The Business
written by:
Lisa Peacock

Warning This story may have content that offends some people. Some I have already removed for those who may be sensitive to some material and to comply with the rules of the web sight. Also if you are under the legal age to read such material in your area please proceed no further.

Once again I wish to thank all those readers that read my stories and made contact with me. I trust I replied to all and hope the pictures you requested met with your approval. Lisa Peacock

Being in Real Estate does have some distinct advantages. Such as the odd property that comes up and is just too good a purchase to let pass by...put a bit of work into it, and then back on the market. Some you can make a good profit from, others not so good, buy right and you can nearly always you can come out ahead, somewhat like the share market.

However, the investment Dave and I became involved in was not a property. It was a business, a business that I would never have considered.

It was our friend Kevin who whilst sitting reading the morning paper, scanning the ads, as we all enjoyed a morning coffee suddenly said.

"Hey what's this here Laura?" he asked.

"What's what where Kevin?" I replied

"City National...that's your lot is it not" he asked, referring to the Real Estate company I work for.

"Yes...yes it is...so what"

"Who's Perry Cashman" he asked.

"He's one of our commercial salesmen...why?"

"Got a good business here Dave...see this?" he said now directing his attention to my husband Dave.

"What are you talking about Kevin" I said a little loudly, allowing myself to become frustrated at all the questions and no real answers.

"Shit, yeah now that could be a bit of us Kevin" Dave replied after reading the add.

"Will someone please tell me what it is that's so bloody interesting" more frustration.

"He's only got an Escort Agency for sale...that's what" Kevin at last revealing what had him all excited

"Oh god is that all...what would you two want with an escort agency?" I asked

I was confronted with two leering, smiling faces.

"I think it would be brilliant...don't you Dave" said Kevin.

"Absolutely" he replied.

"Oh am I not good enough for you two is that it?" I asked

"Of course you are sweetheart, we both love you to bits...but you know,...a change sometimes...I mean as much as I love steak I don't have it for every meal do I?" said Kevin.

"God that's all you two can think of" I said picking up the coffee cups and making for the kitchen. "I've got to go to work anyhow"

"Hey get the particulars off this...this Perry whatever his name is...I'm serious" said Kevin.

"Yeh...yeh if I remember" I said, giving each a kiss, before leaving, followed shortly by a couple of wolf whistles as my skirt rode up when I climbed behind the wheel my car, revealing a substantial amount of thigh. I stuck my tongue out at them and started the motor. Was Kevin really keen on the idea I wondered as I drove to the office.

When I remembered what Kevin had requested I went to see Perry. I must admit I was somewhat embarrassed having to ask the questions and was Kevin setting me up, playing one of his many practical jokes on me.

"Look you understand Perry it's not for me and Dave, it's for a friend of ours...he seems to think it will be fun owning and escort agency"

A wicked little smile crossed his face. "Of course Laura, I understand...a bit like asking for a celebrities autograph, it's not for me...it's for my cousin, sister or whoever...I understand...any way I think you'd be good at it to be quite frank" another big grin on his face.

"Oh Yeh well it still wouldn't help you my friend" I replied with a smile. I knew Perry just longed to get into my pants.

"So I take that as a no" still smiling.

"Correct" I replied

"Well I can tell you it is a good business...very profitable...seems to be well run, clean and plenty of health checks, the owners are pretty strict on that, they own the premises but your friend could lease if he preferred...I can't give any precise figures, he'd have to come and see me...sign a confidentiality form, then he'll get the precise break down, they've kept good books and had an accountant go over them...apart from that...that is as much as I can tell you at this stage...get your friend to come and see me"

"One more thing...why are they selling" I asked

"Pure and simple...selling up and moving away...going to spend some time overseas, now that they can afford it...as I've said...would suit you Laura" he said, not being able to resist in having one last dig at me, his eyes focused on my crossed legs.

"Yeh, well as I said Perry...it won't help you" I replied rising and leaving his office.

I was a little late getting home, two property visits and a written contract had held me up, when I did eventually arrive, I was ambushed by Dave and Kevin. The two of them had put together a magnificent meal, a fine bottle of wine and I knew there was something else to come; it was the softening up process.

Sitting outside in the cool of the evening, enjoying more wine, they could contain themselves no longer.

"Um...er did you manage to have a word with that Terry guy" Kevin asked

"Hm...it's Perry actually and yes I did"

Both now leaning forward eager to hear more. I said nothing, took another sip of my wine and closed my eyes.

"Oh come on...come on...stop playing the smart arse...what did he say?" both still hunched forward waiting my reply.

"Well he did say it was a very good business...good profits...well run...but alas he's sold it" I said, smiling.

"Oh shit no surely not...I told you it was a good business...we could have been running it" their disappointment was obvious.

I let them rant on for a while before confessing I'd been having them on.

"No sorry it is still for sale...but you need to go and see him...he'll give you all the guff then" I said, grinning.

"You little bitch...you really had us all wound up" then they looked at each other, both grinning, both having the same idea.

I knew what was coming. I was about to pay for my little joke. "No...no don't you dare...don't you dare". I screamed at them, both had hold of me...dragging me toward the pool, then I was suddenly air born and splashed fully clothed into the cool water. When I surfaced I saw and heard them laughing like two naughty school boys. Then they helped me out. I stood there drenched, and dripping water.

"If I were you I'd get out of those wet cloths" said Dave with a snigger.

"Right...right I will" I said and immediately started to peel them all off, discarding the wet clothing onto the ground, now totally naked I dived back into the pool. The invitation was there; shortly I was followed by two naked men, grabbing and frolicking with me, dragging me under. The thing was it was getting them all worked up, the next dragging they did was to the bedroom, I kicked and screamed feigning an unwillingness to go with them. My fake screams soon turned to soft moans as Dave spread my legs apart, entered me, and our two wet bodies coming together in regular thrusting motion. His passions quenched, he turned to Kevin smile and said. "She's all yours mate...do with her what you wish" and then made his way back to the pool.

After all our passions and desires had been satisfied, we dressed in bath robes, sat outside by the pool again...more wine. This time it was to discuss the purchase of one Escort Agency.

"God are you guys serious...I mean why do you want to buy a brothel for gods sake"

"It's not a brothel my dear...it's an escort agency" said Dave.

"A rose by any other name..." I replied.

"Well Dave and I have thought long and hard about it and I think we need to go and have a word with Terry what's his name"

"It's Perry...Perry Cashman"

The debate on the purchase went on into the early hours...they were both like a couple of kids and eager to get it started.

"God I suppose we will have to try out the stock...make sure it all works" said Kevin.

"Yeh...yeh...I can help you there old buddy" said Dave giving me a big smile.

"Yeh well you two kids can talk all night I'm going to bed" I said and left them chatting.

It was Dave's hand between my thighs that woke me, his naked body pressed against mine, that's not all that was pressed against me.

"All that talk has me quite worked up honey" he said as his fingers slipping inside me.

"Where's Kevin...I suppose he's all worked up as well" I replied

"No...no...well yes he is...but he's decided to go home...we'll catch up in the morning...well I guess later this morning" he said, spreading my legs, his hard cock seeking refuge and satisfaction inside my pussy.

I just could not believe it, some weeks later I was signing the documents that made me a partner in a brothel...whoops sorry I meant an Escort Agency as Kevin and Dave preferred. I did feel a little embarrassed when I went along with them to inspect the building and business. To be seen entering an Escort Agency with two men, had to have folks thinking. It was a pretty good deal, we'd bought the building as well as the business and we had other tenants apart from ourselves. We occupied the upstairs premises whilst the downstairs contained retail. I suppose we were retail as well...just a different kind of goods. Perry was right, the previous owners had run a very good business, the whole place was kept clean and spotless, that is for those wishing to visit us. There were those who wanted take away, delivered, which I guess is what the business is all about. We had the previous owners to help us settle in and their expertise and knowledge of the industry was invaluable during that period, but the biggest asset was Claire who virtually ran the business for us, she was worth her wait in gold and we made sure we kept her happy...without her we could just have easily crashed and burned.

I had little to do with its running, the boys had a new toy to play with and Kevin found a new play thing to give him relief. He didn't stop the night at our place as often as he used to.

I did get to meet the girls and Claire in particular, she was a real switched on woman and I could see why she was such an asset to the business. All the girls were good as well. I got to know them quite well...with the odd party for them at our place. The previous owners had made sure to pick only the best, which in turn meant charging higher prices and it attracted the type of client ywereally wanted. We left the hiring to Claire...subject to the approval of the men...who always seemed to agree with her choice.

Every thing was progressing nicely thank you. We'd gone through the summer...into winter and were back into summer again, we'd owned the business about a year, and also acquired a couple of other commercial buildings for investments.

I'd decided to have a few of days away from Real Estate...something that all Real Estate people should do...they promise themselves to do so, but never do it...well very few do.

It had been a busy month, I'd been kept busy and the rewards would come through next month, so I had rewarded myself with some time off.

I thought it would be a great idea to make the guys a good meal; I'd not had a great deal of time to spend in the kitchen, now with time off I could do so.

A nice chicken with a crisp salad and a couple of bottles of chilled wine.

Kevin was telling us how well things had been going, only the odd hick up from time to time but other than that...no problems. I was nicely relaxed in a recliner and a wine to help the mood, when Kevin got the call.

"Oh shit...and we can't find anyone else...oh shit...it would have to happen to him, he's one of our best customers...bugger, he'll try one of the other agencies...yes...yes...I know...can't be helped" then he closed up the cell phone...looking rather pensive.

"Problems" I asked

"Yeh...yeh I guess...Gerry Fothergill and his mate...coming down tonight...want one of the girls...but we don't have anyone to spare...Sandra phoned in sick...leaves us short...he's the last one I'd want to turn away" he said, looking toward the pool for inspiration.

"Maybe I should go" I said more in jest, than being serious, and I have no idea why I said it, it just came out

"Yeh well...the way things are I'd let you" said Kevin, still trying to think of a way out.

"Well there's your answer" said Dave "It will get you off the hook and keep a client happy"

"Er...I was only joking guys" I said, now looking at two faces that were looking at me.

"Hey...come on guys...you're not serious...are you"

"Why not...I wouldn't normally ask...but hey things are desperate here and besides you told me you've done it before"

"Oh thanks a lot I'm kinda the bottom of the barrel stuff am I"

"No...no...that's not what I mean...you're every bit as good as any of the staff we have...but you're not staff...you're part owner...I wouldn't normally ask but...." He said throwing up his hands in desperation.

"And just who is this guy...and his mate" I asked

"He's alright...a good payer...the girls like him...he uses his yacht for the venue...they motor out to the island...anchor up...take their pleasure then return early hours of the morning...you'll be back for breakfast...I'll cook it myself" he said

"Whoa I didn't say I was going to do it did I"

"Aw come on Laura, help me out here...help us all out...we need you sweetheart" he said

I turned to Dave to see what, if any comment he would make, he just shrugged his shoulders and said "It's up to you honey...but I guess it would get us out of pickle"

"Oh shit, and where do I meet these guys, and when" I asked.

"Oh great honey...I owe you big on this...I really do" and continued to tell me where and what time...which meant I had to start and get ready now.

"I'll phone Claire...let her know we have a stand in...then I'll phone Gerry" said Kevin

Kevin did just that, Claire wanting to know who the new girl was and where was she from. Kevin saying nothing but assuring her I was right for the job. Again the same when he rang this Gerry character. "Sorry Gerry...you're regular is not available....but I can personally guarantee this one...I've fucked her myself on many occasions...she's good...come with a money back guarantee if not satisfied...can't do much fairer than that can I...yeh look for a Lexus...dark green...that will be her...name of Laura...ok pal thanks" then he hung up.

"Well that's it...he sounds satisfied with the arrangement; he'll meet you at the marina car park"

"And how do I recognize him" I asked.

"Oh you'll know Gerry when you see him, big bear of a man, about six feet odd, great beard...a real seadog, you should get on with him quite well...being into yachting yourself"

I was into yachting, dad had bought me my first sailing dingy when I was real young, had learnt the hard way, sailing the gulf was easy, it wouldn't be the first time I'd been fucked on a yacht, four male crew and two female make great odds. Wall to wall dick.

"So what do I wear...my yachting gear?" I asked

"Oh good god no honey...you're going there to get fucked not crew for them...they'll do all the crewing...sex....that's what your selling...they still want to see the right packaging...that short black low cut sexy dress...your black thigh hi stockings...hi heels...I'm sure you can find the right underwear"

"I'm going to look obvious struggling to get on board dressed like that, am I not?"

"Believe me, that's how they will want to see you...they'll get you on board alright...don't worry"

I certainly did not feel comfortable in doing this; I was now ruing the fact I had agreed to do it. God I only hope there was no one there who would recognize me.

When I emerged all ready to go, my appearance got the thumbs up from Dave and Kevin.

"Whow....you look great honey...I'm getting a hard on myself just looking at you"

"Yeh well...you're going to have to wait until I get back...I have clients who come first" I said.

I found the marina car park and pulled in; there were only a few cars there thank goodness, and now I was really shaking and nervous. If I thought this was going to be easy I was wrong as I surveyed the area for a guy meeting the description of Gerry. Being summer the nights were still light and would remain so for another couple of hours, if anyone did happen by I was in full view.

Oh god... that must be them, I said to myself as I saw two guys make toward me. There was no doubt in recognizing Gerry...he was exactly as Kevin had described him, the other would obviously be his pal.

I swung my legs out and stood beside the car, waiting for them to come to me. I was definitely what I was...a whore, when I stood next to these two guys. I mean here I was dressed to the nines...dripping sex and my two escorts dressed most casually and ready to put to sea. I mean we were a complete mismatch.

"Ah the beautiful Laura I presume" It was Gerry.

"Yes...yes and you must be Gerry I take it"

"The one and only...and this is my good friend Peter...Peter Walpole...and we my dear are going to be your hosts tonight...I do hope we can entertain you and please you...come let us get underway" He was obviously a man used to being in charge. I was now being escorted, one either side. My eyes were darting all over the area, scared in case I was seen by someone I knew...or anyone come to that, heading toward the marina and a boat dressed, well dressed like this could only mean one thing.

"I must say that Kevin did not do you justice...you're even better than he described...I'm sure we're all going to have a lot of fun tonight...don't you think"

I tried not to sound nervous when I nodded and said I'm sure we are. His hand slipped into mine giving it a reassuring squeeze, the sound of my hi heels echoing along the boardwalk.

"Here we are my dear" he said as we drew alongside a very nice forty foot yacht, painted white. It was very similar to ours, it's what Dave and Kevin called forty feet of freedom and when we did have time to use it, it was a feeling of freedom.

Now all I had to do was clamber over the rail and onto the deck. My hi heels were definitely a no, no and I took them off, Peter taking charge of them.

"Here allow me" said Gerry, of course even with Gerry helping there was no way I was going to be able to board without loosing a little dignity, so I hitch up me dress, revealing black stockings and panties, much to the delight of both of them.

"Oh my yes...very nice my dear...very nice indeed...gets the old heart and blood racing eh Peter"

"Oh yes indeed...yes indeed" He agreed. Not only that, it drew attention from another yacht just further along. If I'd hoped to get away with it unnoticed I was out of luck. The two women and two guys would know exactly why I was there...my only hope was that I did not know them.

Once on board they were quick to cast off, the steady throb, throb from the engine as we made our way from the marina. I could feel the eyes from the other yacht burning into me as we left.

It was a warm still night as we made our way toward the island, twenty minutes or so would have us there, the light slowly starting to fade.

The only sounds were the steady thump of the engine and the slapping of the halyards against the mast as we made headway.

I noticed both Gerry and Peter studying my thighs as I sat on the squab drinking a glass of beer, each locked in his own thoughts as to what it was going to be like very shortly to be inside this creature before them.

"Do any boating Laura" Gerry asked.

"Yeh...yeh I do...done some crewing before" I said

"Oh well you'll be familiar with this one" He said"

"Yes very similar" I replied.

"Well come here and take the wheel for a while"

He stepped aside allowing me access to the wheel, then closing in behind me, his hands first around my waist.

"Now my love just head for that point over there" giving me the heading to follow. His hands at the same time moving to my breasts, squeezing them.

I smelt the liquor on his breath as he snuggled into my neck, his mouth kissing it and licking my ear.

"Oh sweetheart you feel good...real good...it's going to be a delight fucking you...believe me" and he pressed himself against my bum, making sure I could feel his erection.

I in turn rubbed my bum against the hardness of his erection.

"Oh Gerry I'm sure I'm going to love being fucked by you" I said with a deep sigh.

"Oh fuck I can't wait" he said

He continued holding, squeezing and rubbing against me until we reached the shelter side of the island, the part where we would drop anchor.

There were already three other boats in the area, so he chose a spot well clear of them, preferring a little privacy.

I decided it was time to disappear down below, finding a spot to sit and wait for them. There was the clatter of the chain first; the splash, then they let the anchor rope pay out until they were happy that all was secure.

"Right Peter...that seems all secure...now let's get below and entertain our guest eh...what do you say?"

"I agree with you Gerry...let's do it" followed by footsteps making toward the open hatch. Now that the time had arrived I was nervous...I never thought I would be...god I mean I'd been fucked many, many times before...this was nothing new to me so why was I so nervous...all I had to do was open my legs for them...was it nerves or was I excited by it all.

I watched and waited as they tumbled down the hatch, Gerry rubbing his hands together with glee.

"Now my lovely thing...lets get you unwrapped and see what delights lie beneath...I'm sure we are not going to be disappointed eh" continuing to rub his hands and smile, like an eager child wanting to unwrap his Christmas present.

"You just want me to undress...is that it"

"Of course...of course...come on come on don't keep us waiting" he said, his hand stirring the air at the same time.

I felt like a stripper as I undid the zip on the back of my dress, shrugging it over my shoulders and letting it fall to the deck.

"Oh god Peter...look at that...look at that...isn't that the most heart stopping, blood racing thing you've seen in a long, long time" he said, his lustful eyes raking over my scantly clad body.

"Keep going...keep going...leave the stockings...leave the stockings, we'll fuck you with them on" he said, continuing to watch me undress.

I undid my bra, letting it drop to the deck.

"Oh god...oh god" they murmured in unison. "Keep going...keep going" Gerry said his hand stirring up the air as he gestured for me to continue.

I pulled my pants down, and then stepped out of them. There was only one place their eyes were glued to, it wasn't my feet, it was between my legs. Mouths open drooling. I parted them a little further, allowing a better view. I moved my hands downward, then taking the lips, parted the lips of my pussy, allowing them an unrestricted view of the pink wet flesh, after all this is where they wanted to be...let them see the goods...they'd paid for it.

A long low hiss of breath emerged from both of them as they stared, unable to shift their gaze from what the saw before them.

"God Peter look at that....isn't that the most beautiful thing you ever saw...come on lad I'm sure you're as eager to fuck it as I am" he said and with that started to tear away his clothing, just scattering it in wild abandon around the cabin. Within moments, I was confronted with two naked men...two very aroused naked men, men that were keen to get their dicks inside me...after all that's why I was here...for their pleasure.

Gerry took a box from the shelf. Tipping the contents onto the table, there appeared a dozen or so condoms.

"There you are my sweet...pick a couple out of that lot...anyone...they are all good"

I picked a red one and a clear one, tearing open the red one; I rolled it onto Gerry's erection and slowly started to masturbate him. "Ho, ho...that feels good...a real nice warm touch you have there darling...a nice real touch" he said as he closed his eyes, wallowing in the euphoric feeling.

"I'm going to take you from behind my love, turn around and bend over the table" he said, taking hold of my body, he spun me around, pushing me down, forcing me to stretch across the table. "Spread your legs sweetheart...spread your legs" I kept doing so until he said that was far enough. The table top felt cool, as by breasts pressed against it, my cheek also as I lay my head on it. The sight of my firm rounded ass proved too much of a temptation for him. His hands roamed freely over the surface, feeling the softness of my skin, gently squeezing, massaging my buttocks, then running his hard cock against it, teasing me, letting me feel its warmth and its firmness. His fingers track the crevice of my buttocks, and then inserts them into my pussy, working them back and forth.

A soft sigh of joy from his lips.

"We'll just get you worked up a little...get that pussy of yours nice and wet...then I'll slip inside it" he said, his finger working away at me. I could feel my juices starting to work. My pussy getting wetter and wetter.

"Oh you're almost ready sweetheart...almost there eh?"

"Oh yes...yes...I'm ready...I'm quite ready" I whimpered.

"You sure you're ready for me honey?"

"Yes...yes, go ahead...put it in...I'm ready"

His left hand took a firm grip on my hip...then a moment later I felt the large bulbous head, ready to enter...then he was pushing inward.

"Oh god Gerry....Gerry...Gerry..." I gasped. He was a tall heavy man. His thrust was quick and deep. He had me pinned hard against the edge of the table, he was well inside me, his loins and thighs pressed close to my ass, and he weighed heavily against me.

"Oh sorry love...sorry...did I hurt you?"

"No...no...it's ok...its ok, go on...go ahead"

"It'll be ok in a little while, once I open you up, a few stokes should soon do that. I'm going to fuck you first...then I'll pull out and let Peter have a turn...we'll change over as we go...you just lie there and enjoy it honey" his ass now swaying back and forth...the thrusting had begun. His motion was slow and steady.

"Is that alright sweetheart...I'm not hurting you am I?"

"No...no...I'm fine now...just keep going"

"Oh god you feel nice and tight my love...your cunt feels like magic"

His speed increased and I could hear the plop...plop...plop as his loins and thighs slapped against my ass. My flesh quivering like a jelly with every inward thrust. As I lay spread across the table, I could see the spilled condoms just in front of me. God I hope they didn't intend to use all of them. I knew Gerry had the red one, because I'd put it on him. The table creaked and groaned in protest to his thrusting. The slap...slap...slap continued on unrelenting. His hands stroked and massaged my back and shoulders as he kept up his thrusting, keeping me pinned hard against the edge of the table.

"Get the camera Peter" He said in a quiet tone as if not wanting me to hear him.

"What camera Gerry...please no pictures" I said.

"Shhhh....it's alright...it's alright, just a few pics for the record...no ones going to see them"

"Oh god I hope not...please promise you won't put them on the internet...I can't afford that"

"No...no...not that, just for Peter and I that's all, I promise"

When I turned my head, Peter already had the camera pointed at me and I could see the little red light that said it was live...I smiled...after all that's what you're supposed to do when someone takes your picture.

Gerry slowed the pace, then in a low voice as if he were concocting some sort of conspiracy said "Here Peter, down here...zoom in...get a good view of my cock...that's it...now a view of her cunt..." he continued to fuck me at a very slow pace, directing Peter as to where to point the camera. Peter kept the camera focused on Gerry's cock as it slid in and out. "Yeh...yeh that's it Pete...its gona look real good after we edit, don't you think"

"Oh yeh...that it is...that it is"

"You got a good one of my cock going in and out of her cunt I hope"

"Don't worry Gerry...it's all there...all there"

"You all right there honey" he asked. Now turning his attention back to me.

"Yes...yes...I'm fine" I replied and once again the deep heavy thrusting started up.

I remained pinned hard against the table for another five minutes as his ass and hips swayed back and forth, thrusting...thrusting...thrusting., then he stopped.

"I'm gona get out of the saddle now honey...you're gona have a new jockey to ride you for a wee while...then I'll be back"

"Pete...better get yourself hardened up...and get yourself in here"

Peter was smiling at me as he stroked his shaft, making it harder for me.

I felt Gerry stiff member withdraw, leaving a void, his hand giving my ass a hard slap as he did so, causing my buttock to tingle. Just stay put my love...Pete will be inside you in a jiff. I waited for them to change places. Just as he placed the head of his hard member at my entrance, Gerry called a halt.

"I want some footage of her cunt before you go in" he said, continuing to talk in a quiet tone as if he did not want me to hear.

"Ok honey...I want you to reach behind you...pull the lips of your cunt wide open...let me see some wet, pink flesh"

I did as requested, pulling the lips of my vulva apart, to reveal the soft wet interior of my vagina.

"Oh great...great...hold it there" and he pointed the lens, the camera burst into life and started its recording. "Hold it...hold it, I'm going to zoom right up close...oh yes...yes...that's a great shot" he said...then to Pete "Ok pal its all yours...you can start fucking her now...I'll record"

As Pete moved in, Gerry followed the action to record the entry. I felt Pete make his entry and was quick to start. His ass and hips taking over from Gerry. Gerry followed the action for a while, directing Pete as to how and what he wanted to record. Having taken what he wanted he put the camera down and sat on the settee in order to watch Pete as he humped away...all the while slowly stroking his manhood, keeping it nice and hard.

My head was turned toward him and I watched as he slowly masturbated. He could see I was watching him; he just smiled at me and blew me a kiss, continuing to masturbate. I smiled back at him and returned the kiss.

It was a fine looking specimen of manhood, not long in length, but having a wider girth than normal, certainly thicker than Dave, who I was well pleased with. I wondered just how long these guys could keep it up as Pete's turn seemed to last forever and then. Gerry looked at his watch and suggested Pete take a break. Then withdrawing, stood to one side.

"Here...come over here my love...get on your knees...give my cock a good suck...let me feel that warm mouth of yours around it"

I stood up for the first time in ages; my thighs were bruised and tender from being continually pressed into the edge of the table. My pussy was starting to feel the effects of the marathon, but I knew I would hold out as long as they could fuck, it would be them first.

I dropped to my knees, the condom covered erection looming large only an inch or so from my mouth. I opened wide and devoured it. One hand working the hard shaft, the other fondling his balls.

"Oh god yes...yes" he moaned "That's just fantastic...just fantastic" eyes closed as he reveled in the sheer euphoria. I could taste my own juices, mingled with the taste of condom. I moved my mouth down his shaft, and then popped one of his balls into my mouth, I could feel and taste the hair surrounding it on my tongue as I gently suckled it.

His soft moans telling me he was enjoying it, ten minutes of sucking, then.

"Come on honey I'd like to fuck you again...lie on your back on the couch...I'll do you here" and he gently turned me on my back, his hands then took hold of my ankles and hoisted them high at the same time pulling them apart, to form a large V. Positioning himself between the V he placed his cock at my vulnerable and open slit and I watched as he pushed inside, the sight of it vanishing gave me a thrill. Even though he and Pete had already been inside me, I still gave a little gasp as he entered. "Oh god Gerry"

"You ok honey...I'm not hurting you am I"

"No...no...everything is fine...just you keep on going...its ok" I assured him. With my legs help up and around his shoulders he continued to thrust into me.

This was pure sex I was having with these two guys, nothing more nothing less, raw lustful sex...for which they were paying me handsomely. This time Gerry was facing me, not taking me from the back, my legs were over his shoulders and bent back like a contortionists. His bearded face only inches from mine. His ass gyrating, flexing and twitching, making his hard cock to work in and out.

"You alright there sweetheart" he asked once more, a warm genuine smile on his face.

"Yes...yes...I'm fine Gerry; just fine...keep going...keep going"

"You do like being fucked don't you?"

"Yes of course...I wouldn't be here if I didn't" I replied.

"Good girl...good girl" he said and continued his thrusting. Minutes ticked by, then he declared it was time to change jockeys once again.

A moment or so as they changed places and I was now looking up at Pete, now I could sense he was nearing the end, he was going to cum and cum soon. I was proved right when he shouted.

"Oh god...oh god...oh god" and one final full thrust, he bit his bottom lip and let his cum fill the condom, and a wonderful sensation ripped through is body

"Oh shit that was good...yes real good" as he slowly withdrew his now depleted penis. I could see he had filled the little bulb at the end of the condom; there seemed quite a large amount. Under other circumstances all that would have been inside me

Drawing it off his withering shaft he said "I'll go and put this over the side" and I watched his bare ass, as he made toward the steps leading to the open hatch. There was a light plop as it hit the water, then the sound of flowing liquid as he urinated over the side.

Now Gerry loomed large, between my legs, like some great bear. With ease he picked me up by the ankles, then throwing my legs over his shoulders, thrust into me one more time. Another ten minutes of grunts, moans and groans...then he too succumbed and was unloading his sperm into the condom. Like Pete, when he withdrew I could see the deposit of sperm, captured in the bulb.

"I'll drop it over the side as well" he said "Grab three cold ones from the fridge and come on deck...no need to dress, were all old friends now and its quite warm" Just as I'd watched Pete clamber through the hatch. I now watched Gerry's ass as he to climbed through the open hatch and onto the deck.

I lay on the couch for a little while, it had been hard work, the cabin was hot and stuffy but even so, I just wanted to lay a while longer, then go and join them. It was short lived, the voice of Gerry asking where I was and where the cold beer was. We'd spent so long fucking, the darkness had fallen and out here anchored in the shelter of the island, it was only the moonlight to see by.

"Where's the beers" I asked.

"In the ice box...under the table you were getting fucked on" he replied.

When I looked I could make out the blue box, with white lid. It contained a mixture of melted ice and ice cubes, in amongst it was the cans of lager. My fingers felt numb as I dug into it, grabbed three of them and headed for the open hatch.

"Ahhhh that's a good lass" Gerry said as I emerged and handed each one of the cold cans.

A slight warm breeze to caress my naked body, as I stood on the deck, surveying the surrounding area. One yacht was anchored some distance off, curtains drawn and cabin lights forming a silhouette, and shining through the open hatch. The other was a little further away, lights shining in the well, people sitting drinking, their voices and laughter carrying over the water...to them we were invisible, just another yacht and of no interest to them. It was so refreshing to feel the breeze after the stuffiness of the cabin. I popped the cold can took a mouthful of lager and sat on one of the squabs.

Gerry did the same and sat next to me, his arm around me, pulling me against his warm naked body. I snuggled up close, feeling warm and secure. He turned his face toward me, kissing my forehead and cheek; I felt the hard bristle of his beard as it brushed my skin.

"Mmmmm....you were good Laura...real good...a joy to fuck...isn't that right Pete?"

"Absolutely...absolutely...you have no argument from me...yes Gerry is right...you're a good fuck alright...a good fuck" he replied nodding his agreement and taking another mouthful of beer.

Another hug...another kiss on the forehead...then "What made you become a prostitute Laura?"

Oh god I hated that, straight to the point eh. I'd always blocked out the word prostitute, I thought if I did not think about it, it did not apply, but of course that is exactly what I was...a prostitute...this wasn't a free love thing that brought me out here...it was money. I was an escort for my own agency...I was no better than the girls that worked for us.

He pressed me again "What made you become a prostitute love?"

"Oh...well...I guess one I like sex and the other was I need the money and it seems a good way to earn it"

"I suppose that's how most see it"

"I don't know...can't speak for them I'm afraid...maybe".

"Claire would be a good boss to work for...would she not?"

I was about to say I was one of the bosses but decided not to.

"Yes...she's very nice...we all get on with her...I'm really only part time...when she rang tonight saying she could not find your regular, she asked me to step in"

"What...Claire rang you...how did she know I was wanting a girl...when I rang her I could not get her...I rang the other number, got a guy called Kevin...who's he?"

"A rat...a bloody rat" I replied. I now suspected the sod had set me up, he said Claire could not find anyone and had called him...it had all been a pretext. Claire hadn't called him at all. Just bloody wait Kevin Pearce, I'm going to get you.

"You don't like him I take it" He said

"No...no I do like him...I like him very much...he got me this job...working for the agency...it's a bit of a personal thing...no Kevin's alright"

"Oh I had to wonder...he told me he'd fucked you a few times and recommended you"

"Yes...well that is true...he has...I'm flattered he recommended me"

"Well I'm glad he did...what he told us was true...you are a good fuck"

"Hey Pete old buddy...would ya like to pop down and pick up the video camera...lets take a look at the images we took"

"Oh god no...no please not them...not now" I said

"Oh come on love...aren't you a teeny bit inquisitive to see yourself"

"Oh no...no I can do without it...please"

Pete was already down below and on his way back, and handing Gerry the camera. He flicked open the screen and switched on, running the tape back, and then pressed the play button and holding it for me to see.

"Oh god...no" I cried as the pictures paraded in front of me.

"Ho, ho look at that...that is just great" said Gerry and I watched as he replayed our session back to me. Yes it was all there, my smiling at the camera...a rather nervous smile, the panning across my naked body and coming upon Gerry firmly entrenched inside me, zooming in and the sight of his stiff member as it slid in and out, my fleshy ass vibrating with each and every thrust he made.

"Oh boy look at that beautiful cunt of yours, ain't that just wonderful" and sure enough, there was me holding the lips of my pussy open, while he zoomed up close, just as if he was about to enter me.

"Oh god you're not going to keep all this are you?" I asked

"Of course we are...god it's too good to destroy"

"Please...please promise me you won't publish any of this...please"

"Oh don't you worry honey...it's just for Pete and I" he replied.

"Here Pete take a look...they're good...real good"

Pete took the camera and sat opposite us and started to play it all back again.

Gerry's arm pulled me close to him again, kissed the top of my head and taking my hand placed it on what was now a very hard erection.

My fingers wrapped around the hard shaft, gripping it and squeezing it, then started to masturbate him.

"Oh fuck that feels real good honey" letting his head roll back and closing his eyes, lost in euphoria.

He made no request, I simply slipped from my seat, dropped to my knees between his legs, taking a firm grip on the shaft I opened my mouth and fed it inside, like I was some hungry animal wanting to feed upon his hard bone.

His body stiffened, he let out a cry...a cry that would carry across the water.

"Oh fuck...dear god...that feels so good...yes, suck me babe...suck me" his hands reaching for my breasts, squeezing and playing with my nipples, making them stand up.

"Are you ready for more yet Pete" he asked.

"I've been ready for the last ten minutes...I'm ready when you are"

"Hey honey, looks like you got two randy jockeys, ready to ride you again...lets go pick us a condom...I like black" he said, then we all trooped back below deck.

I had no idea which was the black one, down here in the moonlight they were all hard to see. I picked what looked like the darkest colour tore it open and rolled the second rubber of the night on his cock, then turning I stretched across the table, presented my hind end for his use and waited for him to enter me. I hadn't long to wait. Like the first time penetration was swift and deep. When the last thrust of the night was made and the condoms once again filled. I was rather glad when they announced it was time to return to the marina. The two filled condoms were flung into the water, to float to who knows where...join the others perhaps. The other yachts had gone to bed long ago, dawn was still another hour or so away, as the engine started and we made our way back to the marina. The only thing I'd been dressed in all night was a pair of thigh hi black stockings. I donned my panties and bra, and climbed into my dress. Gerry doing the honours of pulling up the zip. Dark or not I still felt out of place dressed as I was. Gerry had me take the wheel, he was standing close behind, his body pressed tight to mine, his hands squeezing my breasts, the hard bristles of his beard as he kissed and licked my neck and ear. The marina was quiet as we chugged in and made fast. The yacht with the two couples on who had watched us depart was now in total darkness.

"I'll escort Laura to her car Pete...make sure she's safe...why not stick the kettle on...I could murder a coffee before bed"

I attacked the obstacle course again. Hitching up my dress and cocking my leg over the rail...there was no need for modesty this time, we were well past all that. My hi heals I kept in my hand, not wanting to wake anyone who may be sleeping over. The sound of hi heals on the board walk can be quite loud that time of night, once on concrete and away from the marina I donned my shoes.

"Hey...thanks for a great night honey...that was one of the best we've had...I'll be sure to tell Claire...might earn you a bonus, eh!?" he said as we reached my car. Then his arms were around my waist, drawing me tight, his lips were on mine and his tongue down my throat.

"Oh god I love fucking you Laura...I really do" he said as he broke of kissing, but continuing to hold me tight.

I surprised him by placing my arms around his neck and pulling his mouth to my mouth and started to kiss him passionately in return.

"I've enjoyed being with you Gerry...you and Pete....you're both gentlemen"

I think he was a little embarrassed. "Oh...well, I'll be sure to ask for you next time" he replied.

"Hmmm I may not be available next time honey...I'm really only part time"

"I'll phone Claire later...get her to take you on full time...I think I'd better go...I'm starting to get a hard on again...might have to fuck you over the bonnet of the car...I'll see you next time" and with that he turned and walked away.

Traffic at that time in the morning was comparatively light, only those really needing to be driving, were out driving; right now I was longing to crawl between those sheets put my head on the pillow and just sleep. My mind kept drifting to Kevin and how he had set me up. The rat...I'll get him...just wait and see.

When I pulled into the drive Kevin's Ford Explorer was parked in the drive, so he'd stopped here for the night. The outside night light came on as it sensed the movement of my car. I was too tired to open the garage door and beside it would alert the neighbours that I was just arriving home and I doubt they would believe I'd been out selling Real Estate until this time of the morning, likewise I used the key to lock my car. The bleep...bleep...bleep and flashing lights from using the auto lock...another give away.

I quietly made my entrance, took off my shoes, then placing car keys and purse on table tip toed toward the bedroom. The sound of snoring and a peek through the door confirmed that Kevin was in the spare bedroom. I was so tempted to fetch a jug of ice cold water from the fridge and pour it on him, especially the area of his testicles, serve the bastard right...you'll keep buddy...you'll keep.

Dave was no better, not quite snoring, but sound asleep. I undressed, and then naked I quietly slipped between the sheets. There was a grunt and a snort. The body next to me rolled on its side and an arm wrapped around my waist. I snuggled against the warmth of his body and within seconds I was fast asleep.

When I awoke the room was filled with daylight and the digits on the clock read eleven am. My body ached and when I looked at my thighs they were black and blue. Two large love bights adorned my neck, and those I could not remember getting. The bruising was from being continually humped against the edge of the table.

The shower was just right; the warm needles of hot water helped bring my body back to life. I could still smell the scent of male sperm and body odor, the water and soap helping to wash it away, leaving my body with a far better fragrance. Once again I felt fresh and clean.

Before I went and join the men I had one phone call to make. I had to confirm with Claire that there had, or had not as the case may be, any girl's available last night.

"Mmm yes...there had been two girls available last night...why, is there a problem"

"Oh no, no...it's just that Kevin took a call from you...then said you were fully booked and a very good client by the name of Gerry...along with his mate had been turned down"

It was then that the full story came out. Claire had received a call from said Gerry that morning complimenting her with regard the girl she had sent him last night. Claire of course had no record of any of our girls attending to Gerry and his friend Pete...they were of course known to her and she was completely mystified. Now she put two and two together. His description of me and the name Laura, clicked.

"Oh god...it was you, wasn't it...you went out with Gerry and Pete...it had to be you"

I was caught; I couldn't deny I'd gone.

"Yes...yes, it was me...that so called friend and partner tricked me...I thought I was saving the agencies ass, the only ass that was getting screwed was mine"

"Do I need a union card for this" I asked laughing

Claire laughed and told me it was not necessary for me to have a union card and welcomed me to the sisterhood.

"Who would have normally have attended Gerry and mate" I asked

"Dawn, most likely, she normally does"

"Tell Dawn she still gets paid...Kevin can write a check for both of us...I've got some shopping I want to do"

Now I had all the proof I needed, let's see what he has to say about it.

"Oh good morning sweetheart...hows out working girl?" Dave asked.

"Oh I'm fine...just fine...a little tired perhaps"

"What time did you get home...late I take it?"

"Well not that you guys would care but it was almost five am...you two were out to the world"

"Well it was in a good cause honey...saved our asses so you did"

"Yeh well the only ass that was getting screwed was mine...and as it turns out it didn't need to be"

"What do you mean...didn't need to be?" Dave asked

"Ask your very good friend and my ex friend Kevin"

We were both now looking at Kevin waiting for his answer.

I could tell by the look on his face he knew that I had cottoned on to his little scheme, but still tried to look innocent.

"I have no idea what you're talking about...really"

"Oh yes you do...Gerry told me last night and Claire confirmed it this morning...I just rang her before I came down here"

He looked at me not saying anything...then broke into a smile. "I got you good and proper didn't I"

"What's he talking about" Dave asked, and then I explained the whole scenario as to what had happened.

"But we sat here last night...we heard him on the phone"

"Oh we heard him alright...but he wasn't speaking to Claire...he wasn't speaking to anyone...right Kevin"

He knew he'd been caught out, and a grin spread across his face.

"Guilty as charged your honor...what's my sentence?" he asked

"You can start by making me that breakfast you promised...fresh toast, scrambled eggs, two, and crispy bacon...not that watery stuff...oh and a fresh pot of coffee, I'll think of something else later, also you can pay Dawn for last night and me as well...call it double time"

"God you drive a hard bargain...but your wish is my command...one breakfast coming up" and made for kitchen

"Is that right he set you up....god he had me fooled by it...should have been an actor...it wasn't too bad last night was it"

"No...no it wasn't...Gerry was a total gent...I'm just a little bruised that's all" I said and parted my robe, revealing my thighs.

With a look of alarm he said. "I thought he as a gent...hadn't hurt you?"

"No...no. it was when he banged me up against the table, it's where the edge pressed against me...he's a big heavy guy is Gerry, and when he thrusts he thrusts hard"

"Well I guess you'll learn not to do it on a table with him next time"

"What do you mean next time...I'm one of the partners, not the staff...how do you know there will be a next time"

"Because my dear, if I was Gerry I would want to fuck you again, don't worry I'm sure he'll be asking for you again and let's be fair...you can't let the side down...think of our reputation" he said, chuckling. "You'll see he'll be back for you"

When breakfast arrived, it was just perfect, either that or I was so ravenous. "There you are my love try that...any complaints see the chef"

"But you are the chef dick head"

"Oh yeh so I am"

"Well got to go, see you guys later...am I forgiven sweetheart?"

"Yes...but it would be nice if you had asked me to do it, rather than make it look like an emergency"

"If I'd asked would you have gone?"

"No probably not"

"Well there you go then...besides you enjoyed it really...be honest"

"Go shit head before I change my mind about you"

He bent down and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

"You back here tonight" I asked

"No not tonight...you and Dave can have the place to yourselves...see ya" and was gone.

Now I'm sure there must be some out there, who are rather curious as to who the hell is this Kevin and what part does he play in my life, or our lives. Well let me perhaps make a little detour and explain.

I did not realise it at the time but when I married Dave I got the complete package and it goes like this.

I was still in the hotel business; I graduated from waitress to reception come management. The hotel had been well pleased with my work in the restaurant side and when a position on reception became available, they remembered that I'd first applied for that particular job and asked if I would be interested in filling it. My reply was yes, I'd love to. So there I was, now welcoming the guests at the front desk. Now you have to remember this was a big...I mean big hotel, lots of visitors coming and going each day. International guests, many different ethnic groups. They all passed through the front desk and I found I was receiving more attention from the male guests than I did when working as a waitress, but then all the female staff were targets and if I'd wanted to I could have had a different bedmate each and every night...however I was selective. Working in a hotel was just perfect for me...in the reception area your dress code had to be right, uniform at all time. Black skirts for us girls, black trousers for the men, white blouse and matching black jackets, guys white shirts, and red blazers. Much as I would like to have opened all my top buttons and see the male reaction, that was a no, no, which disappointed me. I knew I had a great body, a body that could give men a tight feeling in the groin area. As I started to develop, I watched and willed my body to grow, for my breasts to develop. Just about everyday I'd look at myself in the mirror to see if they had developed from the day before. Lying on my bed, I'd fondle and massage them. Have my little fantasies with my imaginary men, my finger slowing stroking my pussy, pressing inside it and murmuring the name of the boy or man I fancied I was with.

"Oh Peter....Peter...please...please" I'd softly murmur and moan, my finger rubbing my clit, exciting me.

Oh we all talked and discussed our little fantasies amongst ourselves. Picking out which top, which skirt to wear? Short enough to cover our panties, but revealing enough if we bent over, always teasing the poor guys, young and old. I'd watch for their reactions, the rolling eyes, and the lewd gestures when they didn't think we could see them, oh it turned them on alright; I knew it and I enjoyed it.

"Laura...you're going to go too far one of these days" my friends would say to me.

That remark turned out to be perfectly true

If they only knew, that time I'd fell out with them down by the beach, I was too stubborn to admit I was wrong, had sulked and sat on the bench. Ripe pickings for the old guy who had been watching. God thinking back on it, I must have been crazy, letting him entice me into the sand dunes and doing what I did with him, the memory of it all is still very vivid in my mind after all these years, Yuk...I mean he was old, old. It was something I've never told anyone, the only two who know about it is him and I...and I would think he is now long gone. *******

(I have removed this part of the story, as not to offend any sensitive readers, also to meet with the criteria and rules of the web site. However should anyone wish for this extract I will forward on request?)

*******

Yes I knew I had a good body, a very desirous body, a body I put to good use. The hotel business was the ideal place for me.

The pick up lines were many and varied. Experience had taught me which were the ones who would try it on and those who were all wind and piss.

An example...I'd had a guy come in and started his patter as I was checking him in. I knew from the start this man was a definite starter...all glow, smooth as, confident with it. All the time I was checking him in he was flirting with me. Asking questions, I would give incomplete answers, left him dangling. He could fill in the hidden message if he wished.

Answers like "Who knows you might get lucky" "It might happen" "Maybe" Never a definite yes or no.

"Do you come with the room sweetheart" he asked a cheesy grin on his face.

"No love I come extra...and I doubt if you could afford me" I replied.

"You don't know what I can afford" he looked at my name tag and added "Laura"

"There you are Mr Ashford...all ready, room 437...have a nice stay"

"Oh I intend to Laura....and by the way, the name is Nick" he said with a nod and a wink. Somehow I knew I would be hearing from Nick later. I watched him as he made for the elevator, then pushing the button he turned, saw me watching him, smiled, and entered the lift. Yes I had no doubts, none what so ever I definitely would be hearing from Mr Ashford again, I just knew it.

Then Giles chirped up "Oh my dear...I think you have an admirer there sweetheart" Now Giles is as gay as they come and I'm sure if Nick had made a play for him, he would not have turned him down. I liked Giles; we were best of buddies and could always rely on each other and his discretion.

"Yes...it would seem I have" I replied and turned to the next guest.

As my duty was drawing to an end, sure enough the call came. Giles picked it up.

"Just one moment sir" turning to me said "It's for you Laura" and then mouthed the words "It's him from 437" pointing his finger skyward.

"Hello Laura speaking"

"Ah...the very girl I'm looking for....could I ask you a favour and deliver me two bottles of your best red" he said.

This was it, he knew I wasn't room service, he wanted to get me to go up there, what better way than to deliver red wine.

"Any particular type Mr Ashford"

"It's Nick and no, any good wine...I'm sure you must stock it at the bar" he said.

"It'll be about ten minutes...is that ok" I asked

"No problem...I can wait"

When I put the phone down, Giles had that knowing grin on his face.

"Don't you dare say it" I said

"Say what...my lips are sealed princess"

There was very little that went on in the hotel that we did not know about....there were those who did, like me and those who did not or would not. Giles knew what I was up to and that was one of the reasons I liked being on the front desk with him.

"I'll not be long" I said

"Oh don't rush it sweetheart...I can cover for you" he replied

"Ten minutes that's all"

"Oh, hmm he seems the type who will take more than ten minutes" I put my tongue out at him.

Ted the barman was happy for me to take the wine up for him, the bar was packed and he was busy as.

The door to 437 was ajar. I knocked and entered. No Nick, so I made toward the small table.

"Where do you want this Mr Ashford" I shouted. Then I jumped out of my skin when I heard him behind me say. "Oh just there...place it on the table. I received an even bigger shock when I turned and saw him standing there completely naked, the only piece of material he held was the towel and that was drying his hair. My eyes were riveted on the goods that he was displaying, deliberate ploy for my benefit. I had no complaints about it, even if it was all slack and pointing to the floor. As I did not scream and shout abuse, he knew he had my attention...he just smiled and said. "The money is on the bedside table"

"It's alright, it's charged to your room" I said

"I wasn't referring to the wine money darling" he said. God how many times had I seen this, the old show me the money trick.

I went across and picked it up. "Count it" he said.

I quickly flicked through the notes. "Is that enough?" he asked.

"Enough for what?" I replied.

"Let's cut all the crap...we both know why I asked you up here...and what you have to do to earn that sort of money...you said I couldn't afford you, well...is that enough?" he asked again.

******* (I'd made a point that if I was going to prostitute myself; I wasn't going to be cheap. This was a very busy, very expensive hotel and the people who stayed here could afford it. If any male guest wanted to hire my body for pleasure, there was a large price tag on it. The method of placing money in front of me was perhaps the most used method. A West African diplomat had his aide approach me. The diplomat was not present at the time; they were occupying one of the top suits. The aide requested my presence in the suit, sat me down and laid out the crisp dollar bills on the glass coffee table in front of me.

"Mr ....... Would like you to join him this evening...for some pleasurable company....will this cover the cost?" I knew of course what pleasurable company meant and what it would entail. I'm sure Mr ..... Received value for his money) *******

In actual fact the money Nick was offering was more than enough, it was very generous. "Well" he said waiting for my answer.

"I make only one stipulation"

"Yeh...yeh what's that?" he asked excitedly.

"You wear a condom...no bareback riding" I replied.

Receiving the answer he'd been hoping for, his face lit up like a beacon, a smile from ear to ear.

"Absolutely...no problems there my love" and he walked up to me, taking the money from my hand.

"I'll just hang on to this until later...what time can I expect you?"

"When I finish...sometime after ten" I replied, then I surprised him by taking his limp cock in my hand, squeezing and fondling it. Within in seconds it became a piece of hard flesh...stiff as. I was even more impressed by it now that it was hard. I slowly worked the shaft for him a few times, then said, "You get the rest later", then walked to the door and turned toward him "Just hold that thought" pointing to his erection.

When I did the banking the following day, my own account was boosted somewhat as well.

Most of the female staff had a tale or two to tell similar to above, not all responded the same way I did. Likewise I did not respond to all advances. I would pick and choose who I thought I'd go with. The money was only one of the criteria.

Then came the day I met Dave and Kevin. I won't say it was love at first sight, because it wasn't, but I think we both felt something magical between us. All three of us hit it off right from word go. Oh they flirted alright, but I knew this was just that, some innocent flirtations. I also knew they must be the best of friend the way they talked, joked and treated each other...things that only real pals would get away with.

Dave was the white guy, Kevin the black guy. Some of the remarks they made to each other would normally have caused a riot, but not these two, one gave as good as the other.

"Don't take any notice of us love...we really do like each other...but as you can see he can be a big pain in the arse" said Dave laughing. I came to learn that they were here to carry out the extensions to the hotel, rather extensive extensions. They owned the company that had won the contract. When you talked to them, they seemed less like company directors than any one I'd ever met before. No airs...no graces, just regular down to earth guys, my kind of guys.

Kevin the construction expert and Dave the architect. They were going to be staying at the hotel whilst they oversaw the work. Head office for them was down south and it made sense to be on hand and oversee the initial period of construction. I always felt good when the pair were around...you know people that made you laugh...made you feel happy. Oh they flirted alright but they never pressured me to join them in their room.

I was just coming off duty one evening, an early finish duty when they were coming out of the elevator.

"Hi...you off somewhere for the night" Dave asked.

"No...not really, just off home, a quiet wine, a meal and maybe a bit of TV"

"Look Kevin and I are just going for a bight to eat; you're perfectly welcome to join us. In fact I'd like a bit of good looking and intelligent company for a change instead of this dimwit" He said thumbing the direction of Kevin.

"Ho...listen to him...it's me that has to put up with meaningless twaddle all the time...please do join us, we really would enjoy your company" said Kevin

I looked at the two smiling faces, considered my options, which were zero. An empty flat, (my flat mates away for a couple of days) a hastily concocted meal and nothing on TV just did not appeal. This was a good offer

"Now how could a girl turn down an offer like that, especially with two such charming and handsome men...let's go" I said, and thrust one arm into each of their arms and walked off. This was the start, the meal and company were just great, they knew exactly how to treat a girl, and funny, had me continuously laughing, it had been a long, long time since I'd had so much fun.

The invites kept coming and before long we were the greatest of pals. I knew I was starting to fall and fall heavily for Dave. The thing was I rather liked Kevin as well, here I was caught between two great guys and neither had made a move or offered me a cash incentive to sleep with them. God I loved these guys.

Now I have no idea whether the next part was concocted by the pair of them or if Kevin did have some reason to go south for a few days. The thing was I ended up having Dave all to myself, this night was like a proper date. Him, me a meal and a bottle of wine. When we left the restaurant he took my hand and I felt a delightful tremor through my body and I started to tremble a little. I'd not had feelings like this for quite a while.

Sensing I was shaking a little he asked "Here are you cold honey" and put his arm around me. Now my heart started to race. I felt like a young teenager again and I slipped my arm around his waist. I had a wonderful feeling as we slowly wandered through the park together, his arm around my waist, and slipping to my hip. It had been and age since I'd done this with a guy and I've got to say it felt good...real good. There was a slow moving river with a bridge crossing over it, where we stopped, looked into the water for a moment or two then he put his arms around me, I looked deeply longingly into his eyes, I pouted my full lips at him and for the first time we kissed, right in the middle of the bridge. My response to it was one of passion as our tongues fought for possession. His teeth gently biting my tongue, holding it in place. The warmth of his body pressed tight against mine had my blood and heart racing. His hands slipping to my bum, pulling me hard against the erection that our passions had created. My pussy was now wet as I pushed and gyrated against it, letting him know I could feel it pressing against me...wanting it. I moaned and sighed softly in reply to his gentle touching and caressing. There was little doubt we both wanted the same thing. I made no protests, when his hand slid between my thighs, my legs parting sufficiently to let him have better access, even with the fabric of my skirt between my pussy and his hand, it felt good having it there as I pushed and gyrated against it. I reached between his crotch, the feel of his hard erection told me he wanted what I wanted.

"I think we should make our way back now...perhaps you'd like to come up for a nightcap" he said.

Was this the invitation I'd been waiting for. I was hoping a nightcap could mean only one thing.

Little conversation was spoken as we drove back to the hotel, each of us deep within our own thoughts, thoughts on how the rest of the evening would unfold. I felt wetness in my pants and a tremble in my body. I knew Dave too was thinking similar thoughts and would have a stiffness in his trousers and excitement through his veins. From time to time we would look at one another and a smile.

The nightcap was the last thing on our minds as we entered his room. Only the city lights illuminating the darkness.

We took up where we had left off standing on the bridge. I just could not stop trembling as he held me close, the warmth of his body pressed against mine. God why I should feel like this, why I should tremble I do not know. I was well and truly versed and experienced with regards to sex and the number of men I'd been with. It felt like I was doing it for the first time.

The city lights twinkled outside out bedroom window as we embraced. His lips were warm and tender against mine and I felt his fingers slowly undo the buttons on my blouse, one by one. There was an urgent want and need in both of us, but his actions were slow and deliberate. With the last of my buttons undone he peeled my blouse away, his hand now around my back and unclasping my bra. His mouth that had been kissing and chewing on my neck and ear, moved downward, I could feel his warm breath against my skin, as he made toward my breasts, his tongue, warm and moist just flicked and circled my nipple, causing it stiffen and a delightful tingle surge through my body.

"Ohhhh Dave" I moaned softly. I ran my fingers through his hair, continuing to moan and pull his mouth firmly against my breast. His hand now cupped the breast, his mouth opened wide, to take it fully in his mouth, and then he was suckling at it, like a child after his mother's milk. My body stiffened even more and my sighs and moans became more intensified, more urgent.

I undid the button and the zip holding up my skirt and let it fall to the floor. As it did so, Dave's fingers curled around the elastic holding my pants in place, quickly pulling them down. I wriggled out of them, kicking both shoes and knickers away from me, and as was usual, my black stockings the only remaining item of clothing. If I thought I was excited by all this before, I was even more excited now, my pussy starting to really become wet. Dave put his arms around my waist, pressing the small of my back, then slipping his hands to my bum. At first he gently ran over my ass feeling the contour, and then squeezed my buttocks, pulling me hard against his erection, an erection concealed by the fabric of his trousers, but one I could readily feel pressing into me. Our kisses became more passionate, our tongues seeking each others. I knew my pussy was wet, and that Dave would eventually have his fingers inside me, at that point he would be fully aware I was ready for him. At that precise moment I felt his hand, move from my bum, to my hip and down to my thigh, seeking my slit. I parted my legs a little. I wanted no delaying of his action, as his fingers slipped inside me, fingers now covered in my warm wet honey.

"Oh god Laura...Laura" he sighed

"Yes my love...yes...I'm ready for you" I stammered nervously, confirming what my wet pussy had already told him.

With one swift motion, he swept me off my feet and carried me to the bed, gently laying me upon it. I lay on my side and splayed my legs, displaying the slit between them. The gesture had not gone unnoticed as he smiled, his eyes firmly fixed on my pussy. The lack of light in the room, made the sight of it more alluring. My heart pumped wildly, my blood rushed madly through my veins as I watched excitedly whilst he hurriedly undressed. He was eager to divest himself of his clothing. Now there was a sense of urgency, his naked body soon joining and entwining with mine, his arms holding me tight, rubbing himself against me, lips once again in combat. When his fingers hooked and delved inside me, I flung my legs apart, the sound of slurping from my pussy as he worked the fingers, fingers that found my love nub, teasing it, adding more fuel to an already out of control fire...a fire that raged inside me.

He took the now wet fingers and placed them in his mouth, closing his eyes and relishing the taste of fresh honey. "Mmmmmm" then licked and sucked clean, pushed them back inside, this time offering the fingers to me and placing them in my mouth. Like a ravenous puppy, I likewise licked and sucked them clean. My pussy was wetter than ever, I was about to explode. He wasn't finished yet, he went to the foot of the bed, then dragging me downward, dropped to his knees and buried his face in warm, wet pussy. I could not help, letting out an almighty scream, then lifting my hips, forced my pussy hard against his sucking, licking mouth. My body stiffened as an exciting ripple, ripped through my body. At the same moment I exploded, sending a copious amount of cum oozing from my slit. Dave's tongue and mouth like some thirst crazy animal licked and sucked at it, not wanting to miss a drop of the honey.

I was now in complete euphoria. My head thrashed from side to side. I sighed, I moaned...groaned and shouted. I screamed his name...begging him.

He dragged me to the bottom of the bed, pulled my legs in the air by my ankles and I felt his manhood enter me. "Oh god Dave" I yelled.

"Yes honey...yes...I'm here sweetheart" his arse and hips already swaying. His hard erection pumping hard and pumping deep. My legs were over his shoulder and he was pressing down on me, one had to be a bit of a contortionist and have a subtle body for this position. His hands held my breasts tight, restricting them from bouncing up and down and wobbling like two large jellies, a result or reaction to his thrusting. I could still hear the slurping of my wet pussy as his humping continued. There was urgency in his action. He was riding me like a jockey riding a race horse, eager to reach the winning post. His hand continually slapping my ass, each slap leaving a red mark. Our shouts and moans commingled with each other, as he continued to pile drive into me. I screamed again as another orgasm ripped through my body.

My jockey was riding me hard. The sound of his flesh slapping against my flesh his loins and thighs slapping against my ass, as he continued to thrust. Slap...slap...slap. Pile driving hard, deep and fast. Smack...his hand hitting my bum... making it tingle, urging me on.

"Uh...uh...uh..." his breath coming in short bursts. His time was near...the final thrust and he closes his eyes, gasps "Ohhhhhh!" and wallows in the euphoric feeling that his body receives from his orgasm. The heavy load of sperm ejects forcefully from the head of his penis. One final "Ohhhhh!" and it is allover...for now.

I willingly accept his invitation to stay the night and it is the early hours of the morning, when both if us have spent, or given it all and entwined in each others arms we eventually fall asleep.

I awoke to the aroma of fresh coffee. Finding one of the hotels bath robes I draw it over my naked body and follow the smell into the living area.

"Ah princess, I have fresh coffee and breakfast ready to go" he said gesturing to the table laden with freshly baked croissants, bacon and eggs, fresh fruit juice and a host of other delicacies.

"God where did that come from" I asked

"Room service" he announced proudly.

"Oh shit...they don't know I'm here do they?" I asked, somewhat concerned

"Ha...no...I made sure the bedroom door was closed...I'm sure they will be the sole of discretion." He said.

Our love making had left me ravenous, the food tasted absolutely marvelous as did the coffee.

I needed it for what was about to happen. His proposal of marriage was like being hit by a runaway train. I was totally unprepared for it. He was somewhat disappointed when I did not respond, in an enthusiastic way. After he had popped the question I just sat and stared at him, pondering how best to answer.

"What's wrong sweetheart I thought you said you loved me...or perhaps that was just last night...now it's different in the light of day"

I grabbed his hand and squeezed it reassuringly. "No...no, nothing like that...you said the words I wanted to hear...it's just...it's...well..." I struggled to find the words or courage to tell him.

"It's what sweetheart...tell me"

I'd always dreaded this moment and I knew that one day it might just happen. If it did I'd made a vow I would confess all to my would be suitor, no secrets, nothing that could come back and bight me on the ass. "If I accept I want you to know all the baggage that I carry...if you still want to propose to me then do so...at least you'll know all about me"

He sat there quietly listening to me as I related almost all my life, the men and how from time to time I'd prostituted myself. A prostitute yes...a high class prostitute maybe but a prostitute never the less. I always thought Call Girl sounded more apt but a rose by any other name, etc, etc. When I'd finished he sat there deep in thought.

"I'm glad you have been honest with me and I should now tell you something about me". He now took the stage and related his life and past. His girlfriends and his failed marriage and before long we had it all out in the open.

"If we did marry would you continue in the practice?" He asked

"Oh god no...no...I never would" I declared.

"In that case Laura I ask you once again...will you marry me"

The answer this time was an emphatic yes.

I thought when Kevin found out there would be a few sparks and resentment. I thought he may think I was driving a wedge between them, but he was just the opposite he hugged me like a long lost friend, congratulating us both and wondered why it had taken Dave so long to propose. He only had one thing to say, which he said in a private moment.

"Jut make sure you make him happy...he had it bad with that last bitch...took him a long time to get over it"

I assured him I would make him extremely happy. The wedding was just at the registry office with some close friends, Giles attending also. Dave and Kevin never took the piss or made fun of him, well not at first but once he sort of became one of the family, he knew they were just joshing him, like Dave and Kevin joshed each other and he soon learned to give as good as he got.

I now found myself in a different world completely. Dave and Kevin were men of wealth. They moved their head office up north, where there was more opportunity and I suddenly found myself with a new house, far different to the flat I'd shared with my other mates and a credit card that seemed to be limitless. The yacht Morning Cloud was a new purchase and it was as if I'd walked through a door into paradise, one minute struggling with cash the next, money no object. It was about now that I decided to give Real Estate a go. I'd always liked the idea, thought of it as an easy way to earn money...wrong. It's the most frustrating job anyone can have. You are either up on a high or way down low and wondering why everybody else is putting together so many deals and your not. Well you soon realise that is Real Estate, then just when you're ready to call it a day...it's your turn and suddenly things are not so bad. You just have to deal with it and live with it and if you can do that and work through the bad times that come your way...it's a great job.

Life was good, the three of us all got on well together. Kevin rented a very nice house by the beach, although he spent a great deal of his time at our place. It was about a year to eighteen months when the next turn of events happened. It was to bring Kevin into our lives even more.

I was preparing Saturday lunch, when Dave got all amorous in front of Kevin. He'd grabbed me and was kissing me passionately, pulling up my skirt so that he could get to my pants and get his hand between my thighs. Kevin could see all this, bare thighs and legs.

I pushed Dave away, gasping for breath said. "Hey...hey Kevin's just there watching us...this is not the time to get all randy"

Dave just laughed, spun me toward Kevin and put his arm around my waist.

"Kevin...my best mate Kevin...shall I tell you his little secret honey"

"Dave...don't you dare...you said you never would" said Kevin.

"Oh come on Kevin we're all family here...all for one...one for all"

"Kevin here has always declared he'd love to fuck you...said so from day one" Dave said smiling and enjoying the discomfort and embarrassment it seemed to be causing Kevin.

"Oh shit Dave you rat"

"Well come on tell the truth...did you or did you not tell me you'd like to fuck Laura"

"Yes...yes I did...but that was in confidence"

"Well now's your chance...why don't you two go in the bedroom...fuck each others brains out and I'll make lunch...now how's that for a deal"

Kevin and I just looked at each other in stunned silence and disbelief.

"I can't believe what you have just said" Kevin replied in shock. Like wise neither could I.

"What, your telling Kevin and I we can go in the bedroom and fuck one another...is that what your saying...I am hearing it correct am I not"

"Well what better combination...you loved to be fucked and Kevin has longed to fuck you for months...and as I said we are family...time to share" he said smiling.

I suddenly realised he wasn't joking about it...he was serious.

"Go on...go the pair of you before I change my mind" he said and at the same time pushed me toward Kevin, he in turn putting up his hands to catch me. The thing is when I fell into his arms he was holding me rather tight, tighter than need be and I could tell he was excited at the feel of my body next to his. The feel of his hands betrayed the fact that he was keen to do this.

"No...no we can't do this Dave...god Laura is your wife"

"I know...I know and I'm giving you both permission to go and fuck"

I still could not believe I was hearing this, when I looked up at Kevin, his eyes were pleading with me, whilst he was portraying the reluctant lover to Dave. I could see it in his eyes; he wanted to rush me to the bedroom there and then.

"If we do this Dave, I don't want you coming back at me later, reading me the riot act, calling me all sorts of names" I said to him

"No...no name calling...nothing...you two guys go and spend some time together...I'll have everything ready when you're finished...now go"

I took Kevin's hand and led the way to one of the spare bedrooms. The one he used when he stopped over. He must have felt the tremble in my body as we hurried along the passage. I was excited at the thought of having this man fuck me and I'd be lying if I did not admit to having thoughts about it beforehand. Unbeknown to him I'd managed to see him naked, when he'd taken a shower; I'd entered his room to tidy it up. The door between the bedroom and en-suit had been sufficiently open, allowing me a perfect view. He was a tall guy around six two, similar in height and build to Dave, with a smooth fit and well sculptured body, and what hung between his legs was a joy and delight to behold. Hair he had none, continually shaved it. Dave on the other hand was different. A full head of dark hair which he was proud of. I quietly watched him shower and indulged myself in the most carnal of thoughts. Like Dave he used the gym as many days as possible. Fitness seemed to be part of our daily structure, sometimes after indulgent nights out, it was needed. I'd wondered what would have happened if Kevin had made the proposal of marriage to me. I had not favored either of them at the start, even though he wasn't as good looking as Dave. Looks and the colour of his skin would not have mattered one iota. Had it been Kevin that night and not Dave I would have said yes, as it turned out it was Dave who had made the proposal and not Kevin

The landing was soft as I threw myself on my back onto the bed. This was not to be a long drawn out love affair, no soft words of endearment, and no foreplay was required or needed, my pussy was already wet and pulsating with excitement and the bulge in his trousers told me he was in the same frame of mind. It was different to Dave and me on our first encounter, much more urgency in this time. Urgency in case Dave decided to change his mind, sending us both crashing and burning with disappointment, our joys, desires, yes even our lusts coming to naught. I pulled frantically at my skirt, hitching it up around my waist. The same frantic urgency getting my pants off, raising my ass a little to allow them unencumbered passage. My heart and pulse raced, my body trembled with anticipated excitement. As I was pulling, tugging and discarding clothing, preparing myself for entry. Kevin was just as frantic as he knelt between my legs which were now spread wide apart. The sight of my wet, pink, welcoming pussy wasn't helping matters either. He was almost whimpering with excitement. With trembling fingers he undid his belt...his eyes never waving, continuing to stare my pussy, a pussy freshly shaved of all pubic hair, not hiding from view the slit between my legs, the object of all these months of his desires and lusts...now the zip on his fly, his trousers quickly and roughly pulled down far enough to reveal his strong firm pleasure stick...the object of my desires and lusts...so big...so black.

Oh god no, don't stop us now Dave, I thought as I reached with urgency for his firm manhood. No...no he wasn't going to stop us now...even if he walked through the door at this very moment, I was determined to have Kevin inside me. Kevin sensed the urgency of the moment also. When he felt the warmth of my wet pussy lips against the hard head of his penis. Penetration was swift and deep.

"OH MY GOD KEVIN" I shouted. His own response was a deep sigh of satisfaction. He'd done it...at long last he'd done it. His arse rising and falling between my thighs. Each thrust making his shaft rub against my love nub, each rub making me wetter and wild with desire for more. I watched his shaft as it sped in and out, then close my eyes for a moment or so, before once again watching the shaft speed in and out. I kept sighing, moaning, screaming, and shouting at him, begging for more.

"You just love to be fucked don't you Laura...you just absolutely love it" He said as he continued to thrust into me.

Right at that point I would have admitted to anything, the pleasure and euphoria was so great.

"Oh god yes...yes...yes" I replied

"Yeh...I've known all along you like it" he replied.

Suddenly he had withdrawn from me; he straddled my body, then taking a firm hold at the back of my neck, pulled my mouth toward the now very wet and still very hard erection. He had no need to tell what he wanted, what I had to do...but he did.

"Suck my cock....suck it for he babe"

Before I'd opened my mouth wide enough, he was forcing himself inside, trying to force it down the back of my throat, I gagged, then taking control started to suck and lick upon it. There was a taste of my own body fluid mixed with a little pre-cum as I worked eagerly and hungrily on the hard shaft. I had a feeling that I would soon feel and taste warm sperm in my mouth, as he unloaded all that pent up frustration, he must be very near to ejaculating, no one can keep that fiery pace up for long. He hastily removed the hard shaft from my mouth and once again placed and thrust it into my pussy.

We were like a shooting star that burns bright for a while then is gone. His thrusts became faster and faster, I'm cuming...I'm cuming; he kept saying until he could hold back no longer, then the inevitable one last deep thrust. He feels that moment of sheer joy ripple through his body, his body stiffens and the cry of ecstasy escapes from his lips as he unloads his pent up frustrations. Once...twice...three times it fires a stream of warm wet liquid deep inside of me. Then as if he'd just completed a marathon his body relaxes and he just slumps, exhausted on top of me

When we joined Dave in the kitchen he said "My sounds like you two had fun...the amount of screaming and shouting you were doing Laura"

"Did I...I hadn't noticed" I replied with a grin. God I love being fucked.

Of course our routines were now altered. Now that I had to accommodate an extra male in my life. Bed times were shared between Dave and Kevin, which Dave seemed quite happy to accept

If Kevin is stopping the night, which he does from time to time, as bedtime approaches, he will make his intentions clear.

"Laura and I are off to bed now Dave" and he will hold out his hand for me to join him. I will stop whatever I'm doing and take his hand.

"Ok...I've got some bookwork to do...I'll catch you guys later...oh by the way how's the Campbell contract coming on" that will be Dave's response to Kevin and I as we leave him to go to bed.

Passion always plays a big part in our love making. All three of us are very passionate about our sex and it shows. At first I would try and tone down my obvious delight and joy, when Kevin did what he did, biting my bottom lip and stifling a cry, but eventually gave up, I could not hold back expressing that delight and joy. My moaning, sighs, shouts and screams. echoing throughout the house, leaving Dave in no doubt as to what is happening. When Kevin's passions have been expunged, his appetite satisfied, it's time for me to leave him. Quickly making my way back to Dave and our bed. Then quietly slipping between the sheets and snuggling up close. There are times he will be fast asleep, other times his hand will reach between my thighs, obviously the sound of Kevin and I making passionate love having aroused him. If I reach for his manhood it will be quite stiff, I roll over on my back, Dave moves on top of me and then...some more delicious love making. For those who want to ask the question...yes, we do share moments of togetherness and form a threesome...it's just that there are times they both enjoy a little private time with me. I count myself lucky that I have two wonderful men who, I can share my passions and lifestyle with. I do sometimes wonder. What if for dome reason I became pregnant, after all I ride bareback with both of them, no condoms. What would Dave make of it, if the child I bore was coffee coloured, how would he take it. I mean it is just possible...it could happen

I'm sorry if this has deviated from the story, but I felt I had to tell you where, Dave my husband and Kevin our very good friend and partner fit in and a little about their background...now where were we. ********************* Dave pinched a piece of my bacon...the crispy bit...the piece I like most...along with a piece of toast.

"You pig" I said to him.

"Hey I know this might sound a bit off...you just having spent a night on board a yacht...but how about we take Morning Cloud out and give her a bit of a shake down"

Now there are two things in life I love and have a real passion for...one is fucking and the other is yachting...never ever let an opportunity for either slip by.

"Yes...yes...I'd love to" I replied enthusiastically.

Within a couple of hours, we were on the water, the sails filling with the afternoon breeze. When on the yacht, I'm in charge, whilst Dave thinks he's a great sailor, as do all men, I'm better than him. I was brought up with yachts, cut my teeth on the smallest of dinghies, even to the chagrin of the young up and coming boy sailors of the club. They just hated to see my name instead of theirs, on the cup or trophy.

It didn't take long before an all male yacht about our size decided they wanted to show a woman skipper how to sail. "Hey sweetheart, come on, follow us, we'll show you a good place to anchor" accompanied with laughs and rowdy banter.

Dave looked at me. He knew they were saying all the wrong things.

"Ok, that does it...that sounds like a challenge to me"

"Somehow I thought you'd see it that way"

Now I got serious, started to trim the sheets, got the tell tails all flowing just right, the flow of air over the sail was just right, we were pointing into the wind as best we could, and it started to show. Much as they tried they could not get the better of us. Frustration was starting to tell as the helmsman started to shout at his crew, telling them they were all fucking useless, not only that our boat was now spilling dirty air all over them, there was just no way they were gong to overhaul us, and eventually had to break away.

"Aren't you going to cover them sweetheart...isn't that the cardinal rule...cover your opposition"

"Normally yes...but not this time. We are gong to head over to the island, there's more breeze over there and the tide and current will be more beneficial to us in the end". So that's where we headed. As we neared the island I could sense Dave's concern when he said "Shouldn't we put about now...I can see the bottom"

"Don't worry about it love...the water is crystal clear here...it's deeper than you think"

"Yeh but those rocks seem a little near"

"Heaps of time yet" I replied

He kept looking at me and I could see the worried, concerned look on his face. I just smiled at him reassuringly.

His concern turned to relief when I said "Ready about....go"

I flung the boat onto the opposite tack. Jib sheet flying free, Dave cleating it in and resetting the sail. Now we were on the return leg, was I right or had I made a big boob. As we neared each other again I took a bearing and a smile...a big smile crossed my face.

"We're ahead...aren't we...I can see it in your face" Dave said.

"Not only are we ahead...but we are thrashing them" I replied, and sure enough, when we came back together, they were way behind. I punched my clenched fist in the air three times shouting "Way to go Laura...way to go"

Now hey...I love you guys out there...but there are time when I get immense satisfaction when I get to take one or two of you down a peg or two...sorry my loves but that's the way it is.

"Shit who taught you to be a tactician, Coutts and Butterworth I assume" said Dave

"No dear...not at all...in fact I taught them everything they know" I replied, with a mile wide grin.

"Smart arse" was all I heard. It had been one of those most wonderful days, we anchored up just off a crisp white sandy beach, a swim in the warm water, then some of the best fucking I'd had in a long time, not that every fuck wasn't good, this was just great, some good wine and best of all as we left, I had great pleasure in watching the glowering faces of the guys who had thought they were going to beat the pants off me, well there are easier ways of achieving that, but certainly not by yachting.

Next morning I decided to make a visit to the Agency, I needed to catch up with Claire.

He first question when I entered. "Well how's our new working girl" she asked, smiling.

"Just fine, but still a little peeved at Kevin"

"What's all this...what are you two talking about" asked Sandra.

Claire gave her a quick run down on how I'd been tricked into doing a trick, a smile starting to appear on her face developing into laughter as the story unfurled.

"Don't you dare say a word Sandra...don't forget I'm still your boss".

"Well, welcome to the sisterhood BOSS!" unable to contain her laughter

I left the building knowing that the story would be wide spread by evening...but what the heck, did I really care.

The sun was hot...I liked hot sunny summer days. I got to wear the shortest and skimpiest of clothing...no need for office dress today, I still had a couple of more days of freedom. I gave the two young guys one of my million dollar smiles as I sauntered past them. I didn't have to turn around and see what they were doing...hey they were men. Their eyes would be firmly focused on my butt watching it as my hips swayed from side to side...imagining what?...well do I really have to tell you?