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(c) 2007 Victor Echo

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents
are either the product of the author's disturbed imagination and are
used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual persons, living, dead,
undead or mostly harmless, business establishments, events, or locales
is entirely coincidental.


Luci

Chapter 4

"Good morning, Gary.  One black coffee, one bagel, heavy cream cheese
and one good morning kiss."

I tried not to scowl at Nikki as she started around the desk to give
me a kiss.  She must have sensed that the kiss would be a bad idea,
because she stopped at the corner and just looked at me.

"Did I say something wrong?" she asked, looking at my expression.

I was of two minds about how I was feeling towards Nikki at the moment.
I know my feelings were not neutral but whether they were on the plus
or negative side of the ledger was still in question.

Fay and I had spent a long time talking last night.  Too long really
because I was still running without much sleep and I was not sure I
would make it to the end of the day.  We talked about Luci of course.
And Nikki.  And us.  I told her about Luci and Drew and we made love
again.  It was a good thing Fay was taking the day off.  At least one
of us would be able to function tonight.  I expected I would be asleep
on the couch before the evening news was over.  I yawned and reached
for my coffee.

"Remind me to thank Fay for calling you this morning," I said to Nikki
after my first sip.

Nikki grinned at me.  "Now what makes you think Fay called me?"

"How else would you know to bring me coffee when you still have your
coat on?"

"Good point. I guess I will go and get ready for the day then." And
with that, she headed to her own office and I went back to reading my
email as the phone rang.

"This is Gary," I picked up the phone on the second ring.

"Good morning, Gary, this is Patricia. Could I impose on you for
a moment?"

"Always.  Here or there?"

"If you could come up?"

"I could do that.  Oh, I have a message that I am holding an image for
you.  Would you like that electronically or printed?"

There was a pause on the line, then, "Can you print it discretely?"

"Give me 10 minutes and I will be up."

"Whenever you are ready, thank you, Gary."  The line went dead and I
keyed the phone and dialed Nikki.

"Yes, oh great one?"

"The colour laser on the other side, how does it do with photo stock,
I haven't gotten around to testing it yet."

"Photo stock?  I don't know that I have tried.  Why, you have
something you want to print?"

"Yes, I have a special request."

"Got something generic we can send to it?"

"Yes."

"OK, I will be right over."

I dug through the files on my PC looking for some pictures I had taken
at Ellen's last birthday party and had found the right one just as
Nikki came through the door.

"You have the paper?"  I pointed her to the filing cabinets.  I kept
the paper in the second drawer, but she started at the bottom.

"She wasn't kidding, there really is rope and duct tape in here."

"Yes, and apparently I need more items."

"You do. Where's the paper?"

"Second from the top."

"Got it.  I will buzz you when I have it queued up."

"OK, I am sending a wake up now so the printer can start calibrating."
Nikki left without another work and I stared the imaging software and
got everything ready to send.  My phone rang and Nikki said she was
ready to go.

"Here it comes," I said, hitting print.

"Oh, give it to me baby, hard and deep," Nikki replied.

"Not this morning, dear, I need rest," I replied as the image spooled
out of my machine and over to the printer.

"I can feel it coming.  Oh, here it comes, don't stop...almost, got it."

"Nikki, one of us has a dirty mind.  How does it look?"

"It looks like someone had fun."

"Is it a good copy or not?"

"Depends, give me the real thing and I will tell you."

"You are a brat.  Here comes the real one."  As soon as it had spooled
out I cleared it from my screen and reencrypted it.

"Wow!"

"I take it that it is good."

"The image or the picture?"

"In this case the image, I have seen the picture and I think it is
quite good."

"I will bring it back, but it looks OK on a quick look.  I don't want
this exposed."

She hung up.  Smart girl and as grumpy as I was, I did love her in her
own way.  Nikki came in a few minutes later and closed the door before
handing me the picture, then came around the desk to look at it with me.

"Damn, that is a hot picture.  Who took it?  You?"

"No, Luci did Tuesday night."

"Any more?"

"Yes, but you will have to get both Luci and Patricia's permission to
look at them."  The image was good.  The colour was clear and it
looked like a photo.  I reached for folder and a large envelope.  I
put the picture between two pieces of paper and laid it on top of the
envelope inside the folder.  I stood up and Nikki backed up a step,
which gave me moment to look at her.  She was wearing khakis again and
a green department polo shirt.  She had her hair back in a pony tail
and little diamond stud earrings on.  I took a second look and reached
out to catch her neck and turn her head to the light.

"You haven't worn those in a while," I noted.

She turned back to me and rested her hand on my wrist.

"I haven't felt right wearing them," she responded.

"How long did you and Fay spend talking yesterday?"

"About two hours after lunch.  Please don't be mad, Gary."

Rather than answer her, I pulled her towards me and kissed her, one
hand tracing the base of her neck, the other stroking her ass.  In
turn, she has entwined her fingers in my hair and was hanging on for
dear life.  I slid my hand along her flank and was not surprised to
find the body armor there.  I was a little surprised to trace the line
of a garter across her ass and I guessed she was wearing a thong or
similar, because there were no panty lines across her ass.  We broke
her kiss and she sighed.

"It is good to do that again," she said.

"What?"

"Kiss you and not feel guilty about it," she responded.  "I have been
more than a little jealous of Luci.  It isn't her fault, but still, I
miss what we had."

"I know, I have very fond memories of it myself."

"Maybe we will get to make some new ones," she said, the question
clear in the statement.

"Maybe, but that is not completely up to me.  Back to work now.  Tell
Luci I am up in Patricia's office if she gets in before I get back."
Nikki had opened the door as I was talking and I picked up the folder.

"Back from where?" Speak of the devil.

"Patricia's office.  She wants a moment of my time and I will take her
picture up to her," I said brandishing the folder and slipping around
my desk.

"Good morning, Luci," I continued as I took her in one arm and gave her
a hug, feeling more body armor, then continued out the door.  "See you
in a few minutes."

I rode the elevator to the 15th floor by myself, which gave me another
chance to look at the picture of Patricia.  It was very sexy, that is
for certain.  I hope Craig was enjoying himself with her and treating
her right.  I got off the elevator and walked around to Patricia's
office where she was holding court with about a half-a-dozen other
people, including two of our techs.  I wondered what was up.

"Good morning," I said into the general hubbub in the room. Patricia
looked up at the sound of my voice and looked very relieved to see me.
She motioned me over to her desk and I looked over Eric's shoulder at
her screen.  He was punching keys, but nothing was happening.

"Problems?" I asked aside to Patricia.  She put her hand on my shoulder
and directed me out of the office and into Craig's.  He was on the
phone and looked up with a question.  At a glance from Patricia, he
finished his call and hung up as she closed the door.

"Is that for me?" she asked, indicating the folder in my hand.  I
passed it over to her without a word.  Craig looked a question at me,
but I ignored him.  Not for me to say what was in my hand.  Heck no.
Just on the off chance it was not for him.  Patricia walked over to
the window and opened the folder and looked at the picture.  A very
lusty grin spread over her face and I got a chance to look at her.
She was wearing a teal blouse that set off her blonde hair quite nicely.
Her hair was up in a bun, but not one that made her look severe, more
along the lines of teasing.  Almost saying I am more beautiful than you
can imagine, and you are going to have to imagine.  She had on a simple
grey wool skirt that looked like it might have a jacket that matched it
somewhere.  As I watched her look at the picture, the morning light
shone through the window and through the sheer fabric of her blouse
(I was guessing silk), you could see that she too had gone the route
being followed downstairs.  The more I watched, the more her breathing
seemed to become irregular.  I had seen her naked, in pictures anyway,
and I knew that she had very pronounced nipples.  She was still
looking at the picture when Craig spoke up from across the room.

"Do I get to see it too?" he asked.  "After all, I can assume that
Gary has seen it, correct?" This last said to me.

"Yes, sir, I have.  An occupational hazard I am afraid," I said,
trying to make light of it.

"Yes, I can imagine," Craig responded with a rather droll tone.  "Help
yourself to some coffee Gary and have a seat."  He got up and walked
over to Patricia and rested his chin on her shoulder and wrapped his
hands around her hips in a very intimate manner.  Good man.  I heard
his gasp as he pulled Patricia closer and reached up to change the
angle of the picture.  I helped myself to coffee.

"Did you take this?"  Clearly the question was being thrown in my
direction.  Fortunately I never go the chance to answer.

"No, he didn't, Craig.  Down.  Sit. Or kiss me."  He took the last
option.  Smart man.  I walked over the chair in front of his desk that
he had indicated.  Patricia sat down in the chair beside me, folder
still in her hand and Craig sat down in his chair.

"Sorry, Gary, that was uncalled for."

"Not a problem, sir. I imagine I would have had the same reaction."

"No you wouldn't." This from Patricia as I stayed silent a minute more.

"So, what can I do for you this morning?  I think I have spent more
time up here this week than in the last six months."  It was true.  I
rarely got out of my cave, let alone up to the executive levels.

"Jerry and I have been talking," Craig began.  "He seems to think, and
I agree, that we might be wasting your talents."

I took a sip of coffee to cover any thing I might have said.

"A wise man too, I see," Craig continued.  "Patricia thinks that if we
took all the fetters off of you, you could come up with more than one
way to push this company forward."

I looked sideways at Patricia and she nodded once and let Craig continue.

"You see more and understand more than most of those experts out there,"
he indicated the floor of VPs that were supposed to be moving the
company forward.  "In one day, with one innovation, you have the ear
of half the company and only two of those high paid suits out there
agreed with you.  By the way, they were the women, but I suspect you
guessed that."

I had.  I had seen the picture.  Maureen Tanner was a tall, statuesque
blond Amazon goddess, with a Ph. D. in mathematics and a JD and was a
devil with torts.  To say the woman was a genius was an understatement.
She was also beautiful and while she had left her skirt on, she was in
the front row and had been licking her lips when the picture was taken.
And I seem to remember her writing something along the lines of wanting
to solve some binary equations involving 1 and O, and she always
crossed her zeros, with me.  She was lead council for the company and
handled a lot of the contracts the company signed.  You did not try
and put something over on her if you knew what was good for you.

Louise Hampton was frumpy.  And that was polite.  But as frumpy as she
was, she had a sweet disposition unless you were on her bad side,
somewhere I never wanted to be.  At 50, she had started out near the
bottom of the rungs in the corporate world and was now a vice-president
of our largest and most successful divisions.  She was a shrewd
negotiator and a good friend.  She could swear like a sailor and still
be ladylike.  How she pulled it off is something only she could do,
and she did it well.  She had been very direct in her note to me. She
had said "it's about damn time!  Now come work for me and we can take
over this place!"  I liked Louise.

Craig was talking again.  "Jerry doesn't want to lose you, and I can
understand that, so I am hoping between the four of us," and he
indicated Patricia, "we can come up with some way to leverage what is
between your ears without you having to spend another night on your
couch, which should be replaced by the way.  Where did you get that
thing?"
I nearly choked on my coffee when he said that and Patricia tapped my
back.  Actually, it seemed she was caressing my back, but who was I
to complain.

"The couch is mine, sir.  I have had it for a while.  It used to be in
my office at home but Fay ordered it gone when we last redecorated."

"Patricia, please see that he gets something better.  He cannot keep
that thing one more day!"  I guess I was getting a new couch.  I hope
it was comfy.

"Now, what are we going to do with you?" Craig pinned me with
the question.

"I am not sure, sir," I said, playing with the cup and letting my mind
slip.  "I like what I am doing."

"Yes, but we need to get you out more.  If I thought putting you in a
glass office was a good idea, I would do that, but Patricia says that
is not such a good idea and I will follow her lead on that."

"I can just imagine me in a glass office, sir.  HR would have a fit
about the state of the place within the first hour saying that I was
not fit to be an employee, let alone a representative of the company,
not to mention that I do occasionally HAVE to sleep in my office."

"Well, think about it, talk to Jerry.  I am going to invite you to some
key meetings in the next month or so.  Attend as many as you feel you
can until we figure out what to do to take better advantage of your
talents.  I am sure we will come up with something."  He started to
stand up.

"I will do that, sir," I said standing up and shaking the hand he
offered.  He made to reach for the folder and Patricia withheld it.

"No, you don't get to have it, yet," she said with a twinkle.  "I have
to get Gary a couch first, and then figure out where I am going to put
it, so you will have to wait until later.  Besides, you have a meeting
in 5 minutes."  Nasty lady.  Craig was going to have a rough morning
ahead of him I suspected.  "Come along, Gary," she said leading me back
into the outer office and the crowd which had only grown larger.

She gave a shrill whistle, after handing the folder to me, and everyone
quieted down.  "The meeting is in the Board Room, not my office.  Out,
all of you.  Any luck, Eric?"

"I give up, Patricia," Eric replied.  "I would say the keyboard, but
the one from Sophie's machine works fine and yours works on hers, so
I have to assume the PC."

"Gary?" Patricia was looking at me for confirmation or denial.

"Eric, did you open the system?  Sometimes the PS/2 connections come
loose from the motherboard."

"Yes, I checked that first.  Looks OK."  I reached for my cell and
dialed Janice's number.

"Morning Janice, it's Gary.  Patricia's PC has decided it wants to join
the other machines in my office but we need a replacement before we
demote it.  Anything in the closets we can push into service until we
get a replacement?"

"Yes, but it will take a few minutes.  I will be right up with it.
Have you seen Eric?"

"He is beating his head on Patricia's desk," I replied.

"Tell him to grab the machine off 14."

"Will do.  Thanks!"  I hung up the phone and relayed the instructions
to Eric who saluted and left for the elevators.  Craig came out a
moment later, goosed Patricia on his way by and headed for the Board
Room.  I handed the folder back to Patricia, who walked into Craig's
office with it.  I watched her put it on his desk and write something
on a piece of paper and put it on top of it and came back out to me.

"Well, I guess we will have to use Sophie's," she said gesturing me to
precede her to Sophie's office.  Sophia Newman was Craig's gatekeeper.
She handled most of his phone calls and coordinated his schedule as
much as she did Patricia's.  Generally, to get to Craig, you had to go
through Sophie, and if you were really lucky, you did not have to go
through Patricia.  Most were not that lucky.

Sophie was on the phone, or I should say phones, she had one at each
ear, two keyboards in front of her and paper everywhere.  I know she
was good at her job, but I have no idea how she did her job.

"Tell you want Patricia, why don't I come back later when it is
quieter," I suggested.

"You have a computer right?" she asked.

"Me?  No, I have a couple of underfed gerbils and some duct tape
between the two cages."

"Just for that, I might reconsider the glass office," she said,
indicating we were going down to my office.

Once in the hallway, she turned to me and said, "Craig really liked
that picture.  Thank you, and thank Luci for me will you."

"You can thank her yourself.  I suspect she is in my office working on
the email units right now."

We stepped off the elevator and walked around to my office, where Luci
was deep in conversation with Nikki about something that was not
working right.

"And here is the maestro himself, just as we need him," Nikki said as
I walked in behind Patricia.

"Yes?" I asked looking to Luci and Nikki in turn before walking over
to my PC.  Patricia was looking at the mess that is my workbench.

"What is this?" she asked indicating the workbench.

"Frankenstein," I responded loging out.

"How do you get anything done with this?"  She seemed
genuinely concerned.

"It works, and it doesn't cost the company much.  I take broken
equipment and reuse it until I cannot reuse it anymore," I replied
with a bit of a shrug.  "It isn't like we have a large amount of spare
cash sitting around for my pet projects.  Here, you can log in on my
machine."  I got out of the way and let her slide in behind my desk
while I went back over to where Luci was looking at the workbench with
a more critical eye than the first time she had seen it.

"I thought you had a budget for research?"  Patricia said, typing on
the keyboard.

"It is more of a gentleman's agreement.  Jerry allocates me funds and
I promise to spend less than 25 percent of them until we get near the
end of the year.  What normally happens is some 'must do' project pops
up from the 15th and the funds go to getting it started.  I make do.
It isn't a hardship," I replied walking over to to the workbench where
Luci was pointing out the error.

"Ah, a Shelley error," I said.

"Come again?"  It seemed like both Patricia and Luci had said it at
the same time.

"Not right now ladies, maybe later.  There are two types of errors on
this system, Gary errors and Shelley errors.  Gary errors, are like
this one here," I pointed to a gross misconfiguration error I had made
in the web server and I really needed to get that fixed, so I stared
up a session while I continued.  "A Gary error is one I made, either
because I fat fingered an entry or wasn't paying attention.  A foobar.
A Shelley error on the other hand isn't really an error, more like a
fault of the system.  Not everything is set to work, even though there
are some dependencies.  Like this error, the DNS server wants to talk
to the corporate DNS servers, but I won't let it because the
information it wants isn't in the corporate servers.  Call it an
intentional misconfiguration for the sake of the lab environment.  A
false positive.  In the case of this error," I took another look at it,
"we may have to trick it into thinking it is getting the right
information.  Let me think about it for a minute."  I reached over to
the other session I had running and started configuring the web server.

"So you are saying it will work on the production side?" Luci asked.

"A logical assumption, but no, I am not saying that.  It should work
though."  I restarted the web server.  "It is related to the false
root I created to simulate the Internet.  Now that we actually have a
connection to the real Internet, I have to drop my false root and
reconfigure a few things.  Can I slip in there?" I gently nudged Luci
out of the way with my hip and she nudged back playfully before
giving way.

"Gary, what sort of couch do you want?" Patricia asked me from my desk.

"Comfortable.  I still have to sleep on it and I have seen the current
corporate standard for couches.  You cannot sleep on them. You can
barely sit on them.  In fact, they would be better used as desks if
they were not so low."  I was not really paying attention to my answer,
more focused on the task at hand.

"I am kind of partial to this one," Nikki said from her position
tucked into a corner.  Fridays were traditionally quiet, so the fact
that she was here rather than running the floor was not a surprise to
me.  It was good to have her close by again.

"He has been ordered to get rid of it," Patricia responded.

"I thought I heard voices in here.  Good morning Patricia." Janice was
standing at the door.

"Come on in and join the fun Janice," I said, tapping out configuration
changes.  "Always room for one more."

"Gary, what are you doing to that poor server.  I thought I heard it
whimper earlier this morning." Janice had take up a position over my
other shoulder and was looking at my work.

"That was Nikki," I responded to a slap from Luci and a snort from
Patricia.  "Well it couldn't have been you," I said turning my head
to Luci for a moment.  "I haven't done more than hug you this morning.
Besides," I turned to Janice, "this server wouldn't whimper.  More
like scream and then die."  I hit enter and restarted the services.

"All yours Luci," I said backing up.

"Don't I wish," she said moving in front of me.

I hugged her from behind and whispered in her ear, "you are a brat."
I twisted my hands and gently squeezed her breasts for emphasis.  She
moaned slightly and pushed her ass back into my groin.  The rest of
the room laughed and I let her go.

"Come look at this, Gary," Patricia said from my desk.

I leaned over the desk, craning my head to look at the monitor.  There
was a picture of a very comfy looking couch.  Padded arms, at least six
feet long, cloth covered, neutral, non-tan colour.  I actually liked
it.  Then I saw the price.

"Very nice.  Which VP is it for?"

"Smart ass," she replied with a grin.  "The VPs could only be so lucky.
It will be here on Tuesday."

"Patricia, I realize that Craig is your supervisor," her eyebrow went
up an inch.  "I didn't say he was the boss, I am not that dumb." That
got me a smile.  "But I am in the IT department.  If you buy ME a
couch, it becomes a department resource, and it won't fit in the
library."  At this point Nikki and Janice had walked around where they
could see the screen.  "Furthermore, once one of the VPs learn of the
purchase, which will be about 10 minutes after it arrives, you are
going to have to buy all of them one."

"Nope, you are right, it won't fit in the library," Nikki added from
the corner.  "Although I think it might fit in your office," she was
looking at Janice as she said it and Janice seemed to be doing some
mental math on the topic.

"You have a suggestion?" Patricia was looking at me expectantly.  "One
that I can sell to Craig without having to spend the night on my
own couch?"

"Patricia, darling, I don't think you have EVER spent the night on the
couch.  Craig, yes, you, no."  That got a laugh from the room in
general, including Patricia.

"Well, only when I was sick."

"I rest my case.  My suggestion is to leave my couch alone and tell
Craig that while well meaning, his offer isn't kosher, although that
couch might look good in his office and I am sure he could get good
use out of it.  It looks very sturdy."  That got a laugh out of Nikki
and Janice and Patricia actually blushed.

"You are worried about the VPs being jealous?"

"Of course.  I am not a VP.  Heck, I am not even a department head.
More like a minister without portfolio who signs timecards when Jerry
isn't around."

"I thought you were a department director?"

"On paper only.  I don't have any of the authority.  A point HR takes
great pains to remind me of when I try to do something with
my 'privileges'."  Patricia looked like she was counting to ten. I
laid my hand over hers where it rested on the desk.

"I like my job Patricia, and if there is something I need done, I
have friends who will do it for me.  A minor inconvenience not worth
the fight."

"It works!" Luci cried from across the room and we all looked up,
except me, who gave Patricia's hand another squeeze.

"Of course it does," I replied with feigned nonchalance.  "You
expected anything else?  What works?"  That got the whole room
laughing again.

We spent the rest of the morning working through the various issues
and things that popped up.  I issued a unit to Patricia and to Janice
and made some adjustments so that mail coming into the corporate
system would ride back through the monster in my office.  I expected
that things would blow up along the way next week and I let the ladies
know that the units were not for critical information.  In fact, I
advised against it strongly.  There were just too many things jury
rigged to rely on them.  I was about to ask who was up for lunch when
Jerry walked in to the office, followed by Fay.

"This is where everyone is hiding.  Hello Patricia, what brings you
down to this den of iniquity?"

"A bad keyboard connection.  I believe Eric is working on it," she
looked to me to confirm this which I did, walking over to kiss my
wife hello.

"So what brings you by, darling?" I asked as she walked over gave
Nikki a kiss and then turned towards Luci, who was trying to maker
herself invisible.

"And this must be Luci."  Fay was open and friendly and walked right
past me to take Luci in her arms and whisper something in her ear.  I
have no idea what she said, but suddenly Luci was wrapped around her
sobbing into her shoulder.  I looked to Nikki who seemed to have no
idea what was going on either. Janice, Jerry and Patricia were
pretending to discuss something else.  I just leaned back against the
workbench and waited for someone to tell me what was going on.
Patricia gave me a small smile and returned to the PC in front of her.

"We are going shopping," Fay said, holding Luci close.

"We?" I asked.  And who is we?

"Nikki, Luci and myself," she replied glancing at me and then at Jerry.
Jerry gave her a 'I am not arguing with you' look.  She looked at me.

"What?  Do I look like I am going to argue with you?  Nope, not me.
I want to sleep in my own bed tonight."  The room laughed at my plight.

"Well, if that is settled, we are out of here.  Don't be late, darling,"
and with that, the three of the swept out of the room like a queen and
her court.  I was not the only one who noted the similarities.

"Come on Janice, I have a couple of questions for you," Jerry said,
taking Janice by the arm and leading her out of the office.

"Close the door please, Gary, and come and have a seat." Patricia was
giving me her full attention.  I closed the door and sat down in one
of my guest chairs.  It was odd to be on this side of the desk.

"At the risk of sticking my nose in where it doesn't belong," she
started, "Luci is in love with you."

"I know."

"Do you?  Does Fay?"

"Know that Luci is in love with me?  If she doesn't now, she will by
the end of the day."

"You don't seem concerned by that, Gary."

"Concerned that Luci is in love with me or concerned that Fay will
find out that Luci is in love with me?" I shook my head.  "Patricia, I
could tell you the story of my life with Fay and I don't think you
would either believe me or begin to understand when I say that Fay
knows Luci is in love with me for the same reasons that Nikki is in
love with me and for the same reasons that Fay herself is in love with
me.  So, no, I am not concerned that Luci is in love with me.  What I
am concerned with is how Luci is going to act on her love for me."  I
shook my head again and stood up and walked around the office once.

"Gary," Patricia started to say something but I waved her down.

"I have a problem?" She nodded.  "Yes, I know.  That is why I did not
fight when Fay said they were going shopping.  Fay has a way with
people that I don't have." That drew a snort from Patricia.

"Gary, you have a way with people, don't let anyone kid you.  Right
now I want to take off my clothes and see just how beaten down that
couch really is."

"Wench," I responded with a smile and Patricia undid three buttons on
her blouse in response.  I raised an eyebrow at her and she undid the
rest of the buttons, pulling the shirt out of her skirt and revealing
a teal merry widow about the same colour as her blouse.  She stood up
and walked around the desk to lean against it, her breast pushing
against the material, her nipples clearly erect and peeking over the
edge of the garment.

"OK, lusty wench then," I smiled back at her and she reached behind
her to undo the clasp on her skirt and slide down the zipper.  She let
the wool skirt drop to the ground and stood in front of me.  Her merry
widow was holding up black stockings.  She had forgone the panties and
her bare pussy was swelling before my eyes, the lips puffy and a hint
of moisture just visible.

"Horny, lusty, wench," I said, taking off my own shirt.  I never got
to my belt. Patricia stepped up to me and caught my hands at my waist
and started undoing my belt as our lips came together in a kiss, our
tongues fencing with each other while her hands dove into my pants
taking my cock firmly in her hands.  She took a moment to push my pants
down and followed them to the floor, taking my cock into her mouth
with a powerful suction.  Her hands squeezed and traced my balls and a
finger found its way into my ass.  My cock felt like is was in a wet,
velvet vice and the more she sucked, the more my mind lost all hope
of focus.

With a pop she released my member, stood up and walked over to the
couch, where she sat down on the edge and with a come hither look,
leaned back, wrapped her left hand around her breast, freeing it from
the material and rolled the nipple between her fingers.  She spread
her legs and with her right hand, began tracing the outline of her sex,
the lips were red and swollen and the bud of her clit poked out, a
solid ball of flesh waiting to be sucked.  Who was I to argue with her.
I dropped to my knees in front of her and slowly ran my tongue across
her lips, luxuriating in the taste of her and hearing her sigh of
pleasure as I traced the outline of her ass hole.  I followed the
natural folds of her pussy as I slowly made my way up to her clit.
I gently ran my tongue around it, feeling it get harder and her moans
of pleasure seemed to increase.  She was rubbing and squeezing both
breast now and I focused on her clit, rubbing it with my lips and
tongue, sucking on it like a little nipple and rolling it between my
teeth.  She moaned more and thrust her pelvis at me, trying to drive
her clit into my mouth like a little cock.  I slid a finger into her
pussy and pressed gently, before removing it and rimming her ass.
That set her off.  She almost screamed out as her legs clamped across
my head, holding me in position while her orgasm rode through her.
She released the hold on my head and reached down to pull me up enough
that she could kiss me, our tongues dancing and sparing with each other
as I pinched and pulled on her nipples.

"Get up here," she ordered, "I have got to have your cock inside me,"
she was half moaning, half sighing as my cock traced her pussy as I
stood up.  I felt her hips flex as it crossed her clit.

She almost threw me onto the couch.  I was sitting against the back,
my cock at full attention when she pushed her cunt against me.  She
reached down and put me at her entrance and slid home.  If I thought
her mouth was a velvet vice, I have no words to describe her cunt.  It
was soft and tight and wet and warm and milking my cock as she bounced
up and down on me, pulling and squeezing her breasts and nipples.  I
held onto her hips, and she started rocking uncontrollably.  I could
feel the muscles contract a minute before my own and she came down
heavy on top of me just as I released into her.  I captured a nipple
in my mouth and sucked hard and she screamed into my shoulder.  I
suspect I would have a set of teeth marks there later, but the feeling
of her pussy milking my cock was more than worth any bruises.  She
tightened up and then fell limp against me and I held her close as her
breathing returned to normal.

She looked up and kissed me again with less force, but no less passion,
her hands dancing through my hair, my own tracing lazy circles on her
naked ass.

"Oh, that was good," she said a few minutes later, still not wanting
to move from her position in my lap.

"I am glad you enjoyed it," I responded kissing her again.  "I would
hate to think I was the only one who had fun."  I grinned and kissed
her again and flexed my shrinking cock inside her.  She responded with
a sigh and a squeeze of her own that ejected me from my warm glove of
flesh.  That made her moan even more.

"I guess that means I have to get dressed now," she said with a pout.

"Not on my occasion," I respond squeezing her ass playfully.

"Oh, do you think anyone would complain if I went around the offices
like this?"

"I wouldn't, but Craig might," I responded flicking a nipple with
my tongue.

"Stop that, Gary," she said, holding my head against her breast, "or I
might make you do it all over again."

"Is that a threat or a promise?" I replied kissing her again.

"A promise, but not today.  Today, we have to find you an office,
some funds, and a couch, although I have to agree with you, there
isn't any thing wrong with this one."  That got us both laughing until
I kissed her which started her moaning again, especially when my cock
nudged her clit.

"Enough," she said, standing up and looking down on me and tucking her
breast back into the top of her merry widow.  "We are both a mess."

"Tissues are on the book case, baby wipes, mirror and comb in the top
of the filing cabinet," I responded.

"You are a regular Boy Scout," she said walking over the filing cabinet.

"No, just an engineer who tends to get dirty," I responded watching
her wipe away the visual signs of our recent sex.  She brought a baby
wipe over to me and gently wiped my cock, balls and thighs.  I started
to get hard in her hands.

"Oh, you are so tempting," she said, bending down and giving me a
quick suck, "but we have things to do."  With that she stood up and
passing the trash can on the way, walked around my desk and picked up
her blouse from where it lay on my chair.  I watched her as she
buttoned it back up and walked around the desk and looked at me.  The
hem of her blouse was just long enough to cover her pussy, but it kept
playing peek-a-boo.  I reached for my own clothes and started to pull
them on as she pulled up her skirt.

"Can I get you do me up please?" she asked.

"I thought I already had," I responded, walking over and slowly
sliding the zipper up and rehooking her skirt.

"How do you make getting dressed seem like a seduction?" she asked
turning around and putting her arms on my shoulders, her fingers again
playing in my hair.

"Do I?  I hadn't noticed.  Ready to go out in public again, Patricia?"
I asked kissing her once more.

"No, but I have to.  Come upstairs in 30 minutes and we will have
lunch, alright?"

"Alright.  See you in 30 minutes."  I kissed her again and she molded
herself to me one last time and then broke free, heading for the door.

I waited a few minutes than went to use the facilities and made a lap
of the floor before returning to my office.  I had about 20 minutes to
kill, so I checked the email and send off a little note to Luci and
Nikki, telling them to keep Fay out of trouble and if they could not
do that, to make sure that they tied her up really well.  I got a note
back a few minutes later, clearly from Fay, wanting to know what she
should do if Nikki and Luci were the ones tied up.  I suggested that
she use a vibrator on Nikki and a strap-on with Luci, or wait until I
got home.  I got a lusty smiley back from both machines and turned to
the more mundane issues of the corporate world.

About 30 minutes after Patricia had left; I headed up to her office.
Eric had replaced her machine and brought the broken one back down to
our offices.  Patricia was sitting at her desk, for all to see the
vision of efficiency.  She smiled when I walked in and she pointed me
to a chair while she finished up what she was working on, which only
took her a minute.  She then took us into Craig's office and closed
the door.  While she did not attack me, she was very clear that I was
not going anywhere without kissing her, which I was more than happy to
do.  Once she had her way, she pointed to the small conference table
where she had sandwiches and a split of champagne waiting to be opened.
I did the honors and she set out our lunch.  I kissed her again and we
clinked glasses and sat down to lunch.  Craig came in a few minutes later.

"So Patricia, have you seduced him yet?" Craig asked with a smile.  I
almost choked on the bite of sandwich I had just taken.

"Not yet," Patricia replied with a lurid smile.  "He keeps seducing me."
Craig was not looking at us but he laughed and I looked at Patricia.
She licked her lips and stroked my leg with her foot.  I decided to
play along.

"Gary, Patricia tells me that my offer of a couch is a bad idea.  She
also tells me that you are butting heads with HR."

"I don't know that I said it was a bad idea, simply one that could
cause other issues within the ranks.  And I am not butting heads with
HR that I am aware of.  They have told me what the limits of my
authority are and I have accepted that.  Since I really don't need any
more authority than I have, things are fine."  I took another sip of
the wine.

"No, they are not fine, Gary," he was flipping through a file as he
spoke.  "You are an official of this company and that means you are to
have all the rights and privileges thereto." He held up a hand
forestalling my response.  "I heard the song and dance, that because
you are not a line manager, you are not entitled blah blah blah.
Bull shit.  If I had a dozen of you we would be a Fortune 500 company
instead of trying to figure out how to get above a billion.  Yes, we
could buy some of the little guys and add them to our base, but they
would have to lay off people and that would not make anybody happy.
I don't like that way of doing business if I can avoid it and as long
as I own and run this company, than I get the say as to who and
what happens."  He was pissed.

"Darling," he said looking at Patricia, love in his eyes, "would you
please call a meeting of the Board for first thing Monday morning and
then get Mitch on the phone for me.  I think it is time we put some
long quiet plans in motion.  Also, I want to speak to Louise and
Maureen before they leave tonight.  Maureen first I think."

Patricia gave my leg a squeeze and got up to do what Craig had asked.
Craig looked at me again.

"Gary, thoughts?"

In for a penny, in for a pound I believe the saying goes.

"Louise is probably your most productive VP.  Heck, she has made me a
dozen job offers to come and join her team and I keep turning her down.
I would ask her what needs to be done in the field.  Here at home?  I
would have to think about it a little.  The first reaction is cut staff,
but I think cutting staff that are not performing would be a better
step.  Doing that without lawsuits though is not something to enter
into lightly."

"Who would you get rid of in your department?"

"Rid of?  No one.  Replace?"  I gave him a couple of names and the
reasons I would replace them with more qualified people if I was
running the railroad, which, I pointed out I was not.  Jerry was and
both Jerry and I were aware of the shortcomings of the individuals,
but we also had no way to replace them short of firing them and we
could not do that without addressing an even larger mess of issues.

There was a knock on the door just as his phone rang.  Maureen walked
in and Craig picked up the phone.  I stood up and said hello to
Maureen and cleaned up my portion of lunch. I was just picking up
Patricia's to take out to her when the lady herself walked in and with
a thankful smile, sat back down and continued to eat.  Maureen took
one of Craig's chairs near his desk while he finished his conversation.

"Thanks for coming in Maureen.  Come join us at the table," Craig
indicated the table that Patricia and I were sitting at. "Can I get
you anything?"

"No thank you, Craig." Maureen has a sultry, sexy voice that you could
listen to all day with a body to match.

"Any more of that?" Craig said, indicating the champagne Patricia and
I were drinking.

"In the fridge," Patricia said, taking another bite of her sandwich.
He changed direction for the little kitchenette in his office.  "Sure
I can't tempt you?" he asked.

"OK, tempt me," she said with a swing of her hair.

"That level tempting is Gary's job," Craig said from the kitchenette
as he got two more glasses.

"Is that a direct order?" she asked, looking at me with a little heat
in her eyes.  I noticed that her nipples got hard under her cotton shirt.

"Well, if I have to make it an order," Craig continued with a chuckle.

"Oh, no, you don't have to make it an order, I was just checking." She
sat down and fluttered her eyes at me.  Patricia ran a foot up my calf
and Craig came back into the room with a glass for Maureen and himself.

"Here's the long and the short of it," he began after taking a sip.
"We need to promote Gary, chop some dead wood at all levels, promote
Louise, and do it without violating any laws.  Oh, and the Board will
be meeting Monday to make some changes official, such as tying salary
and position to performance and overall company health."  He passed
her a couple of pieces of paper from the folder in front of him.

"And you want my input by close today?" she asked.

"Actually, I would like it by 3:30. Patricia and I have tickets to the
theatre tonight," he responded.

"No pressure, that's what I like about you Craig.  Simply reorganize
the company in, what, two hours?" she asked looking at me, then
at Craig.

"Something like that.  Do what you can."

"I can do a fair amount in a short period of time.  I will see what I
can do for you and have the final thoughts on your desk before the
Board meeting."

"That will work for me," he said looking at me.  "Do we have any
offices up here?" he asked of the room in general. Me? On 15? Where
would I put my lab?  I think Patricia was on the same wavelength.

"You want to put him up here with all the stuff he has in his office?
We would have to build a second room just for his computers."

"Maureen, what does it cost to rearrange office space in this
building?" Craig asked.

"I will include that with the note," she replied shaking her head.
"But I suspect, if we start something like that, I better have a sit
down with Gary here and find out what his needs are." She seemed to
put an emphasis on the word needs.

"That can wait a few days.  By the way, how are you coming with those
email machines?"

"They seem to work quite nicely," Patricia spoke up before I could.
"Luci sent me an email about an hour ago and I responded back."

"They are in non-critical use now, sir," I said.  "I hope to play with
them a little over the weekend and if they hold up, I will distribute
them for a larger pilot on Tuesday.  We have to make some modifications
to the email system before I hand them out.  I will see you get one."

"Good.  Make sure Maureen and Louise get one, too."  He looked around
the table.  Patricia had finished her lunch and was tidying up.  That
seemed the cue to leave.

"Unless there is something else, I am going to return to my office and
continue figuring out what I need to do to get these things distributed
into general use," I said, standing up to shake his hand.

"Thank you, Gary. Keep up the good work."

Patricia, Maureen and I left Craig to his work and headed to our
respective offices.  Patricia stroked my ass as a way of saying
good-bye and Maureen gave me a kiss on the cheek before returning to
her office, promising to come down to my office for an in-depth
discussion of my needs.

I returned to my office and was looking forward to a nice, quiet rest
of the afternoon.  I checked with Eric and he was working on
Patricia's PC and Alex and Jason were working hard on the database.
They were planning on doing a complete backup of the system, as well
as installing some much needed patches this weekend.  Better them than
me, but they were having fun and making progress so that's what
mattered.  Jerry had gone for the day.  He usually only worked until
lunch on Fridays anyway if he could get away early.  Not that he was
shirking, he put in more hours than I did some weeks, it was just his
way of keeping sane.  I expected we would bump into each other over
the weekend in the halls anyway.  Pete and Steve were cleaning up the
leftovers from the week in preparation to leave and it looked like
Janice had left already, so I was not anticipating any problems.

I thought back over the week.  What a week it had been.  I could not
remember one like it and I don't think I would survive another one
like it.  An email came in from Nikki's email unit.

	Darling Gary,

	It would seem that the larder is a little bare and your women
are getting hungry.  We have decided that going home is the best
option at this point, so that is where we are headed.  Do not stay at
work too long or you will miss out on all the fun and the fashion show.

	Love and kisses,

	FLN

I took a moment and then sent back:

	Lusty FLN,

	I expect you are bare and you will have to suffice eating each
other until I get there.  There are a few things I need to take care
of here first and then I will be on my way.  Take pictures until I
get there.

	G

I puttered around the office for another hour or so and decided that I
had had enough for the week.  I headed for home, stopping to pick up
some wine and steaks for dinner.  When I pulled up to the house, I
realized I did not buy enough steak. I thought the girls were kidding
about going home, but there were two extra cars sitting against the
curb, one was Nikki's and the other was Luci's.  Fay's truck was in
the garage and I pulled in next to it and got out.  On the door to the
house there was a note.

	Gary, we are probably outside in the tub.  Come join us when
you get home.

Fay had signed it and I headed inside.  The house was quiet so I put
the groceries away and grabbed a beer from the fridge.  In fact, I
grabbed an entire six pack and headed downstairs.  The patio door was
ajar and I heard a moan over the sound of rushing water.  As I walked
up to the glass door and looked out, I was instantly hard.  Fay was
lying back against the side of the tub, Luci was sucking on one of her
nipples, and Nikki had her head between Luci's legs.  It was a very
erotic scene.  I watched the ladies have fun for a few minutes then
walked out to offer them a drink.  Fay twisted her head around and
looked at me with lust and love and pulled Luci back down to suckle
her breast while she pulled me over for a kiss.  It was long and deep
and she moaned several times before she broke away and pulled Luci up
to where I could kiss her, which I did while Fay sucked on her nipple.
Luci's breathing became ragged as I twisted her other nipple between
my fingers.  It was only a moment before all the attention being paid
to Luci's body caught up with her and she came, hard. She latched onto
my mouth with hers and I could feel her tremble and shake as her
orgasm spread from core.  She collapsed onto Fay and I helped lower
her into the soothing water, her eyes closed and her breathing shallow.
Fay looked up at me and kissed me, then got out of the way as Nikki
came over and kissed me, sharing Luci's taste with me and then with Fay.

"I was going to go and put a suit on," I said, looking around the deck
at the discarded swim wear, but I don't think that would make much sense."

I opened a drink for each of the ladies and one for myself and slipped
inside to slip out of my clothes.  I returned and climbed into the tub,
the warm water washing over my body.  Luci and Nikki were sitting on
the opposite side allowing Fay the first chance to welcome me home,
which she did, wrapping her arms around me and sliding onto my lap and
kissing me while my cock knocked on her cunt.  She slid a little back
and forth over it but then broke the kiss and lay against my shoulder.
She nibbled my ear for a minute.

"Nikki and I are going inside to get things ready for dinner," she
whispered into my ear.  "Make love to Luci and then come up for dinner.
The fashion show is after that, and then the fun really starts."  She
kissed me again and spun around to sit on my lap for a moment, then
stood up.

"Come along Nikki.  We need to pick up the suits and get dinner ready.
We will leave these two to their own devices," she announced and
climbed out of the tub.

Nikki slipped into my empty lap and kissed me for a minute or two,
also rubbing her cunt against the head of my cock. "Have fun.  I get
you later," she whispered into my ear before following Fay into the
house.  Luci looked like a scared little girl sitting on the far side
of the tub.

"Do I have to sit over here all by myself?" I asked her.  "After all,
I'm lonely and my cock is hard and it needs release." I stroked myself
slowly without affect; after all, I wanted to feel her fingers on it.
"Or shall I come over there and kiss your lips and stroke your nipples
and shove my hard cock into your soft, bald pussy."

Her hand wandered over her breast and she got a far away look in
her eyes.

"Oh, Gary, I so want to," she seemed torn, so I helped her make her
decision.  I moved over and took her in my arms and kissed her, tenderly
at first and then with rising passion.  Luci responded with all the
frustrations and teasing and flirting that had built up over the week
and months and years that she had wanted to let go and have her way
with me.  She molded herself against me and wasted no time sinking
down onto my cock, moaning, sighing and cooing the whole time.  She
came to a stop as I bottomed out inside her and she trembled as a small
orgasm passed through her body.  She looked into my eyes and wrapped
her arms around me, squeezing me hard all over.

I kissed her neck and she began to float up and down on my cock, each
time dropping all the way down and growling with each penetration.  I
flicked a thumb across her nipple and she picked up the pace.  I
dropped my hand to her ass and traced down the crack until I reached
her puckered ass.  I slid my finger around the outside of her nether
opening and she seemed to twist and moan and sigh more.  I slowly
slipped a finger into her ass and she went crazy thrusting and bouncing
on my cock.  I slipped a second finger in with the first, and she
screamed as her orgasm ripped through her body, my cock was almost
cut in half as her cunt rippled with the affects.  I slipped my
fingers out and held her tight as she reached out to kiss me again.

"You didn't come?" she asked between deep breaths that made her
breasts heave.

"Nope," I said with a smirk.  I was waiting for you to get interested.
I got a swat for my troubles and she hopped off my lap, the water
seeming cold after the molten furnace of her cunt.  She moved over to
the stairs and stuck her ass up at me and cocked her finger, motioning
me over.

"Fill my ass with that thing," she said, gripping the side of the spa.
I floated up behind her and rubbed the head of my cock all over her
puckered ass and then slid it home.  She took it all in one motion a
long sigh accompanying the entry.  She pushed back until her ass
cheeks were against my body.

"Fuck my ass, Gary.  Show me how good you can be."  I started sawing
in and out slowly at first, but at her request I moved faster and
faster.  She had one hand on her cunt, playing with her clit and the
other supporting her weight as she pushed back into me faster and
faster.  All of a sudden she tensed up with another orgasm.

"God, Gary, please tell me you can go a little longer," she was
practically shaking apart from the tremors pouring through her body.

"A little longer, but not much more, Luci love," I responded.

She pulled off my cock and turned around and pulled her knees up and
out, showing off her inflamed cunt to my waiting eyes.  "Just fuck me
until you come then," she said.  I did not have to be told twice as I
slid my cock into her waiting cunt and pounded for all I was worth.  I
don't know how many more times she came before I finally felt my balls
tighten and I unloaded deep inside her.  She was crying and thrashing
and trying to kiss me all at the same time.  I saw stars and barely
caught myself on the edge before slipping on top of her.  She held on
to me tight and squeezed every muscle she had.

"Oh God, that was wonderful," she said between kisses.  "You have no
idea how long I have waited for that.  Please don't make me wait that
long again," she said with breathless desire.

I returned her kisses.  "You will have to clear that with Fay,"
I responded.

"Oh, well, in that case," she attacked my mouth, sucking my tongue
into hers before continuing, "I won't have to wait long at all.
Maybe after dinner."

Oh.  I guess they had been talking.  "I see.  What if Fay wants me
first?" I asked.

"We will share.  I think there is enough to go around," she replied.

"Oh we will, will we?  What if I don't want to share?"

"You don't have any say in the matter.  Nikki helped Fay choose some
very nice straps and we decided that if you don't behave, you will be
tied up and be force to watch.  Of course, we might do that anyway,
just for fun." She kissed me again and I started getting hard, a fact
not lost on Luci.

"Oh my God, tell me you can go again, one more time, please!" she
practically begged as she slipped down enough to take my cock in her
mouth.  If I wasn't hard before, I was now, but it was a little sore.
I did not usually give it such a workout.

"I am a little sore Luci.  Maybe if we take is slow," I responded and
she came back up and spread herself wide again.

"Then fuck me slowly, and deeply and don't stop until you come hard
inside me," she said and I followed her directions.  It could have
been 10 minutes or 10 years, but I slowly sawed in and out of her,
sucking on her nipples and watching her play with her cunt and my cock
as she would slip her hand between us and give me a hand job as her
cunt sucked every inch of me in and out.  I eventually came, and Luci
did as well, several times.  We were exhausted and I barely had the
energy to help us out of the pool and wrap Luci in a towel before I
went and found my own.  Luci went up stairs ahead of me while I closed
up the spa and the house.  It took me about 10 minutes to take care of
everything and head upstairs.

I walked into the kitchen and Nikki was sitting at the table wearing a
sheer robe that hid nothing.  Luci and Fay were no where to be seen.

"They went upstairs," Nikki said when I asked.  "Luci was having
trouble walking," she continued with a grin as she sat back in her
chair and lifted one leg on to the seat.  Her robe fell open, exposing
her breasts to the cooler air of the kitchen and her nipples hardened
like little diamond points.  Her bare cunt was open and red and oozing
liquid.  She had an apple in one hand, her arm resting on the back of
the chair.  Her other hand she let drop and trace the outline of
her pussy.

"See anything you want?" she asked.

"Yes," I said, walking over and taking a bite out of her apple.
"I am starving."

Nikki laughed a little and reached for the chicken that was sitting in
the middle of the table, pulling off a piece of breast meat.  She made
sure she had my attention before she dragged it through her moist cunt.

"I just love seasoned chicken, don't you?" she asked as she raised it
to her lips.  I caught her hand and devoured the meat in one bite.

"Oh, I see I am not alone," she said, repeating the process.  It was
some of the best chicken I had eaten in quite some time.  After about
the fourth piece, I dropped to my knees and buried my tongue in her
cunt, lapping up the combined flavors of chicken and Nikki.  She
sighed and squirmed and screamed when I sucked her clit into my mouth
hard.  She dropped her apple and grabbed my head for support as she
almost fell off the chair, her orgasm was that powerful.

"H h h how did di yo," the words were not coming out of her mouth as
she tried to get her breath back and sit up.  She gave up and kissed
me where I was kneeling.  My cock was hard and red and angry.  It hurt
and I wanted to bury it in Nikki's cunt.

Instead, she pulled me up and sat me in a chair and pulled the fixings
for dinner over close to us and fed me by hand.  It was quite exciting,
and I took advantage of the ability to suck her fingers and lick up
the stray morsels that would drop onto her chest.  A loud moan and a
cry brought our attention back to the fact that we had yet to see Luci
and Fay return.  The noise was coming from Fay.

"I thought you said Luci was having trouble walking?" I asked.

"She was.  Stay here a moment."  Nikki left me with some water to
drink and headed upstairs.  The moaning stopped soon there after and
Luci came down, looking none the worse for wear.

"Having fun?" I asked, passing her some chicken.  Unlike Nikki, I had
a limited supply of seasoning and I suspected the ladies wanted me to
save it for more important things.

Luci slipped into my lap, wrapping her legs around the back of the
chair so that she trapped my cock between us.  She had not answered my
question; she simply bent her head and kissed me.  She tasted of Fay
and I knew what they had been doing.  My cock twitched between us and
Luci slipped up a little and I slid right into her.  She was wet to
the point I could feel it dripping down my balls.

"We made a deal," she said in a very sultry voice.  "Want to hear it?"
She kissed me again and flexed her cunt muscles.

"Sure, tell me your deal," I replied, flexing my cock inside her.

"Until Midnight, I am the only one who can have your cock in my cunt.
Nikki can only suck it, and Fay can only have it up her ass.  Any of
us can touch it." She kissed me and gently lifted up an down once on me.

"At midnight, I can only have you in my ass, Nikki can only have you
in her cunt and Fay can only suck you."  At noon, I can only suck you,
Nikki can only have you in her ass and Fay gets to wrap her cunt
around you."

"I see.  What if I can't perform?"

"Ah, that is the deal," she sucked on my tongue and pressed against me
some more, rubbing her nipples against the hair on my chest.

"Are you going to illuminate me?"

"Nope.  You will just have to wait."

Little did I know what they had in store.

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