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This story documents a promiscuous weekend had by fifteen-year-old
Sarah, her classmate Mari, her older brother David, and his college-
buddy Rob.

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SARAH'S DISCOVERIES 03A - HOME ENTERTAINMENT

MORNING STORM
Sarah's eyes popped wide open when she heard the loud scraping noise.
It sounded like wood on wood, and awfully close. The eerie sound cut
through the quiet bedroom like nails on a chalkboard. She glanced
around, noting the time on her alarm clock. 9:30am. Why was it so
dark? She started. Something whined loudly before the sound was
terminated with a sharp crack. Then she heard a low moaning noise,
rising in pitch. More wood on wood. As her window rattled, she finally
realized what was going on.

Outside, a mean winter storm was tearing through the neighborhood,
obscuring everything with snow. The evergreens along the house were
being whipped into the walls, branches scratching and breaking against
them. Beyond her window dark flurries were zooming by, thrown around
by the gale force winds. Visibility couldn't have been much more than
six to ten feet.

Hoping to catch a little more shuteye in spite of the blizzard the
blonde tenth-grader rolled over, only to bump into a nude female body.
Mari stirred slightly, but never woke up.

"She must be sleeping the sleep of the dead," mused Sarah while
looking at her classmate in wonder.

The half-Asian teenager had thrown the comforter, leaving a strong leg
and most of her torso exposed. Her long, thick hair was strewn across
the pillow like a black halo.  Her full breasts were rising and
falling slowly in time with her steady breathing. There was the
slightest hint of a snore from her half-open mouth. Sarah snuggled up
next to her and snaked an arm around her waist. She was asleep again
before a minute had passed.

It had been easy enough for Mari to talk her mom into letting her stay
the night. It wasn't an uncommon thing for the girls anyway, and when
she threw in their impending project for Mr. Humphries, it was a done
deal. Her mother may not have been nearly as willing had she known
that while she had her daughter on the line, said daughter was
completely naked and bent over the phone table in the hall while
Sarah's brother David was burying his meaty cock in her slippery sex.
His roommate Rob was likewise servicing Sarah against the wall, all of
them trying desperately to remain silent so as to not give anything
away.

That day had passed much like it had begun, the four of them fucking
and sucking all over the house. After the couch, the pool table
downstairs and the kitchen counters had been christened, they had
continued to the upstairs shower, the den, Sarah's bed, David's bed
and finally ended in a climactic finish on their parents' bed. They
woke up around ten that night to find that they had all passed out
sprawled across each other. Having stayed up only long enough for
showers and delivery pizza before they crashed, Sarah and Mari fell
asleep the moment their heads hit the pillows.

When Sarah reawakened, the alarm clock on her nightstand read 11:43.
The wind was still howling outside her window, sounding bitter and
cold. She rubbed her eyes sleepily. Next to her, Mari was breathing
softly, still dead to the world.

"What's it take to wake her," wondered the blonde. "An earthquake?"

She started at loud thumping noises in the ceiling. Was someone in the
attic? It was turning out to be a very mysterious morning. The young
girl slipped quietly out of her bed and draped her pink fuzzy bathrobe
over her curvy body. The door to the hall opened with a soft creak and
she peeked out. Sure enough, the trapdoor to the attic was open and
the wooden ladder had been extended. As she watched, Rob appeared at
the top with a large cardboard box and walked carefully down the
rickety ladder with it. After a couple of heart-stopping wobbles he
made it down to safety.
He didn't notice her until he put the box down.

"Good afternoon, sleepyhead", he greeted with a smile.

"Morning. It's not noon yet."

"Close enough. Glad to see you're finally out of hibernation; we were
starting to worry."

"What do you have there?" Sarah stepped out of her room to look more
closely at the box.

"Costumes, it looks like."

"Costumes?"

"Echo?"

"Huh?"

"Never mind. Must be too early." Rob opened the top of the box. "Seems
like old Halloween costumes. We came across them looking for Dave's
old comic book collection."

Sarah wrinkled her nose at the musty smell. "What on Earth did you
bring them down here for?"

"Well, we were thinking..."

"Oh no."

"No sarcasm needed. I get enough of that from Dave." Rob grinned.
"Anywho, we were thinking... the weather is really sucking today." His
words were emphasized as the gale outside rose to a crescendo of
whines and rattles before dying back down.

He continued. "Your parents aren't coming home until tonight. We
figured maybe there were some fun things in here to play with in the
meantime."

"Playing dress-up? Seems a little silly to me."

"Of course it is. It's what makes it fun." He lifted the box again.

"Anyway, let's get this downstairs and see what we've got."

"I'll be right there... I'm going to see if I can stir sleeping beauty
first."

"Ah... need help?"

"Get downstairs!"

"Ok, ok..." Rob made his way down to the family room.


Back in Sarah's bedroom, Mari still hadn't stirred. The little blonde
crawled onto the bed. She stopped, still on all fours, and let her
gaze travel up and down her friend's curves; along her firm thighs and
rounded hips, across her narrow waist and up over her full breasts, up
her long neck to end at her distinguished face. Slowly she leaned over
and planted a kiss on the dark-haired girl's lips. Pulling back, she
waited.

Mari's eyes fluttered open in confusion. Her eyes slowly came into
focus as she squinted against the light. She looked at Sarah.

"Nice hair."

"Huh?" Sarah was confused.

"Haven't looked in the mirror yet then?" Mari smiled sleepily. "That's
some crazy bed head you have."

Sarah went over to the full-length mirror on the side of her closet to
see. Her thick hair was standing at impossible angles, and there was
what looked like a big dent on the left side. It couldn't been any
more on end had she just stuck her fingers in an electrical socket.

"Oh my god!"

Mari laughed and sat up, her black hair hanging completely straight
against her back. She slipped out of bed, walked across the room to
Sarah and embraced her from behind. The blonde could feel her friend's
breasts pressing against her back through the bathrobe. Mari slipped
her hands inside the front and hefted Sarah's heavy breasts in her
hand.

"Shower? I'll make it worth your while..."

"Sure. I'll need to tame this hair somehow anyway." She slipped out of
her robe, and the two girls walked naked to the bathroom. As soon as
the shower was hot, they stepped into the tub and started to soap each
other up. The high-schoolers giggled as they rubbed their slippery
bodies against each other, hands roaming freely. Their lips met in a
wet kiss under the hot water.

Sarah moaned into her friend's mouth as Mari used the slippery soap to
ease her finger deep into the busty blonde's pussy. Sparks shot
through the two girls as their nipples touched when they pressed their
sudsy bodies against each other. The girls were drawing heavy breaths
in the damp air.

Suddenly Sarah pulled back. "I forgot! Rob's waiting downstairs for
us. He's got something planned for today."

With a disappointed frown on her face, Mari extracted her finger and
stepped back. "This better be good."

The blonde gave her dark-haired friend a quick kiss before stepping
out of the shower to towel off. Mari was close behind, and soon the
two girls were sneaking down the stairs, just wrapped in their towels.
As they entered the family room, David and Rob were sorting and
spreading out different costumes across the furniture. Over in the
corner were a couple of large open cardboard boxes filled with comic
books.

David looked up as the girls walked in. "Perfect timing, girls. We
just started figuring out what's in this box." He pulled out a little
witch's costume, followed by a ballerina outfit and an old
Frankenstein mask.

"Ho ho ho," exclaimed Rob as he pulled out a voluminous red outfit.
"Not just Halloween it seems!" The red suit was soon followed by a
fake beard, matching eyebrows, a pair of black boots, white gloves and
a large white bag. Underneath were some additional Christmas hats and
a green turtleneck. Next were two hat boxes, one containing a Stetson
and the other a bowler.
Packed gently underneath those was a Spanish dress, bright red with
black, flowy trim. It was tight around the torso and with a flare at
the hips. Sleeveless and strapless, it zipped up in the back.

"That's beautiful," said Mari when she saw it.

"And I bet you'd look beautiful in it," replied Rob immediately. The
half-Asian girl had the grace to blush.

"That's funny, I don't remember that costume," said Sarah.

David examined the dress. "No costume here. This is much too high
quality."

"I wonder where that came from."

Their musings were cut short by a low whistle from Rob. "I think you
may have inherited your like of costumes, Dave." He pulled out a tiny
black French maid outfit. It was cut very short, and they were all
pretty sure that the strapless top would do very little to conceal the
breasts of the wearer. Along all the edges was white, lacy trim. David
coughed uncomfortably to the amusement of Mari and Rob, while Sarah
was quiet, not sure she wanted to imagine her parents that way.

Rob continued to pull articles out of the box. The maid's outfit was
followed by a tight and sheer black bodysuit, a furry loincloth, a
leopard print bikini, a mangled box of thongs and g-strings, a
schoolgirl outfit, and a kimono. Sarah stared at the costumes and
outfits with her mouth wide open in shock. These belonged to her
parents?

On the other hand, Mari was terribly amused by the whole thing and was
now standing next to Rob and helping him pull out the contents.

"Seems we hit the super-hero stage," noted the thin college junior.
Out came a Superman outfit, a Batman suit and a skimpy Wonder Woman
costume.

"Men in uniform..." Rob showed off two policeman uniforms. "Women in
uniform..." A nurse's outfit landed on the couch, followed by a nun's
habit. Next, a fisherman's hat, a beret and a black and white
horizontally striped turtleneck. A slinky, dark green cocktail dress
and a couple of nice pinstriped suits finished off the pile, leaving
only a stiff cardboard box at the bottom. Rob picked it up and shook
it gently. It rattled like metal on metal.

"Do we dare?" He answered his own question by starting to raise the
lid. David and Sarah couldn't take their eyes off the box, waiting for
the result. Mari was peeking under Rob's shoulder between his arm and
torso, eager to spot the contents. When she did she gasped.

"Holy shit!!"

"What?" The short blonde was terrified and excited.

Rob lowered the box onto the couch and stepped back. Sarah's eyes went
as big as saucers when she saw the contents, while David lost himself
in a coughing fit. Within the box were several pairs of padded
handcuffs, solid metal chains with leather straps at the ends, a
couple of blindfolds, some candles of varying sizes, two metal balls,
a string with several plastic beads attached along its length and some
sections of rope. Under a cloth on one side were arranged, from
smallest to largest, a series of phallic-looking metal objects,
obviously a matched set. They all had a dial at the base, with numbers
ranging from one to five.

"I can't believe our parents have all this stuff!" Sarah stared at the
wide assortment. "Do you... do you think they still use it?" She paled
at the thought.

"I'd rather not think about that, I think." David looked
uncomfortable.

There was silence before Rob spoke up. "I think this looks like the
perfect setup for a day packed with fun!" Everyone's eyes followed him
as he moved toward his beat-up, old bag and started to rummage around.
"I picked this up while we were out yesterday," he said, fishing out a
black plastic case. He flipped the small metal locks and the lid
popped open on its own. Inside was a shining irregularly shaped object
with a cloth strap on one side.

"Check out this puppy," he said as he lifted the brand new digital
video camera out of its container. "I thought maybe we could make some
home movies." His grin was huge.


Within minutes, the four of them were sitting at the kitchen table,
discussing plots and ideas. Sarah had quickly decided that if they
were going to make porno movies with costumes, there would have to be
a setting or story to go along with it. They were all having the
damnedest time coming up with anything that would match what was in
the box.

"Santa and the Senorita?" David murmured. "Police and trick or
treaters?" He shook his head.

Rob finally spoke up. "You know, we could do a series of vignettes."

"Huh?" sounded collectively.

"You know, short stories. We could all take some of the costumes we
like best and devise some plot around them. We'll make four short
stories instead of one long one."

It seemed painfully obvious now that the idea was on the table.

"So who writes the stories?" asked Sarah.

"We all do. Everyone writes a scene they want to do that involves two
people of the opposite sex." He looked around the table. "That way we
always have a camera-person who films the other three." He looked
dramatically at his watch. "Well, it's twelve thirty. How about we
split up and take... um... since this is porno, I suppose maybe
fifteen, twenty minutes would be appropriate." He grinned. "I'd say
five, but this is everyone's first time authoring. I'm pretty sure
it's more consideration than the plot in your average porno gets."

Everyone looked at each other before getting up, finding pen and paper
and scurrying off to some corner of the house to create their
respective epics.


Around one o'clock they converged in the family room. Everyone had a
sheet of paper with hastily scrawled notes on them. Rob made everyone
fold them up and drop them into his bag.

"This will have to do for randomization," he said before lifting the
it up and giving Mari the first draw.

She pulled out a wrinkled piece of paper. With care, she gently
unfolded it on the table and read the title: "The Wife and the Maid."

David blushed. "So I'm not good with titles." The girls giggled.

"Guess I'm up first as cameraman then," said Rob while picking up the
shining device. "So... what costumes do we need, and who gets in
which?" David looked around the room distractedly before predictably
enough picking out the maid uniform and handing it to Mari. Then he
grabbed one of the pinstriped suits for himself before turning to
Sarah.

"I was wondering if you might have anything businesswoman-like
upstairs in your closet." He looked at the clothes strewn about the
family room. "I don't think there is anything quite appropriate here,
though I suppose the cocktail dress might cut it in a pinch..."

Sarah ran upstairs and pieced together an outfit from her own and her
mother's closet. She then applied a little makeup before she came down
the stairs and sashayed sexily into the room.

"How's this?"

"Beautiful," replied David.

After a few minutes of discussing the script, positioning and
characters, they were finally ready to start. Sarah went out in the
hall, David into the kitchen and Mari, squeezed into the little maid
outfit and nothing else except some mascara and red lipstick, began to
vacuum the floor in the family room.

Rob started the camera and yelled "action!"


MAID FOR EACH OTHER

The handsome man in the pinstriped suit was making himself a sandwich
in the kitchen. Home on lunch, David... er... Smith was mulling over
contracts, investments and how to slip into the position of CEO once
his crabby old boss retired. The old goat didn't have long left, and
when he finally ceased to foul the office with his musty smell and
ornery manner, David would have to move quickly. Corporate politics
took place in a dog-eat-executive world, and much as he hated it, the
mortgage wouldn't pay itself. As CEO, he might finally be able to pull
himself out of debt and live the life he'd always dreamed of. That is,
if his wife also learned to curtail her voracious shopping habits.
Should she not, then they would most likely be in debt 'til they died.

He considered his wife, Sarah, as he bit into the sandwich. She had
been such a vixen when they married. Now, in what seemed like almost
no time at all, she had turned into a money-grubbing shrew, always
complaining and wondering why they weren't rich yet. He still loved
her, but she was making it more and more difficult every day.

David's contemplation was interrupted by the sound of the vacuum
starting up in the family room. Despite their debt, his wife had
insisted on a live-in maid to keep their house in order, though they
never seemed to last long in their house. His wife's demands often
became outrageous and unreasonable and so the pile of resignation
letters on David's desk grew larger and larger as the months went by.

The current maid was short and pretty, apparently of some Asian
descent. She had been hired only a few days ago but seemed eager to
work hard, which had pleased David's wife. He hadn't seen much of her
yet since work had stolen a lot of time this week, but given the
spotless state of his house every time he was home, he had to say he
was impressed. However, right now the sound of the vacuum was driving
him up the wall. He got up and headed toward the family room to
request that she waited until he had gone back to work.

The maid didn't notice him enter and he waited to announce himself,
getting a look at his new employee. His wife always insisted on the
maids wearing a uniform, and would (oh so generously since it came out
of his wallet) give them some money to go find themselves something
appropriate that fit. If this were appropriate or not, however, David
wasn't sure.

The uniform the new maid had chosen looked like maybe it was a size or
so too small. It looked awfully tight around her waist and it was
barely long enough to cover her rear, which left a pair of strong,
sexy legs almost entirely exposed. The little black dress was cut low
on top, seeming to just barely cover the nipples of her perky breasts
and putting a lot of cleavage on display. The straps were off the
shoulders, exposing a sexy upper back and a distinguished long neck.
Her long, raven colored hair hung loosely, kept in place by a small
and frilly lace tiara. She was wearing black slippers on her feet with
thin, black straps that crisscrossed halfway up her strong calves.
Quite a sight to behold, he thought.

The shock, however, came when she ran the vacuum under the coffee
table.  To do so, she bent over at the waist, causing her short dress
to pull up and expose what she was wearing underneath; which, to
David's utter surprise, turned out to be absolutely nothing. Instead,
he was flashed a perfect, smooth little ass and the lower part of her
sex. He was hard instantly, his manhood uncomfortably restrained by
his underwear.

David couldn't help himself. The exotic beauty in front of him was
still unaware of his presence and seemed to be taking extraordinary
care in cleaning under the coffee table. He had to get nearer.
"No wonder this place is spotless," thought the handsome businessman
as he quietly approached the vacuuming beauty. She was still bent over
when he stopped right behind her, his eyes locked between her legs.
Was that a drop of moisture? Without really thinking, he reached out
and ran his finger across her cleft. There wasn't just moisture... she
was soaked!

This was the point where he expected her to jump up, slap him and
storm furiously out of his house, never to return, except possibly
with a horde of lawyers and a career-destroying lawsuit. However, she
just pushed back against his finger to increase the pressure and,
though he couldn't be quite sure over the noise of the vacuum, let out
a throaty moan.

David began to rub his finger up and down the wet slit, feeling it
slip around easily. The maid was still going through the motions of
pushing the vacuum back and forth, but only where she could reach
without having to move away or straighten up.

As the CEO-to-be got braver, he slipped his thick finger into the
young maid and this time he definitely heard the moan over the vacuum.
He pumped it firmly in and out of her, feeling the tight passage grip
his finger with each stroke. The young girl dropped the vacuum and
grabbed onto the glass tabletop tightly, pushing herself back against
him.

David reached out a leg and tapped the on/off switch on the vacuum.
Suddenly, everything was quiet in the room except for soft squishing
sounds and heavy breathing. The maid's beautiful ass wiggled
enticingly at him as she slipped back and forth on his finger. His
wife all but forgotten, the young businessman started fumbling with
his belt and zipper with his unoccupied hand.

The young maid heard the jingling of the now-open belt behind her and
reluctantly pulled herself forward, off his long finger. Catching the
young executive off guard, she turned around and squatted in front of
him, placing her face on level with his fly. Reaching out with deft
fingers, she quickly pulled down the zipper and undid the little
button before slowly pulling down his pants. She looked up at him and
smiled.

It was the first time they actually saw each other face to face, and
David was stunned by her beauty. Her deep, dark eyes swallowed him up,
and her lips were painted deep red. Her raven black hair framed her
face in a very sophisticated manner. Keeping her eyes locked with his,
she hooked her thumbs in his underwear and pulled them down to join
his pants at his ankles. His fiercely erect member sprang free,
pointing toward the ceiling and hovering over her forehead. She
slipped her thin fingers around it and raised herself up while pulling
it down until it was parallel to the ground and pointing right at her
mouth. Sticking her tongue out, she flicked it across the tip before
leaning forward and engulfing the head.

David sighed deeply as he let the little maid work her magic. He was
in heaven as she moved around on his cock and caressed it with her
talented tongue. Raising her hand to his balls, she gently ran her
fingers along them and stroked the soft orbs gently. The added
stimulus was bringing his excitement to a boil. Pumping his hips
slightly, he gently pushed in and out of her mouth, watching the
engorged head appear and disappear between her delicate lips.

Wrapping her thin fingers around the base of the cock in her mouth,
she stroked in time with David's thrusts. She could feel it growing
between her lips as he was getting closer to the inevitable end. He
reached down and gently pulled her head off his member.

"Too much more of that... and I won't be able to... hold it back," he
gasped.

"It's ok... I'll get it ready for action again..." Her voice was low
and sexy as she spoke for the first time, a wry smile on her lips. She
began stroking again, her little fingers still wrapped around his
cock. As she increased the rate, she sat up further and pointed the
tip at her neck and upper chest. Smiling, she pulled his hand down to
his member, urging him to finish himself off.

While he was skimming his hand up and down his member, she tugged at
the top of her outfit, slipping the confining top off her breasts and
arms until it was bunched around her waist. The enticing view of the
maid's firm and perky tits were too much for the long neglected
businessman. He groaned as his cock swelled and then fired a powerful
stream of semen that splashed against the young employee's chest. Jet
after jet shot out, painting her breasts in thin sticky lines. Some
was sliding slowly down into the valley between her mounds, and she
could feel her skin cool beneath the gooey liquid as it made its way
toward her belly button.

When the last remnants of David's orgasm dribbled out to fall wetly
against the maid's stomach, she scooted around the coffee table and
onto the couch. She laid back and spread her legs wide, making sure
her boss was watching. With her right index and middle fingers, she
scooped up some of the come on her chest before slipping them into her
pussy, using the slippery semen for lubrication. David's spent cock
was already beginning to show new signs of vitality as he watched her
lewd performance. She licked her lips sexily while watching for his
reaction.

David took his mostly limp member in his right hand and began to
stroke gently as he moved around the table to get closer. He watched
as the maid's fingers were pumping quickly in and out while she arched
her back and moaned. With his large hands he reached out to fondle her
heaving breasts. She turned her head toward him as he climbed onto the
couch, her red lips open as she breathed heavily. Facing her side, he
pushed his hips forward and placed the head of his cock near her face.
Eagerly, she took it back into her mouth, applying expert suction as
he watched her play with herself.

Steadily David grew hard until he had to keep his cock at an
uncomfortable angle to keep it between her lips. Pulling out of her
soft mouth, he motioned for her to turn around so that her shapely
back was to him. She moved so she was on all fours on the couch, her
forearms on the armrest and her firm ass in the air, wiggling
enticingly at David.

Still giving his large cock some encouragement with his left hand, he
reached out with his right and buried his thick thumb in the maid's
sex. He let her push back on it a few times, getting it good and
slippery, before he pulled it back out and moved it up against her
skin until it arrived at her asshole. She gasped as he rubbed it in
lazy circles around the puckered muscle and moaned audibly as he
pushed the wet tip in.  Slowly, but firmly, he began to wiggle it in
until his palm lay flat against the smooth cheeks of her ass.

As the raven-haired maid laid there getting used to his thumb, he
shuffled himself closer until the head of his cock was pointing right
at her now-unfilled cunt. There was a sharp intake of breath as he
touched it against the soft, wet folds and she almost screamed as he
pushed it slowly into her, filling her completely. He could clearly
feel his cock as it slid past his thumb. He reveled in the sensation,
in how the tight pussy gripped his cock and the feeling of her whole
body pulsing with each breath. And then, with his left hand on her
hip, he began to thrust firmly in and out.

The young girl was moaning loudly with each motion, gripping the couch
with her thin fingers. His eyes were closed as he lost himself in her
sex. Neither felt the steely glare of a pair of ice-blue eyes that
been calmly observing their passionate coupling for some time.
Sarah's face was impossible to read as she slowly and quietly made her
way into the room, her high heels discarded in the doorway as to not
make any noise.

David froze when a hand wrapped itself around his balls like a bird's
talons.

"So... I finally catch you, David." The voice behind him was calm,
collected and indubitably his wife's.

"F... finally!? I have n... never done this b... before!"

"Tell me about it!" The voice behind him sighed dramatically as the
fingers around his balls began to slowly stroke and caress them. "Maid
after maid I've gone through, each more beautiful than the other. And
the ones I convinced to put their moves on you, you never noticed."

"C... convinced to put their moves on me? But why!?"

"I want a threesome."

"What?"

"I was sure you'd never go along with it, so I had to rig things so
that you were most of the way there by the time I stepped in." Her
fingers grew more insistent. "I stopped having sex with you to improve
their chances." She paused. "On second thought, maybe that was going a
bit far..."

David laughed. "Woman, you're crazy. What guy would turn down a
threesome with his beautiful wife and her sexy maid?"

"You mean it!?" Sarah's voice was ecstatic, like a happy teenager's.

"Of course! Now get out of those clothes!"

She squealed happily before giving his balls a final squeeze and
getting up. David wasted no time before he was pushing back into the
exotic maid, who grunted in appreciation as he filled her once again.
Sarah nearly ran around to the end of the couch where the other two
could watch her. She quickly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a
sensible bra with lace trim underneath. It was front snap and she had
it undone without even taking her blouse off. Then she pulled up her
blue skirt to reveal a pair of lacy panties pulled on over garters
that held her black stockings up. She quickly slipped them off and
climbed onto the couch, her skirt bunched around her waist.

Sitting down on the armrest, she spread her legs right in front of the
maid's face.

"Eat me!" was all she said. The black-haired Asian girl leaned forward
and pushed her face into Sarah's sex, proving that her talented tongue
was good for more than one application. Soon, the only sounds in the
family room were the slapping of flesh on flesh and passionate moans.

Suddenly, David pulled out of his wife's maid, his thumb following
with a soft pop. She groaned in irritation.

"If we're already doing this... there's something I've always wanted
to try," said the sweating businessman. Both girls looked at him.

"Sarah, scoot down so you're underneath." David indicated where he
wanted her with his hands. His wife slid down below her maid until
they were face to face and their breasts were rubbing against each
other. Her husband arranged their legs so that Sarah's were spread,
with the Asian girl's legs around them. This way, their dripping
pussies were within a few short inches of each other. He moved up
between their legs and plunged his cock into his wife.

She gasped loudly and grabbed on to the girl above her. As David
bounced her with his thrusts, the two girls clung to each other. Every
so often their nipples would brush, sending shocks through their
sweaty bodies. The sensations of skin on skin were intoxicating. They
felt like they were on an erotic amusement ride.

And then David pulled out.

"Where are you going," cried Sarah. She was answered by her maid's
eyes opening wide in front of her as her husband switched pussies. The
slap, slap, slap of his pelvis rocking against the black-haired girl's
firm behind resonated through the room. The way the two of them were
shaking, he had to be laying into her quite firmly. Watching the
pretty maid's expressions of lust were almost as exciting as getting
fucked herself.

After another ten or fifteen seconds, he switched again, the rock-hard
member pistoning back into the blonde wife. Then again. And once more.
The girls would wait eagerly for their next turn while watching the
other, and once it came, squeal happily and close their eyes until
once again they were empty.

Sarah in particular was getting awfully turned on by the switching,
and each time her husband slammed his cock into her she could feel an
orgasm sneaking significantly closer. And finally, it was there. David
switched, slammed into her and then it was there. It was like it
rippled out from his hard cock as it drove into her depths. He fucked
her roughly as she mewled and moaned, her pussy gripping him tightly.
She clutched the girl above her in her arms and held on tightly as the
large man pounded her senseless. A flush had spread across every inch
of pale skin on her body. She didn't come back down until he finally
pulled back out and switched again. It was incredibly erotic to be
just settling after a good come while watching the Asian girl above
her shake back and forth as she was fucked violently.

Sarah spoke up while David was pounding into the maid. "You know," she
said, "she confided something to me during the... um... job
interview." She made sure her grip on the exotic girl was firm. "She
has never been fucked in the ass... and she was hoping you'd be her
first."
The maid's eyes shot open. She stared at Sarah.

"Um... I don't know if... I mean... I'm nod sure if..." She was
interrupted as Sarah pulled her close and sealed the maid's lips with
her own. Meanwhile, David grinned and placed his sloppy wet cock at
the shapely maid's rear entrance, nuzzling the head against it. Then,
slowly, he began to push, the girls' combined lubrication easing the
process. Sarah felt the maid groan into her mouth as the head popped
past the sphincter. The dark-haired girl's fingers were gripping her
tightly, clutched around her arms.

Steadily, David eased himself into his wife's maid until he was fully
buried to the hilt. He could feel her heartbeat pulsing through her
body and around his cock as he stayed still, allowing her to get used
to the intense sensation. Some time passed before he pumped just a
little, building slowly up to longer strokes. Moaning was sounding
from the young maid.

Sarah felt the fingers begin to relax their grip on her arms. She
slipped herself just a little further down so she could start licking
and sucking on her maid's magnificent tits. At the same time, she
moved a hand down to start playing with the girl's pussy. As she
massaged the clit and vulva, she could hear the rate of breathing
increase above her. Gently, she slipped her finger into the moaning
maid's cunt and pumped. She could clearly feel the cock on the other
side slipping back and forth and hoped that he could feel her little
fingers.

After a short while, David once again pulled out. The maid let out a
disappointed moan, though Sarah was still working her pussy expertly
with her fingers.

"I can't take anymore," he proclaimed. "Let me see you guys kiss
again. That was so hot!"

Sarah giggled and maneuvered her maid to the side so they could both
sit up. She wrapped her arms around the other girl with exaggerated
motions and pulled her lips to her own. They made out passionately as
David was finishing himself off. The sexy wife slipped her fingers
back into her maid and worked them in and out furiously, trying to
finish her off. Suddenly, they felt something wet and sticky splash
against their cheeks and heard the handsome executive moaning. They
continued kissing as he finished on their faces, tasting it on each
other.

As the last spurt landed on her cheek, the black-haired girl shuddered
and began to come, her arms clutched around the blonde. She squealed
as the thin fingers pistoned in and out of her pussy and shook as the
orgasm surged through her body. Finally, she fell limp against her
employer.
David fell back on the couch, exhausted. The girls weren't far behind.

"So I guess this means that we'll at least be getting laid again,"
said David. "How about cutting back on your shopping too?"

Sarah glanced over at him. "More sex, yes. Less shopping, no. So I'm
still counting on you to make CEO."

David groaned. "I sorta figured."


"Wonderful!" Rob zoomed out before he shut off the camera. "And now
I'm guaranteed to be in the rest of the scenes!" He seemed overjoyed.
The other three just looked at him from the couch.
"It'll be a little while."

"Of course." Rob grinned. "In the meantime..." He held out the bag
with the paper slips. Sarah got out of the couch to pick.

"I can't wait to see the tape of this." Her hand rummaged around in
the bag. Out came a familiar piece of paper. "It's mine!"

Excitement returning at the prospect, she quickly picked out the two
police uniforms and the high school uniform. Everyone's eyebrows were
raised. She beamed at the others.

"I call this piece... um... er... The City's Finest?" They stared at
her blankly. "Oh fine! See if you can think of a better title!"

No one seemed to be able to come up with anything. So, a little later
in the day, after Mari had been instructed in the use of the camera,
the stage was set and the actors in place.

The sexy little half-Asian giggled and yelled, "Action!"


THE CITY'S FINEST (PIECE OF ASS)

The two tall and well-built officers busted in through the unlocked
door, their loaded handguns leading the way. Their faces were covered
by black hoods, like ski masks, and the rest of their bodies by smart
uniforms with polished buttons and razor-sharp creases. SWAT-style,
they clung to the walls and darted through the doorways one at a time,
one thinner officer leading the other, broader one in a well-
orchestrated dance.  Searching the first floor, they declared it clean
in less than a minute. The efficient duo headed for the stairs to the
second floor.  Like mountain goats they ascended the stairs quietly,
and in record time. Searching the hall from the apex, their attention
was drawn to a faint moan at the far end. Moving along the dark
corridor in their well-rehearsed fashion, they were quickly at the
door from which the sound had come. They looked at each other, the
larger of the two lifting his finger to his mask as if he were
touching it to his lips.

Another moan sounded, louder this time. The police officers nodded
once, then kicked the door open. A wastebasket full of junk toppled
over as they stepped into the room, their Berettas at the ready.

The room was obviously that of a young girl. It was decorated in pink
and powder blue, there were stuffed animals all over, an old doll
house in the corner and boy band posters on the walls. An old desk did
its best to hold up a personal computer buried in a large pile of
pictures, pads of paper, cheap jewelry and unfinished homework
assignments. There was a bed on the right side covered in sheets with
pictures of horses on them. On top of it sat a young girl up on her
knees, her face locked in an expression of shock and surprise. Her
blonde hair had been tied into pigtails, and she was still wearing her
school uniform. She must have just come back home. There was a cell
phone on the bed next to her.

At first glance, only two things seemed amiss. First, on the computer
screen was a picture of a police officer. At least one could assume
so, since he wore a police hat. However, that was all he was wearing.
The handsome officer was staring right out at the viewer with a
mischievous grin on his face and an erection at full mast, which he
proudly displayed. Second, the young student's legs were spread quite
wide and her right hand was buried in her white, bikini-style panties.
While this may not be such unusual behavior for a teenager, regardless
of gender, the odd thing was that, despite the two armed officers in
her room, she didn't seem distracted enough to have pulled her hand
out. In fact, one didn't need to be too observant to notice that her
fingers were still working hard at manipulating her sex behind the
thin cotton.

The officers lowered their guns slowly, peering suspiciously around
the room. Suddenly the girl moaned again, softly this time, as she
pressed her fingers deeper in.

"Um... miss..." The skinny officer lifted the front of his cloth mask,
revealing a rascally face, a few strands of black hair escaping from
under the tight fabric. "Did you dial 911?"

"Oh yes," nearly moaned the horny blonde. As the officers examined her
more closely, it seemed that her uniform was a size or two too small.
Her full breasts were straining against her white shirt and the middle
button was gone, leaving a sizeable hole that allowed a pretty good
view of her cleavage and a lacy, white bra. Her navy skirt was tight
around her legs and quite short. On the bed lay her gray uniform
jacket. Her shoes were kicked off near the bed, but she was wearing
white kneesocks. The schoolgirl was nicely curved, and panting like a
dog in heat as her fingers were working magic between her legs.

"May... may we ask why?" said the other officer.

"Because I'm so hot, I'm on fire! It's an emergency!" The officers
glanced at each other in disbelief.

"Take me!"

"Er... miss, do you know it's a federal crime to crank call 911?" The
young girl rolled her eyes.

"I knew I should have asked for the fire department!" Her left hand
had moved up to her chest she was squeezing her own breasts through
her shirt. "You guys just going to stand there?"

"No, I guess not," said the smaller cop. Annoyance was clearly showing
on his stern face. "Guess we're just going to have to teach you a
lesson!" He stepped forward, pulled her thin arms quickly behind her
back, and all of a sudden she was handcuffed. The position pushed her
ample breasts out, threatening to pop the material of her too-tight
shirt.

"Oh, you like it kinky, huh?" The blonde teenager grinned. "Am I your
prisoner now?"

"As a matter of fact, you are. I'm taking you down to the station."

Her eyes opened wide.

"Seriously?" For the first time, she looked nervous. "I didn't
think..."

"That's right, you didn't!" The officer glared at her. "Maybe next
time you're all hormonal and need some excitement, you'll think twice
about disturbing those who are trying to keep your neighborhood safe."

The girl sniffed. "But..." She walked forward on her knees until she
was at the edge of the bed. "I'm so alone all the time... I just
wanted some company..."

The larger cop, who had be standing silently for a while, finally
lifted his mask. His square face was a lot softer than his slimmer
partner. "Rob, you think we really need to do this?" Rob turned. "I
mean, it looks like she got a good scare."

Rob looked like he was considering it when the buttons on the high-
schooler's shirt finally gave out. There was a series of twanging
sounds as they shot out onto the floor, bouncing in all directions.
The shirt opened down the middle, exposing her full bosom and firm
stomach. The rock hard nubs on her breasts were poking through thin,
lacy material of her bra. The two officers stared with wide open eyes
at the little blonde. She could clearly make out lumps in their pants,
firm evidence she was getting to them more than they wanted to admit.

She lifted her head to look them in the eyes. "I'll do anything! Just
please, don't take me to the station!" There was a tear running down
her finely chiseled cheek.

Even the smaller cop looked a little friendlier. "Well, Dave, what do
you think. It is a pretty serious offense."

Dave looked thoughtful. "That's true, but maybe the station is a
little severe. But we should at least tell her parents."

The teen's eyes got wide. "No, don't tell them that I called 911 just
to get a couple of hunky officers into my room!" She swallowed.
"That's as bad as taking me downtown!" She lifted her head further,
which served to push out her breasts just a hair more. Neither officer
failed to notice.

"So what would you have us do, miss?" Dave spread his hands, palms up.

"We can't really just gloss this over." He looked at her
questioningly.

The girl straightened suddenly, causing her to lose her balance. She
toppled forward off the bed, unable to catch herself with her hands
cuffed behind her back. The large officer quickly stepped forward with
speed that belied his size and caught her with his hands. By her
breasts. She sensed his blush though her head was facing down. Her
position put her head on level with the bulge in his pants, and she
made sure to rub it against him as she hung there.

All of a sudden, Dave came back to his senses and quickly pushed her
back up. His face was beet red, but the horny teen was certain she'd
felt a quick squeeze before he pulled his hands away. As she smiled
sweetly at the handsome officer, an idea struck her.

"Guys, you know... I probably have enough here to fashion an attempted
rape case against you guys." The officers' eyes widened considerably.
"I mean... here I am, cuffed, my shirt ripped open and I can
truthfully testify that Deputy Dave right here had his hands on my
tits." The two officers looked at each other fearfully. She was right.

"So, I say we make a deal." The crafty girl was grinning ear to ear.
"You guys don't take me to the station, you don't tell my parents, and
in return..." She giggled. "...in return, I don't take you guys to
court... and... I suck your cocks. How does that sound?" Rob shrugged
at Dave.

"She's got us, I think." Dave nodded. He didn't seem too disappointed.

"Well, now that we have that settled..." The high-schooler sat back on
her heels. "Who's first?"
There was an awkward silence as the two officers sort of shifted their
weight back and forth on their feet. Finally, Dave started to fumble
with his fly as he walked over to her.

"Might as well enjoy this," he thought, looking at the sexy teen in
front of him. When his cock slipped out of the fly, she gasped.

"That's a mighty fine nightstick you've got, Deputy Dave," said the
girl. "Bring it over here!"

He walked up next to her and placed his member at her lips. She wasted
no time inhaling it, several inches disappearing into her moist mouth.
As her blonde head bobbed, her long pigtails swung to and fro.

In the meantime, Officer Rob kicked off his polished shoes and got
onto the bed on the other side of her, fishing his own nightstick out
of his pants. He stared at her full tits, wanting to get his big hands
on them. Grabbing her white shirt, he yanked it out of her skirt and
pulled it back on her slender arms until it was wrapped around the
metal handcuffs.  Unable to get it off completely without undoing
them, he left it there. Next, he reached for the clasp on her lacy
bra, carefully unhooking it. He slid his hands around her small torso
and up into the cups of her bra, cradling her soft breasts and pushing
the offending garment loose. She moaned around the hard cock in her
mouth as his rough fingers found her nipples and tweaked them.

Pulling her head back, she exclaimed, "Hey! I only offered blowjobs!"

"Too bad," said Officer Rob. Deputy Dave grabbed her head and pushed
his thickly veined cock back into her soft mouth. She mumbled
something else around it, but they couldn't make it out. He moved
firmly in and out, his large hands ensuring that she had no say in the
matter. The thinner officer continued his gentle mauling of her tits.
Both officers were still in full uniform.

"Wanna trade places?" asked the larger officer. "She's got a sweet
mouth, but I'd love to get my hands on those knockers."

"Sure."

All the young schoolgirl could do was recover her breath while the two
uniformed men switched places. On the way down, Deputy Dave grabbed
her loose-hanging bra and pulled it over her head to slide it down her
arms where it joined her crumpled-up shirt. This also left her breasts
out in full view.

"Oh man, I'm going to be coming all over those beauties in a little
bit," exclaimed Deputy Dave as he got his hands on them. His partner
just chuckled as he grabbed the girl by her pigtails and pushed his
painfully erect cock against her lips. As they parted and let him in,
he groaned appreciatively. Soon he was pumping in and out of the poor
girl, his asscheeks flexing with each stroke.

The larger officer reached down and began to work the small girl's
gray skirt up to her waist. He slipped his large hand into her little
white panties, his thick middle finger parting her vulva.

"My God, Rob! This girl is soaked!" He moved the finger around,
collecting slippery moisture on it before shoving it into the panting
high-schooler. She moaned loudly around Officer Rob as the finger
penetrated her deeply. Her body trembled with each stroke and her
throaty moans were getting louder and louder as he sawed in and out.

Suddenly the buxom high-schooler started bucking, and Officer Rob
pulled back a little so she wouldn't choke. Her breathing came in
gasps and the muscles in her body were tight like bowstrings. She
pressed her hips against Deputy Dave's hands as the orgasm overtook
her and he could feel her insides squeezing his finger tightly. A loud
groan escaped her before her body finally released, covered in little
goosebumps and shaking. Breathing heavily, she recovered and
straightened back up.

When he saw the young girl was ok, Officer Rob renewed his grip on her
pigtails and resumed his assault on her mouth. The soft organ pressed
her lips apart and slid in deeply. The veins were little ridges on the
engorged member that she could feel with her soft tongue as she
swirled it against the underside. The depth of his penetration worried
her, but just when she thought she would gag, he pulled back out
before stroking anew.

Meanwhile, his partner was getting impatient. The way the girl's legs
were spread, her panties were tight against the back of his hand,
making it hard to move it the way he wanted. Taking a look at them and
gauging their strength, he grabbed the front and back with his hands
and pulled. The thin straps around her hips snapped easily and all of
a sudden, her sodden pussy was in full view.  She shrieked, and
Officer Rob could feel the vibrations run through his firm cock.

The large cop discarded the ruined panties over his shoulder and
placed his hands back down between her legs, one in front and one in
back. He wet one large finger in her pussy before pressing it against
her asshole, working it in slow circles as it penetrated a little bit
at a time. The officer was rewarded by another moan from the little
student. When the finger was firmly embedded, his large hand palming
her firm ass, he started working the middle finger of his other hand
into her tight pussy.

The high-schooler squealed as she was double penetrated by the long
fingers. Her body rocked as she pushed back against them. The large
cop built up to an alternating rhythm while leaning over and flicking
his long tongue across her nipples. Soon she was bouncing herself up
and down on his fingers while the thinner officer was doing his best
to keep his cock between her lips.

Watching the sex-crazed teen bobbing up and down was driving Deputy
Dave crazy. Testing her limits, he eased a second finger into her
sopping cunt. She growled as she pushed down, her tight passage
clenching them in a death grip.

"That's it", he thought. "I've got to have her!"

He yanked his fingers out and put his hands around her waist. She
cried out at the sudden evacuation. Like she weighed nothing, the
strong officer lifted her and pushed her onto her back.  She laid
awkwardly on the bed, partially rolled to the right with her arms
cuffed behind her. Totally defenseless, she could just watch as the
large cop placed himself between her legs and his large cock at her
opening.

"Ready?" He grinned. "This why you called us?"

Before she could answer he pushed his hips forward and buried himself
in the little teen. Officer Rob was immediately back at her mouth.
Wantonly impaled on both ends, the girl's moans around his cock sent
little vibrations down the shaft. The two men took her hard and the
only sounds in the room were low moans and the sloppy noises of sex.

Eventually, Officer Rob pulled out of Sarah's mouth. The young girl
drew a deep breath.

"Do I get a turn?" His hard-on was dripping and so erect it looked
painful. Deputy Dave grunted as he stabbed her twice more before
reluctantly pulling out. He moved to the side so his partner could get
into the spot he just vacated. The skinny officer hurried onto the bed
and lay down on his back next to the girl before grabbing her and
rolling her onto him. With her arms out of the way, she was like a
teenage sex doll to the two officers, and they were enjoying her to
the fullest.

She flopped onto Officer Rob's chest with a tiny "umf", her face
resting on his strong chest. Wrapping his long-fingered hands around
her waist, he pulled her down until she could feel him pressing
against her wet sex. A groan escaped her as he arched his back and
drove himself in to the hilt while pushing on her rounded hips. Soon
he was in a rhythm and pumping his wet cock in her dripping cunt.

Suddenly she felt the bed shift as Deputy Dave moved climbed on.
Positioning himself behind her, he took the handcuffs in his hand and
lifted them so that she was pressed forward. Officer Rob's chest was
warm against her face.

Completely vulnerable, she waited as he shuffled up between her
thighs. She started when the end of his manhood pressed against her
ass. The tip tickled her as it bumped around while his weight shifted
on the bed. Something liquid and warm splashed onto her firm skin and
she could feel drops sliding down her thighs, clinging to them. The
cop's big hand massaged the smooth liquid into her rear until the
whole area was wet and slippery. The young girl knew exactly what was
coming next; the officer below her had stopped moving while he waited.

The young blonde tried to relax as the heavily lubricated member was
forced into her from behind. He went slowly, but he was firm and
relentless. The prone teen felt herself stretch as Deputy Dave eased
into her, and the pressure as the two cocks filled her was immense.
She groaned at the strain. After a few long moments of getting
accustomed to the new situation the two cops began to move in her,
sawing slowly in and out.

The intensity of the situation overwhelmed the diminutive girl and she
came. Stars flashed before her eyes as her body began to shake. She
was all too aware of every inch of hot cock that was sliding in and
out of her, each ridge and each vein rubbing against her and adding to
the friction. Her insides were on fire as her body contracted and
every little muscle tightened up. She could hear the moans of the two
men as if they were far away when she clenched down on them. Every
little touch, sound and smell added up to the sensation that welled up
inside her and when it finally erupted she let out a scream. The
little body shuddered before falling limp onto the man beneath her.
All she could do was breathe.

The two officers slowly and gently extricated themselves. The larger
of the two pulled the exhausted girl off and laid her onto her back on
the bed. She lay limp, her eyes closed and her chest rising and
falling quickly. Like before, she was a bit on her side due to the
position of her arms. In her haze she barely noticed Deputy Dave
straddle her small body and move up until his still erect cock was
nestled between her full breasts. He put her hands on the perky tits
and squeezed them together before he thrust into them, reveling in the
soft, pillowy feeling. His thumbs would flick at her nipples
occasionally, causing her to twitch slightly.

When the high-schooler opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was
the head of the large officer's cock as it appeared and disappeared
between her tits, pointed directly at her head. Next, she became aware
of a rhythmic squishing sound to her left. Moving her eyes, she saw
Officer Rob's considerable member, mere inches from her face. The
sound she heard was his fist skimming up and down its soaked length.
When he saw that her eyes were open, he leaned forward until the head
was touching her lips. He was still stroking himself. The young girl
opened her mouth and he pushed just the tip in while she swirled her
tongue around it. The flavor of her juices was still on the thick
cock. The officer moaned loudly and his hand moved faster and faster
as she watched, wide-eyed.

Then it happened. She felt the head expand between her lips and then
her tongue and throat were splashed with sticky liquid. He roared as
thick gobs of wet come shot into the mouth of the horny teen. She
could taste their salty flavor before they slid into the back of her
throat where she swallowed them down. When the streaming spurts
finally slowed and there were only little drops dribbling out of the
slit on the end, her wet tongue darted out and licked it off the tip.
Officer Rob pulled back and unceremoniously plopped back on the bed,
exhausted.

The girl grinned weakly, licking her lips. Suddenly something wet and
warm splashed against her throat, accompanied by a loud moan above
her. As she turned her attention back toward her chest, wet gobs of
come splashed against her chin. She looked at the spurting cock
between her tits, as it pulsed and released more semen. Drops of it
warmed her skin as it slid around her throat and onto the bed beneath
her. As the last dripped out, the large officer wiped the tip off on
her breasts before getting up, tucking himself in and zipping his fly.

"Ma'am, thank you very much, and I sure hope you have another
emergency someday," said Deputy Dave.

"Yeah, no kidding." Officer Rob was in agreement.

As the two officers got off her bed and started to leave, the girl
yelled after them.

"Hey!" She tried to sit up but failed. "What about my handcuffs!?"

The smaller of the two stopped and chuckled, before he pulled out a
small keyring and slipped a small silver key off it. He tossed it on
the bed before turning and leaving the room. The sound of them
clomping down the stairs and out of the house was clearly audible in
the relative quiet after the storm. The young girl swore before
rolling herself around until she could grab the key. The scene faded
out as she was working with the lock.


"Oh my god, that was hot," exclaimed Mari. She put the camera aside on
the desk and plopped into Sarah's office chair, burying her fingers
between her legs. The little blonde girl was still struggling with the
handcuffs and the little key, which seemed to fall out of her fingers
every time she tried to get it in the lock.

"Oh shut up and help me!" Sarah was laughing despite herself. So were
the guys as they re-entered her bedroom, still in their cop uniforms.
They sat down on the bed and watched.

"No one's going to help me get these off, are they?" The blonde high-
schooler glared at her brother and his roommate.

"Nope"

"Don't think so"

"Oh my gaaawd!!" Mari was still distracted in the chair behind them.
The sloshing of her fingers slipping in and out was clearly audible in
the room.

The little half-Asian came just about the same time that Sarah finally
managed to work the key into one of the cuffs to free one hand. By the
sweet sound of passionate moaning she worked the other cuff loose and
by the time she was standing, the cuffs left behind on the bed, Mari
was wheezing after a profound release.

"What time is it anyway," inquired Rob.

"Oh shit! 4:30!" David's eyes were wide open. "Our parents should be
here any minute!"

INTERLUDE

Everyone was brought back to reality within a split second and began
the hurried process of hiding their tracks. The four of them had made
it just down to the first floor when the phone rang. David rushed over
to pick it up.

"Hello?" Everyone watched him anxiously.

"Oh mom! How are you guys doing? How was your trip?" Silence "You did?
You are?" More quiet. "Oh that's really too bad. So when do you think
you guys will be coming in then?" Hope sprang into Sarah's eyes.

"That late? Oh, well I guess it can't be helped. We'll be waiting for
you."

Sarah imagined the quick, high pitched movie phone voice on the other
end and let out a snort. The others jumped, then glared at her.

"Well ok then. We can't wait to see you guys home again. Yup. I will.
Yup. Love you too. Say hi to Dad. Ok. Bye."

David hung up and turned to the others.

"Well, the snowstorm has closed the airport. Apparently they won't be
back until sometime close to midnight."

The others smiled.

"Tomorrow night, that is."

They cheered.

Given the news, the executive decision had been made to finish the
remaining two movies the day after. The guys were exhausted and
claimed to need rest, and everyone had to admit to being starved. So,
after a certain amount of cleaning up, David and Rob made some chicken
and pasta. Then the four of them relaxed the rest of the night in the
family room, taking it easy and watching movies. The clean kind. And
everyone was waiting eagerly for the next day, wondering how the
second day of shoots would go.

<continued in part b>
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