Destinbury

He wanted to remind her about New York and her transparent dress, but he just said, "You'll have to quiz her about that when you two talk."

"You can count on that. I'll bet I'll be hearing about this little bit or that little omission for days to come as you remember more."

"I hope not. I'd rather hit you with everything now."

"Hit me is a pretty good way to phrase it too." She took a deep breath and exhaled before she said, "Okay, so at that point you're only a few hours from heading home, but is there more?"

"Yes."

"Shit. Okay, what next?" Then he showed her the photos of Alana naked in the hallway near their room. "Damn it, is she totally fearless?"

"Oh she was afraid through everything, but you can't see that in the pictures. Before you ask, the reason for what she did was in part, to reward me for being there for her and for carrying the ball with her parents Saturday morning. She really wasn't in any condition to talk to them. If there was more motive she'll have to tell you because that's all I know."

"At no point have you said anything about making love."

"Nila, we made love several times."

"Several times in two nights? Wow!"

"I mean like more than once each night, but I didn't try to keep count."

"Still, that is very impressive."

"So other than her riding part way home in the nude, that's it."

"Oh, and yeah, coming home she rode nude for mile upon mile. My God Owen. And how did you survive photographing her in the car, in the garden, in the hall and more. Oh and at the motel window. That's a perfect fit for your hobby. A perfect fit for what you wanted to do and worked so hard to do, and yet ended up doing much less of than you had hoped."

"You're right honey, I was almost overwhelmed by one fantastic photo series after another."

"You're kidding me."

"What?"

"You didn't even say something like, yeah I got to photograph sexy long legged and very naked Alana right in front of the damn motel. The only thing missing was she didn't have high heeled shoes."

"I know, and that would have really added something."

"I don't think I'll ever understand you. Are you telling me that you were so into your photography that you noted her not wearing high heels for you and you lost track of the fact it was sexy Alana that you were with?"

"Not for an instant. I was constantly reminded it was her for so many reasons. She really was very sexy and teasing. She must have been thinking about doing that for a while, because she hit one pose after another for me. Nila, I also didn't forget for an instant that she was taking those risks to please and reward me. That what she did was for me far more than it was for her, though I have no doubt she was enjoying herself a lot. I'll never be able to thank her enough."

"Are you totally in love with her?"

"I do love her, and you know I've told her that, but honey, that's it. We'll never do anything like that again."

"You don't know but what one day you might just have to rescue another good looking woman."

"You and I both know that won't happen again." Then with Nila's permission, and as they continued to talk, he loaded the images from his little camera into his computer and e-mailed them to Alana. "There, now when she talks to Dan she'll have the choice to show them to him."

Chapter One Hundred Forty Six

Nila didn't sleep all that well after hearing about Owen and Alana's trip, and jealousy certainly played into her problem. But there was more that she was struggling with, and it took her hours before she decided who she was going to confide in. Then Monday, as she walked into her kitchen after work, she called Alana and told her, "Could you and I get together and talk?"

"I was going to call you Nila."

"I remember you saying that."

"And I was. What's your schedule like?"

"The sooner the better, but we may need a few hours."

"How mad at me are you Nila?"

"I'm not mad at you or Owen."

"Good. Nila, we're sure to need quite a few hours, so here or where?"

"There would be good, but what about Dan?"

"I'm sure you don't want him in on our conversation, so come over here and I'll banish him to the living room, and we'll take over the kitchen and patio," and an hour later the two women were on the patio with their first glass of wine.

"Should we start this with my confession Nila?"

"Tell me a little about the trip," and they began by focusing on that subject. But no more than fifteen minutes later Nila said, "You don't have to keep going Alana, because Owen told me everything, but I wanted to see how much he was leaving out."

"How did he do?"

"Well he was a little light on some intimate details, but I don't think he held back on me. Oh, and he showed me all of the photos."

"All of them?" she asked smiling.

Even Nila smiled as she said, "Yes, and he even told me about your bet."

"Oh. Well good, but I'm not going to strip for him again for awhile, so he'll have to wait."

"Alana, I'd like to talk to you about a couple of points on your trip because...well Owen and I have been having a little trouble."

"Nila, I better tell you that he told me about your New York trip and how he blew up and why and...well I suspect he told me pretty much everything."

"Oh God. I wanted so much to believe that he was so totally overreacting after that trip, and that I wasn't totally in the wrong. But after seeing those pictures of you naked at the motel and of course in the motel hallway and...well all of those. The car and so on. He really tried to be calm and matter of fact as he told me all of that and I saw the pictures, but he was almost foaming. Damn it Alana, that was exactly the kinds of things he was trying to do right from the day he quit his job, and then with your gutsy help his greatest wishes were granted."

"I know. Nila, that didn't even occur to me in the beginning, and I'm serious. I just...well I guess that all started as soon as we got into the car. That's not quite right. I dressed sexy to tease him on our drive to Springfield. I like to tease, but I'm sure you know that, and I mean tease Dan or Owen, or Perry, or any guy that I see as a nice guy. Not to have sex with them, but just to get a rise out of them, and I mean that literally. But then...God, the farther we got into that trip the more I chewed on my decision to even see my parents. I'm saying that I started to undress in the car for something edgy to keep my mind busy. That was more for me than him in the beginning, but that wasn't the case for long. Then the more I did, the more I wanted to do things for him, and then even more. Well you know about what I did, but that's how all of that evolved. I totally lost control."

"So did he, but...one of my questions is, where did you ever find the courage to be naked in the car, and even more, outside of the motel? He's asked me a dozen or more times to do something like that for him, but you know...and then New York."

"Yes, New York where you found all of the courage you needed, so that proves that you can do things like that."

"But to be seen naked or nearly so in public like..."

"Like I was? Girl, I wouldn't have done what you did in New York or anywhere else."

"You wouldn't?"

"My God I couldn't do that. I don't want to be seen naked by everybody. I don't even want to be seen naked by a lot of people. I like to do just what I did for Owen. No, I love to do those things, and more than Dan will let me do in fact. But not be seen. I want to run the risk that might happen. Well let me put it a different way. Let's say Owen saw me in my bra and panties in front of my bedroom mirror. Oh, he would love that of course, and so would I, but now say he saw me strip to my bra and panties, say on a trail in some park. Nila, you know that he'd about melt. Naked in the bathroom? He'd love that too, but naked in that park where others might catch me? He just might drop to his knees. But...okay, so of course he's seen you in your bra and panties a lot right?"

"Well a number of times anyway."

"Go someplace in the car and strip to your bra and panties and watch him slow down and stare at you and struggle to get pictures of you. And girl, if you want compliments and flattery, you'll swim in them. He loved seeing me naked in public places, even semi safe places, but to see you in those same places would turn him into your slave. He really does love you very much."

"I think he does."

"Think? Honey, there is no doubt in my mind about that. Yes, he told me he loves me too, and I really believe him, but you are number one. But that New York stunt came very close to splitting you two forever. What you did, why you did that and all of those details aren't any of my business, but it's been pretty difficult for him to get past the why and how of what you did."

"I know. Kate really tore into me later, and I didn't like her very much for awhile because of that."

"Because Owen had screwed around was part of your reasoning?"

"Well of course."

"But he wasn't mad about you and what's his name screwing...well that's not right either, he was very mad, but that wasn't what made him go wild. I think he got past that lovemaking part rather quickly."

"You don't have to finish, because that's just what Kate hit me with again and again. So getting back to the photos outside of the motel again for a minute. You weren't scared?"

"Of course, I was scared out of my wits. I could have ended up in jail had I been caught by the police, but that wasn't likely to happen at two in the morning, plus Kyle, that young night clerk helped me with information and the promise not to report me, but I doubt he ever looked at that security monitor anyway. Well not until I told him what I wanted to do for my husband for his birthday. I flashed Kyle and allowed his hands on my warm naked hips as a reward for his help. I really enjoyed teasing him, and he got so damn excited he was red down to his nipples I'm sure. I got a tingle from flashing that young stud." He won, I won and Owen won big time. I had a blast once I got past the first pose or two. I didn't want to stop in fact, but I did. Same in the hallway upstairs. Two in the morning? I wasn't too worried that anybody would see me at that hour. Had a woman seen me, I could have pretended to be tipsy, and if a guy saw me, I would have flirted with him and I seriously doubt he would have reported me. There were no losers that night."

"You make it sound almost easy."

"Well, like I said, I have done some flashing in the past for Dan, so that probably helped a little, and also like I said, I do enjoy doing that, so that's more incentive for me to do crazy stunts like that sometimes. But don't doubt that I wasn't very nervous."

"How much have you told Dan?"

"That Owen and I succumbed to temptation and that I rode naked as Owen drove."

"That's it?"

"So far, but I did hint that if he behaved and didn't get mad at me, I'd have something else to tell him. Like I said, I hinted."

"So you have him dangling on a string. How is he taking the news?"

"I got a royal screwing later, does that answer your question?"

"I'd say it does, yes."

"Nila, I'd never say that if you don't start flashing and doing crazy stunts that you could lose Owen, but don't underestimate how much he would love to have you do that for him. Other women too as you know, but by far, it's you that he wants to share those adventures with."

Chapter One Hundred Forty Seven

Owen knew that even though Nila had repeatedly said she wasn't mad about what happened on his trip with Alana, at the very least, she wasn't at all pleased, and he couldn't blame her. He knew that Alana was a storm that had been slowly moving his way and she struck his life with maximum force.

With plenty of time at home alone to think about his wife, Dan too knew that Alana and Owen were on a collision course when they left town. He also knew Alana had more things to confess, but he was determined to give her the chance to do just that, but if she didn't, he was going to come down hard on her. He could tolerate a lot, but not secrets in a marriage, but he was forgetting that he hadn't told Alana about his threesome with June and Peggy.

Owen got home from work earlier than he expected Thursday afternoon and found Char there. "Hey, am I wrong or is this not Monday?"

"Hi. I just wanted to make sure things are in order here for your gathering."

"Speaking of that, I'd like to ask you something."

Smiling, she cocked her hips and sassily told him, "No I will not model for the photographer, only for you."

"Oh, is that right. So you really will model for me then."

"You phony, you've never even asked me."

"Then I am asking you."

With eyes dancing she told him, "That's very sweet and thank you, but no thanks."

"I'll ask you again one of these days, just in case you change your mind. Okay, here's what I was going to ask. Is it too late for you to come up with some tasty freshly made snacks for this group that's coming?"

"It's not too late. I could do that tomorrow, but you realize that with all of this extra time I'll be pushed into a higher tax bracket."

"I sometimes think I should have you on board full time. Okay, while on the topic of income, would you work Saturday too? You know, to see that they are well provided with snacks."

"Okay, but that won't keep me very busy at all I'm sure." Then smiling she said, "That means I'll get to peek in on the action, right?"

"You can peek as much as you want as long as you make it look like you're seeing to their needs."

"I'm really curious about how that works. I mean with naked models and guys with their cameras. Are they young or old?"

"I have no idea, but Frank Bonneman, the guy I've dealt with, is maybe forty five or so and decent enough looking. If you find self confidence sexy, then you'd see him as quite sexy."

"Well I do, and that means I see you as quite sexy, so there," and she finished that with her winning smile.

"Char, you sweetheart, thank you. Okay, so they'll be here at two Saturday."

"Then I'll be here at one." Her smile bloomed again as she told him, "And Owen, thanks. I'm looking forward to this."

"Will hubby complain?"

"Oh hell no, he'll be glad to have me out of the house. Oh, and what would you like me to wear?"

"Just an apron."

She was smiling as she stared at him and asked, "Let me guess, you mean that's all you want me to wear."

"Well no, high heels too."

"You are a total shit. I can't just swish around here in just an apron."

"Okay, a tiny black and white French maid costume with high heels and a garter high on your leg."

"I can't see that happening either, but you're getting closer."

"Oh? Okay then how about a...I know, a tiny, like eight inch tiny, skirt with very sexy lacy panties and..."

"You're so bad. I'll come up with something boss."

"Maybe after they leave you and I can enjoy a swim."

With eyes dancing and her cheeks flushing just a little, she told him, "Now doesn't that sound nice," and she got up. "I better start thinking about what I'll provide the perverts with the cameras."

"Hey, your boss takes those kinds of photos."

"Right, and guess what? You're a pervert."

He stood up then saying, "Damn right I am. Later sexy," and she smiled and watched him leave.

Char was back well before one o'clock Saturday, and Owen could see that she was almost singing as she flitted about the kitchen. But more than that, she almost caught him smiling as he checked her out. Skirt shorter than anything he'd ever seen her wear, dangerously low cut blouse, no bra that he could detect, and heels. Of course with her more pendulous breasts she wasn't in danger of falling out of her top, but she still looked sexy. He was her boss and he shouldn't have done it, but he couldn't resist walking over to her, and as he said hi, he lifted her skirt. "Char you sexy tease, you're a constant wonder. Not sexy panties, but no panties? I never would have thought that of you."

"Why? You don't approve?"

"Of course not, remove that skirt immediately," and then he kissed her lightly and smiled.

"I will remove my skirt, but only for you."

"You're so hot and thank you love, but don't whine to me if the photographers don't leave you alone."

"Right. I'm glad your not into exaggerating. Now tell the truth, is this okay?"

"Hell yes, you're hot just as I said. Would you get the door when Frank gets here?"

Smiling she said, "I'd be happy to do that."

"Now can I at least hope you'll bend over for one or more of our guests?"

"I'll give that some thought, but no promises."

"Oh, and what about your hubby? No complaints from him?"

"No, because I changed in the garage before I left."

"You are so naughty, but damn I do believe I love you."

"Sure you do, now go away and I'll get the food ready."

At the doorway, he stopped and turned around to tell her, "Char, seriously, thank you and I'm also serious when I say you're hot and so damn sexy. Thanks again."

"Thank you Owen, and I'll do my best to help. Oh, and believe me, I'm thoroughly enjoying myself."

"I'm glad. Remember, a swim after they leave okay?"

"I'm looking forward to it."

Chapter One Hundred Forty Eight

The Saturday came for the photographers and models, and Art the bartender was there, ready and smiling as he told Owen, "This is the perfect gig for me. I'll be out of here in time to work this evening. I knew when you called, whatever you had lined up was going to be, at the very least, interesting, and this sounds like it's going to be fun to watch."

"This is going to be pretty laid back fun this time Art, so you'll still have energy to keep going tonight at your regular job."

"Like I said, this will be about perfect. I'll probably even go home tonight feeling just horny enough to plow my lady's field."

"Lucky you, I'll go to an empty bed this night."

"Bad news for you."

"But on the other hand, I don't see any reason why I can't enjoy a little of the Casa Dragones, because I won't need to worry about the guests going crazy."

"I'll cut you off after three or two doubles, how's that?"

"Even that may be too much, but I'll chance it."

The gate was open, so right at two o'clock Char answered the door and Owen heard her say, "Welcome to Destinbury, come in. I'm Char, and Owen will join you in a minute. Follow me if you will," and from Owen's vantage point he watched the small entourage file in with the men studying Char's short skirted swaying butt as they went. "Gentlemen, and ladies, this is Art so why don't you enjoy a taste of your favorite beverage while I call Owen," and as she left them, Frank again studied Char and then smiled at Art.

After the models were served, Frank said, "She's damn nice help I'd say. I'll have a whisky and water."

Art hardly knew her, but he said, "Char is easy on the eyes every time I've seen her."

"Oh, so this isn't your first gig here then."

"Oh no sir, I'm the first one Owen calls for his events."

"Like what events?"

"Oh parties, for example a pre wedding party recently and then there was the wedding of course. But Owen is very careful and discriminating. You must have impressed him when he interviewed you."

"Interviewed me? Well damn, I guess maybe he did in his own way."

"Well their getting their first drinks," she told Owen in the kitchen. Very subdued group compared to what you told me about the party and wedding."

"I don't expect this group to go nuts. Anything to tell me about them other than that?"

"No, that's it."

"Well I have something to share with you my sexy friend. All of the guys studied your swinging butt as you led them to the den. I know because I was watching them."

"You're exaggerating."

He patted her butt saying, "No honey, I am not exaggerating. I don't need to exaggerate. Your skirt swishes back and forth quite nicely, and thank you again for wearing that."