Chapter 10: Thirtieth Floor Barbecue And Sex Party

Mark

I said to Elsa and Cindy, “What shall we do today? Actually, I have all weekend.”

“We just want to be with you,” Cindy crooned as I rolled on my back so I could hold both of the girls against my buff body. They each draped one of their breasts on my chest in a highly seductive and revealing way.

Elsa popped up, “Hey, let’s do another barbecue out on your deck. The weather is supposed to be great.”

I gave her a suspicious look. I’m sure she read it as my being suspect of her wanting to lure Lucas, Andy, Sheila, Margo, or Melanie into some sexy games.

Elsa laughed and said, “Maybe, but that first thought had no ulterior motive. Any other intentions that made you have that look only arose after I saw your wary expression.” She paused and added, “We can keep everything above board ... or we can see whether we can make some interesting things happen with other people.”

I chortled, “I like the idea of interesting things. You’ve got my thinking consumed by sex when I’m around the two of you. Hell, even when I’m not around the two of you.”

Cindy asked, “So, did you meet any interesting people while you were away?”

I knew what she was really asking: Did I meet any other females and have sex with them? I replied, “Why, yes, we met, but ... well ... we only ... had intercourse ... sitting talking about relocating a manufacturing operation at the conference table.” I stalled out my answer as long as I could to tease the two of them. They laughed. Intercourse in that context clearly meant conversation.

Elsa popped up, “I’ll call everyone, and then Cindy and I can go to the grocery store. There’s one a block over from here.” I wasn’t used to hearing about the details that went into conducting a party; Barnes, Andy, or Sheila, or some of the security detail had handled all of that kind of stuff for me. Suddenly, I felt so domestic.

Elsa used my cellphone to make the calls since I had everyone’s phone number entered in my contact list. Although I told her she could look around in my phone, she didn’t prowl around. She told us she got enthusiastic replies from Andy and Margo, Sheila who said she’d try to bring a handsome guest, and Melanie who wasn’t sure whether she could scare up a date or not.

On a whim, Elsa also called Tom Power, the man we’d met on St. Croix. He was surprised by the call and talked to her for fifteen minutes or so. He was apparently in New York, and had no plans for the weekend before heading home Sunday afternoon to Denver where he lived. After her invitation, he decided to hop a plane out of New York and come to the middle of the country to be at our barbecue. Later, a text came in on my phone informing me that he’d be with us about five-thirty or six, local time.

In talking to Tom, Elsa had revealed the true nature of my being – billionaire and corporate CEO of a vast international empire. Fortunately, he took it in stride and she said he didn’t react one way or the other than to reaffirm our friendship.

Cindy and Elsa rearranged the balcony for the cookout, moving a table and two chaises from the balcony on the other side of the condo unit so everyone would have a place to sit, eat, and later recline if they had a friend.

We ate a light lunch, and then the two of them headed out with a shopping list. Two hours later, they came back with bag after bag of groceries that they’d somehow managed to get to the condo, up in the elevator, and into the kitchen. I watched as my nearly empty refrigerator filled with food and drink. There was a happy babble by the two of them that I totally enjoyed listening to; so different from the droning business-speak I’d been involved in all week.

I relished the happy sounds of the two women, and in doing so I realized how empty my life had been before they became my girlfriends. I kind of felt like a man who’d been dying of thirst for a long time but didn’t know it, until he came upon an oasis and realized what he’d been missing.

I frequented the kitchen as Elsa and Cindy put away the food and then started to put various foods and condiments in serving dishes. I’d stroll by and pat one of them on the ass, or nuzzle in their neck for a kiss. Not once was I rebuffed, and I felt every one of my advances was welcomed with enthusiasm. Their responses made me feel on top of the world and so in love with them.

Shelia and Steve arrived a little after five o’clock. She had a crock of baked beans she’d made, adding her own touch with maple syrup and other spices to the canned variety. Steve was the handsome man who looked like Fabio who did modeling and commercial real estate. Sheila gave me a full body hug kiss to thank me for inviting her and her friend to our high altitude cookout. We were on the thirtieth floor.

I responded in kind to Sheila, somewhat to her pleasant surprise. Whereas I’d been a bit surprised and stoic when she’d said goodbye a couple of weeks earlier, this time I embraced her and pulled her tightly against me, especially where our hips came together. After our hot kiss I got a megawatt smile from her, indicating that she liked the interaction.

Tom arrived next pulling a roll-on suitcase and carrying a heavy brief case. I took him down to one of the bedrooms on my lower level, got him situated for his overnight with us, and then showed him how to get back upstairs to our party. He was highly cordial and appreciative that we thought of him for our impromptu social event.

Tom told me in a few sentences what he’d been doing in Manhattan, and I felt suitably awed by his work. The fact that he was involved in such negotiations spoke to his competence and business savvy.

Next to arrive were Melanie and a young man named Carter. Carter was her relatively new boyfriend, and he seemed totally intimidated by me. I leaned in and whispered to him that he’d better be very nice to Mel because she was the nicest and sweetest and most wonderful assistant that I’d ever had. I gave him a wink to suggest something sexual, and then made sure he had a beer in hand. He relaxed only a little, and watched my every move. I thought if I’d asked him to fly, he would have made the attempt.

Andy and Margo rounded out the party arriving late, as expected. Margo latched onto me and ground her entire body into mine as she kissed me hello. I kissed back and pulled her to me as I’d done with Sheila, a move that obviously pleased her greatly. I whispered to her, “I can’t wait. Later. We are going to have such a great time. I hope Andy will be OK.” I wondered what she’d do with that, and obviously she imputed some sexual nuance to those words because she gave me a lewd grin and then went off to greet the others. Not too much after that I saw her corner Andy and the two of them were in avid conversation for a few minutes. Margo seemed in charge, a point that made me laugh since he was now the second highest paid employee of Worthington Industries and in charge of all operations everywhere.

After that, I saw Elsa and Andy in a welcoming clutch too. Elsa was doing a little body plastering herself, pushing her lithe busty body against his. She’d also done Tom and Steve the same way. Carter was a little reserved so he’d just shaken her hand. That worked until Elsa got inside his grasp and gave him a full body hug too. Carter blushed up a nice red color but looked pleased with the arousing contact.

The weather was ideal, and there wasn’t too much wind at our altitude. I explained that we were about three-hundred-fifty feet above street level on the balcony. Officially, I was on the thirtieth floor, but I also had the twenty-ninth as part of my penthouse suite. The patio did have Lexan windscreens that could be raised if the breezes got too intense.

Cindy appeared and gave full body hugs to everyone to welcome them, even repeating the hugs she’d given out earlier. She then circulated with a tray of hors d’oeuvres before parking them on one of the tables. She then got into an animated conversation with Sheila that had them both laughing. When I listened in, I could hear Sheila responding to questions about how I’d changed over the eight years since she went to work for me. Most of the changes had been in the few months since I’d met Elsa and Cindy.

Barnes came out of the apartment onto the balcony. He came up to me, “Sir, the two girls have told me that I may take the rest of the evening off. I wasn’t sure whether to interpret that as a request from you or if they had overstepped. Things in the kitchen seem in good order. Everything is ready to grill.” He gave me a questioning look.

I smiled, “No, in this case they did get it right. Thank you for your concern and for the help I know you’ve provided for them this week. They sing your praises to me constantly. Please enjoy the rest of the evening on your own. If you need, please feel free to take the sedan. We won’t be going out.”

“Thank you, sir. If you just leave the kitchen a good mess after your party that will be fine and give me some way to contribute tomorrow when I arrive. I should be here about ten a.m. Good evening, Sir.” He turned and disappeared into the apartment.

I turned and Elsa was there. She said, “I hope I didn’t behave unacceptably with Barnes by giving him the night off. Cindy and I will clean up, or whatever can wait until tomorrow. In the meanwhile, I thought we might like some privacy.”

I leaned down and kissed her succulent lips. “It’s fine,” I assured her. I told her that Barnes needed a mess to clean up to feel worthwhile.

As the sun disappeared on the far western horizon, Elsa dimmed the lights both inside and outside the apartment. A few stars could be seen despite the light pollution the city lights made in the sky.

Margo came up to me and gave me a very passionate kiss. “I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time, Mark. Tonight, your girlfriend assured me a few minutes ago that it was more than OK providing they could kiss Andy that way – and more.”

I intentionally looked puzzled, “And more?”

Margo reached between us and rubbed the bulge in my slacks. She then took one of my hands and held it to one of her breasts. She whispered, “Yes, and more – a whole lot more.” Another kiss followed, and this one had some tongue in it as Margo and I ground our crotches together. I was getting the idea about what more involved.

I glanced around the patio at the others, suddenly aware of the various arrangements. In one corner I could see Elsa orchestrating a sexy little game with Melanie, Carter, and Steve. There was a lot of kissing and erotic touching going on in their circle. I was surprised to see Mel so open with Steve, as Elsa put the make on Carter.

Tom and Sheila were dancing near the small Bose speaker playing some sexy and dreamy lounge music from Pandora that Cindy had set up. I could see that they’d already forged a warm friendship with one another because the hot French kisses they were sharing sure seemed like harbingers of further sexual interaction between the pair.

The only combination left was Andy and Cindy. By the time I spotted them, Cindy had stripped away her top, leaving her only wearing her heels and the enticingly tight Daisy Duke shorts she’d decided to wear. She was naked from the waist up, and given how those shorts fit, she may as well have been nude. Andy was sucking on each of her breasts as she helped push them into his mouth. I admired her leadership.

I looked back at Margo and she smiled at me. I must have raised an eyebrow because Margo responded.

“It’s all right, Mark. Andy and I have wanted to explore with other people for a long time. Elsa told us that you three were ready to experiment too, and that most of the others were so inclined.” She looked around the patio and added, “I’d say all of the others are so inclined.”

On that note Margo unbuttoned the summery top she wore and deposited the white top in a chair along with her lacy bra. She looked up at me and said, “I love to have them sucked on. I can cum that way.”

I lowered my head and inhaled one of Margo’s tits, only to hear her gasp in pleasure at the sudden sexual connection. I have to admit that I liked the new interaction with her. I always had been curious what she’d be like, but had sublimated my lascivious thoughts about her since she was my partner’s wife. Now I knew she was his hot wife and lusted after me just as I’d lusted after her.