Destinbury

"No, I'm just sitting here having a drink with my housekeeper."

"Drink with your housekeeper? Really?"

He smiled at Char as she slid her hand up and down his shaft very slowly as he said, "Oh yes, I have a very special housekeeper. Still interested in the job?"

"Yes, of course I am."

"Come over and we'll talk about my offer and the job in more detail. By the way, you met my housekeeper in a way."

"Oh God, that's right, the naked lady dashing past us."

"Right, she was showing me her best side, but that wasn't her best side for you."

"This has the makings of a very interesting second meeting."

"Yes ma'am, it will be quite interesting. I'll have a possible party to talk to you about among other things."

Char was still slowly toying with his cock and exploring all of him with her eyes and her lips and tongue and he raised his hips so she could pull his slacks to his ankles as Molly asked him, "So come now?"

"Come now, yes by all means, but drive safely. I'd hate to lose you even before I've hired you."

"I'll do my best."

"Okay, bye for now Molly," and he tossed his phone onto the couch next to him. Char took his cock deep into her mouth as she stared into his eyes as he told her, "Char, you do realize that you're playing with fire."

"Are you on fire boss?"

"You need to ask?"

With her lips wrapped around his cock she kept her eyes on him as she slowly turned her head side to side and then began to stroke his cock as she teased the underside of his cock with her tongue until she told him, "Since I'm married and can't have sex with other men, my good side and my naughty side have reached a compromise. I think you can see what the decision was," and she all but swallowed his cock before she had to pull back as her hand went faster. "I do hope Molly doesn't arrive too soon, because I'm not stopping just for her."

"I'm with you love, but hurry because I'd love to return the favor."

"I'd love you to do that, but we won't have time, so I'll collect another day. For now I'll just have some time with my trusty vibrating toy."

"I'd...oh damn lady...I'd love to photograph you with your toy some day."

"That's called full out porn, not erotica."

"I can live with that."

"I'll give that due consideration boss," and her hand pumped him even faster until she not only heard, but sensed his short and swift climb to his orgasm. With a grunt and his hips pushing forward slightly, she aimed his cock toward her and caught his spunk on her glasses and face, but mostly with her mouth until he was spent. Then pulling back and letting his deflating cock drop, she smiled, and opened her mouth before she swallowed. "Nice, thanks."

"Thank you, and yes I do owe you lady. Oh I do owe you."

"I better clean you up before your new employee arrives," and she took his nearly soft cock down to his nuts and sucked and licked him until she felt a stirring. "Oh yes, I could bring you back." Then she stood up and lay over him so she could kiss him gently before she said, "Thank you for not firing me after my streaking event, and thank you for your sweet donation. I enjoyed that."

"You better get cleaned up before you go home."

"I will, but I'd like to apologize to this Molly if you'll allow that."

"That isn't necessary, but sure, whatever you want, sexy."

Chapter One Hundred Fifty Six

Char made sure she answered the door when Molly arrived, and before Owen could even get to them she was pouring her apologies all over Molly. "I don't care if Owen shares the details of what I was doing, but I won't waste your time with it now. There is a story to that though, but what's most important is, that's not the normal me. In fact that was something I've never done in all of my years, and certainly something that Owen has never seen before. I mean...well okay, he's seen me naked a few times and I've seen him the same way, but never...oh hell that's all I need to say."

"Thank you Char, but I'll just smile and put that aside, so don't worry about me. I'm sure there is quite a story there though, and someday maybe we can get into that."

By then Owen was there and heard a lot of his housekeeper's words along with Molly's reply, and then he told them, "Well now that we have that wild issue put to bed, let's go to my office and talk business."

"And I'm going home boss. Good night both of you and I hope to see much more of you Molly."

"Thank you Char, goodnight."

As Char closed the door behind her, and Molly went with Owen, she said, "I really like Char, but she's quite unique."

"Molly, you have no idea just how unique. But she is a gem, and I would really hate to lose her. She's a perfect fit for this crazy place."

"I'm sure she is."

It didn't take five minutes for Owen to tell her what he could pay her and for her to accept, but then they went into the possible upcoming party. "Right off we have one problem, I lost my photographer."

"I can fix that in more than one way, but try this idea. One near amateur photographer and by amateur, I mean a very good one that works very reasonably right now, but let's put more fun into the evening. Buy maybe six pretty decent quality point and shoot cameras and spot them around the place. Maybe one at the bar, on end tables or wherever. Let the guy you'll be talking to know about them, and that after the party we'll gather them and build them some kind of DVD filled with those photos plus what the photographer takes. Maybe those cameras will encourage others to get crazy for the photos and that craziness will blossom into some really bawdy behavior."

Owen smiled and sat up straight saying, "Damn that's good Molly, I love that. If it doesn't work then the blame will be on the dull guests."

"That's right, and perhaps in a slightly more tactful way mention that to your person."

"Sorry, his name is Vandenberg but he prefers Van and he'll be here tomorrow at five. Could you possibly be here on this short notice?"

"I'd really like that, so I'll do my best."

Looking at his watch, he asked her, "How much time do you have?"

" All evening, what do you have in mind?"

"Well since you're now a part of this team of two and a half...the half being Char, but maybe I should make that a team of three."

"Well you two have seen each other naked more than once, so I'd say that gives her a full count."

"She could have gone without revealing that, but no damage done I guess."

"No harm, no foul boss."

"Nice. Okay, let's go to the bar and fix something, and I'll give you more information about how all of this started than you'd likely want to know."

"I'm all yours, but a simple beer would do me good this time."

"You're making this easy on me. So we'll take the beers to the patio then and talk until you know the whole story. You'll also know a whole lot more about me, both good and bad."

"We all have good and bad. Okay, take me to your beer and your patio."

They had moved inside after no more than half an hour on the patio, and Owen wasn't even aware that it was getting closer to midnight as they talked on. Molly showed not one sign that she was bored or getting tired. In fact she seemed to pay attention to every story, and he didn't even try to play down his part in anything.

Owen still hadn't revealed everything, but he was close enough that he leaned back and asked her, "Well, do I scare you?"

She laughed and said, "No, you don't scare me. I can't ask a lot of questions, because you were pretty thorough with your stories and confessions. But Owen, you really showed your gentle side and I think that's great. I'll also say you're accumulating a lot of memories, and by far, most of them are good ones. I can't quite get a grasp on why you dropped out and went in search of women for flashing, but then you even admitted you didn't know where that came from."

"That's a mystery that I'll probably never solve, but even now that's among my favorite things."

"Which contributed to your split from Nila?"

"I don't think so. She knew all along that I was eager to share that with her, but I guess it wasn't to be. No, I think I have too many women in my life for her, and I can't blame her. I hate her decision, but can understand it."

"Do you think you'll go back to seeking out women for flashing?"

"If I could have those experiences again that would be beyond great, but I'm not going to go in search of them anymore. Molly, it doesn't matter at all, but do you have a boyfriend or husband?"

"No husband, but...maybe a little like you, I have guys in my life."

"Too many of them?" and he smiled at her.

"What's too many? She asked him as she returned his smile. "Okay, seriously then, no I'm not swimming in men at all, but I'm not looking for mister right so I can get married. If and when that happens great, but like you with the flashing thing, I'm not going in search for that experience."

"Well I guess we've covered a lot for a first meeting, and thanks for holding up to my long and I'm sure not overly interesting story. But I wanted you to know exactly who and what you were working for."

"And thanks for being so open. Once I figure myself out a little more, maybe I'll share my story with you, so you'll know exactly who or what you have working for you."

"I'll look forward to that. Okay then, here tomorrow at five and we'll see if we can firm up a party plan with Van."

Standing up, he carefully touched her back as he followed her to the door where she turned and told Owen, "Thanks for this opportunity, and I have a great feeling about our future successes. I'll start working on ideas to stir up a few clients for us, but as you said, not too many. We want to keep this a little exclusive, and we don't want to make the mistake of drawing too much attention to your enterprise."

"You're right on target. Oh, I just thought of something else to share with you, but I'll save that until after Van leaves tomorrow."

"Great. Goodnight Owen."

"Night Molly."

Then twenty four hours later Molly was back at Owen's, and minutes later, Van was taking Owen's hand and then was told, "This is Molly, my party coordinator. It will be her efforts and mine that would set up the party you want."

Looking at Molly's hypnotic eyes Van paused, and then looking at Owen asked him, "I don't mean any disrespect, but the type of party I'm looking for is..."

"Don't worry about me Van," Molly told him with a smile. "You won't shock me, and you won't come up with anything I haven't heard of before. Talk candidly and openly, and if it would make you feel better, though I don't often use them, I can match you swear word for swear word. Test me if you must, but don't let me hold you back for a second."

Van then smiled, took Molly's hand and said, "My apologies then Molly."

"None needed Van, I can understand your concern."

From there, they toured the house and grounds as Owen and Molly slowly seduced him with assurances that the booze, the bartenders, food and more would all be of excellent quality, limos were available along with wait staff of unexcelled qualities, though they wouldn't get into the fine details of the wait staff unless he expressed at least some curiosity about them.

After Van left, Owen and Molly allowed a long congratulatory embrace as she said, "We did it boss, we've bagged what promises to be a wild party of ten couples."

"Thanks for your help Molly. I'm not sure I could have pulled him into our camp without your help."

"I'm sure you could have, but I want to think I did add something."

"You added to his fantasies, of that I'm sure, and you added more than that."

She smiled at his nice words and said, "Thanks. Here's to success and another party not too long from this one."

"I'll go along with that."

Chapter One Hundred Fifty Seven

Dinner with his friends was just what Owen needed, and when Alana told him she was eager to hear what he was up to, he smiled and brought them up to date. "Need any more new help?" Alana asked him as they stared into each other again.

"I'm sure I could come up with something for you love, but you might be at risk with ten guys hovering over you all evening."

"I'm sure. I can't wait to hear about the cast of characters at this party. What was Van like by the way?"

"Clean cut, small moustache, about five eleven and a little on the stocky side. Well spoken and confident. Arrived in a Lexus, so he can't be hurting too much."

"Well he can't be footing the bill for the whole group can he?"

"I'm guessing that the group chips in to cover the expenses of their games, but that is just a guess." Then he told them about Molly's camera idea.

"Oh my God, that's so devilishly cool," Kathy quickly said as she rested her hand on Owen's arm. "I'm with Alana, if you need more help, just call."

"I'll remember your offers ladies and thank you, but I'm not quite ready to piss off your husbands."

"Wait a sec, how much do you pay," Perry asked, and they all laughed.

"Just think ladies, remember what happened to my naked young ladies at the wedding party?"

"Oh God yes, that's right," Kathy said smiling as she looked down at Alana. "Yes Alana, I think we could do that, don't you?"

"Well of course we could, and Owen, we might not even charge you a lot for our services."

"Services is an interesting word," Dan said as he smiled over at Owen. "Along with what Perry asked, what would the tips be like?" and again there was a titter of laughter.

"Wait, let's go back to this Molly for a second," Perry said. "You didn't get into what she looks like."

"Quite nice looking but not beautiful, but damn, she has eyes that could make you drool. Beautiful just doesn't do them justice. Sexy comes up short. Haunting comes close I guess, but nearly hypnotic works best for me. Stunningly clear hazel eyes."

"Oh damn," Dan said, "My favorite."

"It isn't," Alana said looking at him in surprise.

"But it is baby. I love hazel eyes."

Owen and Alana were doing their best to not even look at each other much, but when they did, they both felt jolts of pure desire that would almost make them flinch as they quickly looked away from each other. Then Owen got a call, but he checked his phone and put it away, but not without smiling to himself. He'd return that call later when he was alone.

"Okay, so you have a party booked, but honest, does this occasional party make it worthwhile financially? I'm not trying to be nosy, but I'm just curious. Is this purely for fun or is it profitable?"

"Perry my good friend, it's been very profitable so far. If and when that isn't the case I'll stop and not look back. Fun is fun, but I want a profit too, and the more the better."

"Here's to good profits," Dan said raising his beer before he emptied it. "Well that's my quota for tonight."

As the party was breaking up, Kathy had no more than a thirty second chance to almost whisper to Owen saying, "I was serious honey. If I could work at the party without Perry divorcing me, I'd do it in a heartbeat, and I'd do it for nothing." Then she smiled up at him and gently squeezed his arm adding, "I still think about what we shared," and then her window of privacy was closed, as Perry joined her and they left.

Owen forced himself to wait until he was home, but he managed to strip and drop onto the sofa as he waited for the connection. "Hello?" he heard.

"Hi Wendy, it's Owen."

"Well hello sweet one, you've been on my thoughts a lot, how are you?"

"I'm doing pretty well. Dare I hope you're doing great?"

As they talked her voice softened and she told him, "I really am. How is the party business doing?"

"I just booked one in fact. Two weeks from now."

"I'm happy for you, but the kind of party I think it might be?"

"That's our hope. I hired a party planner to help me, and we're going to work hard to make this one a big success."

"Honey, none will be more successful than that damn wedding."

"You may be right. You and I just might have been witness to the party of all parties."

"Owen honey, we didn't witness it, we owned a piece of it."

"You're absolutely right, and I still have your panties as proof."

"You don't really have them."

"I have them, and I know exactly where they are, and I'd love to prove that to you."

"I don't think your girl would appreciate that at all."

"We're not together now Wendy."

"Oh no, I'm so sorry. The party?"

"In a way that started it, but not in the way you might think. Actually Jake played a big part in that."

"Oh God, I remember something about that and...I don't remember the details though. I'm sorry as I can be honey."

"Thank you, but hearing your soft sexy voice does help you know."

"I'm glad. What are you doing now?"

"Right now?"

"Yes, watching TV or what?"

"I'm lying on the couch talking to you and I'm as naked as I can get."

"You're just trying to turn this into a dirty phone call."

"I dare you to come over here right now. Race over here and keep me on the phone honey."

"You devil, you really are naked."

He went beyond the truth saying, "I'm not only naked, but hearing your voice has me hard as rock."

"Owen, you sweet liar. I really do think about you though."

"Listen to this. I told my dad all about you and he demands meeting you when they come up for a visit. Would you do that for me?"

"Seriously?"

"Oh baby, I'm only sharing a little bit of this exciting story."

"Are you baiting me into coming to see you and your dad?"

"I want you to come see me very much, but not if I have to bribe you. You have to want to be here too love."

"I do want to see you again, but I'm a little afraid of that."

"You know that I only bite in the best way."

She laughed and told him, "Yes, I know that. I don't want us to get more involved than we can handle. Does that make any sense to you?"

"I know what you mean, but we may have been a little drunk and under the influence of that damn party. Maybe we'd just relax and talk, and then end up as just good friends, who knows?"

"I think we'd end up in bed."

"Sexy one, I still want to take pictures of you."

"Really? Honey, I'm old and way past my prime."

"Lady, if you were way past your prime, you wouldn't have been so fantastic in bed."

"I do really want to see you again and I'm very curious about those exciting details you mentioned. Okay lover, let me know when your dad comes to town and we'll see what we can work out."

"Great. Take care of yourself sexy lady."

"I'll do my best. Bye for now stud."

Chapter One Hundred Fifty Eight

Owen sat on his bed heavily, because he felt pretty tired, but a minute later he grabbed his phone, and answering it without checking the I.D. he heard, "Hi, it's Molly, are you home now?"

"I am, and I'm sitting on my bed and getting out of my work clothes, so talk away, what's up?"

"Thanks for the visual boss. I had a great idea today and made a call."

"Great, what did you come up with?"

"I'm not sure what to call it without giving the wrong idea, but a sort of hand out, but let me explain what I mean. Let's...hell, why don't I just come over and go through this with you."

"Stop and pick up something to eat okay? I don't care what, some kind of fast food or whatever."

"You sound tired, bad day?"

"Short actually, but just a little intense, but by the time you can get here I'll be in better shape."

"Okay, burgers and fries then."

"And a cold beer, sounds perfect, and Molly, don't feel like you have to be dressed for success. We'll sit out on the patio, stare at the pool or whatever and talk over dinner."

"Sounds perfect, see you in an hour."

One hour later Owen said around his bite of burger, "This is just perfect."

"Thanks for dinner by the way."

"My pleasure. Oh, and I better get you a credit card for business expenses."