Adult Situations Ch. 19-20

Kim was a mature bombshell, only I would somehow need to say BOMBSHELL in big capital letters with a band loudly playing. Lisa had called her a grandmother, and I had conjured up an image far different from what showed up for our 'pool party cookout' on Saturday evening.

For one, she was not THAT old. She was actually Julie's mother, and that put her around fifty rather than deep into her sixties or seventies. Julie was about thirty and the stepmother to late-teenagers Wendy and Lisa. The girls liked her so much they ignored the 'step' relationship indicator.

Lisa had later warned me, "Grandma is 'hot'!" Lisa understated the situation by a huge margin. I clung to the elder, white-haired, grandma in a rocking chair with a cane nearby concept of a grandmother.

Kim Stanley also happened to be whip-smart and a genuine entrepreneur. I'd heard her name before, but didn't make the connection with Lisa's grandmother. Kim was a venture capitalist who had made not just millions, but hundreds of millions with risky investments that turned out 'right' almost every time. She had a knack for spotting great opportunities and talent, and somehow combining them, often with her own money.

Kim had been featured on the cover of Fortune magazine that featured an article about her business acumen; written about in glowing terms as a leader in the Wall Street Journal; praised in Inc. multiple times; and her flamboyant social life made her a frequent favorite in People magazine and a few other rags.

The scandal sheets were always trying to find out who she was dating, and speculating about whether there'd again ever be a 'Mister Kim Stanley'. The first one was long gone because he didn't measure up except as a sperm donor. Since her short marriage in her early twenties, Kim had remained amazingly single, and only appeared with a male companion when needed for some social gala or premier or something. Most likely, that male would never appear with her again.

To cap it off, Kim Stanley was built like the proverbial 'brick shithouse' -- again an understatement by a large margin. She stood beside me politely laughing at some off-hand remark I'd made. She had to have the most perfect body of any of the dozen other women at the Saturday party. Her body was capped off with an obviously all-over tan, and a pair of Double-D's barely contained in the white bikini bra. The bra consisted of two important almost opaque triangles of fabric linked together in front with a single small gold chain that looked like it might snap apart at any second due to the tremendous stresses and strains asked of them. White straps of material went around her back and also tied around her neck. The one around her neck also looked stressed by the load it had to carry. If either the chain or strap failed, people might die, but they'd die happy from the momentary view of her amazing breasts.

The bottoms of the white bikini were little more than another small triangle of material that barely covered her mons and more decorative gold chains that matched the one in her bra going around her sides to a strap of material at the back that disappeared in the crack of her firm ass. The bikini rode very low on her hips. There was nothing to the bikini bottom when viewed from the rear other than the small chains, the small piece of white strap that had mostly disappeared, and two spectacular globes of butt flesh that reflected a lot of hard work, probably on a Stairmaster or other tortuous exercise device.

Kim was a long-haired flaxen blonde with lustrous hair that hung just below her shoulders. The large round white-framed sunglasses she wore obscured her blue eyes as she looked at me, but they were there lurking seductively behind the lenses. I'd seen them in the house, when she'd pushed the large glasses up into her blonde hair during our initial introduction.

Kim continued our chat in a frank tone, "I never re-married. A husband would have gotten in the way of my career back then. I did want a child and Julie was quick to arrive in my one-year trial at wedlock. I even had the name picked out before she was conceived. I'm rather proud of the way she turned out, I must say. I also happen to like Steve -- her husband. She picked well."

I teased, "And he's really like a husband to the two of you." Although I made the comment as a statement, I gave the last few words a slight inflection as though it were a question.

Kim laughed, "Well, that's no secret around the family. Even Wendy and Lisa know about our frequent couplings. Back then, I didn't want that luggage. There were other ways to get satisfied."

I commented, "Back then?"

"Like Julie, I graduated college early. Unlike her, I had a really clear vision of what I wanted to do. High tech wasn't high enough to own stock, sit back, and watch. I wanted to own companies and have a stake in their success. I wanted to make the right ones prosper and grow into something. I wanted my ideas implemented or expanded upon."

"So you bought Connetrex and in one year reaped a small fortune when the company went public? I read that story in Fortune. You struck gold from the get-go." I'm sure there was awe in my voice.

Kim nodded, "I was lucky. I felt like I'd won the lottery but I put every cent that I had or could borrow into that company over that year. Over the next year after the IPO, I was urged to sell off my shares. I did and bought into two other companies. They went public, and bingo, I was suddenly deep in the venture capital game. It was like discovering exponents rather than multiplication. My networth kept going up and up by leaps and bounds. It's no secret, but I'll share a secret -- the media constantly underestimate my networth.."

I bowed slightly to her, and then commented, "Lisa told me you were reevaluating your life status."

Kim nodded. "Kind of. My VC firm is going great guns and now I can take time off. Ten years ago you would never have found me relaxing beside somebody's pool with a margarita in my hand unless there was someone here who's company I wanted to buy or sell, or somebody I was trying to manipulate in some way. I always traveled with my checkbook. I'm realizing that I've missed many things and opportunities. I'm starting to fill those in now. What's your story? I know my life story."

I told Kim about my background and the formation of my small computer and network security business. Her eyes lit up as I talked. I then mentioned meeting Crystal and Trish, and then the addition of Carol, but I felt sure that Wendy and Lisa had told about those women and how we formed a polyamorous family.

Somewhere along the line, I talked about my constellation of friends and lovers. I asked whether Kim would be one of my upper-tier female members. I told her about how I was just finding out how to mentor Wendy and Lisa and Derek, and was also looking for a few other younger constellation members, but that I needed more in the mature part of my cluster. She got it and instantly agreed.

We went on from there. Julie joined us for a bit. The one difference between her and her mother was that Julie had already dispensed with her bikini bra. She jiggled and shimmied around the patio exciting and arousing lust in just about everyone at the party. The apple didn't fall far from the tree.

As Julie left us, Kim asked, "She was very affectionate with you. I know that you're lovers, and I also know that you just did a video with her to surprise Steve, like the one he did with your fiancée. May I have the same privileges?"

"Of course," I said, trying to hide my enthusiasm. I bowed slightly towards her. I was already somewhat hard, but Kim's proposal was even more arousing.

She said, "Then, I guess I should also adopt the dress code that most of the other women here seem to like. I hope you like my granny tits." On that note she unhooked the neck strap and allowed the two triangles of cloth reining in her DDs to lose their grip. Her breasts surged forward out of the material and made their spectacular appearance. The gods applauded and thunderous applause filled the skies. They were as fabulous in the flesh as they were covered -- more so.

She twisted the top around her body so she could undo the catch on the chains holding the garment on her body. She held the material in her hands and looked around.

"I'll put it on that sideboard over by the door. You can get it later. No one will bother it there." She looked relieved as I took the scrap of material and took care of it as she watched.

As I returned to her side, I got a megawatt smile and then one of Kim's arms went around my neck and she kissed me. As she did, one of her legs also wrapped around my thighs and pulled me closer until her mound was pressing against my groin. I went to DEFCON 1 on the arousal scale.

After our tenth or twentieth kiss, she said, "We WILL be together later tonight. Lisa told me what to expect. She loves having sex with you and she also loves you. Maybe I'll find that I feel that same way."

Yep, DEFCON 1. Full alert status. All systems ready for immediate action. Death by Sex is imminent but so fulfilling.

I said, "No one HAS to do anything they don't approve of or don't like. We're just a friendly bunch."

She laughed and said, "Based on what my horny 'granddaughters' told me, this is the kind of party and the kind of people I have been looking for all my life."

Just then, Julie reappeared and grabbed hold of her mother's hand. She wanted to introduce her to some of our other guests that had just arrived. I let her go. She was as gorgeous leaving and she was arriving. Oh, what a nice ass.

I turned and almost ran over Lisa, my procurer of grandmotherly talent. She had a grin a mile wide plastered on her face. "Don't you just lover my gram?"

"I do, except she's much hotter than you told me. She's the ultimate."

"I know. She's my role model, too. Crystal is, too."

I nodded.

Lisa took my hand, "Come, I want to introduce you to another one of my friends that I think you'll like."

We walked over and joined Derek and a young woman I'd not met. Lisa introduced us, "Dave, this is Madison Landry. Madison this is Dave. I now pronounced you mentor and mentee. She'd like to be in your constellation and to have you in hers. I told her about that idea."

Madison laughed and held out her hand. As she did, I assessed her. She had naturally colored strawberry blonde hair tending towards the reds. She also had a smile that lit up the afternoon and made those around her feel happily infected. She had a laugh that made the angels sing.

I guessed that her body was still maturing. She was pleasantly shaped and very pleasing to the eye, but far from what Kim Stanley had to offer. Of course, Madison was a teen and would grow up to be a Kim Stanley. I couldn't discount that. I had to help, in fact.

"Madison, from where?" I asked. I guessed she was a classmate of Lisa, which would put her as a senior in high school.

"Oh, my family moved here from Montreal about five years ago. My father runs the downtown branch of BMO bank. It's a big operation."

"So, you're Canadian?" I also wondered whether this pretty young girl was of legal age.

She nodded. "Yes, but dual citizenship, actually. My mother is American."

Lisa volunteered, "She turned eighteen about two months ago." Thank you, Lisa. You know the right things to say to get the ball rolling.

Madison gave me a sheepish grin. "Lisa told me ALL about you and your parties. I've never been to anything like that, but I'm so glad I'm here. I was kind of hoping that you'd take me under your wing, so to speak, and show me the ropes."

"Uh, sure." I looked at Lisa, "Just how much did your description include?"

"Oh, I told her about the sex and swapping around. I told her you were a divine lover, had a cock that touched me in all the right places, but that she had to discover you for herself, and then circulate so that she tried some of the other men. I also told her she had to broaden out and try a few things with me or some of the other girls."

Madison interrupted, "I've jilled off a couple of times a day just thinking about tonight. I can hardly wait for that part of the event to start."

Lisa continued, "I also told her about fucking on your desk at your office, and how nice you are. I told her about your constellation, and she does want to fill in that role."

I turned to Madison, "Boyfriend?"

"Had one of those, but he got too macho and thought he owned and controlled me. He wanted me to fuck his best friend, and I refused. His friend was an asshole -- HE was an asshole. As a result of that situation, we parted ways. I don't dislike sex or even the idea of a threesome or orgy, it was just that the two of them were total losers to expect that just because they have a few classes with me."

"Errr, Madison, there's quite a bit of swapping around that goes on here."

"Good. Here, it's on my terms and not the schmuck's."

Lisa said, "I told her how popular I felt being a teenage girl in the midst of all this older cock. Every time I'm here, I end up feeling so special. You are one of the good guys that stimulates that feeling in me, too."

"I just don't want either of you to feel used or taken for granted. I think we're a loving group of people that care about each other. We also happen to have a lot of sex with each other, as well."

Madison allowed, "That was one of the big selling points about coming tonight."

On that note, she shed her bra as Lisa did. They were the last females at the gathering wearing tops. Madison's breasts rated the 'cute' label. As I thought about it, she was overall 'cute', a rating I gave to very few young women. I liked her.

I was tending part of the barbecue with Mitch when Ross came up to me. He was stoked. "Davey, did you meet Kim Stanley? She's like ... friggin' amazing."

I laughed. "I did. I think I'm in love all over again. She really is the perfect MILF."

"Well, you and I will get our chance later. She specifically singled us out, I think because her erstwhile granddaughters recommended us so highly."

I teased, "So, you're suffering performance anxiety and can't get it up?"

Ross rolled his eyes. "My problem is that having met her, I might never get my dick to go down. Even Trish's mouth was drooling over her body and those breasts of hers. I'm working hard not to have her get jealous of what I'm feeling about making it with Kim."

"I have another challenge for you, too. Madison. She just became one of the young women that I'll be mentoring or helping out however I can. Did you meet her?" I gestured with my spatula across the pool where Madison stood talking to Wendy and Lisa. "I think she's going to need some adult attention, too."

"Is she legal? She looks like a teen, especially because she's hanging out with that group."

"She's two months into eighteen I'm assured, so yes. She's very nice and has the full story from the girls about the parties and what goes on. She also has expectations."

Ross observed, "If Kim wasn't here, she'd stand out as quite a catch."

Seconds later, I felt a pair of generous tits with erect nipples drift back and forth a few times across my bare back. I knew it wasn't Crystal. I could see her talking to Steve and Julie Wallace across the pool by one of the umbrella tables.

I put my finger to my chin. "Hmmmm. Someone is trying to get my attention. I can see my fiancée, so it can't be her. I can see her sister, so that's not a possibility. Hmmmm. I wonder who it could be?" I was guessing it was Kim because of the nature of the boob flesh.

A mature giggle that might suggest too many margaritas greeted me as I started to turn. "You should have kept guessing."

"There's only one person here that could feel the way you do against my back, Kim. I'm grateful for the physical contact. I hope we have more later."

She wrapped her body around mine and we kissed. I prayed for a fast dinner and rapid darkness to accelerate the time before the partiers got romantic and sexual.

Kim said, "I was talking to your fiancée, Crystal. I really like her. Good choice. I'm going to use her for some of my work, or rather Crystal Blue Photography. She introduced me to Carol and told me that you also help out."

"I've been engaged in various roles for her small business," I equivocated. I then remembered that via Julie she knew I was a 'private porn star'.

"Are the videos you do, really that private?"

"That's really up to you. We keep the raw stock and final edited versions locked up on various thumb drives and memory units in a safe place called a bank safe deposit box. We think it's safer than using the cloud. Only a few of our videos have gone on the Internet, and that was at the instigation of the paying customers. On our end, we might audition a video to this group for arousal value, but then they go on ice unless the customer requests otherwise. Our contract with the customer states that we'll destroy them in five years. Since Crystal's business is new, we haven't hit that point for anybody yet.

"One of our friends that's here tonight, went further and Crystal did help her sell the video to some online sites. She's out there for all to see, and a little richer for the effort. I was her 'co-star', but you never really see my face."

Kim gave me a coy smile, "Then I definitely want to do a 'private porn' video ... with you. We'll talk more about that later. Tonight, I want to sample the merchandise."

Ross was very impressed with you, too. He's done a few videos, as well."

"Maybe for my second pornographic video, I'll have him star with me. Crystal already told me you'd be in my first video. I asked for you especially. Tonight, maybe a girl can get lucky and I'll get the two of you."

I smiled, "That can be arranged."

Later, we all ate at the two picnic tables, and even overflowed onto several portable tables that Ross was fortunate to have in his garage. I think there were about thirty people there. I asked Ross who one couple were and he pointed to the house next door that had a fair view of most of our patio. He said, "They're our neighbors -- Doug and Penny Rogers. They wanted to come to one of our parties."

"And you said?"

"I kind of froze up, actually. Doug then told me that they'd watched the last couple of parties, at least what they could see. He said the two of them fucked and pretended to be with various people that they could see around the patio. That was when the decided to horn their way into one of our parties to see what it's really like first hand, so to speak."

"And Penny said?"

"Penny apparently said, 'I can't wait'." He grinned.

"Got it. Tonight, I've arranged to start the night with my dinner companion -- Kim. When you see that we've finished, if you want, you should come over and replace me. I'd save up some of your vitamin pills, too. I just think that she's going to be one of our more energetic acquaintances."

Ross nodded, "I took my entire cocktail of drugs, vitamins, and supplements this afternoon. If I don't perform with my 'A game', it won't be for lack of trying. I'll do fine, I think."

I chuckled, "I did the same thing. There are more females than males here tonight. I think we have a lot of work to keep them all happy. I hope our male neighbor holds up his end of things."

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Couples grouped together.

Dave Toller and Crystal Wolcott -- cyber security expert/Ross's son & flight attendant/runs Crystal Blue Photography (CBP).

Ross Toller & Trish Wolcott -- Investment manager/Dave's father & nurse/Crystal's older sister.

Greg Caldwell & Darlene Mentis -- Lawyer & nurse. She works w Trish.

Mitch & Deborah Singer -- Runs Silver's Gym & flight attendant.

Molly & Jake Walters -- private porn client of CBP & kinky husband.