Chapter 17

Traci was much more nervous than she let on.  She tried to keep her outward appearance calm but inside, she was very close to panic.  She could see out the window and across the empty seat when the causeway rolled back as well as  she could hear the attendant close the cabin door.  She had no idea she was claustrophobic but it was rearing its head at this moment.  Fortunately, one of the first class attendants noticed how tightly she was holding onto the arm rests and came back to her.  Greg started to go over to his lover when the attendant signaled to him that she would handle Traci’s anxiety.

The attendant, Sherri, started talking to the Traci.  She coaxed Traci to move to the window seat so she could sit down next to her.  Sherri took her hand and kept talking to her about how the worst part of the flight would soon be past.  She told her about the vibrations she would feel as the plane rolled down the runway and what the sound of the engines meant as the pilot increased power for takeoff.  She had even brought a miniature bottle of brandy and gave it to Traci who gratefully took a few sips.

As soon as the plane was at its cruising altitude and the pilot had given his speech, Sherri gave Traci’s hand one more squeeze and told her that she had to get back to her duties, but she would come back and check on how she was doing as soon as she could.  Traci covered the other woman’s hand with hers and thanked her for helping her cope with her first flight.  Sherri gave her a warm smile and then went forward to continue her duties.

The first class cabin was almost empty on this flight with only two other couples seated in the first seats on each side of the plane.  This left the trio in the very rear of the First Class cabin with a lot of room between them and the other passengers.  With three attendants, the serving of a mid-morning brunch was accomplished with minimal effort.  In addition to Sherri who was a leggy brunette, the crew contained a handsome young man named Josh and Hillary, who was an example of classic Mediterranean beauty.  The older couples were barely polite to the attendants and were generally quiet so the crew gave Greg, Mandy, and Traci more attention than would have been normal.

After the champagne brunch had been cleared and the people up front had been given a couple more drinks, Sherri came back to sit with Traci again.  This time, Greg and Mandy joined into the conversation.  They found out that Sherri was from a small town in Ohio and had started working for the airline for the chance to see the world.  She was just a couple years older than Traci and figured that she would work a few more years with the airlines before she started using her teaching degree.

Josh and Hillary joined them with Josh flirting with Traci as well as the two women he worked with.  When Mandy made a comment that she was feeling left out of his teasing, he apologized and when he found out that Greg wasn’t upset about it, started including her in his outrageous and over the top compliments.

Greg went forward to the lavatory and Hillary leaned over to Mandy.  “Your ‘amour’ is quite the gentleman.  Would that all our passengers would be so handsome and polite.  I find him very...”  She seemed to be searching for the right word.

“Sexy?”  Mandy finished for her.  Hillary ducked her head and smiled.

Sherri gave a giggle at her friend’s embarrassment.  “Hillary is not always correct in her choice of words, but she is right in this case.  You are lucky to have him.”

Mandy looked over at her lover and catching Traci’s gaze, gave her a secret smile.  “Yes, we are both very lucky to have him.”  She watched the faces of the two attendants as it dawned on them just what she said.

“You mean that...you and her, both...” Sherri’s eyes were huge.

“Yep. We all three share our love for each other.”  Mandy reached across the aisle to touch her lover’s hand.

As the other two women were digesting this, Josh piped up.  “I would say that Greg was the lucky one, having not one but two beautiful women.”

Trying to keep things on a light note, Mandy quipped back.  “Why thank you kind sir.”

Hillary gave a tentative grin as she looked between them both.  “Would you think that maybe Greg would like to have one more female in his bed, just on a temporary basis?”

She was closer to Mandy so she reached out and touched the other woman on her forearm.  “I’m sorry, but I’m afraid that even if we were in favor, Greg would probably not be. And it isn’t that he doesn’t find you attractive, I know him well enough to tell that he really thinks you are sexy.  It’s just that he needs to really know a woman in order to even consider making love to her.  My father had slapped me around and then threw me out of his house. In a total panic, I ran to Greg.  He took care of me and even gave me a bath.  I crawled into bed with him almost naked and he didn’t make a move on me until he was sure that I was ready and really wanted it.”

When Mandy had finished, Traci took over the tale.  “I had known these two for months before we made love.  I had posed for Mandy in the nude and even with Greg but he didn’t try anything even when he brought me to a glorious orgasm.  It was Mandy that brought me into their bed.”

Greg, returning from the restroom, cut anything else that would have been said short.  Before he got back to his seat, Hillary stopped him and stretching up, gave him a very passionate kiss before she headed back toward the front of the cabin.  Greg stared after her in a state of shock.  He didn’t understand why, but he sure enjoyed it.

They were getting close to La Guardia, so the captain turned on the seat belt sign and the trio prepared for the landing.  Traci had moved back to her original seat and Greg reached across the aisle to give her hand a squeeze.  As the plane descended in altitude, she held on tight, her breathing quickened and she pushed hard against the seat.  She didn’t relax until the plane was stopped in the terminal.

They disembarked and found someone to give them directions to the baggage area.  They turned to head that way and Mandy spotted a gentleman in a uniform holding a large piece of material with “CARSON’ printed in bold letters.

They approached the man with Mandy in the lead.  The man smiled and asked, “Amanda Carson and Party?”

“I am from the hotel.  If you will give me your baggage claims, I will retrieve your luggage and we will be off.”

Mandy handed over her claim stubs as did the other two.  The big man turned and started out of the terminal with them following.  He led them through the crowd of people, some wearing very expensive clothing, to a line of limos.  He opened the door on one of them and motioned them to enter.  “Make yourselves comfortable while I retrieve your luggage.  We will be to the hotel shortly.”

Traci entered first followed by Mandy.  Greg took a position next to the right side window.  They were marveling at the luxury of the interior while the skycap and the driver got their bags into the trunk of the huge vehicle.  Then the driver settled in his seat and pulled the long car out from the curb and into the traffic.

They opened the champagne that was waiting on ice and all three had a glass.  Traci found that the bubbly liquid helped to calm her nerves and she was soon joining the other two staring out the windows as well as the sunroof at the buildings.

None of them had seen the mass of people and buildings that they saw on the streets.  Carl, the driver, moved the limo through the congestion with the skill that came from long experience.  The ride was smooth and comfortable and it seemed like just a few minutes before they stopped in front of a hotel.

After Carl opened the door for them, they stepped out and crossed the sidewalk into the entrance of a building that almost looked out of place in among the tall steel and glass structures that they had seen.  Greg stepped back out the doors for a moment to slip Carl a tip and a hearty thank you.  Then, he joined the women as they walked to the registration desk.

A pretty and well-dressed young woman met them at the desk.  “Welcome to the St. Regis in midtown Manhattan.  Do you have a reservation?”

Mandy cleared her throat.  “I think we do.  Mr. Arborough said that he had taken care of everything.  Maybe it is under Amanda Carson?”

The woman checked her computer terminal and glanced back up with a frown.  “Yes, Ms. Carson and party.  I am afraid that the suite that we have reserved for you has just one king size bed.  I can see if we have another that has two doubles if that would suit you better.”

Mandy turned a little red in her cheeks.  “No that room is just fine.  We will be quite comfortable with the king.”

The woman at the counter glanced at them one at a time, and then decided that it wasn’t her business just what their sleeping arrangements were.  She rang for someone to handle their luggage and to lead them up to their suite.  As they followed the young man to the elevators, Greg glanced back to see that the woman was still watching them.  He chuckled to himself as the doors on the elevator closed.

The man opened the doors to their suite and they were in for another shock.  The whole room looked like it belonged in a French palace.  There was rose-colored silk on the walls and gold leaf everywhere.  Traci, who had taken some design history, told them it was Louis XVI style.  The sofa and chairs were covered in brocade that matched the rest of the decor.  They looked through the door into the bedroom and found that it was of the same decor as was the marble bath.

The bellman then showed them how to operate the plasma screen and the DVD as well as where the outlet was for their laptop to connect to the Internet.  Greg handed him a tip and he made a hasty exit, expressing his appreciation until the door was closed.

Traci and Mandy were muttering between themselves as they wandered between the rooms, admiring all the furnishings.  Neither of the women had been around this much grandeur before, and decided they were going to enjoy it for as long as they could.  Traci called dibs on the garden tub and started removing her clothes as she wandered toward the bathroom.  When she got to the door, she struck a very provocative pose against the doorframe and gave a sultry glance at the other two.

“This tub is big enough for three.  You guys up for a mutual back washing?”

Mandy and Greg glanced at each other and began removing their clothing while they were heading toward their lover.  They shared a three-way kiss and grope while the tub filled.  There was a lot of ‘washing’ of backs as well as other, more sensual, spots as they laughed and enjoyed the hot water.  The girls took turns riding on Greg’s cock, bringing themselves to an orgasm then allowing the other one her turn.  Traci was the one enjoying her coupling with Greg when he finally could take no more.  He took hold of her hips and bucked up, shoving as deep as possible as he shook from his orgasm.  Mandy saw that Traci was almost over when Greg erupted, so she massaged her lover’s clit, pushing it harder against the base of Greg’s cock.  Before Greg finished, Traci gave out a low moan as she pounded her pussy hard against the base of his cock.

The lovers separated as they started to come down, each moving to the opposite side of the tub, letting their heads rest against the marble surround.  Mandy had almost recovered before the other two went off, so while they rested, she caressed them both lovingly. 

The ringing of the phone shattered the moment.  Mandy jumped up and ran naked into the living area to answer it while Greg and Traci dried off then joined her.  They walked in with Greg holding a towel for her as she replaced the receiver.

Greg started to pat her body dry while she told them who had called.  Mr. Arborough wanted to make sure they had made it in and that the room was to their liking.  He asked that we come to the gallery in about an hour to finalize the details of the show scheduled to start the next night.  

The call caused them to scramble to get dressed and the women to reapply their makeup before they had to leave.  They went downstairs to get directions to the gallery and found that it was just a few blocks north on Fifth.  They stepped out the door and joined the mob of people that crowded the sidewalks of Manhattan.

Mr. Arborough was waiting for them when they came through the door.  He greeted them and then took them to where Mandy’s artwork was displayed for the show.  When the deal for the show had been struck, Mr. Arborough requested that she send every available original.  They had made a master print of each and had what they considered a reasonable amount of copies made.  The original works, including the oils that she had done over the last year, were displayed on walls of different geometric shapes that were designed to display each in its best light.  Mandy was amazed that her work looked so much better in the way it was shown.

Mr. Arborough explained what was supposed to happen the next night.  Mandy would be expected to mingle around the crowd to answer questions and to sign any prints that were purchased during the show.  The extra prints they had would just have her signature.  He also asked that she check the collection to make sure that any originals that were not for sale were marked as such.  He went over the terms of the contract once again, making sure that she understood the percentages she would receive for any sales.

He did ask if she wanted to participate in an art auction for new artists that was scheduled for the day after the show.  If there were any, a couple of her originals that had not sold outright the night before would be auctioned off with half the profits going to the local art school.

Since they had gone over everything beforehand, there were no differences and the meeting was short.  Mr. Arborough told them that a limo would pick them up at the hotel at eight to have them make an entrance to the show.  He then told them that they would be his guests at one of his favorite restaurants after the show, so to eat light during the day.

They shook hands and the trio headed out to see what they could before they headed back to the hotel.

The rest of the afternoon was spent wandering around mid-town, looking at all the sights and stores that were within walking distance.  Greg took pictures of the women in front of some of the more famous establishments, landmarks and even the skyline from the top of one of the skyscrapers.

On the way back, they went past a small deli tucked in among the tall buildings.  Greg was starved and when he asked, the girls agreed with him.  Inside the door, they were hit with the sights and smells that were associated with a place such as this.  There were several workers from around the area taking a late lunch crowded in the small store, standing in line as the crew behind the counter made their sandwiches.

The food proved to be as good as it had smelled and the portions were more than enough.  Greg promised himself that he would be back here before they left the city.  This was just what he imagined a New York Deli should be with the staff shouting orders to each other and managing to get the food out in spite of what looked like total chaos.  By this time, they were all feeling the stress of the day and headed back to the hotel.

Being full and tired, it was agreed that a nap should be the first thing on their list.  They all stretched out on the king size bed with Mandy taking the edge closest to the phone.  She had promised herself that she would not worry about Jenni, but the separation was getting to her and she called Heather.

Her fears dissipated when Heather assured her that Jenni was doing just fine.  Adrian, her current lover, was currently cuddling Jenni.  They had all met this man and had found him very loving and attentive to both Heather and Jenni.  Mandy knew she could trust them both to give her daughter all the love and attention she could stand.  After making no promises not to spoil Jenni shamelessly, Heather told them to call any time to check in.  Now that her mind was soothed about her baby, Mandy joined the other two in a dreamless slumber.

The ringing phone awakened Greg.  He crawled over the still sleeping Mandy and answered.  It was the Concierge at the main desk, telling him that three tickets to the off-Broadway production of My Fair Lady were delivered to him for that evening in Ms. Carson’s name.  Greg thanked the gentleman and asked who had sent them.  “Mr. Schmidt of Arborough, Martin and Schmidt is an investor in the production and thought that you and your companions would enjoy the show.  He was the one who had them delivered,” was the answer.

Greg again thanked the man and after getting the show time, hung up the phone.  They had just a couple hours before they would have to leave so he aroused his companions with a few well-placed kisses and caresses.

The girls were excited about the play, but Greg was not so sure.  He hated musicals in general and refused to watch them.  Mandy was the one who insisted that he get dressed and join them.  No amount of excuses could get him out of it so he put on the suit he had in his luggage and, still grumbling, got ready.

Mandy and Traci both took the time to get their makeup on just right and dressed in the nicest dresses they had.  Greg had to admit that if he was going to be dragged to a play, at least he was going with the two sexiest women he knew.  That would make it tolerable, almost.

By the time the trio had settled in a cab and headed to a nightspot for a late dinner, Greg had to admit to his lovers that he had enjoyed the show.  The actors, while not major stars, were very good in their roles.  When Mandy asked, he told her that seeing it live was very different seeing it from on television or at the movies.  Their discussion of the play continued through their meal and then in the hotel room.

“Alright, I will concede to going to see...” Greg stopped while he peeled off his shirt over his head.  “We can try one of the plays that comes to our local theater.  But that doesn’t mean I am going to watch musicals on the television.”

“Well, at least that’s a start,” Mandy commented to Traci.  “Next thing will be to get him interested in ‘chick flicks’.”

“Hey you two, I already watch some of them with you,” Greg said as he slipped under the covers on the left side of the bed.  Mandy had called the center for that night.

“You just want to see the sex scenes you pervert,” was Mandy’s reply, as she grabbed one of the pillows and whacked her fiancé’ with it.  His response was to sit up and try to grab the pillow from her grasp.  This left the other pillow free so Traci grabbed that one and joined in the fray.  Outnumbered, Greg finally admitted defeat and called for mercy.

Weak from their laughter, the girls collapsed on the bed with their lover.  He pulled them both close and kissed them as they calmed down.  The laughter was soon replaced with feeling of arousal and hands started wandering to more intimate places.

As they were moving around into more comfortable positions, Mandy stopped them.  “This trip is so much like a fantasy that I wonder if we could try something.  Maybe Greg could do me from the back?”

Greg looked up at her in surprise.  Ever since her first boyfriend had taken her thrown down against the gym mats in that position, she had not been able to make love that way.  Every time she tried it, the memories would come flooding back and she would start to relive that terrible scene in her head.  After the first time she fell apart and asked him to stop, Greg had never tried that position again.  That it was one of Traci’s favorite ways to make love meant that he didn’t miss out, but Mandy asking for it that way threw him for a curve.

“Are you sure, sweetheart?  You know I will stop if it bothers you at all.”  He was stroking her back as he spoke to her.

“Maybe I can help make it better for you too,” said Traci.  “Let’s just start and see how it goes.  We only need to go as far as you want and if we can keep your mind on other things, then maybe those old memories won’t show themselves.”

There was no need for any more words as first Greg and then Traci gave their lover a smoldering kiss filled with all the passion and love they could put in it.  The tension that had built up when she was talking about her rape started to dissipate only to be replaced with her body’s reaction to the kisses and caresses she was receiving from her lovers.

She moved around until she was over Traci, facing each other so they could continue their kiss.  This was the position that she had avoided for so very long, but this time it felt different.  Instead of her face being forced against the vinyl of the mats, she was being kissed and held.  So very different.

Greg watched his two women pleasuring each other for a few minutes.  Then, he moved around behind Mandy.  She had been rubbing herself as she and Traci made out and he could see her swollen vulva were already shiny with moisture.  He started to caress her back and sides, letting her know that he was there and also to help her relax.

She had tensed when he had first touched her but rapidly lost herself in the sensations that she was feeling.  Instead of trying to slide his cock into her right then, he trailed his tongue over her ass cheeks leaving a trail of kisses and licks down to his target.

Mandy was really getting into it now.  She was starting to moan and her kisses to Traci were becoming more intense.  Greg could now see her outer lips were very swollen and the inner ones were dark red with her rising passions.  He used his tongue to separate them to expose her erect clit.  He worked over her entire vulva including the crease of her legs where he knew she was so sensitive.  By now, her pelvis was rocking back and forth simulating the fucking motion that she was now craving.

Greg slid down until the bottom of his tongue was in contact with her clit.  He started swirling his tongue around and over her button until he felt her start to contract in orgasm.  As she tripped over the edge, he poked his tongue into her opening and tasted her juices.

The sensation of his tongue penetrating her as his chin caressed her clit sent her over the edge.  She pulled her mouth away from Traci’s and gave out a long groan.  Her body started to shake and Greg’s mouth was flooded with her essence.

Mandy then reached back and pulled on Greg’s thigh, moving him into position behind her.  “Oh God, shove it in me!  I need it so bad right now.”

Greg obeyed her commands.  She didn’t often talk that way due to the way she had been brought up, but it always turned him on when she would let loose.  He held back just long enough to coat his cock with her juices then he started pushing slowly into her.  She was still riding the last of her orgasm, so when she felt his cock sliding into her and filling her tunnel, she started toward another peak.

For just a moment, she felt the panic of the memories, but this time she felt safe instead of scared.  It was all so different now.  Then, her body took over and she began to thrust hard back into Greg trying to get even more of his cock into her pussy.  She realized that in this position, he was able to touch places inside her that he hadn’t been able to reach before and this added to her excitement.

She felt his pubic hair tickle her rosebud and knew he was in as far as he could go.  As he withdrew to start thrusting into her, she angled her pelvis to give them both even more new sensations.  Then she started to lose all thought as her orgasm started to build.

Traci had not been idle either.  She had scooted down enough that she could reach Mandy’s breasts as they hung down toward her.  She took one in each hand and started to caress and squeeze them just like she knew her lover enjoyed it the most.  When she saw that Mandy was getting very close again, she took a nipple in her mouth and gently bit on it.

That was all Mandy needed to take her over the edge again.  This time, she vocalized her orgasm with a yell that went up in pitch as she reached the edge.  Then her body went crazy with spasms, shaking and twitching in the release of her pleasure.  At the same time, her pussy started to contract in rhythm with her orgasm.  This proved too much for Greg and he shot his load deep inside her, fighting to keep up with her movements.

As she started to come down, Mandy started to see stars.  She collapsed on top of Traci and then rolled to her side.  She missed the feeling of Greg big cock inside her, but her body just couldn’t support itself any longer. 

When Greg moved up to kiss her face, he could see the tears trickling down her cheeks.  He looked at her questioningly, but she assured him she was all right with a smile.  “I’m just not sure what I’m feeling right now.  I know that the old feelings about doing it that way are not there anymore.  The incredible sensations I felt just overwhelmed me for a while.  Ya know, instead of feeling like I was being violated like before, all at once I felt very safe and very loved.  And it is you guys that made it that way for me.  I love you both.”

Greg pulled her into an embrace and Traci came in behind enfolding her in a cocoon of affection.  They stayed that way until Mandy pulled back enough to be able to look at her lovers.  “Traci, you didn’t get off, did you?”

“Don’t worry about it.  It was you that needed it the most tonight.  Besides, I’m due for my period in a couple of days if you remember.  I’m just not needing it right now.”

Mandy gave her best friend a loving kiss.  She had needed it and the way she felt now, she was almost sorry she hadn’t tried to tackle that phobia earlier.  She decided that she didn’t even mind being in the wet spot of the bed.  She was just too sated to want to move.  They all fell asleep with the other two holding Mandy in the middle.

The next morning saw the two women up much earlier than Greg.  One of the secretaries at the gallery was about their age and when she heard they needed to go shopping, she asked her boss if she could guide them to the best places.  She was going to meet them at nine o’clock so Mandy and Traci shared a quick shower to remove the remaining evidence of the night before and ordered a quick breakfast.  Just before the appointed time, Carlita called their room to see if they were ready.  They woke Greg long enough to let him know that they were leaving, and then they were out the door.

The ladies had a marvelous time going through all of the shops that could possibly have anything of interest to their goal.  After countless trials of different looks, they finally found just what they considered to be perfect for the opening of the show that evening.  They were careful with the amount spent even though Greg had already told them to spend whatever it took.  After arranging to have their purchases delivered to the hotel, they then could indulge in their real passion of just trying everything on that hit their fancy.

Throughout the day, the women had both grown to like their guide very much.  Carlita was from Central America coming to the US with her parents as an infant.  Her delicate skin was the tone that Traci could only wish she could obtain, given her Irish heritage and her features were those of what you knew a Mayan priestess would have had.

However, her carefree personality really drew them to her.  She was a person who was very happy with her life right then and she knew just what she wanted.  The pair of women found out just how assertive she could be when some clerk tried to swindle them.  She set the clerk straight with no mincing of words when she tried to charge a higher price for Mandy’s skirt.  Carlita demanded to see the owner of the boutique and told her in no uncertain terms that she would be losing a chunk of business if she ever heard of the store pulling that again.  The manager assured her that it was only a simple mistake and that he would have an additional ten percent taken off the price as an apology.

She was still incensed as they left the store.  “That clerk has tried that before with a couple of my friends, but they wouldn’t complain about it like I do.  She thought that she had a couple of tourists that she could scam.  Well she sure found out, didn’t she?”

Carlita then broke out in a big grin.  Traci and Mandy mirrored her smile. The incident was soon overshadowed by the next store, but Mandy’s respect for this woman had really gone up.  A single girl in a city this size that can have her self-confidence was someone who she looked up to.

The three attracted attention even in Manhattan.  Men were watching them as they would pass and they heard a couple of whistles after the man was far enough away not to be recognized.  All three loved the attention, but acted like it was an every day occurrence.  They would look at each other and grin every time some guy would make a fool of himself looking at them.

By the time they made it back to the hotel, they were all fast friends.  Carlita assured them that she would be at the opening that night with her current boyfriend.  Mandy and Traci took the elevator up to their room.

While the women were out shopping, Greg did something that he had been looking forward to.  He slept in until mid-morning and then slipped on some sweats and went down to the weight room for a workout.  Then it was back to the room for a leisurely shower and then some TV and relaxing.

He finished his workout and was in the shower when guest services arrived to take care of the room.  He didn’t hear the older woman call out her presence.  Just as she started into the bathroom, she came upon a very nude and very surprised Greg.  It was hard to tell just who was more surprised or embarrassed.  The woman quickly apologized and started to back out.  Greg grabbed the sweats that were on the bed and quickly slipped them on.  He convinced her that he was not upset and that she could go ahead and finish what she needed to do.  She changed the bed and did the rest of her routine, but every time she would look in his direction, she would turn red in the face and duck her head down.

For his part, Greg tried to stay out of her way as much as possible and not give her cause to be even more embarrassed.  He did stop her on the way out and give her a tip with another apology and his promise to be more careful in the future.

Then he dressed and headed around the corner back to the small deli that they had been at the day before.  He had another great sandwich for lunch and then wandered back to the hotel for some real ‘down time’.

The girls came in to find him flopped on the sofa watching the plasma television.  They regaled him with tales of their adventures in shopping until it was time to get ready.  The women went into the bathroom to work on their make up.  Since all Greg had left to do was to put on his tuxedo, he was soon ready and sitting in the other room waiting for the appearance of his two dates.

When they came out, he could see that the time and money they had used were well spent.  Traci had the look of a businesswoman wearing a cream colored dress with a matching short jacket.  With her height and figure, she made a powerful statement.

Mandy had gone for the more ‘artistic’ look with a simple blouse and a silk skirt in a ‘sari’ style done in a myriad of muted shades of wine and purples.  They both had strap sandals on and the jewelry they were wearing just finished the look.

Greg showed them his appreciation by carefully giving each a hug and a kiss.  Then, it was out the door and down to the restaurant.  The women enjoyed the looks from the men as they passed the other tables, and Greg was feeling very smug to be the escort of two such beautiful ladies.  They enjoyed the dinner, although Mandy had butterflies in her stomach the size of airliners and she could only pick at her meal.

The opening of the show was more fantastic than Mandy could have imagined.  There were people from all walks of life from other artists and students to wealthy and well-bred matrons who dabbled in art.  The gallery had done a wonderful job of setting things up to make her work shine.  She was even impressed and could hardly believe that it was her work that was being shown.

She also seemed to spend a lot of her time that night either signing prints or talking to those who wanted to purchase her original paintings.  They would ask about what her mood was while she was painting, what she was trying to convey, and many more just had kind words for her efforts.  She even ran into a few celebrities that she had seen in movies.  These encounters had rendered her almost speechless when they happened but they made her feel she was as famous as they were and talked to her as an equal.  One of her originals, a self-portrait of her suckling Jenni sitting in a garden, was bought and was to be shipped to the actress’ ranch in Aspen, Colorado.  Mandy wrote out a short description of the painting and after signing it, attached the paper to the back of the framed piece.  The actress gave Mandy a hug and even gave Greg a kiss on the cheek, which caused him to be the one speechless.

Greg became the center of attention for a few of the older and wealthier ladies.  He had been standing off to the side of the action, watching to see when Mandy might need him when he heard a trio of women in their late fifties or so discussing a well-dressed and rather sexy young man.  He glanced around like he was just taking in the crowd and realized that he was the only ‘young’ man in the area.  They were discussing him!

“I say Martha, that young man would make a nice boy-toy, wouldn’t he?  Wonder if he is interested in being my escort for the premiere?”

“I’m afraid that he already belongs to the young woman who is the guest of honor for this little party.”

“Pity, that.  Just what we could have done with that young, virile man.”

The third woman then joined the conversation.  “Hedda, I believe you might be wrong about him being attached to Ms. Carson, at least exclusively.  That tall busty redhead in the cream dress and jacket was being rather intimate while talking to him earlier.”

Martha tried to correct her friend.  “Well, I am sure he was at the young woman’s side just a few minutes ago.  You don’t imagine that...”

“Well, if he is with them both,” remarked Hedda, “I want to know if there are any more like him where he lives.  I simply must have one for myself.”

Greg was becoming very embarrassed by what he was overhearing.  ‘This must be what Traci was putting up with’, he thought.  Sometimes women were just as bad as men were when it came to sex talk.  Before anymore could be said, he moved to where Mandy was talking to another client of the gallery.  He waited until after the man wandered off and then told Mandy about what he had overheard.

She gave him a quiet laugh over his ire.  “Well, they’re right about one thing, you are a sexy hunk of meat.  But you’re OUR hunk and we won’t share.  You can ask Traci about that.  I wouldn’t share at all but she is a special case.”  Then she gave him a quick kiss to let him know she was teasing.

Traci had tried to move around the guests as much as she was able, but she was getting hit on so much that she finally sought out Mandy and Greg.  One man had given her his card from a modeling agency, urging her to call him.  A few more offered to buy her dinner after the show.  Some who had purchased prints with her in them had asked for her autograph.

Another, who took the ‘starving artist’ look too far, offered to sculpt her in the nude.  He even offered her a thousand dollars.  She pointed to one of Mandy’s paintings and told the man she only posed for one person and that was Mandy.  The artist looked at the painting for a moment then raised his offer to five thousand.  She politely, but firmly, refused the offer.  After he walked away, Carlita came over to her and explained that he was a famous man whose work would bring millions.  Traci was shocked, but explained to the other woman that she had promised to only pose for Mandy.  She would be too embarrassed to do that for anyone else.

As the evening was coming to a close, Mr. Arborough pulled Mandy off to the side for a moment.  He was very pleased with the evening.  With just a glance at the books for the night, he was certain that the gallery had more than covered all the expenses and made a very tidy sum above that.  Mandy could expect a rather large check in the mail after the run of the show.

He told them to go back to the hotel and enjoy the next two days sightseeing.  He would send a car and driver to be at their disposal tomorrow at mid morning.  She had done what she had promised and he couldn’t have asked for a better show.  The limo was waiting out front and returned them to the hotel in style.

They stayed up until early morning discussing all the people and things they had each seen.  Traci found Greg’s ‘admirers’ comical.  By the same token, Mandy and Greg both laughed about the men that tried to hit on her.  They fell asleep, exhausted, right after they left a wake-up request in time to get ready before the car would be there for them.

They were excited about seeing all the sights.  They were dressed and ready to go when the call came to the room that the car was there for them.  Going out the main doors, they saw Carlita smiling and waving at them.

“I volunteered to take you around today,” she told them as they got seated and hooked up.  “Besides getting to drive Mr. Arborough’s Town Car around, it gives me a chance to spend a little more time with you guys.”

This was very agreeable with all three of her passengers, so while Carlita maneuvered through the Saturday morning traffic, they discussed the show the night before.  She told them that her bosses were very happy with the take and were considering an extension to the show for at least another week.  “Even grumpy old Mr. Schmidt had a smile on his face, and that is a first as far as I know,” she told them with a giggle.

Their tour took in all the famous sites with stops at the Empire State Building, Rockefeller Center, the Museum of Modern Art, and of course, the site where the twin towers once stood.  Mandy insisted on buying souvenirs for all the people back home and by the time she had finished with her list, Greg complained that they would need another suitcase to get them all home.  That comment earned him a punch in the shoulder from Mandy and laughs of derision from the other two women.

It was early evening when they got back to the hotel.  They offered to buy Carlita dinner, but she had to decline since she had a date that night.  There were hugs all around and promises to keep in touch, and then she drove off into the evening traffic.  Both girls were sorry to have to leave Carlita.  They would miss having her bouncy personality around, but all three were starting to long for the peace and quiet of home.

The evening was spent getting most of their possessions packed and laying out just what they would wear on the plane home.  Since their flight out was scheduled at eleven, they called it an early night.  Mandy made her nightly call to Heather to check on Jenni, and once again assured that her baby was doing just fine and getting spoiled, she joined the other two in bed.

Greg made love to Mandy that night with Traci joining in.  It was slow and sweet, ending with orgasms for all three before they turned out the lights.  Traci did extract a promise from the other two that it would be her turn just as soon as her period ended.  They were eager to fulfill that promise.

The trip home was the reverse of the flight out.  Since Traci was still nervous about flying, she sat next to Greg and Mandy took the seat across the aisle.  The flight crew was different of course, and while they were nice enough, they were not as friendly as Hillary, Sherri and Josh had been.  As soon as the plane was in the air, they started reliving the things they had seen and done over the past four days.  That helped Traci’s nerves and made the flight go faster for them.

Heather and Jenni were waiting when they came out of the terminal with their luggage.  Jenni started yelling “Mamamamamama” and holding out her chubby little arms just as soon as she spotted Mandy coming out of the crowd.  While the three took turns cuddling the little girl, they gave Heather a brief rundown on the trip.  This continued at home and well into the evening.

Heather gave them details of her and Jenni’s adventures together while they were gone.  She had held to her promise that the little girl would be spoiled.  She had gone to work with Heather and the other women in the office had doted on her.  They had also spent time at the spa, playing in the heated pool.  There had been trips to the zoo and they had even gone to a production of Sesame Street that Jenni had enjoyed.  She was really too young to understand what was going on but the bright colors and bouncy music had held her interest for most of the play.

When Heather had finally left for her own home, Mandy was able to let go of Jenni long enough to put her to bed.  She had called home every night, but in spite of all the excitement, she had missed her daughter very much.  They were all glad to be back to familiar surroundings and the routine that made up their lives.  They also had other things that were coming up that they had to deal with.  The trial of Jenni’s father was one of them.