Chapter 14: Party Guests

I spent the rest of the week in Denver consulting alongside Owen to Mike and his I.T. staff as we rebuilt the online image and website for the company Mike worked for pretty much from scratch. Owen was handling more of the network security side of things, but also started them on revamping their entire I.T. architecture in terms of hardware, software, and management processes and standards.

After hours, we saw Mike, Grace, Chad, and Candy. Sex was always on the table and was intense and enjoyable with our sixsome. One morning I went with Candy to her store where she told flowers. It was early, but she was getting a delivery that had been flown in from a huge wholesaler based in Texas.

I took about three-hundred photographs of Candy in all stages of her work, many carefully posed. I also got photos of every bouquet and type of flower in her showcases.

Owen and I went home Friday afternoon. We had other clients and other work to attend to the following week, and we both even had a few marketing leads that we wanted to turn into future work.

We worked hard the next week at home, both of us even signing up new clients. I also touched based several times with all of our friends in Denver, even telling them about plans we had for the coming weekend. One result was that I had an upcoming surprise for Owen, if for no one else.

Jake was hosting one of his sex parties the next Saturday and we didn’t want to miss a second. That day, as usual, I was busy with Saturday morning errands, laundry, and grocery shopping. I expected to be home for two weeks before returning to Denver.

Of course, I also got together with Sheri and Maryann for lunch on Saturday. I told them all about the small swing circle we’d fallen into in Denver. They applauded and were so glad for our luck.

Owen and I arrived at Jake’s large home with a keg of beer, two cases of wine, and six different kinds of snacks in a quantity that could feed an army. Jake was really grateful and helped bring everything in and get it to the right places. I hadn’t seen the handsome man for a month, and so we had some plans to reconnect that night with more than just conversation.

Jake had his fiancée Maryann playing hostess. She was seductively dressed, and hung around the front door to greet arriving guests. I went and hung with her. She wanted to hear more details about what was going on in Denver, and I wanted to hear more from her about being engaged to Jake. The engagement had been a complete surprise to me.

Sheri also arrived early and joined us. Jake referred to us as the three musketeers and damned sexy ones, at that.

The plan for the party was about the same as it had been since I started to attend. A long cocktail hour that included ‘heavy’ hors d’oeuvres. The addition of more food for more of a meal for some; tonight, that would be some burgers and chicken from the outdoor grill, and various salads.

About a half-hour after sunset, the mood would shift to one strongly oriented to romance and sex. There’d still be some dancing on the patio, but the music playlist would shift to more mellow and slower numbers to encourage couples to be in a clench and to get romantic. I think of ‘romantic’ in this case, as starting foreplay.

Not long after, clothes would start to disappear and copulating couples would be found everywhere around the house and patio. An hour later, many of those same couples would reappear to find new partners for another round. Later rounds would follow for those so inclined. The patio bar was the unofficial hook-up point.

Maryann, Sheri, and I were similarly dressed. Sheri approved of my outfit. It was one of the dresses she’d picked out for me. I wore no underwear. The little black number had virtually no back and dipped dangerously low over my snug little ass.

“The front pretty much consisted of two fabric panels that went from my neck over my boobs and then connected with the rest of the dress by my waist. The hem of the skirt of the dress was about an inch below my labia, but it had slits up both sides, so that part was almost a loin cloth. Wherever there was a need, there was a tie holding things together. If I didn’t want to fuck in the dress, I could be out of it in about ten seconds. Of course, I had on my CFM shoes. I wanted to look like an attractive slut and I did.

Sean showed up about a half-hour later. He had a date with him that looked like she belonged in junior high school. She was dressed to kill like many of the other women, but looked so young. I pulled him aside. “Is she legal?”

“Yes. She turned eighteen a month ago. I met her at her birthday party, in fact. I know her parents.”

“Whoa! Is that going to be a problem when we start having sex?”

“Oh, no. I’m bonking her mother on a regular basis, and she knows what this kind of party will be like. Allie will be fine, and is really psyched up to be a full participant.”

“And what about you?”

“I’m legal and ready. I’d love to connect with you, too. Allie and I spent last night together, but held off today so we had some stamina and staying power for the party.”

“Is she in school?”

“Senior at Central High.”

I laughed. “Cradle robber.”

“Hey, she fucks like a mink. I love minx, and she is one, too.”

Allie turned around with a big smile. “Somebody call my name?”

I said, “Be sure she meets Owen.” I wanted my buddy to have some fun with a high school sweetie.

Owen happened by just then, and in thirty seconds both Allie and Owen had stars in their eyes and could hardly wait to start fucking.

Owen’s eyes then flared as two couples came in the front door.

“HOLY GEEZE! What are you guys doing here?” Owen was truly amazed and very pleased.

Mike, Grace, Chad, and Candy came in the door with large grins. Owen and I greeted them in high fashion with lots of hugs and kisses, and started introductions to those nearby.

Sheri was laughing, because here, virtually in her bedroom, were the two hunky guys that I’d fucked repeatedly during my last trip to Denver. I’d raved about both of them in detailed terms to her, and Sheri was onto them like white on rice. After a few minutes, her casual welcome became quite intimate.

Owen was almost speechless, but overjoyed that our good friends were able to attend the party. We’d told them about Jake’s parties, but telling and being there are two different things.

Owen grabbed Allie and Candy, and led all of us into the interior of the house, pointing out various attributes of the house and party to them. We got drinks for them and also got to introduce them to Jake, who I’d clued in about bringing out of town guests. He was the perfect host.

Mike, Chad, and Jake quickly bonded. They and Owen with Allie headed off for a tour of Jake’s large powerboat. The men from Denver had never seen a serious yacht up close. Jake was very proud of his craft. He was a nooks, crannies, bells, and whistles kind of guy.

Candy glanced around the room, and asked me, “Everyone here really fucks each other?”

“Pretty much,” I replied. “There’s some wish by many to know the person they’re with beforehand, but occasionally two strangers will do it. It can be exciting to think that you’re doing somebody and don’t even know their name.”

Allie said with a tremor in her voice, “How many people do you have sex with on a night like this?”

I answered her, “I’ve done as few as two, and as many as eight or nine – kind of my own private gangbang. More typically, it’ll be five or six. I like to spend some cuddle time with each partner after we finish. Most of the men I’m with I know in some fashion. I do like to meet new people, though.”

“May I stay with you?”

“Sure. You won’t cramp my style, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

Allie just nodded.

Candy asked, “If you don’t know anybody, how would you pick a partner for each round?”

“You could make a random choice out of the males, or females, or you could ask me for an introduction to someone nice. What criteria do you have?”

She chuckled nervously, “No pain; no marks; orgasms; and legal.”

I laughed, “That covers all the men here. I’ll find you some nice ones. You can start with Owen and Jake, too. They both want to be with you. When were you last with Mike?”

“Last night. Chad and I stayed overnight with them so we’d all be ready to go to the airport together this morning. We lost two hours to time zones coming in this direction, but we’ll get them back heading home.”