Author: SM
Title: Her New Name
Part: 16
Universe: SM, Her New Name
Summary: A divorced librarian, daughter of a minister
in the Bible belt, discovers that she is irresistibly drawn to slutty
experiences.
Keywords: FF, MF+/FF-orgy, IR, les rom,
FF/F d/s
Language: English
Her
New Name—Part 16
(FF,
MF+/FF-orgy, IR, les rom, FF/F d/s)
By
SM
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When
Lisa showed up to pick them up, and Kari let her inside, Stacy stared at her
open-mouthed.
“Wow! You ARE beautiful like Kari said!” Stacy
exclaimed. Kari went over and reached up
and pushed her jaws closed.
“You
should close your mouth before your teeth fall out,” she told her, giggling.
“Why
thank you, and you must be Stacy,” Lisa said as she offered her hand for a
handshake, wearing her usual black butler’s outfit that came down only to her
tanned thighs showing her matching black panties that made Kari’s mouth water
just to look at them, remembering the taste of her pussy. Her thighs were always so firm and smooth,
and Kari wished her own were that way.
“I’m
sorry,” Stacy said, and took her hand gently and shook it. “Kari said you were one of the most beautiful
women she’d ever seen, and now I know she’s right.”
Lisa
looked at Kari, and came up to hug and kiss her properly—that is, a long kiss
with lots of tongue, while Kari responded in kind. Stacy watched them and licked her lips, her
eyes flickering with just a bit of jealousy, which she tried to hide as soon as
they turned to her.
“We
won’t leave you out,” Lisa said. “You’re
quite attractive yourself, young lady,” and she hugged and kissed Stacy in a
similar way. Stacy’s knees felt weak,
and she almost dropped out of Lisa’s arms when they broke the kiss to
breathe. “Anybody who Kari loves, I also
love,” Lisa said, with a hand on her shoulder.
“Me,
too,” Stacy said, touching Lisa’s hand.
“I do think you’re very beautiful, Miss Lisa.”
“Just ‘Lisa’, dear.”
“I
almost said ‘Madame Lisa’,” Stacy giggled.
“But, ok, just Lisa, if you wish.”
“I
do wish. Now, are you ready to go? We need to get moving, because after I drop
you off, I need to go and pick up the entertainment.”
“Entertainment?”
Kari said. “What entertainment?”
“You’ll
see. It will be wonderful. But I won’t tell you, so you can enjoy the
surprise. Anyway, let’s get going. Can I help carry anything?”
“No,
I got it,” Stacy said, carrying a small suitcase full of sexy clothes that Kari
and her had picked out. They went out,
and Kari locked the door behind them, and then followed them to the black van
that looked as fancy as a limousine, where Lisa opened the back door for
them. It was fancy inside as well, plush
leather seats, a DVD to watch and a bar of drinks along the other side. The DVD wasn’t on, but some very beautiful
instrumental music was playing that was new to Kari.
“Help
yourself to the drinks, girls. There is
some Mateus, if you like.” Lisa said,
as she hopped in the front and took off.
“I would serve you myself, but we’ve really got to make up some time, so
if you don’t mind . . . “
“That’s
fine, Lisa. Don’t worry about it,” Kari
said, as she reached over and found a bottle of Mateus. The cork was already
pulled partway out, so it was easy to open it the rest of the way, so she did,
and poured Stacy and herself a glass, using the expensive-looking crystal wine
glasses that were in the rack to the side of the wine.
“I’ve
never had Mateus, so this will be interesting,” Kari said. Stacy was still looking around in awe at the
luxury van. She just nodded and took her
glass, looking a bit shy.
Kari
took a sip, then paused and took another.
“It’s very nice, thank you, Lisa.”
“I
thought you’d like that. Enjoy!” Lisa drove a bit fast, so it wasn’t long
before they were pulling up to the mansion gate. Lisa reached up by the mirror inside the van and
pushed a button, and the gate opened, even though there was a guard on duty in
the guardhouse at the end of the gate.
Kari recognized her when she waved.
It was Victoria, looking splendid in her guard uniform, which included a
pistol in a holster. Kari waved back.
“That
was Victoria?”
“Yes,”
Lisa said.
“I
thought she was rich, isn’t she?”
“Yes,
but she always wanted to be a guard, so she did all the training and talked
Wendy into letting her work here. She
hates financial stuff, so Wendy basically bought controlling stock in all her
holdings, so now they all come under Wendy’s management team and she gets a
percentage of the profits. She doesn’t
have to worry about a thing, because they handle all of it, and she still makes
a lot of money out of it. And Wendy
makes money from it, too, so it’s a win-win situation.”
“And
Michelle? Is she still here?”
“Yes,
she has joined the landscaping department here.
She got a ‘green thumb’ and she’s actually quite good at design, so she
has her own area of the grounds to keep up.
She’s also going to college in landscape architecture, and loves
it. They are both much happier, and
Victoria has calmed down so much she’s quite fun to be with.”
“That’s
wonderful,” Kari said. She looked over
at Stacy, who was obviously in awe at everything in sight, and her mouth had
dropped open again. Kari reached over
and closed it with her fingers. “Try to
remember not to stare with your mouth open.
You might embarrass yourself in this place.”
“Oh!
I’m sorry.” Stacy looked startled, and then sat upright,
and tried to focus on what they were saying.
They
pulled up and Lisa hopped out and opened the door for them. Wendy and Josie came out to greet them, so
Lisa kissed them quickly, said she’d be back and drove off out the gate again. Wendy and Josie were both is
dress suits, so Kari knew it was some kind of special occasion. Luckily, both she and Stacy were wearing
burgundy dresses, with similar patterns, since Stacy wanted to make a good
impression with they arrived. They were
also wearing burgundy g-strings and pushup half bras underneath their dresses,
although that wasn’t obvious to an outside observer.
“So,
this is Stacy,” Wendy said, with her hands out to hug Stacy. “I’m Wendy, and welcome! Thank you so much for coming over.” She hugged Stacy warmly, who was so flustered
that such a rich person would be hugging her that she couldn’t find any words
to say. Wendy let her go and went to hug
and kiss Kari, but Josie had beaten her to it, so she had to wait until their
kiss of greeting was over. She grinned
at Stacy, and began tapping her foot impatiently with her arms crossed. “You’d think the boss would get to greet her
guest first, but noooo!” she said teasing. “I have to wait . . . and wait . . . and wait.”
Josie
broke the kiss and laughed along with Kari. “Yeah, yeah, yeah . . . ok, boss
lady! She’s all yours. But leave some for me later,” she said
giggling, as she turned and hugged and kissed Stacy, who was starting to relax
with the informal banter between them, no matter how formal the setting was.
“Now
that we’re all hot and bothered, instead of having sex right here on the porch,
let’s go on inside. We might shock Stacy
too much on her first visit.”
There were two other guests already there, a man and
a woman couple, so Wendy made introductions.
The man stood up courteously. “Please
meet Kari and Stacy. And this is Louis
and Lana from Los Angeles. They are talent scouts, who are here to see the
entertainment which is about to start in about 30 minutes or so.” (She pronounced their names in the French,
‘L’WEE’, and ‘LAH-nuh’.)
“A
pleasure to meet you, Sir and Madam,” Kari said politely, bowing slightly, and
Stacy bowed with her, echoing “It’s a pleasure.”
“The
pleasure is ours to meet Wendy’s new friends,” Lana said. “This is such a fine place for the
audition. It’s so good of Wendy to allow
us to make use of her beautiful manor.”
She had a fairly strong accent, which Kari thought was also French.
“Indeed,
the pleasure is ours, mademoiselles,”
Louis said, bowing smoothly and reaching out to take Kari’s hand and kissing
it, and continuing on to kiss Stacy’s hand, as well. “And our evening is quite enriched by the
presence two beautiful young ladies.”
“Ok, Louis, you shameless séducteur. You’ve
flattered them enough already,” Wendy teased him. “Let them sit down and relax. The evening is young, so you can always flirt
more with them later.”
“Ah, but their beauty compels me to shamelessly beg
for their lovely attention,” he said dramatically, with a flourish of his
hands. They all laughed and the
conversation went on.
They sat and drank and nibbled on hors d'oeuvres for
awhile, while Wendy and Josie talked with Louis and Lana, like they were old
friends—which they probably were. Then
Kari looked up to see Joe walking toward her smiling. She set her plate down on the table beside
her, jumped up and ran into his arms and kissed him warmly.
“Hello
to you, too, beautiful,” Joe said.
“I’ve
missed you. I’m sorry I haven’t called,
but I’ve been very busy.”
“So
I heard, you sexy thing you.” Kari blushed as he put a finger on the end of her
nose, smiling at her. “And so, this must
be Stacy,” going over to her, leaning down to kiss her on the cheek. “I’m Joe, if my sexy lover hasn’t told you.”
“Yes,
I’m sorry. I should have introduced you
right away. I was hoping you could help
teach her to cook,” Kari said, holding onto his hand both of hers, and swinging
on it like a teenager with a crush on her teacher. Stacy had a mouthful of food, so she couldn’t
speak, just looked at him with excited eyes.
“Alas,
I have been thrown over for the cook!” Louis proclaimed, with a hand to his
forehead, but his eyes were twinkling. Then, he turned toward Stacy saying in a
conspiratorial voice, “Ah, don’t tell him, but it is true that he does much
more than cook. He creates incredible
culinary delights, each one a masterpiece in its own right. I would steal him, but he refuses all my
offers, and I cannot compete with our good friend Wendy.” Joe laughed and said something to him in
French, to which Louis laughed and replied, “It would be worth enduring the
airplane flight just to come here to dine on your marvelous creations, even
without the audition, but it is not often that I get the opportunity to flirt
with beautiful young ladies. It’s almost
as good and one of your disserts! I
cannot let it pass me by!”
Joe
laughed, bowed gratefully at his compliment, clicked his heels and excused
himself to continue his duties. Shortly
after that, Lisa appeared, in her sexy black butler’s uniform to announce that
the entertainment was ready so would they please adjourn to the ballroom.
Kari’s
curiosity about the entertainment had reached its peak, so she and Stacy
hurried with the others, following Lisa to the ballroom. They entered and were seated, and as many of
the mansion staff who were not busy came in and were
seated, as well.
“Ladies and
gentlemen!” Joe stepped
out into view on the side of the large area of the ballroom floor which was
marked off by what looked like a thick velvet rope. He was now wearing a tuxedo, and he was using
a headset microphone, so his voice came over a loud speaker just like in a
public performance hall. The room was
quite large enough to be one. This made
Kari think about how different he really was compared to her first impressions
from Sunday school, and how ironic that she’d discovered a completely different
Jacquie. That was true of herself too, now that she thought about it.
“Too--NIGHT! For your exclusive
entertainment, I present to you, very
talented young men and women hailing from our own fair city . . . <a drum
roll sounded> . . . an incredible
dance troupe . . . please welcome . . . THE BEAT OF SAN ANTONIO!”
Eight
bodies flew out onto the dance floor to the strong beat of the music and began
to spin and dance in marvelous intricate patterns. Their skill was unbelievable, and they started
with what looked to Kari like break-dancing that you’d see on the street, but
further developed by complicated acrobatic choreography. They were moving
incredibly fast, flipping upside-down over each other, swirling to the
beat. Kari noticed it wasn’t any
individual that matched the beat so much as it was the combination of their
moves which pulsed to it. There was a huge
video screen on the far wall, which was obviously showing the view from a
camera above them on the ceiling and that view looked like a kaleidoscope of
intricate flowers opening and closing exactly to the rhythm of the music. Their precision was unbelievable—it often
looked like they would collide, yet they never did, missing each other by mere inches--and
the effect was incredible. Then, the
first song finally ended with the entire troupe frozen exactly on the final
note in a bow toward their audience, who all burst into applause.
It
was only then that Kari realized who they were.
It
was Nate and his gang.
Stacy
had caught on to who they were, too, and looked at Kari, clearly
embarrassed. Kari just giggled and
shrugged as if to say, “oh well!” But nobody else was paying attention to them,
and the show went on.
They
introduced each person in the group next, with Joe serving as Master of
Ceremonies speaking as though they were at the Grammy awards. The other members of the group who weren’t
out dancing in that first act were introduced as helping behind the scenes,
running the sound and video cameras, although they did change places with
individual dancers at one point in the show, so all of them except the two
pregnant girls danced at least half of the time. The show lasted about 40 minutes, each dance
intriguing in a different way. One of
the most intriguing dances was a slow love song, very passionate, and Joe
announced at the beginning that the music and lyrics were written and recorded
by the whole group, and it was sung by Natasha, Nate’s girlfriend who was
pregnant. It was very beautiful, and the
dance exquisite.
At
the close, Louis and Lana stood up and called for an encore, and the rest of the onlookers followed, so they did one
more number, which was just as well done as any of the others. In fact, Kari thought, that it had to be one
of the strongest shows she’d ever watched in terms of each dance being equally
entertaining, with equally exceptional quality.
At
the end, all the dancers went back to change for dinner, so they went to the
dining room, although they stood around outside sipping drinks and talking,
giving the dancers time to arrive. On
the way, Louis and Lana were talking quite excitedly in French, but it was
clear they had high praise for the performance.
“Oh,
I am so sorry,” Louis said to Kari and Stacy when he looked up and remembered
where he was, “we are so excited we have lapsed into our native language. We did not intend to leave you out. Please forgive us.”
“We
don’t mind,” Kari said. “Listening to
you speak French is an exciting experience in itself. We often hear people speak Spanish here, but
it isn’t often that we hear French.”
“Well,
thank you. We were just saying that it
was a wonderful performance, and we plan to make some contacts for this
troupe. They are excellent! In time, they will be famous!” As always, his enthusiasm carried his words.
“I
thought so, too,” Kari said. “We know
them, and I had no idea they are so talented.”
“You
know them? From where?”
“From
the library. I’m a librarian, and Stacy
works there, too.”
“Ah,
a scholar is among us,” Louis said.
“I wouldn’t
say that, exactly. Their leader,
Nate—that’s the one who was introduced as ‘Nathan’—just checked out a book the
other day on the success stories of young leaders who come out of difficult
life situations.” Kari thought that was
safe enough, since she didn’t think it would be wise to tell them that they’d
had an orgy with them last night.
“Ah,
how interesting! They are quite gifted
in many ways, and this Nathan is clearly a very fine leader to put together such
a wonderful program, though coming from a humble beginning, very fine indeed. Such talent appears where it appears, and
often not where we expect it.”
“So,
you are talent scouts?” Stacy asked.
“Some
call us that, yes.”
“Forgive
me, but I don’t know how that works. Will
you explain it, please?” And they began talking with her in detail about their
work in finding talented people for various roles in movies and television.
About
that time, the dancers arrived. In
contrast to their confidence on the dance floor, they were very shy and looked
like they felt very much out of place in the luxurious setting of dinner. The huge table itself was a bit
intimidating. It was longer than the one
Kari had seen there before, covered with a pure white tablecloth, expensive china
and sterling silverware, with candelabras and flowers tastefully placed along
its length. But, then Wendy stepped up
and welcomed them in her usual casual style, and Louis with his outrageous
flirting, kissing the hand of each of the young women and then on both cheeks,
shaking hands vigorously with each of the young men, and propounding quite
loudly about how wonderful their performance was. All the while, the repartee between Wendy and
Louis kept most of them laughing, so it wasn’t long before they looked much
more relaxed.
“Let’s
eat, then,” Wendy said, and ushered them to the white table-cloth covered
table. Joe and Lisa, who must have been
in hearing range but just out of sight, took that as the signal and rolled in
the food on gleaming silver carts, along with the other 2 servants, who had
been dressed earlier in French maid outfits.
Now, they were in white sequined dresses, with white gloves which
reached way up their arms.
Joe
had changed out of his tux, and was wearing a white coat with the fluffy hat of
a head chef in charge. When he came in
the room, he handed Wendy 2 DVDs in their cases, and she in turn gave one to
Louis and Lana, and the other to Nate, saying it was a video recording of the
performance.
Wendy
insisted that Kari sit next to her and Josie next to her on the other
side. Stacy was seated next to Josie,
and on the other side, Nate was next to Kari, and then Natasha and on around
the table it went. The food was beyond outstanding,
as always. Kari saw Stacy whisper
something to Josie, who whispered back, and after that, Josie guided Stacy, sotto voce, on how to use her utensils
and so on in that formal setting. When
she realized Stacy was being helped, Kari heaved a sigh of relief. With all the excitement, almost everyone was
talking at once.
“A
truly wonderful show, Nate,” Kari said to open the conversation. “I had no idea you were all so talented . . .
in that way, at least,” she added with a slight wink. He grinned.
“And
we had no idea you were going to be here, but it was good to look out and see
someone I knew.”
“It
helped the whole troupe relax,” Natasha added.
“You
sing very beautifully,” Kari complimented her.
“Thank
you. This is such a wonderful
opportunity. I hope the talent scouts
were impressed enough to get us moving professionally.”
“I’m
sure they were. They had nothing but
good to say about it while we were waiting for you before dinner.”
“That’s
good to know,” Nate said. “I didn’t know if he was serious when he was greeting
us just now.”
“I
think he was. I told them that you
checked out a book recently about successes of young leaders who come out of
difficult living situations, and he said you were ‘clearly a very fine leader
to put together such a wonderful program, coming from a humble beginning, very
fine indeed’,” she said softly but in an attempt to imitate Louis’ deep voice.
Nate
and Natasha laughed, and blushed.
“That’s great!” Nate said. “And
one thing I didn’t learn from my ‘humble beginning’ is how to eat in a formal
setting like this.”
“Just
watch how the others do it, and you’ll do fine.
Of course, you can always check out books at the library on that subject,”
Kari added. “I even know where they are, since I looked it up after I first
visited here.”
He
chuckled, “I didn’t think of that of that.
It makes me feel a little better that you had to look it up, too. When do you work next? I’ll come in and check them out.”
“You
have my work schedule,” she giggled.
“But, I’m sure you weren’t thinking of using it to check out books,” she
said impishly. “Anyway, I’m working tomorrow evening, but only for 4 hours, if
you’d like to come in. I don’t know if
Stacy will be there, so if you don’t mind; don’t plan any ‘fun’ afterwards.”
“I’ll
come, too,” Natasha said. “I need some
books on pregnancy.”
“That’s
good, feel free to come in anytime, but if you’d like me to help directly come
on in when I’m working. I’ll be glad to help
you find what you need. That’s what a
librarian is for, and I like that part of the job.”
“Thank
you,” they both said in unison.
Wendy leaned over, speaking softly in Kari’s
ear, “You are staying the
night, aren’t you? We have missed you
after all--intimately I mean. That part
of the fun will happen after everyone else leaves.” She giggled.
“Louis and Lana are old friends, and they have a general idea of the
lifestyle I enjoy, but the real thing might be a bit too shocking, so I’ve
arranged for other lodging for them tonight, and Lisa will take the dance
troupe home after dinner.”
“Did
you mean Stacy, too?”
“Yes,
of course. We know she’s sexy, too, from
what we heard from the Rictnors. I take
it you’re lovers?”
“Yes. She’s really been lovely with me.”
“That’s
wonderful!”
“Then
sure, we can stay. We even brought some
of those sexy clothes and toys you bought us.
Some of them fit Stacy, so I shared with her.”
“Great! And I need you to do me a favor.”
“Sure,
what?”
“Josie
and I decided we’d give each of the dance troupe
$1,000 for tonight’s performance. After
all, they were as good or better than any
entertainment I would have paid for, and we’d like to have them back again
sometime—especially before they make it big.”
“Wow. There are 12 of them, so that’s $12,000!”
“You
know my budget, darling—for us, that’s pocket change. I’ve got plenty to use as I want to. And I’m sure they could use it more. So, anyway, I want you to give it to them
when they leave, so I can attend to Louis and Lana. And tell them we want them to come back for
another show sometime very soon.”
“Of
course, I’ll be happy to.”
“Thank
you, sweetie,” Wendy said with a kiss on her cheek.
When
everyone had finished eating, Louis outrageously complained to Joe about all the disserts, saying there were quite too many and all of
them were heavenly, so he had been forced to eat three entire helpings. Everyone laughed, and started to push their
chairs back. They went back to the
living room for after dinner brandy.
“I am
died and gone to heaven!” She laughed
and waved at one of the servers, who brought it in on a platter. Joe came out and opened it and served it in
brandy snifters to everyone.
“Comme
c'est délicieux ! C'est au-delà délicieux ! And you call me a séducteur!”
Louis said. “I am helpless in your hands! Merci, merci mille fois !”
“Vous êtes les bienvenus, Louis, il me fait plaisir,” Wendy said laughing.
Joe
was standing beside Kari’s chair and bend down and
whispered to her, “You might find it interesting to know that one bottle of
that costs about $3,000.” Kari’s eyes
grew very wide and looked at her brandy snifter. “Wow!” she whispered back. “What did he say?”
“’It
is delicious, it is beyond delicious’ . . . and . . . ‘Thank you, thank you times a thousand.’ And Wendy answered him with, ‘you are quite
welcome, Louis, it is my pleasure.’”
“Thank
you. For translating, I meant.”
“Vous êtes les bienvenus,” he said and grinned.
The
members of the dance troupe were all looking very tired, after all the
excitement, the good food and the drinks, so Wendy sent for Lisa to take them
home. She gestured to Kari, who got up
and took the envelope from her and followed them out the door.
After
Lisa had seated them in the van, Kari stepped up on the running board. “You were outstanding tonight, so I have been
instructed to give you these,” and she started handing out the individual
envelopes to each of them. “And Wendy
said to tell you that we want you to come back and do another show every
soon—before you all get famous,” she said with a grin.
“Can
we open these now?” Natasha asked.
“Sure,
they’re yours.” There was a sound of
tearing paper, and gasps of surprise.
“Wow! Thank you, Ms. Kari,” Nate said.
“It’s
not from me, it’s from Wendy. She wanted
to encourage you in your career.”
“Well,
tell her thank you, then, please.”
“I
will. And, I have a quick question for
you.”
“Yes?”
“Was
your sponsor involved in this? The one who is nameless?”
“Yes. He was in the process of setting it up, but
didn’t have a place equipped for the audition, so he talked to Wendy who
offered her ballroom. It just happened
that Louis and Lana were coming through San Antonio on other business, so he
jumped at the chance. He would have been
here, but he is in Europe and didn’t have enough time to get loose from his
business there and get back, since all this started yesterday morning when
Wendy called him about Louis and Lana being in town. He said to go ahead without him, because he
didn’t want us to miss the opportunity,” Nate replied.
“I
see.” Kari had hoped to get some clues
about who their sponsor is, but she’d missed it again.
“We’d better get going. Thanks, Kari,” Lisa said. Kari stepped down and Lisa closed the door,
turned and gave her a kiss, saying, “I’ll be back very soon,” and got in the
driver’s side and drove out the gate.
Joe pulled up in a regular limousine and stopped where Lisa’s had been,
and got out. He was now in a chauffeur’s
uniform.
“A man of many talents,” Kari thought to
herself.
“And he’s into kinky sex, and lusts
after you—and your panties,” her slutself added.
“That, too.”
“I’m
driving Louis and Lana to their hotel suite, so let them know I’m ready
whenever they are.” So she went in and
gave them the message. Louis dragged
himself away from the brandy, and amid lavish kisses and good byes all around,
they left, with Louis clutching the DVD of the performance like it was gold-plated.
After
all of the guests were gone, Wendy took her dress suit off right in the living
room in front of everybody and collapsed giggling on the couch, wearing only
her expensive bra and panties. She waved
at the grinning server girl to bring her a martini.
“I
am so very glad that went so well,” she said, taking a sip of the drink the
server girl brought her. “It was all so
‘last minute’ . . . I need to give both Lisa and Joe a nice bonus for their
help, since they made most of the arrangements.
Josie, make a note of that.”
“I
was going to tell you to do that anyway, so I’ll remember.”
“I’m
sure . . . uhm,” she looked thoughtfully at Kari, “their sponsor will be
pleased.” Kari wondered why she looked
at her, since she knew of no connection, except for the orgies with Nate’s
‘gang’—if you even wanted to call them that.
“Lisa
and Joe will be back soon, so why don’t we adjourn to the Jacuzzi?” Josie
suggested. They all got up to head in
that direction and she told the servers to bring everyone refills.
Stacy
actually looked a bit nervous taking her clothes off in front of them, but Kari
lost no time stripping off. She realized
then that she was actually very comfortable in another of those situations
which would only have been a dream less than a year ago. The two servants, who had changed into white bikinis
(or maybe they had been wearing them under their dresses?), took their clothes
and put them neatly on hangers, folded their panties and bras and put them on a
shelf for them.
Josie
helped Stacy into the surging water, and then hugged and kissed her very
enthusiastically.
“Thank
you for helping me at the table,” Stacy told her.
“You’re
welcome. It’s really not difficult to
eat in a formal setting, and the big thing for us is for everyone to enjoy
themselves.”
Wendy
pulled Kari into her arms for a warm kiss, saying “When Joe and Lisa get back,
they are going to want to steal you, so I better get some lovin’
in before then.”
“Too
late,” a voice said, and they looked up to see Lisa come in and beginning
stripping off her clothes. “But, I’ll
share, boss lady!” She got in and joined
the two of them in a 3-way embrace. Lots
of kissing and fondling went on for awhile.
“Hey,
leave some for me!” Joe said as he walked in, taking off his clothes as he came
toward them, leaving a line of clothing items from the door to the
Jacuzzi. The bikini clad servants picked
them up anyway.
Wendy
had scooted up on the edge of the Jacuzzi, and Kari was sucking on her pussy. When he got into the water, she held Kari’s
head between her legs. “You can’t have
her until she makes me cum! . . . . Ooooooooooooo mmmmmm mmmmmm! . . . Ok, you can
have her now,” she giggled.
Kari
splashed over to Joe and almost hit his nose when she jumped into his arms, but
he managed to turn his head quickly enough to avoid injury. She hugged him and kissed him very hard,
wrapping her legs around his waist in the water, feeling his cock against her
cunt and ass.
After
a long time, Joe started waving his arms like he was drowning. She let go so he could grasp for breath.
“I’m
dying! . . . but, oh well,” and he started kissing her again. The rest of them laughed, and Kari started
giggling even as she kissed him, finally having to let go and laugh in full.
“You
know,” he said innocently, “breathing isn’t all that important . . . not as
important as kissing a sexy naked lady in a Jacuzzi.” She hadn’t stopped laughing yet, so that just
made her laugh even more, and she swung a weak slap at his shoulder.
Somewhere
in there, his cock slipped into her cunt, and she moaned started humping up and
down. They enjoyed that for a bit, but
the water started splashing all over, so they stopped to change position. The Jacuzzi was big enough to have a handrail
to help people in and out, so she got up on the top step, and he stood behind
her reaching around to grab the rail and started fucking her from that angle,
so they were mostly out of the water. It
wasn’t long before they both came, with Joe filling Kari’s cunt with his cream.
They
got back into the water, and grabbed their drinks, looking around. Stacy was licking Josie’s pussy from behind
rubbing her face in it like she had done with Kari, and she had three of her
fingers pumping in and out of her own cunt.
Josie had grabbed one of the servers, pulled her bikini bottoms down,
had her lay down and was sucking her trimmed cunt between spread legs. Wendy was leaning back sucking on Lisa’s
pussy with a finger in Lisa’s ass as she stood above her on the floor outside
the Jacuzzi. As they watched, Lisa and
Stacy quivered, apparently cumming at the same time, and the bottomless servant
girl humped up into Josie’s face to follow suit.
Everyone took a break from sex and drank some
more, and then they got out of the Jacuzzi before they turned into prunes. “Let’s go to the Play Room,” Wendy said.
The
“Play Room” was quite exciting, with exotic lighting all around the walls. It contained several beds, was full of racks
and tables full of dildoes, vibrators, whips, chains
hanging from pulleys—in short, every manner of BDSM equipment. Stacy came over to Joe and hugged him. “Will you tie me up on that rack over there
and whip me and fuck me in the ass, please?” she asked him in an excited voice.
“Now,
THAT’s what I call ‘forward’,” Joe said, laughing.
“Yes—and
I was hoping it was slutty, too,” Stacy looked up at him blinking her eyes with
exaggerated innocence.
He laughed some more.
“Well,
will you, please?”
He
looked at Kari. “It’s fine with me,”
Kari told him. “Except that I want you
to tie me up on the one next to hers and whip me and fuck me in the ass, too.”
“Well, I’ve been horny for days with no help
with that, so I can probably keep up my end of the bargain.”
“—pun
intended?” Kari asked. He laughed and
nodded.
So,
both Kari and Stacy enjoyed being tied up, whipped and fucked in the ass, and
Joe kept up his end of the bargain very well.
Josie and Lisa each got a good whipping, too, along with a strap-on fuck
from Wendy.
The
servant girls—who Kari later found out were twins and whose names were Krystal
and Katie—were a bit too scared of the bondage and pain implements, so they
just kept everyone’s drinks refilled.
They both looked like the whippings made them very horny, though. Krystal was still bottomless, and her thighs
were shiny with her juices, and Katie’s bikini bottoms were obviously soaked
and dripping even though she hadn’t gone into the Jacuzzi at all. Wendy finally had pity on them and used vibes
on their cunts, one in each hand as they laid down
side by side, to get them both off.
Stacy volunteered and cleaned their pussy lips with her mouth and tongue
after she was done, which made them both cum again.
They
finally ran out of energy and moved to the bedrooms. Wendy chose to sleep with the twins, and
Josie wanted to sleep with Stacy, so Kari slept with Lisa and Joe. With super king-sized beds, there was plenty
of room, so it worked out well for everyone.
Kari woke up in the early hours of the
morning, just as it was starting to get light, and crawled over on top of Joe,
sliding his hard cock into her cunt, while she reached over and started playing
with Lisa’s pussy from behind. Soon,
they were all hard at it, fucking and sucking in various positions, and when
they ran down again, they were all sticky.
Joe got up and rinsed off in the shower, and saying he needed to go and
look in on the breakfast crew, he disappeared.
But, Kari loved the feel their cum on her skin, so she snuggled into
Lisa’s arms and went back to sleep,
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