Chapter 7: The Closing Part 1 - Sign

Tuesday Night July 29, 2008

Tennis/Pool/Guest House of David Barnes

The home of David Barnes was a three-story mansion, with a pool and tennis courts in back. Beyond the courts was a two-story house that served as a combined guest house, pool house, tennis locker room and party house - that was where the party would be held. On the first floor were 2 locker rooms, each with their own shower room. The space between the 2 locker rooms was a large party room. Upstairs were three large guest suites, each designed to accommodate a family of four. The area was surrounded by a tall double privacy fence. The entire property was large enough that the house and the privacy fence could not be seen from the edge of the property, which was undeveloped and surrounded by a chain-link fence. A security company supplied dogs to roam the undeveloped area, between the chain link and the privacy fences.

Each of the six guests (3 lawyers, 2 male geeks and Red, who was Sam’s COO and would service them all) arrived in their own vehicle which they parked in reserved spots on opposite sides of the building, geeks on one side and the lawyers on the other. Due to the layout of the grounds and the maps they were given the cars arrived from opposite directions, on different driveways. There were a couple of attendants to guide the guests. Once parked the guests were shown to their locker room where their robes were laid out. They had a chance to shower before they changed.

Everybody was prompt, arriving in a 20 minute window. They were all present when the limo arrived.

The six guests were all committed to their employer and had some job-related attachment to the relationship with the other company. They had all read the story by Willow Code and understood how the ceremony was arranged to bind their firms together. After reading what was expected and then looking at the bios and pictures none of them objected to their part in the exercise, in fact they were looking forward to it. Red had the biggest role for the party, she was cast as “everybody’s girlfriend du jour” (or more properly, “girlfriend la nuit”), the object of the friendly gang-bang. She was especially looking forward to it.

Unlike the Japanese model where negotiations took place on every level, these CEOs negotiated directly. However, their guests were the people who would “make things work” if an issue arose. Because of the nature of their firms they never expected to see anyone from the other group in the workplace, but if they needed something they would call. Sam and David made this “remote team-building” aspect clear as a reason for the ceremony/party/orgy.

Sam and Barnes did not want Red and Phil to feel ambushed, so they had a talk with each beforehand. They were both eager for the chance to meet in a party instead of a normal date. A sex party was even better. They were not strangers, as long-time acquaintances Red had been to the funeral of Phil’s fiancee where the two talked briefly. At the time Red was free-lancing and was miserable living at home, because of her needs that was all she could afford. Her parents were well-intentioned but very overbearing, dating was not an option. Now, a little over a year later, Red was #2 at the computer services firm. Home was a custom condo designed for her needs and she had custom wheels to suit her needs and show that she was doing very well. She had been critical in attracting other clients to Sam’s little computer firm, expanding the revenue stream tenfold, and that led to the dual joys of her work (which she loved) the income which bought her freedom.

In addition to reconnecting with Phil, Red was over-the-top with gratitude at her boss for thoughtfully arranging a gang-bang with new faces for her to enjoy making cum. “It is just the sexercise I need but never get, with new faces to enjoy as they fill me.” At the office she found it too easy to get lost in her work, “exercising her mind too much and her pussy too little.” She spent so little time away from work that she had killed, via neglect, every houseplant in her condo. In addition she loved the idea of meeting a few new people who were safe and didn’t need to waste time with chit-chat before they screwed her silly, it all sounded like a delightfully exhausting evening.

Meating her old friend Phil - they had made out once or twice many years ago but never really dated - was a bonus.

David and Sam had come to talk to Phil together in his office the week before. He admitted that he could not bring himself to try to meet somebody new on his own. He knew his social inertia would cost him his job. However, David was clear he did not want to lose Phil, so they agreed to try this. Phil was actually quite excited about seeing Red again, while a date was “too much” a party sounded idea, and that “opened the door” to moving forward. Phil called Red. They had each seen the other having shameless, uninhibited multi-person sex on the beach during their surfing days, so Red’s role at the closing was the opposite of a problem. (Dressing for a conventional first date? That would be awkward.) They were both too busy to meet before the closing, but were looking forward to the opportunity to jump into something in the group setting were they would be expected to plug in and share face-to-face time that ended with the ultimate social action.

When the limo arrived at the house Sam and David went to the two changing rooms where their employees waited. Sam found her people in a high state of excitement. Wiretop and Keith (her two guys) changed in the same room a Red, sharing facilities (like the dorm and shower) was part of the corporate culture for these geeks.

David’s group had all read the story several times and were really tuned up for something different as a social meeting. These guys had service girls at work each day, plus there was the wife-exchange in their corporate culture. Phil had shared a little bit of what he knew about Red. They would get to know her much better soon enough. Rose went with her father to the lawyers room, she saw no reason to cover herself when she said hello to the guys. After sharing a warm “hello” with each of the guys, especially with Billy, she excused herself.

None of the guys were overly concerned about sloppy sex with Red or the other two females, if that came up. Plus, they knew about Wiretop’s special appetite.

When all was ready the two groups filed into the main room behind their respective leader. Rose was standing motionless, naked with her head down and her legs spread in front of the room, on a well-lit platform. The lawyers all knew Rose from the socials, and Billy had enjoyed sharing a bed with her during two of the wife-exchanges. To the geeks she was beautiful and very tempting. Sam and David took positions flanking Rose.

When everybody was in position David began his speech.

He started by talking about his experiences as a young lawyer working with the Japanese, how everyone participated in formulating a contract and, when it was ready, how executives were selected from every level of each firm to participate in committing the entire firm to the contract and the other firm with “their bodies.” It was part of the Japanese corporate culture where salarymen believed they were tied for life to their firm, and they believed their firm grew stronger as their allies grew stronger. He mentioned several world-wide deals he had been involved in negotiating, where a distribution company and a studio made huge, and very successful, deals that were essential to the future of both firms. These deal contributed tens of millions in profits to the law firm which employed him and hundreds of millions to the US and International firms he negotiated with.

He admitted that such cultural outlooks seem out-of-place in the areas where they practiced, law and computer services were both cases of distinctly personal expertise in a marketplace that changed like quicksilver, with firms rising and falling essentially overnight.

Still, in any business, deals were part of life, promises were important, and contacts with others were golden. He swore that when his name was on the letterhead, he would stay true to his core contracts, and would signify that commitment with a ceremony. He said that some of those closing ceremonies led to personal relationships that paid off in tangible and intangible ways.

In this case he had seen where genius and expertise of his fellow lawyers and his opposite number had saved the firm when it was hours from total destruction, so he and “his honored counterpart” recognize the importance of those services with an appropriate ceremony. The second contract taught him something more important, Sam taught him a valuable lesson by urging him to expand the ceremony. Now, with their third and largest contract, he had a broader view of how important the experiences and mindset of “their business partners” was critical, so they expanded the ceremony to every level of each organization’s professionals. They had evolved again as he learned, at great expense one Friday in June, the importance of trusting those who see the world from another angle, instead of just looking at things in one-dimension, as every lawyer was trained to do.

That lesson was so important that to show it’s value his only daughter was here as part a basic part of in the ceremony. At Sam’s urging and with Rose’s eager consent she looked forward to taking an active role with them.

Next Samantha spoke. She talking of how the two executives evolved as they learned trust. “My honored counterpart brought up the Japanese ceremony because that first contract meant so much to him, and those ceremonies made such a deep impression. But some cultures do not translate so well. I am proud of the evolution which occurred as we sought common ground. I assure you all, neither company would exist today it we did not trust and work together. Now we intend to play together, to get to know and trust one another on a more intimate level, including enjoying with each other the most basic of human acts as a part of working together and growing our tribe’s network, however that is defined.”

David had a final comment. “You have all read the story we circulated. What you don’t know is that the story was written by the two of us as a outline for the evening. Starting now.”

With that comment Rose Barnes moved for the first time. She had been standing, but now she turned her back, spread her stance a bit and assumed a slightly bent-forward position, showing everyone in the room her pussy, her bottom, and under a spotlight the small of her back where the signature section of the contract was reproduced like a tattoo. Rose’s sex was parted and wet, she had obviously been fingered or penetrated recently to arousal.

Samantha and David Barnes were both photographed signing her body, effectively signing the contract. As they signed they fingered Rose so she made happy sounds of thanks and approval. When their signature was complete they underlined it with fluids from her pussy. It was a powerful image for all.

Rose could not help wiggling in anticipation of what was coming next. When Sam and David were done signing she settled her body on a curved cushion resting on the raised custom sex-platform or table at the front of the room. It was something like an expanded medical examination table, presenting her body on her back in profile to the audience. The cushion supported her in such a way that her pussy was raised at one end while her head was slightly reclined, leaning back, at the other end. There were leg supports for Rose when she reclined, and support for Samantha as she took a position just over Rose’s face. David would stand between his daughter’s legs.

(The table was built by Qwit, who started with a medical table. He finished Saturday, with the final measurements and fitting when Rose visited. Naturally they had done a test run. Rose was very impressed by Qwit’s muscles, including the one that counted the most.)

Once Rose was in position, Samantha and David Barnes both opened their robes, then pulled the strings which raised and fastened the hems in the hiked-up position, so they were exposed from the waist down. They both moved so the could enjoy Rose together.

Dave took position between Rose’s legs, the platform was designed so she was the perfect height for his erect cock. Heights were arranged so the audience could see his cock enter her without any legs in the way. Rose used her hand to guide him. They all saw as she moved the tip of his erection up and down her slit, spreading lubrication so she could feel him inside. “Oh you are so wet for me,” she cooed as she moved the cock along her valley. “So big and so hard and stiff. I can’t wait to take you in ... so stiff ... I’m going to really enjoy this.”

He was fully hard, they both felt he was harder and perhaps seemed bigger than usual. Both were sure the pills he took before dinner made him that way.

With the head of his cock against the inner lips of her pussy, he stopped. “Remember, ladies first. Wait until that pretty little mouth of yours is in use before we go the next step.”

It took a bit longer for Sam to open up her robe and get it ready, it was designed to open wider so the audience could see her breasts when it was open. When ready she approached Rose’s head and “took a knee,” settling down in what some call the “Tim Tebow” pose, resting on her one down knee (away from the audience) while the other knee was up so it did not block the view of her nether lips meeting Rose’s extended and eager tongue. Rose’s head was tilted back, she was framed by Sam’s “up” leg, so everybody could see as Sam’s open pussy, gleaming in the light, descended to Rose’s open, eager mouth to begin the lesbian face-fuck. They saw how Rose’s tongue licked the length of the bottom of the valley of Sam’s pussy. In this position everybody watched, spellbound, the profile view as Sam’s nether lips, bright with lipstick that seemed to glow in the light, settled down to kiss Rose’s lips, which wore the same lipstick. Sam wiggled and moaned as Rose sucked inner labials into her mouth and stretched her tongue deep into Sam.

Rose did not shy away. The audience and her Father could see her probing Sam’s pussy with her tongue extended, to start licking and sucking the juices and sensitive flesh she found even before Sam’s pussy adjusted against Rose’s mouth, making the open lip kiss for both. Once they were in place Sam used her hands to take hold of Rose’s nipples, pulling them up and twisting them in a show for the audience. Rose’s arms rose and returned the favor.

Watching the two woman play together as lovers wrung an aroused moan from Red where she was watching. Heads swiveled to see her fingers under her robe and her body moving in a way that said “passion.”

Once Sam was settled with Rose’s lips and tongue working on the pussy pressed to her face, David finally moved his body the little bit needed to start his push into his daughter’s body. The audience could see how Rose arched and wiggled, greeting her father with impure joy as he penetrated. Once she was engaged at both ends she used one arm and one leg to pull both lovers tight against her, giving herself to them to enjoy.

All of the audience was fairly close to Rose, who was under several spotlights. She was quite an erotic sight, the living image of eager sexual giving and receiving, the commerce between the two CEOs and the firms they represented. Red was the only member in the audience who was not tenting her robe. But as an alternative, Red’s nipples were standing up nicely and showing themselves through the light fabric of the robe while her hands could not stay away from her crotch.

Aroused by the compelling scene on stage, the five guys who had read the story had to glance quickly at Red and smile, they all knew what was coming for them once her body was in a similar position after the leaders finished their business with Rose. Red felt her face was turning red as her hair at some of their glances, plus her own hunger grew. She had to touch herself more openly while she was watching, even if some of the men saw her do it.

Red glanced quickly to the back of the room, it was in shadow now but would be spotlit later. There she could make out the cushion and the second sex-platform where 5 or 6 men and possibly 1 or 2 women were going to make her intimate acquaintance. Most would probably share their seed with her more that once. If she wanted she could enjoy more than one at a time. Wiretop - when she looked she could see that he was thinking of her - would be counted on to clean her pussy when required, Red agreed with Sam that his tongue was pretty good at that. One cannot control what they desire; like blue eyes or fair skin it was nothing to be ashamed of, it was just how he was wired and for them it was very enjoyable wiring.

She could hardly wait until it was her turn to have all these men offer her their balls’ tribute gang-banged her naked body in the spotlight.

Still, the show on stage was so intense, grabbing attention that Red, like the men, could only tear their eyes away for quick glances.

On stage were the bosses who signed the paychecks of everybody watching from the audience. These were all skilled, self-reliant, educated people who were now giving in to their most primitive base desires - the uniquely human pleasures of mating. Those on the stage were sharing with the audience what was normally a special, private act with a beautiful girl. It was an act that society the world over looked down at seeing (or showing), an act that was fodder for comedians who knew that nobody was offended by making fun of porno actors, who were societies untouchables. (Of course, bad comedians were unmentionables.)

But deep in the hearts of men and women, society’s disdain for any sex act rang false. Growth of offspring was the only real meter of success for the race, over the ages they grew or perished. As they watched every man in the audience really wanted to be on that stage, pushing his cock into Rose, giving her pleasure and experiencing her enjoyment of that pleasure. As for the lone woman watching, she wanted to be in Rose’s place, at least for some of it. It was clear that Rose was doing things very well, enjoying the sensations that David and Sam were enjoying giving her as they climbed to even greater thrills. Who would not want those feelings? Most men and some women strive all their lives for those most precious moments at the heights of pleasure. The desire is always there, in the back of the mind, a gift from the ancestors to insure there were descendants.

As for those who didn’t share and pass down these desires, or were inhibited by their tribes? They likely didn’t have descendants. Evolution over 100,000 years showed little mercy about what was central for survival.

As the show went on the men grew afraid to touch their own cocks, as they watched their state became so aroused they might dishonor themselves and lose what they had saved up, instead of pumping it into Red where it would bring mutual pleasure. They knew the program, they all had their first load ‘penciled in’ for Red’s sweet pussy. They also held the hope that they might score with Rose or Sam at some point, it was presented as a possibility. Some of the younger men even dared to think of a hat-trick with all three of the women or all three of the orifices they could cum in. They were all confident in their heads, but they had to wonder if they had the cojones to dare it?

Then came the doubts. Could they even get it up more than once with others, their peers, watching? What if they were too fast? Or could not finish? Could they live with the shame? These were the terrible burdens all men faced.

Such were the thoughts of men as they watched the trio on stage, who were doing wonderful pleasures upon each other, as the audience waited their turn to do the same.

Given the ways that she was immersed in pleasure at both ends, plus how wound up her mind was at this whole episode, plus the fact that an audience was watching her do it all, it was no surprise that Rose showed her climb to release first. The Pink shortened the time for the climb, plus it lifted her inhibitions, letting her get a little higher with everybody watching it happen.