Chapter 23: ‘Ready, Set,...”

To help smooth the way for Lisa and Michael into our group of sex fiends, we had a slow start to the after-dinner sex. Sarah and Lisa happily became our sacrificial lambs. Jon and Mike were assigned to Sarah, and Greg and I happily took Lisa. Rachel, Charlotte, and Sandy slowly matched Sarah in the loss of clothing as each ‘team’ slowly stripped away their target’s clothing, kissing and fondling each area of the body as skin was revealed, until they were vibrating like musical instruments and nude.

Our goal was to be sure that Michael and Lisa each knew that while we had some spontaneous sex and sometimes skipped the preliminaries, that we overall were very loving and respectful of our partners. Thus, that night, we spent a lot of time on foreplay and on words of love and affection for our partners.

Lisa seemed impatient, but when she started to help with buttons or zippers, one of us would remove her hand and go back to kissing. She seemed to love having us kiss around her neck and ears, tilting her head to give us more space to work.

Each of the men took turns removing their clothing, too; roughly staying apace with where Sarah and Lisa were.

Eventually, I slid Lisa’s functional panties down her legs, inhaling her lovely and musky aromas as I did. Greg was kissing her and fondling her breasts, and helping her nipples remain erect as she wobbled in the heavy sexual atmosphere. She was into this and without the restraint would probably fuck every many present. I leaned in and inserted my tongue as far back in her slit as I could reach, and then pushed past her swollen lips into the moistness and then licked up and over her clitoris, and into her mash of pubic hair. Her legs spread for me and she moaned.

Greg held Lisa erect as I put one of her legs over my shoulder. This gave me better access to her pussy, and I went for second and subsequent licks along her sex. Lisa was making mewling sounds, and thrusting her hips into what I was doing with my mouth and tongue. I added fingers, and after lots of feeling around, inserted one and then two into her vagina. She was lusciously sexy and I loved it.

Lisa came. No doubt about it. Her undecipherable vocalizations and the spasms of her lower body were classic, at least to me. The orgasm seemed to last over a minute – maybe two. I backed off slightly so she could relish the reaction, and then kissed around her mons and outer labia as we slowed things down slightly for her.

Greg and I changed places. He knelt in front of Lisa and started kissing and feeling up her legs, also putting one leg over his right shoulder. He went to town on her cunt with fingers, mouth, and tongue. Meanwhile, I was sucking on one breast and then the other, and then kissing and French kissing with her. Our tongues danced together. The sounds she was making told me that everything we were doing exceeded her hopes and expectations for a ‘soft swap’.

The other team had separated into Jon with Rachel and Sandy, and Mike being romanced by and trying to romance Sarah and Charlotte. Sarah led their trio to one of her sofas and lay back. Mike started on her pussy, as Charlotte sat beside her and spread open her legs in invitation for him to do anything he wanted to her. His fingers entered her quim as he continued to eat Sarah. Smart man.

I suspected that he was having something close to a peak experience, like his wife. Despite his attention to the two women, he had a hard-on that wanted to point at the North Star. Seconds earlier, I’d seen the women with his cock in their mouths, but they backed him down rather than allowing him to orgasm.

If either Michael or Lisa had any reservations about what was happening, it wasn’t showing on their faces. They were concentrating on the sex – what they were receiving and what they were giving to others who weren’t their spouse.

Both Sarah and Charlotte gave me a smile and a look that said, “It’s time.” By then, Greg had moved Lisa to the love seat and was really eating her pussy like it was the finest meal he’d ever encountered.

I tapped Mike on the shoulder, ignoring our mutual nudity. He looked up. “Make love to your wife,” I instructed. I pointed at the love seat where her legs were spread wide to give Greg complete and total access to her body.

Mike stood, abandoning his cunnilingus on Charlotte, however, his face was covered in her sexual juices. I thought that was good because when Lisa kissed him, she’d get that aroma and taste second hand. This would make her even more aware of what went with just saying she was part of our group.

Mike buried himself to the hilt in his wife’s body as they kissed. I noted that no words were exchanged between them in that moment. She had been so ready for a cock to enter her – any of us could have pleased her.

Charlotte was open, too, and I plunged my rampant cock into her hot body. She moaned and we shared some epic kisses. A moment later, I was in Sarah, pumping away and telling my new wife that I loved her.

Jon was fucking Sandy so rapidly that his hips were a blur. Rachel was beside them, masturbating and urging them on. Greg was soon embedded deep in Rachel’s body as they realized they were both free agents.

Mike had the first male orgasm of the night. I think everything going on had pushed him right to the edge well before he even got inside his wife. I did note that Lisa was also moaning into another orgasm. That’s what we like; lots of female Big O’s.

I waited outside the AIA building at eight-thirty on Monday for Lisa to arrive. I didn’t have a key to my own business. I cleared a few emails from my previous job and read the news on my cellphone. Lisa showed up at five minutes to nine.

She got out of her car and came over and promptly kissed me on the lips. “Just so you know, I loved every second of what happened Friday night. I wanted to blow you, too, but you never gave me a chance. I wish we’d been able to fuck, but we’ll fix that soon.”

I asked, “Did you and Mike talk?”

She laughed, “Only until three-thirty Saturday morning, all day Saturday, and then all-day Sunday. We fucked a lot more, too. I don’t know that we’ve ever been so hot and horny in general and for each other.” She paused and realized that I’d been waiting. “Sorry. I forgot to give you a key Friday.”

We went into the building and I went to what was going to be my office. It was barren except for a chair, desk, credenza, and bookcase. Lisa instructed, “You need to go to CSS this morning and collect your personal things and bring them over here. There’s no rush. Your first appointment isn’t until one o’clock.”

I was surprised. “I have an appointment? Who with?”

“Trust me, that you’ll like the surprise appointment. It is with our agency contacts, so it’ll be an important meeting.”

“What will you be doing?”

“I have to set up our bank accounts and be sure AIA is set to pay its employees – that’s just you and me, right now. I assume you’d like to get paid?”

“That’d be nice. Ross told me that I’d be getting a raise to do this, so I’m curious about what the check will look like.”

“I need your banking details so we can do direct deposit.”

The easiest way for me to supply that information Lisa was a check out of my checking account. She was happy and went off. I shrugged and headed to my car to go to CSS.

I’m guess that it was Lisa’s handiwork, but when I got to CSS, I got a king’s welcome. Everyone was pleased that I was moving up in the world, and told me time and again that I’d be missed. There were cardboard boxes in my old office waiting for me to pack up. Ross appeared and told me to keep my old laptop, but reminded me that it was not secure and to never use it for any AIA work. I had an idea for who to give it to.

I went around and said goodbye to my circle of friends there. One or two alluded to wanting to come and work for me, but I told them that I’d promised not to poach. It seems that most of them had heard about me starting ‘my own’ business – AIA – and doing some independent work. I only knew fractionally more than they did after I told them about AIA, but I pretended to have control over an emerging AI empire.

An hour later, after shaking a hundred hands, I was setting out the photos of Sarah and the beach photo with Sarah and the other women that I loved on my spartan bookcase behind my office desk at AIA. I also set up my laptop, but made a one-page sign that said ‘NO AIA WORK’ and put it right beside the laptop.

Shortly before noon, I asked Lisa whether she and Mike were going to lunch, as I’d heard the night before at one point. She said that yes, but that they were only taking a half-hour and did I want her to bring me something. I did.

I kind of twiddled my fingers until just after twelve-thirty when she returned. Following her was a black panel truck. Three young men got out. Lisa explained as she gave me the box with my lunch, “They’re going to set up the secure computers and LAN. It’ll probably take them the rest of the afternoon. Not to worry, but they’ll be in and out of every room in this place. I know them and they’re all trustworthy and approved.” I noted the Virginia license plate on their truck.

I wolfed down my sandwich and wondered who my appointment was with.

Lisa told me that I should meet with my new ‘client’ in the conference room. She told me that she had just swept for bugs of any kind and the room was clean. I’d never been in a situation where I needed a ‘swept room’.

I waited in the conference room. At one o’clock, Lisa led Crystal and Grace into the room. They were still tan as a berry – like me.

“What a nice surprise,” I exclaimed. I was genuinely surprised. I had expected no one from my past.

Crystal indicated that we should all sit. Lisa closed the door behind us and sat off to the side from the three of us, obviously not participating, but definitely listening in.

Crystal said, “This is business and as you know I can be abrupt at times. My apologies ahead of time, if I skip the foreplay.”

I nodded and smiled encouraging her to continue.

“Grace and I are with the agency. We will be your local contacts, but there may some from out of town that you’ll meet eventually. Only trust those people if Ross, Grace, Lisa, or I introduce them to you. The cover for what we do is the Rogers Foundation that we talked about on Jon’s yacht. Yes, they do philanthropic work, but there’s this other facet of their work that you are now discovering.

“After your technology is installed, we need you to start to do some serious hacking of NATO. You do know what NATO is, I assume?”

“I do. They’re headquartered in Belgium, I believe?”

“Yes, Brussels. At this moment, we are worried about being hacked by others. Your efforts will help harden that organization further and also the thirty-two member nations. Since you are deep into cyber-security, we know that you can appreciate the threat if we do get hacked by a non-member nation, in particular either Russia or the China. Our current estimates are that they’re hitting on NATO’s secure doors about a billion times a day.”

“Timeframe?”

“Everything is ASAP. I’m told you will likely have three new employees starting in about two weeks, and then at the end of May. You should get on that recruiting bandwagon immediately, too. You need staff, but don’t hire anyone from CSS without talking to Ross first.”

Grace said, “While you are doing that, you are hereby engaged by the Rogers Foundation to help us create diagnostic tools for uneducated users to apply in the field to evaluate ill patients for diseases and conditions. We are going to couple you to a medical instrumentation manufacturing company that also has an interest in this area. AIA should expend about a quarter of its effort on this project ... and the rest of your effort should be on NATO, for now. If that ratio changes, we’ll let you know. You can split up your team’s efforts as you see fit – one all on NATO and another all on medical analysis - whatever.”