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A Chance to Advance, II
By vulgus

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Mo!" I exclaimed. 

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

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

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

"Mo?" I said.

He opened his eyes to see what I wanted.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She laughed and said, "I am now."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I stood up and said, "Yes sir."

"Sir?" he said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

She said, "Anything!"

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

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

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

"So you know about EPOD?" I asked. 

Jennifer nodded. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"You're serious!" I exclaimed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She shook her head.

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

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

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

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

"Good strange?" I asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Helen blushed, but didn't seem upset.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Carol asked, "What club?"

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

Carol asked, "What club?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I love that car!" I exclaimed. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Carol asked, "What's that?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Hey!" Madison said and grinned.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She grinned and shook her head.

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

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

"WHAT!?!?" I screamed.

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

I shook my head. 

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

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

I turned to her and said, "Midge!"

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

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

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

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

"You're interested?" I asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Mo said, "Chastity? Are you certain?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dennis nodded.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

While I kissed