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For Love of E - 7
by Dhragúin Múinteoir [greybeard.dragon@gmail.com]
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Eliza has a problem. [FM, voy, orgy]
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Chapter 7
Light... ugh... pillow overhead.
BRRRRNNNGGGG!!! (muted thud, followed by silence)
Eliza peered out from under the pillow with one eye,
grimacing in pain as the sunlight hit her full on.
"What in the world did I drink last night?" she
thought to herself, as she attempted to put the top
of her head back on the rest of her aching body. "I'd
have sworn that all I had was a couple of glasses of
wine, but, wow..."
She staggered out of bed, getting tangled in the
covers and nearly falling as she made her unsteady
way to the bathroom. "What I need is a good hot
shower," she thought. She was so out of it that she
got under the water without testing it first.
"Oh Blessed Mother..." she moaned, as the water came
running over her body at just the right temperature
for aching muscles, "finally, this monster works
properly! I need to remind myself to thank Kit
properly for this."
"You're welcome," came a thick voice in her ear,
startling her so much she almost slipped on the
shower floor as a strong arm wrapped itself around
her slippery waist. "Anything for my favorite
demanding tenant..."
"What... how... who..." Eliza sputtered. "Why are you
in my shower? For that matter, how long have you been
in my apartment?"
"Well, let's see... if today's Tuesday," he said,
glancing out of the shower at the alarm clock that
was lying on the floor where it had landed after
being shoved off of the nightstand, "and it is...
then just since about 10-ish last night. You were
pretty much AFO and needed help with productive
ambulation, so I helped you into a cab and home. You
pretty much pulled me into bed with you after I got
you undressed, so I stayed to make sure you slept
peacefully. How's your head?
"Pounding, but nothing a good soak won't cure; but
the rest of my old bones...that's another story. What
did I do to myself last night? For some reason, I
don't remember much after the third round of 'Ring-
Around-the-Rosey'..."
"Hmm; you're missing the last couple of rounds, then.
Do you remember the contest that you and the girls
dreamed up, competing for the most creative
combinations of male and female genitalia, winner to
be serviced by all others?" At her shaken head, he
continued. "Well, who do you suppose won? You SHOULD
be sore!"
"Ooof... then I know who also won a prize," she said
archly, pointing to Kit's cock, which was adorned
with what looked suspiciously like Jackie's blue hair
bow. "How did that get there?"
"Apparently, I won 'Best in Show', I guess," he said,
but not moving fast enough to duck a double handful
of water thrown at his face. Sputtering, he laughed,
"The others said that there wasn't a good place to
put it on you, so I settled for second choice. By the
way, you are going to have to hoof it if you want to
get to work early enough to beat the youngsters
there. That would cement your standing as Queen Bee
for sure."
"Out! Out!" she insisted, as she pushed him out of
the shower. "I need to get the kinks out before I get
dressed."
Laughing, he acquiesced and left the shower to Eliza,
who set a personal record time for shower and shave,
almost nicking her legs in the process, but managing
to avoid personal injury. She only took a second to
decide on a knee-length pleated tartan skirt with a
white long-sleeved blouse with a jabot front.
"This'll tickle Stephanie," she thought to herself.
"She never wears tartan...wonder why?" One last quick
check in the mirror, and she was gone.
***
"Ha! Made it!" she silently gloated, when she was the
first to the office, even beating the usually prompt
doorman to the building. She quickly made her way to
her office, and pulled up the lobby camera video feed
onto her computer's desktop, so she could see when
the others arrived. Chuckling to herself, she fixed
the first cup of coffee for the day, and settled into
her morning routine, catching up on the evening's
emails and file updates. She kept no more than a
corner of her eye on the camera feed, so she almost
missed the unusual sight of all four of the younger
members of last night's bacchanalia entering the
lobby together.
She felt a faint smile cross her lips as she observed
the four of them guiltily remove their arms from one
another as they left the elevator; it was obvious
that they had all been together overnight. She
decided that this opportunity for a little fun at
their expense was too good to pass up. As Suni peeled
away from the others to assume his place at the
reception desk, she started a mental countdown. When
the other three had had almost enough time to get to
their respective desks, she pressed "SEND" on her
email program.
"BOOP" sang four computers simultaneously. Steph,
Jackie, and Jay, whose desks were close enough to
hear each other's notifications, looked at each other
questioningly. Then, as one, they opened the incoming
message, and again looked at each other, this time
with more than a little trepidation. All three (four,
if they had been able to hear Suni's computer, too)
popped up with the same message; "Report to Eliza
Tinker's office immediately." Three nervous staffers,
soon joined by the fourth, made their way to the
corner office and tapped gingerly on the door.
"Come in," they heard, followed by "Close the door
behind you," as they entered the office. The four
young staffers stood nervously in a line in front of
Eliza's desk, waiting as she studied her computer
screen for almost a full minute before glancing up.
"Please find a seat," she said, finally breaking out
in a smile that went a long way in relieving the
anxiety that was almost overwhelming the youngsters.
As they bustled about finding places to sit, Eliza
chuckled. "You four must have been just about ready
to wet yourselves, hmm?" she observed. One look in
their eyes, and she knew she had called it pretty
closely. "Well, don't go changing your knickers just
yet, my pretties; you are not the ones in trouble. I
do, however, have a problem in which the four of you
may be involved."
The two young women exchanged an uneasy look,
mirrored by the expression on the young men's faces.
"What is the problem?" Jackie finally asked, when it
became obvious that the others were going to remain
silent. "Is someone hurt," she asked, looking at the
others, who shook their heads, "or sick?"
"Well," answered Eliza, "it's a bit more complicated
than that. Somehow, in last night's 'stress relief'
session, I lost track of several hours of time. I
have no recollection of events after about the third
round of 'swing your partner'. I am ashamed to say, I
woke up this morning not knowing how I got home, or
even what day it was. I know that I didn't have too
much to drink, as I know how much was in the sauna.
Do any of you have any insight as to what might have
happened?"
Stephanie looked at the others, who nodded for her to
go ahead. "Weel," she began, her Scots brogue thicker
than usual, "after partnerin' with everyone at least
twice, it go' a bit complicated. The combinations
began to get, shall we say, unconventional."
Jay interrupted her by interjecting, "She means
kinky!" to which Jackie glared at him, Suni winced,
and Stephanie elbowed him sharply in the ribs,
causing him to emit a smothered yelp.
"As I was sayin'," She continued, giving Jay a sharp
look which promised more pain in his immediate future
if he opened his mouth again, "we go' a little
carried away. At one point, ye were..." At this,
Stephanie hesitated, only to have Eliza indicate that
she should continue, "Ye were invitin' all three
menfolk to have a go at ye at once. Ye were like a
woman possessed, E!
"Eventually, I had to throw some water in yuir face
when ye passed out from such a strong orgasm from
havin' all three in ye at once. Jackie and I were
amazed at yuir stamina, and at yuir inventiveness! I
dinna think that I would ha' tried that, although,"
at this she glanced coyly at Jackie, who began to
blush, "SOME of us here had nae problem with tryin'
to keep up wi' the boss!
"Anyway, after a roll or two with that lot," she
said, looking at the boys who were trying,
unsuccessfully to become part of the wallpaper,
"there was sae much grapplin' and wigglin' amongst
all of us that it was a bit later that we discovered
ye had fainted or passed out, or sommat like that.
Yuir older friend, Kit was it, said as how he'd be
taking ye home, and assured us that ye'd be fine wi'
that. Frankly, we were a' sae besotted wi' each other
that we a' ended up at Jay's place last night, hence
a' getting here at once..." At this she seemed to
finally run down, and looked at Eliza with more than
a little uneasiness.
Eliza followed this explanation with a slowly rising
sense of worry, mixed with relief that it had
happened with friends who would look out for her
safety. She hadn't known that she had such a wild
side, and it bore some reflection, as well as a need
to protect herself and her loyal young associates.
She resolved, at that moment, to soundproof the sauna
door, and, to avoid the possibility of further
embarrassment with other staffers, to install an
indicator light on the outer door that could be lit
when the sauna's occupants wanted privacy.
She also wrote herself a mental note to check on
glass that could be fogged electronically when the
need arose, just to be safe. All this, however,
didn't solve the problem; there was still the
wantonness that Eliza hadn't known she possessed, and
the still unresolved matter of how to protect herself
from it and its after-effects.
She broke free of this thought process, and said to
her young friends, "Thank you all for your loyalty
and concern for each other...and me, too. I have
discovered that you are all trustworthy to the
extreme, and so I feel no hesitation to call you all
friends." With that, she bestowed one of her megawatt
smiles on the four, who finally smiled back, all
cares and worries put aside.
"That being said, however," she continued, causing
Suni to start as if bitten, and Jay to look at the
girls guiltily, "we need to investigate an
alternative location if we are to continue
these...activities, shall we say, on such a level as
last night. I have some thoughts, but I'd like each
of you to come up with ideas on options that don't
involve anyone's private residence. Ideally, it would
be in a place where we could meet without inviting
closer scrutiny by anyone not in the know, as it
were. Please think on this and get back to me, say,
Thursday morning, here, at 9:30. I'll have breakfast
ready for us all.
"I daresay, we'll need some nourishment for such a
discussion, yes? Okay, then, off you go." With that,
the four filed out to return to their respective
desks, leaving Eliza with her brow furrowed in
thought. After the last left, closing the door, Eliza
thought for a moment longer, then picked up her
phone, punched for a private line, and keyed a number
in from memory.
After just a moment, she spoke into the handset, "We
need to talk. Can you come meet me for lunch at about
11:30? Caglioni's on 45th? I'll have a booth reserved
under my name...Great! Thanks!" With that, she hung
the handset up, and got to work, doing her best to
clear her desk before leaving for her lunch
appointment. Outside, the office hummed along in its
usual semi-frantic pace, nothing unusual to indicate
the inner turmoil felt by its CEO.
To be continued...
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a
trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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