Chapter 14

When we got to the Clubhouse it was empty apart from Kym and Danny who seemed to be waiting for us to arrive. I had wanted to make evening meals a focus of the day. Women like to dress up and as much a naked woman can be sexy, sometimes it can be more so when they dress for the occasion. Danny was dressed in a smart casual way, polo shirt and chinos. Very much like Tommy and myself. Kym though looked stunning, her Blonde hair was brushed back in a high bob, exposing her slender neck, some killer shoulder length earrings dropped from her ears. A plain silk loose drop dress covered the rest of her, so light in texture that you could clearly see the aureoles of her breasts protrude and pattern the silk. As we got closer the nipples started to get erect, making very obvious points in the material.

“You look beautiful,” I said as I greeted her with a quick kiss. When I had put my hand around her, I deliberately stroked down her back noticing that there were no signs of any underwear.

“I didn’t want anything to get in the way when you choose to take me.” She whispered in my ear. She then walked over to Tommy, “Hi I’m Kym, and Mom asked me to help you in the kitchen.” She said as she leaned forward and kissed him. “With WHATEVER you need,” she finished smirking at him and putting on an apron.

Danny and I couldn’t help but laugh as Tommy blushed up at the young ladies’ forwardness.

“Well let’s get started,” he said quickly adding, “With Dinner!” He asked me to get the Bar b que started. He then started to get things out in the kitchen. Eggs, Peppers, Tomatoes, Onions, Mushrooms, Potatoes, Herbs, Garlic were quickly extracted from the storage. He went and got self-raising Flour from the cupboards and then got two tubs of natural yoghurt.

I was curious what he was doing, “what are you going to make?”

“Anyone can fire up coals and stick meat on it, you want to give this a standard they won’t get just anywhere. So with the limited time I have, I can prepare fresh Flatbreads, some Proper Kebab skewers, a couple of dips and a couple of salads with my unique recipes. Of course, we have the burgers, steaks, ribs, chicken etc. It looks like the lady has already seasoned the steaks which will be nice, but I will also make a thick blue cheese sauce and a Peppercorn sauce for the beef.”

This guy knew his trade, I had just hit the jackpot. He had the kids organised cutting the herbs, mixing them with the Yogurt, adding some seasoning and Garlic. They had just made the first Dip in 2 minutes. While they were doing this he was making the dough for the flatbread, using the flour, yoghurt and a small amount of baking powder. Kneading the mixture in the biggest mixer bowl we had. He then set it aside and showed Danny how to too clean and prepare the button mushrooms while he peeled and crushed the garlic. I was stood idle so he got me sorting the potatoes for him to put together a potato salad. He had even got Kym to make her first ever homemade mayonnaise.

Within 15 minutes he had the salads and the dips more or less made, just needed the potatoes to boil up. He had prepared Garlic mushrooms that he was going to cook on the Fire. The Flatbread dough was split into 30-40 little balls ready to flattened and cooked on the pizza slice we had for the fire.

The twins were ecstatic at the ease of getting all this together, Kym was pretty much drooling at Tommy with the longing she had.

“Next time we do this, I will have time to prep and get some extra bits.” Tommy said “But this should make it a bit better than the norm!” he told me with his usual wide grin. I was impressed at the amount he had achieved is such a short amount of time.

Sasha, Beth & Jim were the next to arrive. Again I was pleasantly surprised on how much attention the girls had given to their outfits. Sasha was wearing linen dungarees that were red, the panel on her chest was only just wide enough to cover her breasts. Beth was wearing, what I didn’t realise at the time would be a kind of uniform of my lovers, a simple Oxford shirt in a pale blue. Unbuttoned down past her breasts, with a belt to accentuate her gorgeous figure.

We greeted each other before they went to help get things ready. Jim was going to man the cocktail bar, and was going to teach Danny how to make a few common drinks. The fire was ready, the food was ready so after they had all the crockery and cutlery in place, all we would need were the guest’s. With only 33 here at the moment we were set for nice intimate evening.

Beth had brought me my requested Long Island iced tea and put her arm around my waist, “how are you all finding it?” I asked her while I pulled her into me.

“Surprisingly good, Jim and I were asking ourselves that same question when we were getting ready. We both are very comfortable with our decision. The kids, well they are like we’ve set them loose in a sweet shop, but we think that once they get the first rush of freedom out of their system they will calm down. It’s quite something to see your daughter blow her father while you’re trying to have a conversation.” She laughed.

My four ladies were walking across to us as we were talking. It looked like they had raided my wardrobe as all four were dressed exactly like Beth. All in different colours. It tickled me that they looked like a scene from ‘reservoir dogs’, the difference is that they were all stunning. Miss White (Genja) had her hair in a French braid again, with her stature and poise, it amazed me that she hadn’t done any modelling. Miss Black (Jane) had somehow put some big curls, wearing some subtle make-up, looked so different from the girl I’d known all my life. Miss Orange (Fiona) had scrapped her gorgeous red hair back, emphasising her China doll complexion. Miss Cream (Claire) was the only one who was wearing a bra, a lacy black bra was set beneath my cream shirt, and her small shapely frame caused the shirt to reach down to her knees.

Jim and Tommy were stood with me as they approached. Our conversation had stopped as we stared at the picture before us. “I’d say they achieved the reaction they wanted,” Beth giggled as she walked past to meet the girls. They greeted us with hugs and kisses although I did notice that Fiona only hugged the other guys.

Guests started to arrive around the same time, it filled me with pride to see that everyone has made an effort. Chrissy & Sara stood out for me, with their model looks, wearing identical designer dresses in white and purple. Halter neck with strands of fabric that covered their breasts but carried on down to their navel, where the skirt element of the dress continued to just below their arse cheeks. Finished off with thigh high leather boots. Wow.

Between Tommy and myself we got all the meat, flatbread and kebabs cooked. The guest’s loved it, giving many positive comments. Danny and Jim were doing a great job at the cocktail bar with Danny learning fast. The girls we’re mixing with the guest’s and the general mood was good.

I started to move around the guest’s, meeting those that I hadn’t spent any time with. Our first guests were a perfect mix of people from all walks of life. After a little while I found myself at Dawson table sat between Millie and Debbie.

“So guys what are your first impressions of ‘Be Yourself ‘?” I asked.

“I want to apologise for my behaviour,” Debbie said straightaway. “I think I proved I have a lot of growing up to do. But I would like to do all my growing up here for the rest of my life!” She finished giggling, we were all laughing with her.

“You don’t have to apologise to me. It’s your parents that have to deal with your ways.” I said smiling, “they are also the ones that have decided they you can be trusted to start thinking like an adult. With that comes a lot of responsibility, life isn’t just about sex. That’s the fun bit. I think that they are hoping that by being open and honest with you, that you can do the same.”

“I know she can, she has always been a clever girl. Now maybe she can see past the teenage dilemmas that seem to be the most important things in her eyes.” Millie said smiling at Debbie, “you know that you don’t have to impress any of your friends or do things just because they expect you too. Just be true to yourself and start to see the world through a more grown up viewpoint. Of Course, now you know that nothing is off the table if you need to talk to me. Just think of a better way to ask than what you have used over the last few years.”

“Yea, I need to start seeing my priorities differently. At school we are just looking at where we might get the best fun, which guy is hot, what girls are wearing, what’s in and what’s out. The few hours I have been here, those issues have been the last things on my mind.” Debbie reflected.

“It’s hard when you’re at school, if you are being judgemental, you have to remember that you are also being judged! It’s what all teenagers do. And it will be difficult to rise above that, it’s no different in an adult world. I had the same conversation earlier with someone else. Look around and tell me who is the millionaire and who is the School Principle?” I paused while Debbie tried to work out who was who. “Are you having difficulty working it out?”

“Everyone looks good and no one stands out like that!” Debbie said.

“And it should be easier tonight as people are wearing clothes, much harder when someone is naked. Now apply that thinking to School and make the judgement!”

“Oh you can tell at school easily cos there are those from low income families that don’t dress right, and those that just don’t fit in.” Debbie said with confidence.

“Fit in with who? You, the popular crowd? Or in general. Is that their fault for who they are or your fault?” Debbie was looking embarrassed with what I was saying. “Ok, tell me do they look the same when you’re in the showers? When you all down to your skin?” I stopped and smiled at her. “Every one of us has our secrets, when you judge someone start by judging yourself. Try and stop categorising people for the clothes they wear and start looking at the people they are. That is part of the reason I started this place, I hate stereotypes and consciously fight against them. Start thinking about the people you call friends and ask yourself would they still call you a friend if they knew that you willingly fucked your Dad and your Brother?” Debbie’s reaction said it all. You could see the fear at the thought of her friends finding out about what she had been doing.

“Oh god, I didn’t think about that!”

“I’m sure you didn’t but hey, here people don’t judge and if you can apply that to your life, watch and see how easy it becomes.”

“It’s something I have always done, in business I don’t care who wants my work as long as they pay me!” Darrell said “and remember I have been judged from the day I was born. Being a black man in a white man’s world was never easy. Even your mom judged me, she had always heard the rumours that Black men were hung like Jon!” he finished laughing.

“Don’t sell yourself short my handsome man.” Millie said kissing him. “That being said, will I get the chance to spend some time with you Jon?”

“I’m sure we could find some time before you leave, maybe I could entice both of you beautiful women at some point.”

“I would like that, if mom doesn’t mind sharing” Debbie giggled “I might have to wait a day or so for kitty to allow visitors!”

I left them to carry on their conversation, Jim and Danny had come over to talk. I could see the glint in Danny’s eye when he was chatting with Debbie and was sure that the two of them were going to hook up. I moved on to the next table that had Pete, Mary, Matt, Keisha, John and Jean. They were having a good laugh about something and their spirits were high.

“Hi Guys, I don’t think I had the chance to welcome you earlier, I’m Jon.” I said introducing myself.

“John and this is my wife Jean.” The couple from Atlanta introduced themselves, shaking hands with me.

“I’m Mary and this prick is my ex-husband Pete.” Mary said light-heartedly. “This is my friend Keisha.”

“Hey I thought we were supposed to keep the abuse to when we had our lawyers present!” Pete roared, shaking my hand.

“I’m Matt, cool place you have here,” completing the introductions.

“So I understand, this is you’re bi annual hook up?” I asked Mary and Pete.

“Unbelievable isn’t it, I can’t stand him but I need him to just remind me twice a year why we got married in the first place!” Mary said cuddling into Pete.

“If it works for you then that’s all that matters,” I replied.

“We have been divorced for 3 years but I love her more than ever before. It gets harder to say goodbye when we part.” Pete added.

“That’s a nice thing to say, shame that I came second to everything else.”

“You never came second, well not in my mind anyway. I just had to focus on other things, which as I get older, seems like a big mistake.”

“You’re not doing your usual, Fuck me then realise I have the best pussy you ever gonna get in your life!” Mary kidded him.