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Sauce for the Goose is Sauce for the Gander by Karen Blayne 
 
Oh by the way red tape first.
Be warned these short stories contain mature content or naughty bits and as such may corrupt you if you’re under 12, 16, 18, 21 or 25 depending where you live thus if they are not suitable for you put them back on the shelf and let them age for a year or two.
They were sort of scribbled for fun. They were first posted on asstr.org. If you’ve paid money for this book just be aware the author has not received any payment. In fact no one has permission to charge money for this book and copyright ©2017 is retained by the author.  Asstr.org accepts donations if you’re feeling rich or even if you’re not.
Luv Karen
 
They were stood chatting in line for accommodation.  “My cousin was telling me one of her class hooked her way through university.”  “Can you imagine?”  “I couldn't do it.”  “To change the subject, if we pool our funds, we could rent an apartment off campus?”  “Three of us in a three bed roomed apartment?”  “Well with four two would have to share.”  Kelly's nose twitched.  “OK I think I can budget for that.”  “I have my cousin's apartment until the end of the month.”  “What happens then?”  “Oh she has a job somewhere and has given notice on her apartment so I get it until the end of next month for free.”
 
“So we're agreed then Sandra's apartment until the end of next month and we'll try to get something else afterwards.”  “Agreed.”  “Yeah let's go for it.”  “But you know the sums would work better with five.”  “Who have you spotted?”  “Well he looks so cute, innocent and lost. Sort of like a teddy bear.”  “My cousin has a double bed.”  They stepped across and Kelly looped her arm through his on one side and Sandra scooped him up on the other. He blushed when Kelly murmured “Let us take you away from all this.  We have an apartment with room for you.”  He looked shocked “Marlene would go crazy if I was to move in with two girls.”  “It'll be mixed.  Fred and Sam are the other two.”  “Well I guess.”  Kelly smiled at him “Come for tea.  Bring your bags and you can stay if you like it.”  Luc nodded nervously but pulled his suitcase on rollers behind him.
 
When they reached the apartment, he looked round.  “Food?”  Asked Sam as interesting smells came from the kitchen.  She didn't have to ask Luc twice and beamed at him as he ate everything put in front of him.  Kelly asked him a few leading questions and soon they were hearing his likes and dislikes.  Sandra thought there was nothing there to worry about.  “Where are Fred and Sam?”  He asked.  Frederica and Samantha made small curtsies. “You mean its me and four girls?  Parents won't like that especially Marlene.”  “Don't tell them silly, just mention Fred and Sam.”  “You're in the main bedroom by the way.”  “I ought to find somewhere else.”  “The accommodation office will be closed by the time you get back.”  Kelly produced a bottle of wine and a pack of cards and the time seemed to fly by.
 
At nine o'clock Luc said it was his bedtime.  It was only when Kelly slipped under the covers before him that he realised he was expected to share a bed.  “I can't.”  “Don't be silly of course you can.”  “But I might have a wet dream.”  “I'm sure you won't.”  Kelly slipped out of the bed “Guys come ensure Luc won't have a wet dream.”  The girls trooped in, “No problem.”  Luc went bright red as they helped him undress but against the four of them he was helpless.  Sandra took him in her mouth as Kelly kissed him.  The others just held him down.  “He's hard now who wants to go first?”  Fred poured a few drops of lubricant on her hand then ran it up and down his shaft.  “What are you doing?”  Fred lowered herself down on top of him guiding him inside.  “Engineers always make sure things are well lubricated before fitting things together.  Makes it better for both of us.”  Luc spurted.  “My turn.”  Sam soon had him hard again and Kelly sprayed him with Stud to desensitise him so he'd last a bit longer.  It took a bit more work to get him fully aroused but he stayed up longer which was much more satisfactorily for her.  “What is that stuff you sprayed on me?”  “Stud?  It just makes you last longer.” The others all took their turn until Luc was drained four times.  Then Kelly kissed him “See easy, there's nothing left to have a wet dream with.”
 
“You don't think we've shocked him too much?”  Asked Sam as she snuggled up to Fred.  “We probably have but its fun.  We should try French kissing each other tomorrow in front of him to see him blush again.”  “Come here and let's practise tonight.”
 
The next morning Luc felt in his pockets.  Darn he meant to deposit the cheque in the bank yesterday.  “Kelly how do I turn this into money?” Kelly took it and looked it over.  “Well pay it into a bank account but they'll want three days for it to clear.”  “Really?  What will I do for coffee money until then?”  Kelly opened her purse and passed him five.  “For services rendered last night.”  It was delightful to see his face as he realised he was being paid for his body. The others wondered in.  “Hi Luc how are you this morning?”  “Broke.” Replied Kelly, “I've just given him five for services rendered last night.”  “I'd better find him five as well.”  “Why not women's lib forever.”  Luc closed his eyes and was heard to murmur something about if ever Marlene got to hear about it he was dead. When he opened them, he found himself clutching twenty dollars in fives.  He blinked, surely two girls wouldn't French kiss?  At his dazed look they both came over and French kissed him one after the other. Then Kelly and Sandra thought they should have one too.  It was fun teasing him.
 
He checked his email, “Marlene is in town and has some financial papers for me.”  He turned to Kelly “I don't understand money very well.  Could you come with me?”  Kelly's nose twitched there was some sort of social event on that morning but whatever.  “OK.”  They set off and caught the local transit.  Luc looked in amazement as Kelly brought up which bus to catch and when it would arrive on her smartphone.  “Does it know all the buses?”  “How much do you know about the Internet?”  “Apart from email, nothing, Marlene thought it was too dangerous for me.”  “We'll talk after meeting Marlene.”
 
When they arrived at the hotel, Luc went to reception and asked could they call room 1416 for him.  The receptionist stepped out from behind the counter “If you'd just like to step this way.”  She led them to the manager's office and Kelly felt a bit nervous.  “Come in and sit down.   Understand you were asking for the occupant of 1416?”  “My parent Marlene had some papers for me.”  “Do you have a driver's license?”  Nonplussed Luc pulled out his driver's license.  Kelly thought what an odd way to refer to your mother.  “Yes well that looks in order.  When the maid went into clean this morning, she found someone had passed away in the night.”  The door opened behind them and a policewoman stepped into the room.  “Perhaps you could identify the body?”  Luc was in shock, “You mean my dad is dead?”  The policewomen and manager exchanged glances.  “A lady checked in last night but the body...”  “Yes I know he liked to live as a woman.” “Well that clears a few things up.   Would you mind coming down to the mortuary and identifying the body?”  “I think in the circumstances I'll pass you the briefcase we found in the room.  The luggage I'll have packed up and we can sort that out later.”  Kelly took the briefcase and guided Luc in a state of shock to the door where they followed the policewoman to her car. After identifying his father he made a phone call.  “Marlene has passed away.” He gave the address of the apartment and closed the call.
 
Kelly got him back to the apartment and sat him down in a chair.  “Marlene was your father?”  “Yeah kind of weird but then parents are.  Could you look in the brief case and see what he was bringing me?”  Kelly opened the briefcase and looked at the envelopes inside.  The top one was marked house, the next one will.  She'd barely opened the first when the doorbell rang.  “Luc?”  “Come in.”  “Hi Mrs. Harris.”  “Hi Luc.  We have some things to sort out.”  “Shall we go in the kitchen where there is a table?”
 
They sat round the kitchen table and Luc introduced Mrs. Harris as Marlene's assistant.  “Now how much do you know about the plans for you?”  Luc looked up.  “Not very much so start at the beginning.”  “There is a four bed roomed detached house that the company has purchased for your use close by and I've been instructed to set up an apprenticeship for you which will pay you enough to live on and cover your tuition and books.”  “I just can't get over dad passing away.”  “Oh you poor lamb to lose both parents.”  “Marlene was his dad.”  “But surely not.  I worked for her for ten years.”  Mrs. Harris looked quite shaken up.  Kelly looked at the will.  “The will says he left you everything, so how much is he worth?”  Mrs. Harris blinked, “Well the company of course and after she/he spun off the software bit for some ridiculous sum so that's $250 million and then there is the real estate holdings.”  Luc blinked.  Kelly asked him “Did you never talk about money?”  “Not in the family.  It wasn't considered polite.”
 
“He'll be a target for every gold digger in sight.  I should have thought about it.”  “If we created four more apprenticeships the rest of the girls could have one each?”  “You're the boss.”  “Could you run the company until he's finished college?”  “Well I suppose I could, but what's to stop some gold digger seducing him?  I don't suppose...”  Kelly smiled politely not knowing exactly what to say.  “You mean bribe her to take care of my sexual needs?”  “Well it would be rather an imposition.”  Luc grinned “But a million to look after me for the next four years wouldn't be unreasonable?”  “No but she might not like the idea of selling her body but it could be done a million on graduation?  Restricted access of course so you don't pick up any STDs.”
 
Kelly wasn't sure where to look.  This was too embarrassing for words.  “Shall we ask the others?”  Luc opened the door.  “You can't possibly proposition them like this.”  “I don't see why not they paid me five dollars each for serving them all last night.”  “You mean?”  Kelly nodded “It's not quite as cold bloodied as it sounds but yes it's true.”  “So sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander?”
 
“Guys you know we talked about selling our bodies to get through school?”  “No way.”  “It pays tuition, books, living allowance and a million when we graduate.”  “Who?”  Luc stepped out smiling.
 

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Sauce for the Goose is Sauce for the Gander - Karen Blayne