Destinbury

"Check that out Art," Owen said pointing across the room. "That's Dan, a friend of mine and he isn't going to make it home anytime soon."

"He isn't going to make it home unscrewed either."

"I can't say I disagree with you. Maybe you better pour me a Casa Dragones, because we now have our first naked woman. Damn, that didn't take long did it."

"Owen my friend, I truly owe you, starting with you hiring me that first time. This is going to be a very tiring night for me."

"All I have to do is stand back and watch, and I'm going to be whipped before this group leaves." Then seconds later, Owen was almost laughing as he said, "Well there goes Perry with a boner and his arm around one of the young ones. Too bad she isn't naked for him."

"Boss, the party is very young. He's handling that tray of snacks pretty well considering that isn't where his mind is."

Owen was still holding his smile when Carrie appeared saying, "Hi guys, I need a vodka on the rocks."

"Fix her up Art, and she prefers a double of Gray Goose."

"On it's way."

"Carrie, I see you've lost your blouse somewhere."

"I didn't lose it, I threw it away. I think in the bathroom basket actually."

"Would you like me to save it for you?"

"Nope, I'll go home like this. Well or something like this. By the way, thanks for tucking the bar back so far. Once they all get going it won't matter, but you two will probably be the only two still dressed before long."

"We wouldn't want to inhibit the party atmosphere."

"You're doing a great job for us Owen."

"It's my pleasure." Carrie was enjoying her first taste when one of the women squealed, so the three of them looked to see what was going on. "Oh, that would be Dan," Owen said, and added, "And that would be some somebody's shorts in one hand, and her panties in the other."

"I can't miss this," and Carrie left, trying to walk and sip her vodka at the same time.

"Have you seen Char?" Owen asked Art.

"Nope. I'm a little busy watching the show. Why is she here by the way?"

"Like the last time, to tend to any environmental disaster. You know like somebody barfing or broke glass. She's hiding in the kitchen."

"Well if things get slow later I'll say hi to her."

"Yes, do that." Even with all that was going on, the Destin family gathering would jump into his mind for a minute, and a couple of those times set him to typing a note on his phone. "Well I'll be in my office. I need to do a couple of things, and I'm sure there will be more to look at later, and of course I'll have you, Perry and Dan to give me the fine details if I miss anything."

Once settled at his desk he transferred his phone notes to his computer and then worked on a file.

Chapter One Hundred Sixty Eight

He was sitting there staring at his monitor, but his mind was wandering until there was a soft tap at his doorway and he looked up and smiled at a good looking half dressed woman. "Hi, come in. Looking to file a complaint or offer a suggestion?"

"I'm certainly not going to complain. You have a wonderful place, the food and drink is the best, and you've seen to it that we have everything we might need or want, except for one little thing."

He noticed she was smiling, so he held his smile as he said, "Then by all means, sit down and share your thoughts with me."

"I'm desperate for just a few minutes away from the crazy people. Everybody is having a great time and..." then looking at her exposed breasts she added, "Well as you can see, I'm having a great time too, but..."

"You need a few minutes to decompress; to escape."

"Yes, that's what I need."

"By all means, get comfortable. Why don't I get you something from the bar? In fact I'll join you."

"My God you're just what I need and thank you. Owen right?"

"That's me, and I'll be right back. Mind if I surprise you?"

"By all means surprise me. That way I don't even have to decide what to drink."

Owen was back in what to the woman seemed like seconds, and handing her the little glass with the small amount of almost clear fluid over an ice cube. "This is called Casa Dragones, and it's something I keep stashed behind the bar. It's a very nice tequila, so sip it judiciously or it could put you under my desk."

She smiled as she held the glass up, and looking at it, she said, "Well if they caught me under your desk I'd have a hell of a time explaining myself wouldn't I. I'm not good with straight tequila, but here goes," and as he watched her, she eased a small splash past her lips, paused and closed her eyes. Then slowly opening her eyes, she said, "Very nice Owen, thank you. I'm feeling better even now. By the way, my name is Janet"

"Wonderful, it's nice to know you Janet. Tell me, how did all of you manage to get together. I mean considering the type of party this is, it must have been quite a feat to find this many compatible guests."

"This has been a long time coming. We first talked about something like this almost a year ago, but there was only six of us and we wanted many more than that for a party like this. That also meant we had no place to hold the party should we ever meet and accept enough people. I mean we went after this like we were recruiting for a cause. Well okay, I guess that's what we were doing, but it was our kinky cause I guess. Anyway, we were feeling good with our mix of friends and acquaintances, and then bang, we connected with others and then even more. Then we heard about Destinbury. God, it was like this would be perfect. Out of town for us by quite a bit, and that's a good think of course, plus you see that we're well provided for and so much more. Now here I am and you're baby sitting me."

"If you're a baby, maybe I can adopt you," and he held her eyes with his for just a moment.

"My God Owen, I'm sure my makeup is trashed and my hair is scary."

"Let me see," and he moved in front of her and knelt down. Lightly putting his finger under her chin and gently tipping her head back he touched her lips saying, "Lips unkissed it seems and that's sad, and your light make up seems in order. Your hair is..." and continuing his gentle approach, he carefully brushed back a few strands of hair as she closed her eyes and submitted herself to his touch. Another nearly imaginary hair adjustment, and then with her eyes still closed he very tenderly kissed her and stood up. "Beautiful Janet. You have nothing to worry about."

Her eyes opened slowly, and then looking at him she breathed, "Thank you for your gentle touch and your very gentle words." Then looking down at her still exposed breasts she touched her left nipple, paused and then said, "I almost got this pierced not long ago. I don't even know why, but the urge struck me. Like I don't know why I thought about that, I also don't know why I stopped myself. I do worry about me sometimes."

Owen calmly reached down and carefully taking her sweet nipple between his first finger and thumb, he spent a moment with his small pleasure, and then still touching her said, "I have nothing against pierced nipples at all, but honey, yours are so very nearly perfect that...I don't know. One instant I can clearly see some sparking piece of jewelry having the honor of adorning you, and yet I love the clean purity of your breast topped with its own wonderful and natural adornment."

She hadn't even taken her second taste of her drink as she again had her eyes closed as he teased her brown and slightly prominent nipple.

But then she emptied her glass, and looking up at him again she said, "God, I could just stay in here with you, but that wouldn't be a good idea at all," and she stood up and put her arms around his waist loosely. "Owen, thank you for a whole lot more than a few minutes of quiet escape, and thank you for the drink. " As she kissed him, she introduced her tongue to him and his hands went to her naked sides. The kiss continued as he explored her whole breast and again her nipple as she pulled him into her and then stopped them. "Oh God I have to get away from you," and she managed a smile. I'm sure I'll see you later, but it better be just to say goodnight."

"Enjoy Janet, but if the party becomes too much, you know what to do."

"Owen honey, with what I've had to drink, what's going on out there and what you're doing to me, if I come back here, you better lead us right to your bedroom. Bye love," and she made her escape.

"Hi, busy?" Char asked poking her head into his office.

"Not at all, come in. Getting bored?"

"Yes and no. I talked to Art for a minute, but I didn't want to encourage him too much. Then I hid in a corner and watched the crazy celebrants getting crazier. I'm not enthralled with naked women, but I was enjoying watching them dream up silly excuses to take something off, and my God, poor Perry, Dan and Scott...well and the other now naked waiters to be sure might need medical attention before this is over. Women can get so nasty and dirty minded sometimes," and she smiled and sat down. "I wouldn't even recommend that you go out past the bar area."

"I'll take your words to heart. Why are you still dressed?"

"Why? One word. Art. That sweetheart wouldn't leave me alone if I undressed, and you'd lose a bartender."

"But otherwise you would, even with Perry, Dan and the other waiters here?"

"It isn't likely they would see me, and if they did, so what? They're surrounded by nearly naked women even now. You'll have food left over, because nobody has time or interest for eating now."

"Char would you be available next weekend?"

"I thought you had your...I believe you said, you're perverted and screwed up family...anyway, they'll be here, right?"

"Correct, but I'd like to make this a special weekend for them. Well and Dad has made it clear he want's to meet you."

"You sweet liar."

"I'm not lying."

"So what did you tell him about me? What lies?"

"I told him that you're sweet and loveable, charming sexy and you like to be naked most if not all the time."

"Thank you very much, but you didn't tell him that last part."

"My father is a founding member in the perverts club, and yes that's exactly what I told him. Well that and I think you're sexy beyond words."

"Great, so he'll see me and ask where the real Char is."

"You'll really like him, I promise."

"How many will be here?"

"That's a good question. Three cousins with husbands, Mom, Dad, my Aunt Eva, June, and maybe Wendy and Rita. I think that's all of them anyway."

"So a dozen or more."

"Right, and I'll have the caterers bring us something to keep us going for a couple of days. Oh, and I think Molly will be here."

"How many staying here?"

"Ten counting me I think."

"That fills the house then."

"It does, so if you want to bring in some help I'm fine with that."

"Probably not, but let's see how it goes with them." Then standing up she said, "Okay, back to work for me."

Chapter One Hundred Sixty Nine

"Hi, letting you know I'm here."

"Hi Molly, been here long?"

"Awhile. I came back here to say hi, but Char was here so went back to watch the chaos with Art."

"You look pretty damn hot."

"Thanks. I didn't want to be the only dressed woman here, but of course I have to be, so I went for slightly revealing as a compromise."

"Oh honey, feel free to be naked."

"I don't think so. So the party is taking care of itself, so tell me what's going on that I need to know about?"

"I think you and I are pretty up to date. Oh, could I talk you into coming over next weekend to meet my family?"

Giving Owen a sour look she asked him, "Really?"

"Okay, you don't have to, but you said you wanted to meet my porn actor dad."

"Oh God, that's right. Yes, I'll come, but I won't stay long."

"Whatever works for you."

"Oh...a question of some importance."

"Shoot."

"Will they be naked? Will you be naked? Even bigger, will the ex porn actor be naked?"

"I don't know, I don't know and I don't know."

"But they...you...my God, all of you could be."

"We could be. Even Char for that matter."

"I just have to witness this, but don't expect me to undress."

"I won't expect that, but I'll fervently wish for that."

"Everything seems to be going great, but want me to stay?"

"Well if you're not going to get undressed, I guess that's up to you."

"You're not undressed."

"I was warned not to do that or I might be mauled and pawed by our out of control guests, but I will if you will."

"It would be fun to see you thrown to the crazy women, but I have to pass. You and I have talked about what might happen if we're both naked again."

"Sorry, but I see that as a very good thing."

She smiled at that and said, "Thanks, and I mean that, but like we said, not a healthy idea."

"I know. Okay, and I don't blame you for not staying just to stand around and watch others get drunk and naked."

"I could say something to that, but then you and I would just get started again. Okay sexy boss, I'll stick for a few minutes and then I'm out of here."

As she was leaving, he told her, "Hey, you really do look smoking hot, and thanks."

"Thanks Owen, and I mean that. Bye."

Molly was still in the hallway when she heard Owen say, "Well damn, not again," and she stopped, paused and then went back.

"Something wrong Owen?"

"I don't know. Look at this," and turning his monitor a little he showed her a photo that he had just received. "Damn."

"Wait, you're getting a very sexy photo of a nice looking woman and you're upset?"

"Well not upset exactly, but...who the hell is she?"

"You expect me to know that?"

"Well no, but damn it."

"So you're saying you don't know who she is, right?"

"I don't have a clue. I'm very willing to stare at her, but who am I staring at? How did she get my e-mail address? Why is she doing this anonymously?"

"You have a nice mystery I'd say. I take it this isn't the first time then."

"Just one other a few days ago, but now I suspect I'll be getting more."

"Gee, I'll bet other guys would really feel sorry for you. A naked woman. Make that a nice sexy naked woman sends you photos of her. Lucky you."

"But I want to know who she is."

"Of course you do, and maybe one of these days you will. She just may be married though, so she can't reveal her identity or do more than show herself to you."

"Damn."

"You're surrounded by naked women and you're stressing over one unknown sexy lady. Interesting. Bye again boss," and again she disappeared.

Owen wandered out to the bar and asked Art, "Have you been busy?"

"Pretty busy off and on."

"The party continues without my help and I'm good with that. Have I missed much?"

"A lot of garments flying across the room and a lot of nice looking naked women, and one of the older ones has lingered at the bar with me. I've had every opportunity to study all of her charms, and with luck she'll be back for another drink."

"You're lucky night."

"I just may get lucky after the party."

"Hey Owen," Scott said as he joined them. "I'm going to get dressed and go home. I gave you an extra hour and I have some great shots for the groom to be. Shots like the bride to be, one by one, all but swallowing both of your friends along with the other waiters. She's been one very busy woman, and she's having a blast. I just hope she can remember some of this party. I talked to Molly and the plan is for me to get the images to her for her project, and of course I'll send copies to you."

"You've still got it Scott, thanks."

"Glad to help. Oh, and I'm not going to mention any of this to Mom, just in case you're wondering."

"Thanks, I'm sure that's for the best."

Chapter One Hundred Seventy

After Scott left, Owen finished his ginger ale and was ready to go back to his office, but his eyes went to a fully naked older woman coming toward the bar as Art whispered, "I could eat that all night," and Owen smiled. "What would you like?" Art asked her professionally.

"Vodka tonic please." Then turning to Owen she said, "I was told you're Owen and you own this beautiful home."

"Right on both counts beautiful lady. I trust you're having a good time."

She looked down at her exposed breasts and then smiled at him saying, "I sure as hell hope so, but could you do something for me?"

"You're beautiful and very naked, and you walk up to me and ask for my assistance. How could I ever say no to you?"

"Thank you love, but this isn't for me. I have a friend that I think needs to get away from this hedonistic bash for a few minutes. She isn't drunk," and she tossed back about half of her drink. I on the other hand, will soon be."

"By all means, bring her to me and I'll take good care of her." As the woman walked away Owen smiled at Art and rolled his eyes silently, and less than a minute later he was holding his smile as the woman returned with her friend in tow. "Owen, this is Ivy. I've convinced her to take a break from the celebrations."

"I can easily see why that might be a good idea. Ivy, it's nice to meet you, but let's get away from the din of the party. Art, would you have Char bring two iced teas to my office?"

"Got it covered Owen," and he headed to the kitchen to find Char while Owen and Elise made their way to his office where he steered them to the love seat and sat next to her. That had given him enough time to at least take a quick assessment of this pretty and quite naked lady.

"You don't seem drunk at all, or are you very good at hiding that?"

"I'm not really drunk. I've just had a little more than I can handle I guess, and the noise and with so much going on, I guess I'm just a little over loaded."

He held her hand in his as he asked her, "Have you enjoyed yourself, or is all of this just a little to raw for you?"

She smiled and squeezed his hand slightly as she said, "Oh I've had a blast, and you have a gorgeous home Owen. I even..." and she hesitated before she studied their interlocked hands and said, "I even shared some things with the waiters. Things like I held the one guy's...well his cock and then...this was a lot easier to do that tell you about."

"I'm enjoying listening to you, but if I make you too uncomfortable..."

"That's pretty silly isn't it. I'm sitting here totally naked and I've just confessed to holding some guys cock that I don't even know, so talking about what's been going on out there shouldn't be an issue."

"Tell me a little about what's going on so I can better understand the constant stimulation you've been dealing with."

"Well things that I've seen but not been part of are like...well Carrie may still be outside with one of the waiters, and he was...well he was on top of her and she was moaning and...another guy was with a woman I don't know very well named Dory. She's one of the older ones in our group, and God was she enjoying herself."

"So about anything and everything is going on out there."

"That's a delicate way to put it. Two of the waiters are older too, and my God are they having a blast. I don't know how they can keep going. I saw one of them lose his...well he came and I mean all over the place, because Sissy kept moving his cock. God, listen to what I'm saying. I don't normally even talk like this."

Turning toward her as much as he could, he said, "I don't mind at all, and maybe just talking about everything will help you regroup. Ivy, if it helps, I've had my share of adventures too, so I can really understand what you're saying and how you might feel just a little overwhelmed."

"That's a good way to put it."

Gently caressing her nearest cheek he said, "You look flushed and feel a little warm," and that's when Char appeared with the tea on a tray with sweetener and spoons all daintily arranged.

"Here you go," and she shared a quick smile with Owen. "If you need anything else at all, just tell Art," and she was gone again.