Chapter 37: Lakeside

Jackie and I spent two hours in the Merseburg castle before going the rest of the way to Böse Sieben. Once off the main road, there was nothing but open fields for multiple miles. The fields were separated by small sections of trees likely making property lines, now that this area of the world could once again own property. The taxi drove for fifteen minutes before reaching the turn for Han’s estate.

Han’s property was fairly large with lots of open fields. He was correct there were no neighbors near his house. The house was not ostentatious but did have a circular driveway that allowed us to be dropped off close to the door. Getting out, I couldn’t help but look at the nice lamp fixtures on either side of the frosted glass and wood front door and wonder about where I lived. How the house I was standing in front of also lacked the opulence that mine didn’t have. There were no peacocks running around in the front yard or perfectly manicured bushes in the shapes of animals or other items of fancy. On the outside, it was just a plain house. It looked just like any two-story house that could be in any Dallas suburb.

I went up to the large outdoors and knocked and pressed the bell. Through the frosted windows, I could see a figure moving. In the clear window to the sidelight, I saw a woman move the curtain to the side to peer out. I could see it was either Gretchen or Heidi that peeked out the window. From that quick peek, I could see the woman had her hair down. The door knob turned slowly before the door opened in, just as slowly.

I was still unable to tell if it was Gretchen or Heidi. What I could tell was she was dressed completely differently than she had been at work not three hours ago. The woman I hadn’t expected to see there smiled and motioned for us to come through the open door. Both Jackie and I stood stunned looking at the woman. I was proud neither of us had our jaws hit the sidewalk or said anything. Her face lit up and her eyes sparkled with a kind of joy as with gentility, she said, “Welcome. Hans is so glad that you could come. He is expecting you.” She stepped aside for Jackie and me to enter.

While her appearance was radically different than her work outfit. Surprisingly, what I noticed first was her black gold choker was gone. It was replaced by a wide leather choker that had a gold chain passing through it. In the center of her long slender neck was a dragon similar to the one she had worn on her lapel; but with a solid gold ring in its talons. In the back, I got a quick glimpse of a lock under her blonde hair that drifted in waves over her shoulders.

The concentration on the extreme change in the choker was my mind’s way of giving me time to reconcile the rest of what I saw; with what I had seen earlier in the day at the office. Gone were the designer skirt, blouse, and blazer. They had been replaced by what I could best call a designer toga. It was elegant and nothing like what you would imagine after seeing “Animal House.” Actually, the women in “Caligula” could not have looked better. It was draped over her breasts elegantly as the tops of them were exposed. Yet her nipples while covered, the silver-dollar-sized dark circles could be seen fairly clearly through the sheer fabric. The opaque fabric was pulled in tight to her waist. It gave her a very womanly shape that was not as evident in her business attire. Despite the fact, she reeked of sex earlier. Now it was all I could do, not to take her and enjoy what bounty she had to offer below the belt that held the toga tightly together at her waist. The sheer fabric continued not doing much to hide her vulva from view. Only the multiple layers of the layered fabric obscured what was there. For she didn’t have anything under what looked to be a continuous piece of fabric.

The fabric between her hips that covered her vulva didn’t spread back out. It left her hips fully uncovered. Her long toned thighs of a woman half her age continued down below the curve of her hip. The covering ended about a quarter of the way down her thighs. It left most of the smooth skin of her inner thighs to be admired along with the rest of her almost flawless legs. Only her knees had the tiniest of marks, likely from skinned knees when she was a child. But even that flaw could be overlooked for the magnificence of the whole.

I could tell Jackie was taken aback by the outfit as she blushed slightly. I hoped she would not be rude and comment on the woman’s attire. But even if she didn’t comment, the look on her face said she was shocked at what she saw. And the gears I knew were turning in her head, likely said she was to be part of an orgy. That I had brought her as a sacrificial lamb to Hans for his deviant sexual pleasure. All so I would get the contract with his company. But nothing could have been further from the truth.

The beautiful skimpily-dressed woman said, “It is nice to see you again.” She stepped in to give me a proper European welcome with a cheek kiss. Or so I believed. Instead of a kiss on the cheek, her lips were glued to mine instantly. Even that, I could understand if it had been quick. Yet it wasn’t. The lips were soft and sensual and stayed put too long just to be a greeting. It was the gap in time where she backed up just enough for our lips to part, but not enough for her exhale to go unnoticed on my upper lip. That was until I felt her lips capture mine on the second kiss. My captured lips reveled in the delightful way she played with my lip caught between hers. She even pulled away slightly but didn’t let loose of my flesh. My lips followed her back under her power until she let me go but not until I felt her tongue’s tip painting my lip with her sweet saliva.

I was too flustered to do anything but stutter out, “Good ... Good to see ... see you too.”

The twin that had come for us then went to Jackie. The tall blonde again leaned in to welcome the shorter brunette individually. Jackie was ready for the kiss on the lips and appeared to be looking forward to kissing the sexy blonde. Excitement turned to disappointment in an instant, when the welcoming kiss was the traditional cheek kiss. First on her left cheek and then on the right. Only the stopping in the middle and kissing Jackie on the lips. The single kiss lasted as long as the two I experienced. It may have lasted as long as it did due to Jackie’s hand which shot to the taller woman’s back; holding her in place.

So I was astonished when Jackie in a level lovely tone said, “Well I wasn’t expecting to see you ... Gretchen. It is Gretchen? ... Do you live here? Because the house is gorgeous. Or are others here as well?” The last question I guessed was Jackie’s way of trying to figure out how many men, I would have fuck her over any objections she might have. And would punish her, if she didn’t.

Gretchen answered, “Yes that is the correct name. And the only visitors are you two. And, thank you. I, too, think Hans owns a beautiful house and property. And as such I go where he goes.”

I found the manor in which Gretchen had said, “I go where he goes,” strange. As was her way of saying none of the other people from the meeting were there. But I left it at that, figuring a bit of a language barrier. I hoped the cultural differences also left an opening for me to flirt with Gretchen within what was normal bounds. “Well Gretchen, you look as beautiful as ever. “ I could have said, “All of you” based on her attire.

She didn’t blush as Jackie might have at the compliment, she only nodded her gratitude. She then said, “Please, follow me. I will direct you to Hans. You can leave your bags here. I will come and get them to take them to your room.”

I noticed she too had said room not rooms. I assumed that Hans had figured that Jackie and I slept together in a single room. She then added, “Unless it’s not customary for her to be beside you at night. In which case we can make suitable arrangements for her.”

Again, I found her exchange with me very unusual, to say the least. She had directed almost all conversation to me leaving Jackie just to listen like her opinion didn’t matter whatsoever. I let it all slide as Gretchen turned to lead us. The reason being she had an ass to die for considering her age. It was covered more than a thong alone would have done, but not more than a mildly conservative bathing suit would. Which left her flesh there for the ogling. And the gentle curve of her ass along with the complete lack of anything that even resembled cellulite kept my attention. Her cheeks raised and lowered and jiggled with each step and sway of her hips. I thought Jackie would say something about being ignored. But she too seemed mesmerized by the seductive sight. From the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Jackie unconsciously licking her top lip with the tongue’s tip briefly.

I said nothing to Jackie about her outward display of desire. Still, I turned to her and asked, “Well, do you want to stay in your own room, tonight”

My asking Jackie the question caused Gretchen to stop and turn to me. “Oh I’m sorry, I assumed she was your...”

Before she finished the statement I said, “Oh you assumed she’s my girlfriend. It’s okay lots of people make that mistake. She is...”

Before I could finish what Jackie truly was to me, Jackie chimed in, “Not his girlfriend. He is just my boss.” I like how the statement covered both her work for the company and her being my companion without actually saying it. She continued, “But I can see how people would get that mistaken impression. Considering, I have spent almost every hour of the day with him, over the past couple of months.”

Gretchen somberly said, “I’m sorry. I will tell Hans of my mistakes. He will want to know about it.”

I figured she planned on telling Hans so he would realize Jackie and

I were not boyfriend and girlfriend. Later, I would find out that was not the case. To Jackie, I said, ‘‘Well what’s your pleasure?”

She answered me,” I’ve been sleeping with you for months. So I guess one more night won’t kill me. Since when we get back to the city, I’ll be sharing that same small bed with you again.” Jackie then looked at Gretchen, “Please tell me though that the room has more than a small full-size bed.”

“Oh yes. The room has a king-size bed. So there is lots of room for two.” She stated confidently.

Walking into the expertly furnished living room, I noticed Heidi. She was dressed identically to her sister. Only her hair was in two Dragon barrettes and braided. It was the hairstyle of a German barmaid at Octoberfest. The rest of her was pure Greek goddess. Her breasts were just as gorgeous and visible as her twins. All the while she had a serine look about her.

Yet with all the elegant furniture in the room, it was strange she was quietly sitting on the floor. She was in the lotus position with her hands on each ankle on the opposite knee. The excess covering was laid out flat in front of her pussy instead of wadded up or under her. Even after we entered, she maintained her sitting up straight on a small pillow that appeared to be a small dog’s bed. An identical one was on the other side of where Hans sat. He put his paper away and stood up to greet us. At this point, Heidi did as well. She rose as fluidly and effortlessly as a mountain stream. Again Jackie made her desires known through an inadvertent wetting of her lips.

I am unsure if Hans noticed how Jackie was looking at his scantily dressed employee. If he did I couldn’t tell by his greeting of Jackie. Once again, Hans did not just shake Jackie’s hand but kissed it. He drew her in for a kiss on her cheek, which caused her to blush. I, too, was blushing shortly after. When Heidi did not shake my hand but took me in her arms. Where I had expected a kiss on the cheek, she, too, put her lips to mine, for what should have been a quick peck wasn’t. She held my lips with hers in a way that was anything but a peck. That alone would have made me blush a bit. It was her backing up for a second before putting her lips on mine for the second time, that spread the blush. She went over the top and enclosed her lips on mine for a while before pulling back not letting go. It pulled them out ever so slightly while she moistened my captured lips with her tongue’s tip. The kiss was similar in technique and feel to that of her sister’s kiss. Yet slightly different. That is what darkened the blush like a schoolboy kissed for the first time.

Finished giving me a more than warm greeting she stepped towards Jackie; who had been released by Hans. Before Heidi had a chance to welcome Jackie as Gretchen had, Gretchen said, “They do not live like we do.”

I assume she was talking about the European style of kissing people when greeting them. However, I didn’t think the kiss Gretchen or Heidi had given me qualified as the European style.

Gretchen turned to Hans not caring that Jackie and I were present. “Ich entschuldige mich. Ich nahm an, dass Ihr Gast das war, was er nicht ist. Ich hoffe, meine Aktion bringt Ihnen keine Schande.”

Hans stared angrily at Gretchen, “Joe by any chance are you or Jackie fluent in German?”

“No sir I cannot say I am fluent in any language but English. And, many people would even question that.” I replied

Jackie snickered off to the side and said, “Yes and I would be one of them.”

Hans chuckled along with Jackie, “I see. One was correct. You are the brains of the organization.” I thought it strange that he knew of the conversation that happened well before we had met him in person. Yet I assumed Gretchen must have told him of it then going back to the earlier conversation.

Hans, then, scornfully said looking back and forth between the Greek goddesses, “English only while I have guests. Repeat in English for the guest”

She said, “I apologize. I assumed your guests were what they are not. I hope my action does not bring you dishonor.”

Hans looked critically at her, “Yes that was a failing. I am sure one that will be repeated.” She just nodded not saying anything. Hans then turned to me, “Well I guess Max was wrong. He going to owe me twenty thousand Euros.”

I was unprepared to be the subject of a bet. At least it wasn’t a “Trading Places” bet. “So you and Max are also social acquaintances; not just through work?” I asked trying to get my bearings on how Max knew Hans. Plus I hoped a twenty thousand Euro loss wouldn’t cause any issues with my getting future work with him.

It was as if Hans could read my mind, and decided to answer the unasked questions. Instead of the asked ones, “Don’t worry about the bet. It won’t affect what he thinks of you or your ability to work for him. He and I keep our private lives very separate from work. At work as in our private lives, we just expect perfection. Now we look at it in a different manner.”

Hans was as adept at changing the subject on a dime as Jackie was. “And, though had hoped that Max and Olivia would have been able to join us this weekend. Max called. He apologized for not being able to come this weekend. He also said I could let you and Jackie know the outcome of the pregnancy test. Olivia will be giving Max a child.” He smiled broadly at me. And though, I seriously doubted Max had told Hans I had been fucking his wife; Hans said, “I guess congratulations are in order. Welcome to the family. It is too bad Max has decided to keep Olivia at home. He believes the first trimester is the most important. He is not wrong. But Olivia was so looking forward to seeing Jackie again. And, I can see why she has the desire to be with you again.” Once again Hans had known something about Olivia’s and Jackie’s relationship he had no way of knowing. Yet he did and had Jackie blushing at his unspoken knowledge. I on the other hand was confused at the welcome to the family. I figured it would clear itself up over time.

Being a gracious host Hans asked, “Can I get you anything to drink?”

I nodded and said, “Yes. I guess I could use a bourbon neat.” He stood there for a second like he was expecting me to give Jackie the order to fill my request. I turned to her and said, “The usual Bailey’s and coffee.” She nodded looking nervous like she understood something that I didn’t. Yet, she didn’t just come out and say it. And I didn’t tell her to. Instead, I commented on her drink selection. “You do know, usually that is an evening dessert type drink. Despite the fact, you usually have it morning, noon, or night.” For Hans’s sake, I added, “Well at least on those mornings we don’t have to go to work.”

She nodded looking at Hans, “You know you can never have enough caffeine.”

He smiled at her and nodded, “Yes ... Or beautiful women around you.” Jackie blushed a deep shade of red at the comment.

Jackie demurely said, “Thank you, that’s sweet.”

“Olivia did say that you were a blusher,” Hans said at seeing Jackie’s color change.

She nodded and said, “So you know Olivia well, also.”

Hans was a bit cagey and pointed first at Gretchen, then at Heidi. He said, “Before you, her favorites used to be One and Two. But since then, evidently, you have replaced them as her favorite and I can definitely see why.”

I could tell there was more he wasn’t saying. But I let Jackie bask in the limelight for a while. Plus there was the odd way in which he expressed himself, I, again, wrote off to English being the second language. But it’s still stuck in the back of my brain. The way he had identified Gretchen. The inkling of an idea was growing, In the meantime, I said, “She’s lots of people’s favorite once they are exposed to her.” I thought Jackie was going to punch me for the pointed comment.

Hans didn’t get the inside dig. He said, “I can only imagine that would be the case. Which may be why Olivia asked me to send her love. And she hopes she can express it herself sometime soon.”

Heidi came back with a drink in one hand and a coffee in the other. Giving them to us she returned to her pillow and resumed her lotus position. Only while getting down and neatly spreading out the fabric that covered her did she give me a quick view of her cunt. The runner was the same color as her hair, with a very short pile, about an inch wide and two inches long. The shaped pussy hair started at a square tattoo and ended at the top of her slit. Her labia showed not the first sign of any hair and were not overly plump. They were pulled apart exposing the deep pink of thinner lips that normally would not have been seen.

Gretchen handed Hans his drink and sat in much the same way as her sister. She too had given me a view of her cunt as she sat on the pillow next to the empty chair. Her clit, labia, tattoo, and landing strip of pussy hair matched her sisters identically. Had I the opportunity to count them. The number of individual hairs the two had would have been the exact same. I knew Jackie had gotten the same eyeful also. She like a horny teenage boy was not very discreet in her staring at Gretchen’s crotch. Hans showed no indication of being aware of Jackie’s inappropriate stares, though he distinctly knew. Motioning to the couch he said, “Please let’s sit. We can talk for a while before dinner.”

As I walked to the light tan suede couch I looked around at the decor. The place seemed to be devoid of pictures of him or what would lead you to know anything about his personal life. Looking out the back window I saw the home overlooked the lake, behind it. I reiterated what Jackie had told Gretchen. “You have a beautiful home here. And such a spectacular view.”

Hans replied in an unusual manner, “Thank you. I do hope you enjoy the view of all of my property. It is here for your enjoyment. Feel free to use it anytime and in any way you wish.” Again I figured English, not being his first language, was the reason his comment was phrased so very oddly.

I sat on the fine suede couch while Jackie took a seat on the matching loveseat. Seeing the women on the floor failed to register. And being from Texas, where politeness and chivalry are not dead, I said, “If either of you ladies would like to sit up here with me. I would not be offended and I don’t bite.” I motioned to the open space next to me.

“Thank you sir but this is where we need to be,” Gretchen said staying seated.

Hans sternly said down to her, “One we need to work on your manners. She looked at the floor and nodded demurely. He then added, “Go sit with him. Two, make sure Jackie is serviced correctly.”

Gretchen stood and came over to me, while Heidi went to Jackie. The two women sat next to us. I could understand Heidi needing to be close to Jackie on the loveseat. But with all the space available on the couch Gretchen sat down right next to me. She and Heidi were both at a distance most Texans would’ve said violated their personal space. Yet the two were so polished that within ten minutes of small talk, it seemed natural.

And Gretchen and Heidi kept our glasses full as we talked of Jackie’s family and mine. Jackie explained how we met, including all the information about the dress shopping for the wedding and my wearing the tiara. She also included my walking her to her room after the wedding. She left off anything about being my companion. Or how that had been the way she had started to work for me. Each time the women came back with drinks they sat closer to us. Gretchen was almost in my lap each time she came back with the new drink for me. Heidi was the same way with Jackie, who had changed from her coffee and Bailey’s after the second one. She had switched to Bourbon neat.

After half an hour, Heidi’s hand found the skin at the bottom of Jackie’s skirt. She let it rest at the intersection of flesh and fabric. I had noticed the fabric, had moved up Jackie’s thigh and she seemed unaware of it. Heidi had gotten so close to Jackie, that Jackie’s arm basically had to go around the woman’s shoulders. In a short time, the two look like a pair of girlfriends on a date, cuddled in a secluded restaurant booth. As such the older woman’s other delicate hand had directed both of Jackie’s hands, without her realizing or objecting to it being done.

Jackie’s hand that had been around her shoulder, Heidi had nonchalantly moved it down from her bare shoulder. Heidi had Jackie’s palm on the upper curve of her breast. She had half of Jackie’s fingers on her toga and the other ones on her flawless skin dipped under the loose fabric. Having set the one hand, Heidi had Jackie’s other hand under hers far up on her thigh. It didn’t look like she was trying to hold Jackie’s hand back from reaching the junction of her thighs, but maybe guiding it higher. Where she had it, I wouldn’t have been surprised if Jackie could feel the heat that was coming from Heidi’s pussy.

Gretchen’s hands did much the same with mine. Though my hand had started on the cushion behind Gretchen. When she had adjusted my hand to the upper part of her breast I discovered her breasts were as firm as they looked. Gretchen had my fingertip on the edge of her dark ring. Her moving my other hand to her thigh only confirmed Jackie could feel Gretchen’s identical twin’s pussy’s heat. I felt the rise of temperature on the back of my fingers as the fronts were impressed with the softness of her inner thigh. And astounded by the density of the muscle below.

The conversation about Jackie’s family had kept the elephant in the room invisible. Yet with it ending the elephant was once again visible. And Jackie in the way only she can brought it to our attention. “So how did only these two beautiful women end up being here for dinner? And in such gorgeous attire.”

First Hans looked at me and then at Jackie. He clearly made up his mind at that moment to explain and kept looking Jackie in the eyes. “I do not have many visitors here at the house, socially. I have a group of people that I normally associate socially with. But only a few from the company have been here. But most of the time I do not have guests here. I usually meet them out. But Max was sure that by this time you would be Joe’s. Under that assumption, I decided to have you over. I, also thought that having you over would be good in that I could explain some things to you. And that starts with One and Two are here because I own them.”

Jackie surprised me by saying, “I thought as much. I’ve been reading a fictional story about a girl that is a submissive to a boy she knows. But I thought that only happened in fictional stories.” I now knew what the story she had been so engrossed in was about. What I didn’t know was, what about it had captured her imagination so thoroughly.

“No it happens in real life also,” Hans informed her. I already knew it did happen. But didn’t know any of them personally and never would have expected it from women who were so refined and accomplished. Plus I didn’t spend much time learning about the lifestyle, I wouldn’t live. I had a business to run.

Hans did not seem offended at Jackie’s comments, so I didn’t try and stop her when she asked calmly, “But why did you call them One and Two?”

I don’t think Hans was intentionally ignoring me but he saw a chance to educate Jackie. Someone he assumed I would own by now. I guessed it was his way of preparing her for the day I did if it ever came. “You do not name your chairs, do you? Well, why would my property have names?”

“Why would they have names?” I broke in questioning his supposition, “Because they have names. I guess I don’t understand. I would think that would make them slaves.”

Jackie just had been listening. She was clearly digesting what Hans had said. Whereas I was completely confused. Hans turned to Jackie and said, “You obviously know and are in tune with the lifestyle that I am talking about.”

Jackie looked inquisitively at Hans. It was like she wanted to say something different than what she did, “You’re their master. And you live a dominant-submissive lifestyle.

Hans nodded and said, “Yes that is one way of putting it but there is so much more to it than just master and slaves.” The two women that were basically sitting in our laps and having us feel them up, were not phased by the discussion. This despite the fact, we were discussing them.

His comment was all it took to clear up all the things that have been bugging me. Suddenly came into focus yet I had to ask, “I have been to a couple of BDSM bars and clubs before. This seems completely foreign to what I saw. I don’t want to speak out of turn, but what I saw in those places isn’t something I could see strong intelligent women engaged in.”

Hans began talking with me but gazing at Jackie making sure she took it all in as well, “Me either. But that is how those people choose to live. We choose to live differently.”

I thought was interesting he said we. I still was looking for clarification, “I still don’t understand it. What do Gretchen and Heidi get from all of this? All the BDSM clubs, I’ve been to, just look like just a bunch of assholes dominating and beating on women. Getting off on beating and torturing women.”

I could see Hans actually looked angry. But it turned out not at me, “Those people that torture women are abhorrent. They should be taken out and subjected to the same torture for the rest of their lives. BDSM and torture do not exist on the same pitch.”

I was still confused and again asked, “So what do Gretchen and Heidi get out of this? Please don’t take offense. I believe, to each their own, but I don’t understand how this benefits them.”

Hans reassured me, “Oh I do not take offense. It is good to have an open discussion. It is the only way people learn. And while I do not have these conversations with people at work, many of them know or have an idea of how One, Two, and I live. But as for employees, I keep work and personal separate. I would like to think you and I could become friends like Max and me.”

“I would like that as well,” I said. “And as a friend, all confidences stay with me.”

“Thank you I appreciate, that,” Hans replied.

Getting back to the original question, I repeated, “So what is in it for Gretchen and Heidi?”

“How about we get it from the dragon’s mouth? One tell Joe what you get out of this relationship.” Hans said firmly. Gretchen’s face was mere inches from mine as she looked into my eyes. She put her lips to mine in a nice long drawn-out kiss. I heard Jackie’s surprised gasp at the kiss and Gretchen’s pussy pumped out more heat as her hand moved mine even closer to it.

Having given me a quick taste of her tongue she pulled her lips from mine. She mischievously grinned at Hans, “You know as well as I do.”

Hans turned red virtually instantly, “One you know you are not allowed to be a brat, now. And this is the second time this month.” You could almost see the twinkle in Gretchen’s eyes. “Two take her and enforce the rule. Ten but no counting until her whole ass is red. Ten to each foot, and the egg should teach her manners.”

Heidi got up from Jackie, “I am sorry ma’am but duty calls me away.” With that, she put her hand on the back of Jackie’s head and drew her in for a kiss. I was sure I heard Jackie moan first as their tongues had their first dance. It was Heidi’s moving the hand on her thigh onto her pussy and enticing the middle finger to slide up the wet crack, which I believe had her moan.

Jackie still looked like a deer in headlights when Heidi took her sister by the arm. “I apologize for taking Hans’s property from you. But she needs fixing.”