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OTEC_CarCompany
OTEC the novel		http://literatemachine.com/node/142
OTEC COPYRIGHT (C) 2007 DAWootan, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED by DAWootan

	[ 43 On call seven by twenty four. ]

Vin's wristwatch was vibrating, it was a call
from the president of the Aphrodite club.
Good generals do not interrogate their
staff officers, they go where the problem is.
Vin arrived at the Aphrodite club, most
of the steering committee was president, something was afoot.
There was a nice looking Latino lady that Vin did not recognize.

Weasel had given his new roommate one share
of stock, she was now a part owner of a hotel.
She had presented herself, thirty minutes later, to the Aphrodite
admissions committee.
The committee had called Vin immediately.
All clubs do this, it is a modern form of the right of mandamus.
The person petitioning for admittance is "examined"
that is to say they have sex with someone important.

Vin gave a partial bow and held out his elbow, they
walked slowly through the club, Head Of Housekeeping
was trying very hard not to be obvious, as she admired
the wealth around her, the lobby was palatial,
she did not make in a year, what the
Venetian cut glass mirror cost.

They entered the room together, the steering committee ladies
had discreetly turned off the forty five minute buzzer.
They knew Vin well.
There are many many unspoken rules in a Ladies Club,
inappropriate conduct may not be as severely restricted
as a Christian Ladies Club, but it is there nonetheless.

Men reserve the right, to soul kiss their wives, to undress them
to have oral sex with them, to receive oral sex from them.
Strangers did not have these rights.

Vin and Head Of Housekeeping undressed, silently hanging
their clothes on provided hangers.

There is always a plug-in vibrator in Ladies Club rooms,
men who are not quite ready vibrate themselves,
occasionally liberated women will hold the vibrator
against the gentleman's penis.

Like men, women women are expected to get
themselves ready.
Bottles and tubes of lubricant decorated the room.
Vin did not need the vibrator he was good to go.
Head Of Housekeeping was also, she climbed up on the vinyl covered
semi-medical piece of furniture that dominated the room.
She spread her legs, smiling, watching Vin admire at her vagina.
Vin penetrated her slowly, men who jam themselves
into ladies will find themselves on the receiving end of an official 
complaint.

Vin was surprised, the lady was short, with a slightly rounded figure.
He had expected a five inch wide, four inch deep, slack vagina.
He was pleasantly surprised, she was long and slender, like Kathy and 
Beatrice.
Not only that, she was matching him thrust for thrust.
Vin let go, his sexual fantasy.
( His Mother was short, dark, with a slightly rounded figure.)
He moved into the moment, looking down, watching his
penis moving in and out, enjoying real time pornography.
He looked up to find her large brown eyes smiling at him,
she was sharing his moment looking down at her
vagina, as Vin's penis moved within her.
Head Of Housekeeping, was Portuguese, a culture that raised little 
girls, that grew into lusty women.
They took their time Vin climaxed first but as he often did
with a good partner he continued stroking right through
his ejaculation.
He reached down with his social finger coating it with her own
lubrication, he made circular motions on her clitoris.
She arched her back and gave out a gasp, Vin felt
her powerful pussy muscles clutching spastically at his
manhood as she climaxed.

They traded places she climbed on top, doing
an excellent job fucking Vin through his second orgasm
he tried to get her to stop, as his dick became
super-sensitive, she laughed and continue thrusting
Vin quivered like he had been plugged into a wall socket.

They traded places again, Vin carefully cleaned her
with a moist towelette, Vin did not share Young Leopards
fascination for doing oral sex on used pusses.
He had intended to give her clitoris, a blow job
she would remember for a long time.

Something about the way, she quivered, caused
him to look deeply into her eyes, his face
formed the question, he slowly began moving
four fingers toward her vagina, his thumb
curling over, her expression told him to continue.
He began slowly and carefully to make love
to her, using his fist and forearm.
He thought she would break wrist bones
as she climaxed.

They talked, Vin explained to her about the
universal male fantasy, men have of
having sex with a hotel maid.
Would she be willing to deliver a
maids uniform to their Thursday night
party?
She was welcome to stay and participate.
She could watch as one of the women
volunteered, to let the men line up
and have sex with her, each in turn,
after they had taken the maids uniform
off of her quivering body.

She said yes, she would be happy to do this,
providing Vin would hop up and make love
to her, one more time.

They had a Polish wedding, Vin and Kathy
had a lovely leather covered sofa,
the back of which would lay down flat
making an instant bed in the middle of their great room.
They had done Polish weddings on this
sofa before.

Young Leopard was on his back on the left
all the women were lined up before him.

Vin was first in line with Head Of Housekeeping.
Madame Cathie was standing, in the men's line, behind
Vin, wearing an enormous double ended strap on
that had proper sized dildos, internally and externally.

A good time was had by all.

Head Of Housekeeping was not able to make
all of their Thursday nights, she managed once a month or so.
Once she and Madame Cathie shared a double ender
they fucked each other silly on the coffee table.
The two women seem to know each other well.
Madame Cathie motioned Young Leopard over to
continue what she had begun.

The crowd went wild.
	 _____

Vin got a phone call from Katzie's people, a German
car company had been retained by them to do
a full workup on him and his people.
Vin had been putting the car company off for years
maintaining, they simply did not do vendors
who are not in the sex trade, it was a sex trade
convention after all.
Vin realized any one serious enough to hire
an agency like this, was serious enough to be dangerous.

He discussed the matter with Kathy.
Who as always came through brilliantly.
Yet another auction, auction off eight
spots for "major" vendors.

Vin modified her idea slightly, he told
the car company, he would reward
their diligence and make them the
featured vendor.
The other seven vendors would bid at auction
their bids would be averaged, the car company
would pay exactly one half of the average bid.

The next Fleet Week the car company was there
they had air freighted in their entire product line.
Well not exactly, all of the vehicles had been
cut longitudinally, just behind the driver's seat
and just in front of the boot. The result was
movie props suitable for filming people fucking in the back seat.

It was Wednesday of VIP week, the CEO of the car company
steered two incredibly beautiful Germanic girls in Vin's
direction and pointed them to the limousine
movie prop, which had been converted into
a leather covered Queen size bed.
The two ladies were identical twins, incredibly beautiful.
They did not speak a word of English, there was no need
there were like Beatrice world-class beauty, with
high-voltage vaginas.
Vin spent about an hour in the hack-sawed limousine,
he was tempted to spend the rest of the week in there.
But felt it was inconsistent with his duties as a host.
The car company had about twenty women in the
same class as Beatrice and the Twins.

The car company pretty much took over that Wednesday,
the twenty women earned whatever fee they were being paid.

It was well the car company got its money's worth
during VIP week, the twenty women began abandoning
the corporate ship by the end of the first quarter,
by the second quarter all of them had joined the
sexual mob on the convention floor.

Vin offered to provide volunteers, if the car company
chose to do another Fleet Week.
His offer was accepted, the car company began
doing four shows a year.

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