Destinbury

"Boss, I wore this skirt for you more than them, but I'm glad they approve."

"Well if they didn't, they wouldn't be worth a damn for doing nude studies."

"Try this idea. I'll tell them you're finishing an important call and I'll show them around so they can start thinking about their shots. I don't have a clue how this works so I'll check with the models to see if they want a room of their own to get ready."

"You're proving to be invaluable Char. Great, and I'll just stay out of site for a few minutes. It can't hurt to have them thinking I'm so damn busy."

"Feel free to slip something extra into my pay."

"I wish I could slip something extra to you sexy."

She looked at him quickly as a smile exploded across her face, and then she told him, "Owen, if you keep teasing and flattering me, you'll never be able to get rid of me."

She was turning to rejoin the guests when he told her just before she disappeared, "I'll never get rid of you lady," and she smiled to herself as she continued around the corner. Then Owen really did get a call.

"This is Owen."

"Hi, I'm Molly Chen, and Carl Waxman mentioned that you're considering an on call party planner. He also told me calling you on Saturday would be okay."

"It is okay, and I am considering that Molly, do you have experience in that area?"

"I do have, and in fact I'd like to get my curriculum vitae to you."

"I'm tied up for the next five hours, but if that doesn't make it too late for you maybe we could get together and talk."

"That would work just fine."

"Then I'll have you come here. We can talk and you can see my place, which is where I do my events, and once you see it, you'll understand."

"Yes, Carl gave me a few details so that would be great." She jotted down the directions to Owen and then told him, "I'll see you about seven if that's okay."

"Okay, I'm looking forward to our meeting." Then he went in search of Char and the guests, and found them on the patio sipping drinks and looking around, but the women were missing.

"Hi, sorry to be so long. Does anybody need a refill on their drinks?"

"I could use one, but I'll get it, the small framed blond guy said and smiled. "This is one hell of a venue. Perfect for what we like to do."

"Glad you approve."

Then the guy stopped and asked, "Is Char your maid?"

"Maid, housekeeper, friend and assistant."

"Damn, for a woman of...well of her age, she looks very put together."

"She's as good at her job as she is easy to look at."

"Would she pose for me?"

"I doubt it, but feel free to ask her, but she won't undress for you so..."

"That's okay, I'd just like to get a few of her in teasing poses. Nothing too daring though. After we're done with the models of course."

"Of course, and by all means try, and if you succeed, I'd love to see them."

"Be happy to oblige you. Well wish me luck then," and he headed to Art for his second drink, but stopped Char as she entered with a small tray of snacks.

Owen stayed out of Char's line of sight and watched as she and the blond guy talked. Her smile didn't falter or fade as they had their brief conversation and the guy subtly gestured with his left hand and then his right as he shifted his camera back and forth almost nervously, or that's how it seemed to Owen at least. But then she saw her boss as he smiled and winked as he walked by her and went to the bar.

The women appeared and they were naked, but each photographer had a bag of props, or as Owen told Art, their bag of tricks.

"Tell me Owen," Art said in a somewhat secretive tone, "Am I wrong or is this the first time Char has dressed like she is. I mean I haven't seen her but a few times, but her outfit is so totally different than her typical housekeeper garb."

"Art, you're an observant man, and you're right, this is totally out of character for her. Personally I love it, but I doubt we'll continue to see her dressed as she is now."

"That's too bad."

"Tell her that would you? She's convinced she's over the hill and doesn't have much mojo working for her."

"I wouldn't mind working her mojo," and he smiled as he put a shot of Casa Dragones in front of Owen. "It's time for your first one Mr. Destin."

"Thanks Art, and your timing is spot on. You know Art, the way I figure this, if I keep hosting events and making money, I could have this place paid down to what I should have paid for a place in the beginning by...well maybe if I had two dozen more high end weddings maybe. Oh well, I bought this place because I love it, not because it was a smart thing to do."

"Ya gotta go with what works for you Owen."

"Amen, Art, amen," and he walked over to the patio doors to watch one of the photographers work with her model pool side. "Good or bad, that guy is having a great time, and that model is easy for me to stare at."

Art abandoned the bar and joined Owen, stared outside and said, "Holy shit boss, it's hard to keep my thoughts in the real world sometimes."

Owen smiled, put his hand on Art's shoulder and said, "That my friend is putting it mildly. I've had trouble keeping my head out of my ass for a long time, or rather my ass out of trouble I should say, and I haven't done well at all." Then his phone rang, and looking at the I.D. and then Art, he said, "Speaking of keeping my ass out of trouble, I better take this," and he walked away saying, "Hi Nila."

"Hi hon, is this a bad time?"

"No, I have a few minutes, how are you doing?"

"I'm fine, but I'm dying to know how it's going for you."

"This gig is so easy, that if it wasn't for the naked models I'd be totally bored."

"Nice models?"

"Very nice. Not what you'd find on magazine covers, but damn nice. I'll have a few interesting things to share, but nothing overly racy or mind blowing."

"I can't wait to hear the details. What about after your guests leave?"

"Maybe by eight or half past. I'm interviewing an on call party planner."

"Really? Why? You've been doing fine so far."

"But hon, I'm back to work now, and as that ramps up I'll be getting busier. I'd ask you to help, but we both know that job and you wouldn't be a good match. Besides, your work days are full anyway. I'll just use her, or him, depending on who I can find to hire, when I have something coming up. What we're doing now is nothing, but I hope to have some parties coming up."

"You surprised me, because for one thing, that will eat into your profits."

"I know, but I think it's the right thing to do if I'm to keep providing a top shelf venue for adult gatherings."

"I wonder if a female planner could handle some of the situations you've found yourself in."

"That will be interesting because my first interview is with a woman and I don't plan to be delicate with her."

"That's how it will have to be. Okay, back to your naked models and we'll talk later."

"Thanks for calling Nila."

After staring at the models for too long, Owen told Art, "This has been very interesting, and I wish I could play with my camera, but now I'm getting bored. I'm glad this is about over. Damn, listen to that. I'm tired of looking at sexy naked models. That scares me."

"You're getting jaded Owen. Too much of a good thing."

"Like I said, that scares me."

"They haven't even been in for more to drink, so I'm bored too."

"Did you tell Char that she's too sexy for words?"

"I haven't seen her when it was just her and me."

"She'll be in the kitchen. Go ask her for...hell I don't know. Tell her you're bored and I sent you to her to get you out of my hair. Go chat her up and I'll watch the store. Well I'll come get you if somebody wants more than a beer."

"Thanks, and I won't be long," and Art headed to the kitchen and found Char sitting at the table.

Chapter One Hundred Forty Nine

"Hi, you look as bored as Owen and I are."

"Are you really? Sit down unless you have to get back."

"Nobody is drinking so there's no hurry. Owen's watching the bar and told me to go away for a few minutes, so here I am. Char, I hope you'll take this as I truly mean it. I think you are so sexy, and especially so today. Thank you from this old guy for making this day so nice."

"Art, thank you very much, that was so nice of you to say that. I just wanted to help Owen somehow, and I thought that since naked women would be running around, I'd dress for the occasion, or at least as much so as I could get away with. My husband wouldn't approve even of this if he knew, but at least he wouldn't have a stroke."

"If my wife looked as good as you I'd beg her to dress like you all the time."

Standing up she said, "Oh come on, this skirt is too short to wear on the street."

"I have to disagree," and he stared at her from waist to high skirt hem and then down. "And look at your legs. Damn Char, how do you do it?"

"Oh come on Art, they're nothing special, but thank you again."

"Well I told Owen what I thought about you and he totally agreed with me, so it's not just me. And that photographer that was chatting you up. Do you realize that to him you measured up to the models he's working with? If you didn't, why would he have spent that time with you?"

"Art, he was so flattering and persuasive. He wants me to pose for him before he leaves. From innocent to provocative poses, and nothing more if I don't want to he said."

"Well you told him yes didn't you? I mean here's a chance to get pictures of yourself by an advanced amateur photographer, so I have to think he knows what he's doing."

"Well then I wonder why he's making over me."

"But you will tell him yes, right?"

"I don't know but...well maybe I will if Owen doesn't mind."

"Mind? Lady, he'll be your most ardent admirer."

She went over and kissed him lightly and then told him, "You are making my head spin with your outlandish flattery, but yes, okay I'll tell him yes."

He captured her hand in his as he asked her, "Now you have to decide how much you'll allow? Raise your skirt a little and flash the side of your panties? Raise it a lot maybe. Open your top so he can see your bra for sure."

"Oh God Art, I'm not wearing one."

"Really? Now you've done it, I'll be trying to grab peeks down your blouse."

"Oh stop," but she was glowing now and she didn't really want him to stop or leave. "I don't know, I'd have to think..."

"You don't have a lot of time to think my sexy friend, because they'll be done soon. Okay, so open your blouse...well how far? How much? I dare you to undo it all and just hold it barely together. I dare you and I'll throw in a...I'll think of some kind of special reward if you do that. Yes, open your blouse until your...dare I speak candidly?"

"Well yes, of course."

"Open your blouse until you're just hiding your nipples. Can you do that? Do you have the nerve to do that Char?"

"Oh my God Art, I don't know. I'm not in the habit of showing my body to strangers you know."

"I'm sure that's true of course. Try it with me. I'll sit right here and you test yourself. Turn your back if that helps and open your blouse and see. Then turn toward me. If you can do that, then you'll have some idea what you can do for the camera. That's it, do it for the camera and pretend that he isn't even there."

"Like that would work. Well Owen has taken a few of me, so that might help," but she wasn't about to admit she was naked for her boss and his camera. She would never admit to how much she had enjoyed the experience either, but she almost smiled as she thought about that. "Okay Art give me a second," and she turned her back to him and undid her blouse until it gaped open and she looked down at her breasts. "My God," she thought, "I'm exposed to the waist and Art is right behind me." Then she told Art, "Oh my God, what am I getting into?"

"Great fun and excitement I hope Char. This is all under your control. You decide how much and for how long. Only you decide if I see you or if I see you and then the photographer." Yes, Art was looking out for himself more than he was helping Char, but he didn't see it that way right then.

"Like this?" She asked him as she turned around and studied him as he stared at her chest.

"Yes, like that except...maybe a little more?"

"Okay, I can do more I think if I'm...oops, damn," and she covered her left breast again and gave it another try. "Like this?"

"Yes, like that, but honestly Char, you know what?"

"What?"

"You handled me seeing your breast so well, and to have just one breast peek out was so damn sexy and classy. My God women, you have me as hard as a hammer."

"Art, oh my...you're making this just too easy for me. Okay, just for you right now, like this?" and she moved her hand until he was again staring at her left breast.

"Yes Char, like that. Oh honey, that is hot and he's going to love working with you."

"No, he's had hours with those good looking women and they were naked."

"Okay, but did you notice how plastic they all look? Phony boobs, too much make up and...well they're so used to doing that they just go through a routine. There's no spontaneity to what they do. Nothing natural at all. You're fresh and real and the result will be a totally different look. Besides, anybody that says you have to be young to look good just isn't thinking straight. Now will you show him both breasts before you stop or just the one?"

"God Art, I just found the courage to show one, but...oh damn," and she opened her top until she was fully on display for him. "There, now I've done it, but I don't know about with him."

"Well leave it open for a few minutes to get used to the idea. Now back to your skirt. What can you do for the camera? I think flipping it up in back would be so erotic and yet you'd not show anything at all. Well panties, but with today's bikinis, that would be nothing. Try that and see how you do."

"But Art, I'm...well just for you because I can't..." and she turned and lifted the back of her little skirt.

"Oh shit Char, you should have warned me lady. Oh baby, yes, now that will melt his lens. No panties. You're wearing no panties

"Yes, but I almost lost my nerve. I mean with my big butt and all."

"Oh no, you're butt is fantastic. Show me okay?"

"My God Art, I don't even know you well and I'm about to show you all of me. Art I can't believe this," but she did turn and lifted her skirt and cocked her hip a little. "See, pudgy and not impressive."

"Hold your skirt up and do a slow turn for me."

"Damn it Art, this is so hard to do."

"But Char, you're so sexy, be proud of what you have, and now maybe it will be easier for you with the photographer later."

"Well I'm sure it will be, but I'm not stripping naked for him, that's for sure. Oh no, stand up for me Art."

"What?" and he stood up as she reached for the bulge in his slacks.

"What you ask? Honey, you're so hard that...well you have to go back to your post, but be careful, because it's pretty obvious that I got you so very hard," and she put her hand on him and explored him through his pants as she stared into his eyes. "Baby, you better take this thing home to your wife and give her a reward. I'll just bet she'll be all over you," and she pushed and rubbed his cock and then took her hand away. "I've kept you here too long love. You take your weapon back to your post, and since nobody is drinking anyway, maybe Owen will cut you loose a little early. I really did that to you?"

"Well don't sound so surprised sexy one, of course this because of you. Damn I hope Owen calls me again one of these days."

"Oh I'm sure he will, but we can't keep doing this, because he pays me to work not have fun like this."

"I'll still look forward to seeing you again." Then she kissed him gently and gently pushed him in the direction of the den.

"Thank you Art, I'll do better with the pictures now I'm sure."

"My pleasure Char," and she smiled as he left her and went back to Owen wearing a beaming smile.

"I take it you had a nice visit with Char," Owen said as Art joined him.

"Nice visit? Damn it, check this out. I talked her right out of her clothes."

"You must be joking."

"Oh no, she's decided she'll pose for that photographer because I told the truth about how nice I think she looks and pumped it up and kept at her until I saw all of her a little at a time. Damn, she does look nice too."

"Well hell, so now you've seen my housekeeper naked. You're the man Art."

"She isn't wearing a bra, did you know that?"

"Well no," he lied, "That's news to me. Am I supposed to know this so I can tease her, or is this a secret?"

"She didn't say, so I don't know."

The models appeared dressed and looking relaxed, and opted for cans of Coke to sip on. The photographers looked more used up than relaxed, and they too passed on more booze, so within minutes, Art said goodbye and left. That just left the blond photographer, and Char joined them "Are you sure you want to waste your time with me Jim?"

"I won't be wasting my time at all. Mind if we go ahead?" he asked Owen.

"I don't mind, go for it. Mind if I watch?

"Of course not. "Char, let's start out at the pool."

"Great, I'm a little warm and soothing warm pool water will feel great."

Before Owen could even get comfortable, Char stripped naked and dove in and came up on the far side of the pool. "Wait there," Jim said and ran around to her and began taking pictures of her while Owen smiled and watched as he called Nila.

"Hi, it's me. I'm sitting here watching Char pose for one of the photographers and she's totally naked. I mean like boom and she was naked."

"In front of you?"

"She didn't flinch or even look at me. She looks pretty damn nice for an older woman. Jim the photographer is burning memory as we talk."

"I wonder if you'll get to see the results."

"I hope so. He's working pretty hard with her." They talked for a few minutes but then he said, "Oh wait, we're moving inside," and he followed them and continued to talk to Nila. "The party planner will be here soon, so I may have to let them do their thing without me."

"What if she sees them...Char naked?"

"I may make that happen to make the point about what she could be getting into."

"That might not be all bad. Besides, you'll get to see more of Char too."

"I know, I get pretty lucky sometimes."

"Sometimes? Honey, you're the luckiest guy I've ever known or heard of."

"I guess they changed their mind and now we're...oh boy, we're headed to the guest bedroom."

"No, she wouldn't go that far...would she?"

"Baby, I have no idea what she'll do. This is all her thing and I'm not even sure she's aware that I'm watching."

"Well don't hang up now. I want to hear what happens next."

"Maybe I should take my clothes off in support of her."

"Oh no you don't, you'll be in bed with her and he'll be catching hot shots of the two of you making love."

"Nah, that wouldn't happen I'm sure. Well maybe I'm not so sure after all."

"Very funny, you just keep talking baby."

"Oh. Well it looks like they're going to do some hot shots, but nothing obscene like I was hoping for."

"Oh stop, you're such a pervert."

"I love you too and...oh, there's the door honey, I have to go."

"Wait. Are you sure that's all they're doing?"

"That's all right now, but they aren't done, so I'll just have to ask her later."

"You wouldn't ask her would you?"

"Damn right I would. Bye, talk to you later," and he opened the door.

Chapter One Hundred Fifty



"Hi, you must be Molly. I'm Owen, come in."

"Hi," and he worked not to stare at her bright hazel eyes.

"Forgive me, but I was fully expecting to see..."

"An Asian American right?"

"Right," and they moved inside.

"Well it's like this," she told him. The Chen family came here many years ago and are quite Americanized, so the Asian influence has been quite diluted. I have more nationalities coursing through my veins than I can remember."