Episode 358: LET SLEEPING DOGS LIE

Bellamy Towers, Nashville, Tennessee! Too damned early!

“After you Ms. Montgomery!”

At the second-floor elevator dogwalker Stefan Kemp met his next-door neighbor Hazel Montgomery. As he prepared to head upstairs to walk his employer’s dogs and feed them the two often ran into one another. Today was not one of those cheerful mornings with the rain outside and what lie in the elevator itself. The second the doors slid wide they found hostess Lola Ferry butt ass naked except for her socks waking up from being passed out on the elevator floor.

“Oh, goodness! Lola must have had a long night.”

“She did! I put her to bed for Stacy. I set her alarm after the power came back on so at least she woke up and tried her best to motivate. From what I gather she drank a lot last night.” The two of them entering Stefan crouched down and lured Lola to sit up against the wall. “Wakey! Wakey! Can’t be nakie!”

“I’m awake! Stop slapping my cheek. Only my mistress can slap me.”

“You need a dress, Lola!”

“Fuck clothing! From here on I work naked. I like showing off my diamond butt plug.”

“You look under the weather Sweetheart.” Hazel pouted! “Perhaps Stacy should give you the morning at least off.”

“I will never fail my Mistress. Just take me to my post.” Shrugging, Stefan stood up and pressed the garage level button and the three of them moved down until the door reopened. Lifting Lola, Stefan walked her to her desk just inside the glass wall leading to the parking garage. Hazel held the door for Stefan patiently while watching him guide Lola into position over her daily seat. “My heels!” She teetered finding stiletto heels under her desk. “Take my socks off Stefan.” She propped her back against her desk as support allowing him to remove her socks and replace them with her heels.

“Fuck!” Her pussy right in his face he nearly attacked it but knew he would get reprimanded for touching Stacy Raynes property. “Try not to fall over until I have this dildo up inside you.” Swaying in step Lola did her best at balancing while wearing those six-inch stiletto heels. Kneeling in front of her to pull the toy up from its floor housing the extremely sturdy pole rose up to touch her vagina. Hazel voluntarily swooped in to assist Stefan, holding Lola from the left side as the toy was carefully inserted up her vulva. A gasp of early morning entry Lola smiled down at her hero.

“Home sweet home!” She giggled and rotated away from her desk so that she was officially standing up straight. “This should keep me from falling over even if I doze off. Weee TIPsy!”

“We won’t let that happen.” Stefan stood up and went to her desk and tapped a button on her keyboard. The key activated the pole into rotating and moving up and down every few seconds. Ferrytail as Stacy called her girl was fucked standing up. It was almost humorous in her stilettos. Marionette!

“Oh, God! That’s better than caffeine!” Moaning began!

“The timer is set for ten minutes. That should wake you up good. I’ll bring you coffee after I walk the pups.”

“Thank you, Steffy! Lola likes dancing!”

“Thank you, Stiffy!” He reached between her thighs to stroke the gyrating pole. Chuckles between them Stefan headed back to the elevator. “Thanks for waiting on me Hazel. I hope you’re ready for a busy day. Stacy and Madison had a party with the Boston Loggers last night. I still can’t believe Madison brought her husband. I’m not sure what that was about.” He and Hazel both knew that Harrison Banfield was in the dark up until recently.

“Did they tear the place apart?”

“Might need to shampoo the carpets. I’ll give you a hand with that after I walk the puppies.”

“You’re such a good boy Stefan.”

“I try!” Elevator reaching the penthouse they coded themselves in and ventured forth. “Stains!” He pointed at the floor. Beer bottles everywhere. Someone cooked, I smell eggs and bacon.” Dirty dishes thanks to Harrison and the Loggers. “It looks like everyone is passed out.”

“Darn! And I was hoping to see some foot long peckers.”

“Hey! You still have to clean their rooms. I’m pretty sure they won’t be awake so you might as well enjoy yourself.” He laughed! “I better go rile Chopper and Fat Boy.”

“I’ll start with the kitchen.” The 45-year-old Cougar wearing a French maid’s uniform stepped away. Oddly enough, Stefan looked back just to watch her wiggle away. While Hazel was hardly the hard body, she did have an enormous rack and slightly big booty. Just his type! With no girlfriend he was tempted to ask her out. Stacy would have to okay that though. Under her roof and her paycheck everyone was required to report in things that went on within her building. Tough career!

Snoring from every direction Stefan avoided snooping. With cameras active he did not need to be bitched out by his boss. Bad enough he just checked out Hazel but that was not too pressing. Guys would be guys! Dropping down in front of the doggy door leading into the Rott Parlor Stefan ducked his head inside the flap and looked into the dimly lit kennel. “Oh, crud!”

Passed out sleeping alongside the giant pups were the three escorts Charli, Georgi, and Eboni. The ladies were huddled together with the dogs and glistening of saliva. “This is a first.” Resorting to making smooching noises the dogs lifted their heads from their pillows, meaning Eboni’s hip and Georgi’s chest to peer his way. “Potty time!”

Alerted to their dates lifting away the three limo drivers groggily stared at Stefan. “Everyone okay?” None of the women spoke up, almost fearful of saying no. The evening was certainly challenging for all three maidens. Sure, the money was outstanding, but their pride was devastated. “I’ll take the boys for a walk. You three go get cleaned up. I’ll have Lola get you a ride home.” Nodding they sat there until he managed to coax the dogs out of their shelter. A leash in ready he hooked up the pooch patrol and headed for the elevator.

Hazel seeing the dogs smiled at him vividly. Even with his back turned it was Hazel’s turn to spy upon Stefan’s backside. Loneliness did create false hope. Shaking off her own desires she continued washing dishes.

Alone at last Eboni and the girls went to their hands and knees and crawled out of the pen. Rather than standing up the three of them continued to prowl on all fours into the massive bathroom connected to each of the bedrooms. Once entering a shower stall built for a party the three of them simply reached for the valves to ignite the water.

They washed away their worst fears the best they could. Five minutes of hot steamy water they heard a visitor. Looking back at the doors they found Stacy Raynes plopping down on a toilet and looking their way. The girls lowered their eyes hoping not to piss her off in any way. Wiping then flushing Stacy stood up and walked to the shower door and decided to join them.

“Morning, Escorts!” They each managed a “Good morning, Miss Raynes.” which sounded stressed. “Rough night! Did the boys get too feisty with you? When we brought you here, I really didn’t envision Harrison to push you into any of that. Like I said I’ll compensate your woes, but I really can’t take all the heat for what happened. I’m pretty sure my daddy had a hand in how Harry pushed you three. For what it’s worth I’m sorry you endured what you did. You have no fear of my pushing you into anything more concerning my pets. To be honest I have to deal with some of that myself. They can be a handful.”

“Your dogs... “ Georgi started! “ ... forgive my thoughts.”

“Have they mounted me? Hey! Even the boss can do stupid things on occasion. Yeah! Let’s not talk any more about beasty besties. I know you three took a massive hit to your pride just to make Harry look good. It sucks I know! Hell, Harry fucked me in front of my daddy last night. That was about as bad as Chopper and Fat Boy. Sad thing is, I can’t retaliate due to my dad. I’m giving you girls a week off with pay. You deserve time to recuperate.”

“I’d rather not.” Charli chose to stand up. “I’m dedicated and you know that.”

“Still! Last night was above and beyond the call of duty. You do as I tell you. Spa and spirits, on me. Visit family or something, just don’t report back to work until next Monday. That’s an order Charli.”

“Yes, ma’am!” Following Charli to her feet Eboni and Georgi took deep breaths and surrounded Stacy. Hugging her from all sides they too proved their devotion. Smiling she handed them luffas and soap.

“Pamper me then go the fuck home.” Tenderness applied the three washed Stacy, shampooed her hair then dried her off. Once done the women took turns drying one another. Walked to the elevator in the nude Stacy pushed the button and escorted them inside. All four women rode down naked and unapologetic. Reaching the garage Stacy took point and waltzed out first, the others single file. Reaching Lola’s desk, the hostess was wide awake now.

“Good morning!” Lola beamed! “Stefan had me call them a ride.” She then pointed through the glass window at a taxi. The driver seeing four nude women bulged his eyes. “The limo service was obviously shorthanded this early.”

“Right!” Stacy looked up at a camera. “Who’s on duty?”

“Pachyderm!” An obviously pudgy man spoke up, he seemed winded. “How can I be of service, Ms. Raynes?”

“Pay the taxi driver triple his rate. Ladies? You’re on your own.” She waved the escorts on. Taking their leave, they met Stefan with the dogs. He fought to restrain them from going after the girls. Once the three women were in the cab the driver drove off with a shit-eating grin. Rainy day or not the man struggled to keep his eyes on the road. Lucky Raoul!

Stacy stepped out into the garage and walked right up to her dogs. “Okay! You two are going straight to your room. Bad, pups! Bad!” She took the leash from Stefan. “I’ll take them there myself.” Using a towel Stefan dried the dogs off and left them to their owner.

“I told Hazel I’d help her clean carpets.”

“That’s fine! Let the Loggers sleep so just do the living room and entry area. After last night I’m certain they need their rest.”

“Will do! Let me make coffee for Lola and I’ll be up. Oh! I polished her butt plug last night.”

“That rock better be shiny or I’ll fire your ass.”

“Come on! You know I’m thorough!”

“Yeah! Yeah!” Stacy bumped hips with him hard enough to send the lanky man into unbalance mode. Teetering he caught himself and chuckled! “I’ll be in the home gym if you need me.”

“Don’t pull a muscle in your vagina.”

“Five big boys to massage it all better if I do. Stay awake, Ferrytail! Where’s your dress? Forget I asked, you look beautiful.” Elevator reopened Stacy led her dogs inside and went back to the top floor. The dogs were obedient about hiding in their home. Stefan would feed them once he joined them upstairs.

“I love my job!”

“I love your job!” Stefan laughed knowing Lola had reactivated her divining rod. Her squirms had him in stitches. Coffee brewed and poured he made certain her body slowed in tremors before she burnt herself.

Filled to the rim with Brim!

An hour later Stacy Raynes had a nice glossy sweat built up over her musculature. Her earlier shower simply a revival course she went about her daily routine. Stretched out on a bench with a hefty barbell overhead she prepared for a nice 400-pound lift. Just as her knuckles cracked in ready, she heard a feminine “Ahem!” The cleared throat had Stacy craning her neck to see her mounted television. On screen was a woman in her early 60’s but well-kept sipping coffee on her own from a mug that said, “Worst Mom Ever.” Her white nightgown slipped from her shoulders and clung to her biceps. She was hardly concerned over it.

“Morning Sweetheart!”

“Mother! You look rested!” Cynthia Raynes simply smiled over the rim of her mug.

“You look stressed!”

“Did daddy fill you in?”

“Not yet! He’s still sleeping in with our maid and the college girl.”

“I heard you were sawing logs last night.”

“I was worn out by my own lovers. Yes, I took a sedative after.”

“Fun! Fun! Who were the lucky lovers?”

“Your father is not the only one with a dorm specifically designed for young and playful students. I have my own Frat house to supply my every desire. Two handsome 19-year-old future botanists.”

“Sounds like dead lays to me. Or potheads!”

“Oh, no! Tristin and Nicolas are quite grounded.” She giggled! “What is this I hear about foot long dancers?”

“I hired them after a chippy here in town did. She paid their way here from Boston, I paid to keep them longer. We’re still sorting out how long they might stay in Nashville.”

“Perhaps we can ask them together.” Cynthia delicately pointed to her left. At the door to the gym stood the leader of the dance troop Andre Bass. Standing in his underwear even with a limp dick he was hanging low at ten inches. The drug F3R4L in his system waning he had pissed out the majority of its effects.

“Just in time to spot me, Andre. May I introduce you to my mother Cynthia Raynes?” A nod at the TV drew Andre inside the gym. Making eye contact with Cynthia, he saluted her then dropped his briefs and stroked his cock. Arrogant this early in his day!

“Morning Mommy!”

“Goodness! You are a well-endowed young man.”

“And you’re a filthy rich young woman.”

“Flattery will get you a raise.”

“Good start!” He was oddly enough getting harder just touching himself. “Sounded to me like negotiations were in talks.”

“You know our current deal Bass. If my mother wants to up the ante, I’d warn you to watch what you say. She might take you to the cleaners.”

“Me and the boys don’t mind the wages. It just concerns me that this arrangement might try and tie us down. We have obligations in Boston too.”

“Which I’ve told you we can divide your commitments between both states.” Stacy gave up on her lift and sat up on her bench. Andre turning sideways gave both women a nice view of his tree trunk. The logging camp was touching the sky at a full 12-inches now. Momma Raynes was swooning. Stacy was not far behind being closer to that beast.

“Yes! I’ve reviewed Stacy’s offer to see to it your children go to college. Alabama State is a fine school.”

“Uh huh! I overheard your mention of a plaything wing. Let’s not enroll them there and say we did.”

“Where they go to school is on your terms, Mister Bass. You may tell Mister Kinney the same. We will leave them to their studies without interference. You have our word.”

“In writing!”

“But of course! I’ll have our lawyers draw up ironclad contracts.”

“Same for our troop. We’re allowed to cease obligations without retaliation or retrieval of funds. We love dancing and making money but keeping it has to be a guarantee.”

“Done!” Cynthia batted her eyes. “Mister Bass? Might I request something of you?”

“A night in paradise?”

“That would be lovely, I’m sure.” Instead, the TV set on the wall extended on its own and an arm lowered the set to level out in front of he and Stacy. “Do give me a morning facial.” Shaking his head at the audacity of Cynthia she zoomed in on the TV and opened her mouth. “Creamer for my coffee, please.”

“You people are a piece of work.” Stepping up to the TV set Andre began beating off. Behind him Stacy just fell back and resumed her workout. Hearing her strain Andre peered over his shoulder to see Stacy’s hips rising, her cunt puckering his way in her exertion.

“Between a rock and a hard place.” Cynthia snickered! “I know my daughter is quite alluring.”

“She is at that.”

“Did you enjoy Madison last night?”

“Here at the penthouse, yes! Not so much that bullshit they put us through at the club. Some of us have never been with another man. Money and drugs formed an uneasy alliance. We would prefer to not go down that Hershey Highway ever again.”

“No apologies, Bass.” Stacy called out and dropped her bar into its cradle.

“I didn’t expect one. Just honor me in saying no more of that. We don’t mind pussy but I myself draw the line at dudes.”

“Oh, for Christ’s sake Stacy. Humor the man! We can live without that lifestyle change.”

“Fine! No more gay shit, Bass! Nut in my mom’s face and let’s get on with our day.”

“Fair enough! Open wide and say Non-Dairy, Mrs. Raynes!”

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!” She giggled and wagged her tongue at the giant cock before her. He stepped directly into the TV screen and tapped his urethra on the chasm that was Cynthia’s mouth. Arching his back Andre closed his eyes and spent two minutes growling before firing on all cylinders directly into her mouth. Well, over her mouth. Creamy white jizz hit the screen and began dripping. “Delightful! Worth every penny.”

“Every penis!” Joining them was Brigham Rhodes! Hip to hip with Andre his fellow Logger faced Cynthia and posed his erection at her. “Mind if I offer my two cents worth?”