Destinbury

"Well I brought my file with me in case we wanted to play with it, so I could put the header across as you see it, and of course provide the list down the center, and if you have some nice paper I could print something simple like that."

"Can you do silk screen effect?"

"I don't think so. I'm only familiar with the software on my computer. So what do you wish we could show her?"

"I don't know, what might get her attention?"

"Well shots of naked men more than naked women for sure."

"Damn, so that takes out what little we do have."

"How much time do we have?"

Looking at his watch, he said, "Maybe half an hour or more, but not nearly enough time to be of help. It would be fantastic to get a woman to book a party and then afterwards tell others of the blast she had and where she had it."

"I agree, this could be a big boost for us at some point in the not too distant future."

"Right. Timing can be everything, and I'm blowing it."

"What is it worth to you if I can save the day?"

"You're doing it again. More ideas I hope, and I hope they work and that we have time."

"I can get photos of a naked guy and have them incorporated into our brochure. Then even if she arrives before I'm ready, while you show her around I can be putting the final touches on it and printing a couple for her."

"Oh damn woman, if you can do that, there will be a bonus for you."

"Great, where's your camera?"

"My camera? Well it's...damn you Molly, no, not me lady."

"Tell me again, how important might this be?"

"But Molly, not long ago you were going on about working relationships, and if you see me naked front and back, that's..."

"You're close Owen, naked and hard."

"Oh shit. Look, I'm not bashful, but damn, this is getting far beyond awkward."

"You're wasting precious time boss, get the damn camera and we'll deal with the other issues later. I'm going to have to bust ass to put this together, but I can come up with something."

"But you can't show my face Molly, that just won't work."

"Hell no that wouldn't work. Now the camera or let's grab a beer and just give up on having something for her to look at."

"Yeah, me. Okay, okay I'm going. I just hope you have some quick ideas of what we can come up with."

"Oh I do. We can talk as you pose and I shoot. Damn it, I wish you would have showed me some of the pictures from the party and wedding."

He had to talk loudly as he walked away from her saying, "So do I, and we'll take care of that later," and then he was out of sight.

With him gone, Molly smiled to herself and then mumbled, "Shit, what am I getting into. I don't have one damn pose dreamed up. On top of that I'm about to see my boss's stiff cock. What a stupid idea Molly," and then she closed her eyes and tried to dream up a quick story and something for Owen to do while she did her best to get some shots of his naked ass.

Chapter One Hundred Sixty Two

When Owen came back, Molly told him, "Let's get outside, and Boss, I'll need to do some of the talking so I can spin a tale that will explain our graphic candid shots. Remember, our goals are to get her to sign on the dotted line for a very profitable party, and encourage her to spread the word to her friends so we can have more very profitable parties do you agree?"

"That's the heart of it to be sure. Okay, but remember, this is your idea totally, though I can't come up with another one."

"You better strip in here so you can leave your clothes where you can jump into them if you need to."

"You're being too cavalier about this love."

"I'm concentrating on what we have to do in a short time, so stop talking, strip and let's get outside."

She didn't leave or even look away as he stripped naked, and she had ample time to gaze at his half erection, and she smiled as her heart jumped into high gear, but she didn't say anything. As soon as he straightened up she led the way out toward the pool saying over her shoulder, "Go over to the diving board and put one foot on the board and lean forward onto your knee as though you're studying the pool." She watched as he followed her direction, but then she said, "You look about as relaxed as a man standing at the gallows."

"That's how it will be if you forget to keep my face out of the picture."

"Trust me and look to your left a little and you won't have to worry about that, but damn it let your hands droop a little. I say again, look relaxed."

"Let's trade places then and see how relaxed you look."

"Be quiet and focus okay?" She moved and shot, repositioned him and went through a series again as she said, "My story for her is these pictures are of a guy I interviewed for one of the nearly naked waiters for a party we had."

"You better make that totally naked waiters since I'm hanging out."

"Right, but I guess I don't affect you much because you're not hanging all that much right now."

"Well I'm a little nervous, a lot uncomfortable and I'm trying to think about talking to her."

"Forget about talking to her and concentrate on this. Talking to her will come naturally once we get started."

"Damn you're bossy."

"Well make yourself hard for me."

"Do what?" and he turned to look at her. "I'm not going to play with myself."

"Oh great, any other guy would smile and say, watch this baby, and jerk off."

"Damn you have a crude side."

"I can be more crude if that would help."

"That won't help now, but I challenge you to doing that for me another day."

"Okay damn it," and she put her camera down, and as he watched her in stunned silence she stripped to the waist. "It looks like this is helping you a little, but my ego isn't exactly singing right now."

"I'm sorry Molly, but this is all so totally fast and weird. You look so hot honest, but I'm struggling."

"Shit," and she went over to him. "Hold this handsome, and kneeling down she took his cock in her hand. He was hard in seconds, but she stayed with him and even slipped the tip of his cock into her mouth and tasted him. When she stood up again, her voice was much softer as she said, "Sorry to leave you like that Owen," and she quickly moved back and worked feverishly to pose him and get what she could. All very amateur, but with her story that wouldn't matter. "Owen honey, please just hold your cock for a couple of shots," and he quickly took himself in hand and even stroked it without thinking. "Yes baby, like that. I don't know about this Carrie woman, but you're getting to me lover."

"You strip and we'll get a shot of both of us in a sexy embrace."

"You can't be serious."

"But I am. You can't deny that she might like to see that."

"Well okay, but Owen..."

"We don't have time to get into something we shouldn't, and later we'll have had time to settle down and act like adults."

"Baby, we are acting like adults. Daring naked adults. Can you get this damn camera positioned so our faces don't show?"

"Sure," and he joined her and took the camera. "Want me to help you undress?"

"No."

"Damn that is something that would look great though."

"Okay, yes that would be sexy, but...never mind, just get the camera ready honey, because we don't have much time left."

"Okay, you'll have to step back a little. Right, okay. I can...damn Molly, you look so good baby."

"Thank you Owen, but please hurry, or one of us will be answering the door in the nude."

"Get ready. The timer is set so I'll run to you and we'll go into an embrace." He touched the exposure button and ran to Molly, and they fell into their first naked embrace just as the camera clicked. "Got it, but we better get more than one." Then running back to the camera he told her, "We'll make this one a little different this time," and then he was running back to her. She grabbed his cock and they did what they could to be close to each other within the ten second limit. But then they fell into a lingering kiss as she held him in her hand and his hand found her ass. "Shit," he whispered, "Can we do this again Molly?"

"I guess we have to, but I'm going to be a mess."

"You'll have to answer the door while I try to coax my boner into going soft, when that's the last thing I want to do."

One more time with the timer, but this time as she grabbed him he slipped his hand between her legs and she whispered to him, "Oh fuck Owen," and the camera clicked yet again. They removed their hands from each other, but their embrace continued as she pushed into his hardness as they kissed again. "Wait," she softly told him. "Oh God Owen wait, we've done far too much and I want so much more, but...damn it, go get dressed and I'll do the same. I'll do my best to get my head straight and answer the door. We really have to talk later." Then she realized they couldn't even use the photos of them together, because her cover story was the waiter she was interviewing, not a couple in the middle of foreplay.

Chapter One Hundred Sixty Three

"Welcome," Molly said to the woman at the door. I'm Molly, and you must be Carrie. Come in."

"Thank you. I expected Owen to answer the door."

"He'll be joining us in a minute. I'm his party planner, but in truth we work as a team."

"You help coordinate and plan adult rated parties?"

"That's right. What can I get you to drink? Water, something soft, or a rum and Coke maybe?"

"If you have a good vodka, I'd love about two fingers of that on ice."

"Let's go to the bar and I'll see that both of us have a vodka on the rocks." Molly wasn't even fond of vodka, but for the cause she would make an exception, though not two fingers of the damn stuff.

Molly went about pouring the vodka as Carrie slid onto a barstool and asked, "How did you ever get into planning adult parties?"

Molly quickly smiled as she almost told the truth saying, "I was tired of dealing with seminars and conventions. Boring is what that was. Oh I still do some of that to pay the bills, but when a friend told me that Owen was looking for a planner and about the type of parties, I couldn't apply fast enough."

"And now?" Carrie asked smiling before tasting her vodka.

"And now I'm hooked. It isn't even like work for me. But what about you Carrie? We've never had a woman asking about our type of party."

"That doesn't surprise me I guess, but why not is what I decided. I have a good friend that's getting married. I should say married again," and she smiled and enjoyed another sample of her drink. "Anyway, it's like blending two families in a way. She has a group of friends that I see on occasion, the same with me, and then we have a larger group of shared friends."

"It sounds like you're blessed with a large number of friends Carrie."

"I really am, but of course there are friends and then the ones like Anna."

"Really close friends."

"Oh yes."

"Oh good, here he is, Owen this is Carrie Lockwood."

"Very nice to meet you Carrie, and I see Molly is taking good care of you."

"Yes she is."

Molly was almost quick as she moved from behind the bar, handed him her drink and said, "I better turn this over to you Owen. Carrie if you'll excuse me I have something I have to complete, but I'll be back well before you leave I'm sure."

"It's very nice to meet you," Owen said smiling as he moved behind the bar. He wanted to be able to study Carrie as they dove into very adult subject matter.

"Nice to meet you Owen, and Molly, thank you."

"My pleasure Carrie."

Then turning to Owen she said, "You have a very nice assistant."

"She's one of a kind Carrie, and I'm very fortunate to have her with me."

"I know it's late in the day to be conducting business, and thank you for being so accommodating."

"It's our pleasure. We do everything we can to provide our clients with the best of everything. The best booze, the best caterers, wait staff, limos for transportation if needed or desired and more."

"That fits with what I was told. I mentioned Cliff and it was obvious you know him."

"Oh yes. Cliff is my father."

"No," she said smiling as she leaned over the bar. "Really?"

Owen too was smiling as he said, "Yes, and I was quite surprised when you mentioned his name, but now because of him, I get to meet you." Then raising his glass he said, "So here's to good old Dad," and he tasted the vodka.

Owen walked her through the house and outside, and mentioned, "This is a nine hundred thousand dollar estate, and I love it here, but the parties make the huge cost well worth while," and on they went discussing parties in general, and she also made mental notes of what she was seeing. Owen had no idea if Molly would have time to put something together to give Carrie. He was doing his best to be slow and relaxed with Carrie to give Molly as much time as he could, but he finally dove into the details of her wishes. "Carrie, were you thinking afternoon or evening party?"

"Late afternoon most likely, or maybe more accurately, early evening until...well until it's over, unless you have a cut off."

"I do not, and though I never have offered this, I do have three guest rooms we could provide if any of your guests get past the point of going home safely. I don't have a license for that, but one time doesn't make this a motel right?"

"That's very generous of you Owen, and thank you, but I'm sure that won't be necessary. Okay, now let's talk about some details," and that's when Molly appeared in Owen's peripheral vision.

Turning his head and smiling, he said, "Here's Molly and she seems to have something for you."

Pulling a chair around to sit close to Carrie, Molly held her smile like a model on a runway as she said, "I'm sorry I took so long, but Carrie, I put something together to share with you."

"Really? Thank you," and she focused on the first paper that Molly gave her. "This is a partial list of the things we can provide for the party. Each and every item adds something special to your party experience. The limos are one example. They can pick you up wherever you desire, and deliver you to our front door in the best of style."

"I mentioned the best of food and drink," Owen told her.

Molly nodded and held her smile as she said, "Then we'll skip those items and move on."

Molly was quiet as Carrie studied the list, and then said, "This is very helpful. I see I can choose the liquors to be served."

"Yes, of course you can, just as with the food. A meal, casual finger food, whatever you wish."

Chapter One Hundred Sixty Four

After studying the list for a minute, Carrie said, "Molly, you have an asterisk after the wait staff, what does that mean?"

"Oh Carrie, you just may love this, but now I have to confess something in front of Owen. You see, we hire wait staff to fit your desires. For example, for a wedding not long ago. There were five young women. Topless and nearly bottomless, but the best part to me were the five guys. Nearly naked guys Carrie," and the two women looked at each other as Carrie's cool fingers rested on Molly's forearm.

"Oh, now this sounds promising, tell me more."

"I will say that who we hire has to meet our standards of course, but sadly, I have to add that we're restricted by..."

"The laws, I'm sure that's true."

"Well as long as we can all keep the secret, we won't worry about that. No, we're restricted by who we can find. We get most of our wait staff from college students that of course are over twenty one, and this time of year we're somewhat limited. But that said, we are very resourceful Carrie. For example...Owen, now don't be mad at me but...Carrie, I interviewed a guy awhile back, and...well naturally I wanted to see how he looked naked right?" and the two women shared another smile.

"Now I see why you love your job so much."

"Let's call it a perk, a tax free benefit. Anyway, I just had to grab a few candid shots of him so I'm sharing those with you," and a second later Carrie was staring at naked and posing Owen. "Sorry I couldn't show his face, but of course I don't have his permission you see."

"Oh Molly, are you saying this might be my waiter?"

"Don't we wish, but as much as I'd love to connect with him, I can't. As you can see he's older than college age, but..."

"But I don't mind at all. Yum, so...okay not him, but you can provide a hand selected wait staff that would be...well bare assed?"

"If you wish I think we can," Owen told her. "But Carrie, I can't begin to get guys to serve in the nude for standard wages, so that ups the cost considerably."

"I'll just bet it does, but wouldn't that add something to our celebration."

"Without a doubt it would."

Molly pulled Carrie's attention back to her saying, "We provide this estate and all that you've read and we've talked about, but we don't provide entertainment. That could take us into a very risky area, but you can provide what you wish."

Smiling, Carrie said, "If you could provide him and a few more like him, that would be all of the entertainment we'd need."

"We have the same taste in men it seems," and Molly looked over at Owen for just a moment, and then went back to their client saying, "If you'd like, mark the things you might be interested in and we'll give you an estimate."

"That's easy Molly, everything but the limos. If this vodka is an example, you're choice of liquors seems quite adequate, and finger foods would be fine. No music in the background even though that's included and...the pool can be used right?"

"Of course, and for those that need one, there are a few suit choices in the pool house."

"If they required attire for swimming, they'd be at the wrong party," and that made Owen and Molly laugh. "So how does this work? I'm sure you don't just leave for the duration of the party."

"No, I'd be here as would Molly probably, but one or both of us either just hanging out at the bar or we would be in my office."

"Oh my God, I almost forgot, tell me about the camera package."

"Oh yes," Molly said quickly. "We just added that feature. A few cameras would be scattered around, and with your help and encouragement, whoever desired could pick one up and use it. Then after the party we would collect the cameras, combine the images and provide as many DVD's as you need. Unedited and not doctored."

"Oh yes, yes by all means the cameras."

"They are simple to use cameras, but they are very good quality." Then standing up, Owen said, "Give me a few minutes and I'll come back with the numbers. Oh, how many would there be. Within five guests either way."

"Let's say thirty."

"Oh Carrie, you're going to have one hell of a party."

"Yes, I know. All women by the way. Well except for the wait staff of course," and she smiled again.

"Can I suggest something Carrie," Molly said as Owen excused himself.

"Yes, of course you can."

"Have the guys start out in some skimpy something, and let your friends decide what will happen. At that wedding I mentioned, the women guests had a ball copping feels and pulling until the guy's goods fell out. He'd smile, kiss her cheek and minutes later another woman would pull his stuff out. The waiters weren't allowed to stay naked, so those poor guys were almost bruised by the time the party was over."

Carrie was totally into the planning mode and her eyes were dancing as she looked at naked Owen again. "Okay so he's not perfect, but he could wait on me night and day."

"I could get into big trouble with him if I wasn't careful," Molly admitted with more truth than she realized.

"I wonder how it would go if the waiters were a mix of younger and of this guy's age. Is that possible?"

"That would be very tough, but I wouldn't say never. I will say that we'd use all of our resources to make that happen if indeed it is possible."

"Then that's what I'd love to see."

"That will be at the top of our list then. I promise we'll do our very best for you Carrie."