for her though. I'm probably twice
her age."

I smiled and said, "Yeah, almost, but you are also twice the man
that most men half your age are. I have watched you two together.
You have a lot of fun. You are right for each other, I just know
it. I could be giving up a lot here, so you know I am doing it
for the right reasons. I could never replace Helen, and I would
become your number two girl. I'm not too happy about that either.
I hate it that you are alone every night and I hate it that Helen
is alone every night. I love you both and I would like to see you
give it a shot."

Mo looked at Helen and said, "We could humor her, if you could
stand the idea of being seen in public with an old fart like
me."

She grinned and said, "Well, it wouldn't be that bad, you are a
handsome old fart." Then she wrapped her hand around his soft,
but still very impressive cock and said, "You certainly come well
armed."

Mo said, "I guess we could give a try, just to please her of
course."

"I suppose. She is a nice enough little slut, it wouldn't hurt to
humor her," Helen kidded.

I said, "Maybe it wouldn't be that hard to replace you after
all."

Helen said, "Don't throw my stuff out yet girl. He may turn out
to be a bore out of bed."

I leaned down and hugged Mo and said, "He isn't. I love him and I
love being with him, and no matter what happens," I reached down
and took his cock away from Helen, "I'm never going to give this
up completely."

As is turned out, I did, indeed, shoot myself in the foot. Helen
is living with Mo now and they are engaged. The wedding is going
to be in my backyard in three months. 

Helen is helping me look for her replacement, but I just don't
think that there is another Helen out there.

Heather has been back several times and we have talked about
involving the guys. Her husband doesn't work at the plant and
doesn't know about EPOD. They have never talked about involving
others in their sex life, so she is taking it slow.

Midge, Madison, Carol, Chaz and Helen spend an average of three
days a week here and I have to keep reminding Helen that she no
longer lives or works here. We still rely on her for the best
Long Island ice tea though. 

I have been seeing more of Laura Newman and even Liz Kennedy. In
fact, between all of my girlfriends and the senior VPs I am
hardly ever alone. 

The End

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previous efforts and encouraged me, thank you.


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