62 comments/ 28020 views/ 11 favorites Party to Change By: TexasFarmBoy Note: If you are unwilling to read this whole story, don't waste your time writing a comment. It will look out of place and foolish. ***** Marcie and Jeff left for the party at the home of Marci's boss and her husband with different attitudes. Marcia was a social animal who liked mixing and talking with people. Her smile seldom left her face and she always charmed most of the people she came in contact with. At 27, she had changed jobs eight months previously. She had been a rising star at a small advertising agency as an account executive until this larger agency had recruited her away. Part of her success had been that she built close relationships with her clients. Once she got to know them and what they wanted to achieve, her intelligence and creativity came to the forefront. Since the change, she had struggled a little as she had to learn about new clients and their needs. At the six month anniversary of her change, she was beginning to feel comfortable with several of the new clients and her talents were beginning to shine through again. She was harder on herself than others were, but that was the way she was. This party was the first time that the owner of her agency had hosted a party since Marci had been hired and she wanted to shine with her new peers and clients. The new dress she had bought for the occasion was intended for her to be noticed and Jeff felt certain that only a dead person would fail to pay attention to her tonight. It showed a decent amount of cleavage without being excessive. The skirt had a number of panels that flared or moved as she did. Even walking to the door, she radiated movement and sensual grace. She had spent two hours at the salon earlier to get her hair and nails perfect. For her, it was show time and she was ready to make her entrance. As a counterpoint, Jeff was wearing a cream colored turtleneck sweater with a light camel hair sport coat and dark brown slacks. For him, show time was to stand in the wings and raise and lower the curtain for the stars. On a professional scale, Marcie and he were about equal. The difference was that she was a show room girl and he was a back room boy. He was a business analyst with an investment banking firm. His show time people did the schmoozing and brought him paper and digital files on companies that wanted their recommendations sent to their wealthy clients. His front room people took clients to elegant buffets and courted them with the charm and finesse. Jeff's idea of a really good business lunch was to share a platter of bar-b-que and a pitcher of beer with the Operations Manager of a company. He could learn more about a company in an hour with one of these guys than he could at a four hour buffet with the owners or managers of the firm. In his mind, he specialized in separating the wheat from the chaff and passed along his recommendations on how to use the wheat and where to dump the chaff. Jeff was 28 and had worked his way up from a data analyst at the firm to his present position. While not as glamorous as the front room folks, he liked to think that they respected his work. That satisfied him. As he and Marcie walked up to the elegant door of the large house, he knew what his function would be today. It was his job to cover Marcie's back. He would keep a drink in her hand after making sure that it was not overly strong or enhanced with anything but the proper ingredients. He would make sure that she met any important people that she might have overlooked. And most importantly, he needed to watch her to insure that the barracudas, which inevitably are at these parties, would not be able to sink their teeth too deeply into her. After six years of marriage and escorting her to many parties like this, he felt comfortable in his role and she invariably thanked him when they got home and compared notes. This was usually the next morning as she usually left a party with a great deal of pent up energy which she took out on Jeff in bed when they got home. His only concern today was that he didn't know any of the people here and would have to take his time figuring out who was safe and who was on the prowl. Previously, he had known who the regulars were and was successful at keeping them at bay. This was not intended to be a dinner party, but according to Marcie, her boss always had a great array of hors d' ouvres and things to eat. As a result, neither of them had eaten anything since lunch. Jeff knew from experience that the first two hours would be relatively calm and safe. People would be meeting and chatting, but also just scouting the field of attendees. After a couple of hours, both the tigers and tigresses would begin to focus on their chosen prey for the evening. That would give him a chance to eat something and to figure out who to keep an eye on. With this confidence, he rang the door bell which was immediately opened by an extremely beautiful woman who was probably five or six years older than Jeff or Marcie were. Besides her obvious physical beauty, she had a smile and a pair of eyes that would penetrate even the coldest of personalities. She immediately took Marcie's hands and pulled her into a hug and cheek kiss as hostesses often do. "Marcie; you look fabulous. I just love that dress. But you know that it isn't nice to upstage the hostess." "Give it a rest, Electra; no one can upstage you and you know it. Electra, this is my husband, Jeff. Jeff, this is the woman I always talk about, Mrs. Electra Benson." Jeff felt Electra's eyes totally absorb everything about him as he replied, "It is a pleasure, Mrs. Benson. I feel that I know you because of all of the things Marcie has told me about you." "Thank you Jeff; I feel I know about you too because Marcie talks about you frequently. Now hold out your hand." He did as she asked. Then she gave it a light swat. "Consider yourself punished. My name is Electra or Elec. If you call me any other name but those, the next punishment will be on your ass and won't be nearly as gentle." Marcie giggled as Jeff turned pink. "Elec?" He asked as he tried to regain his composure. "Yes, my sorority sisters thought that Electra would scare off half of the male population of the school, so they called me Elec for short. I kind of liked it, so I kept it. At work, I am Electra but here, I am Elec to those who I don't intimidate. Do I intimidate you, Jeff?" He could hear the tease in her seductive voice and could feel Marcie's smiling face watching closely as Jeff tried to wiggle out of that trap. "Find me in an hour and I will tell you. For now, I will go with Electra but reserve the right to change that later." "Oh my, Marcie; he is a charmer. Come in and let me introduce you to some people you need to know. Jeff, you can get out of my dog house by getting us each a drink. I will have a white wine. Tell the bartender that it is for me." The smile never left her face and the tease was still in full force. Marcie winked at him with a smile as Electra led her into the main living room. Jeff followed and discovered a full and elegant bar built into one wall of the very large room. The bartender was probably a college student, but he seemed to know what he was doing as he prepared a small pitcher of margaritas for another group. As Jeff waited, he looked the bar over and saw that it was well stocked with good brands. That alone gave him confidence. Then the young man turned to him and smiled, "What can I get for you, sir?" "Thank you. I would like a margarita, light on the tequila, for my wife and Electra would like a white wine." He grinned and replied as he prepared another margarita. "I see that you are Electra's designated cover for the night." "Oh, did I miss something?" "Probably, Electra doesn't trust many people to get her a drink. Too many guys try to add some enhancer to drinks. So she usually selects someone that she trusts and will ask you to get her what she wants. Usually with a small group, Mr. Benson over there gets them for her but tonight, they both have clients here and will both be busy. So she has designated you to see that she only gets wine and nothing else." "Smart woman. Since you seem to understand the game, do you see the woman that she is introducing around?" He nodded. "That is my wife and I also want to see that she only gets what the recipe calls for. If anyone else asks for a drink for her, just get my attention and I will take care of it." I took out a twenty dollar bill and slipped it into his jacket pocket. "Do we understand each other?" "Electra is smart and so are you. I understand you completely. What would you like?" "I will stay with a mineral water for now. Thanks. I'll be right back after I deliver these." He nodded. Jeff carried the drinks to Marcie and Electra and waited patiently for them to break their conversation with another couple. When the other couple moved away, he handed Marcie her drink and got a smile and a kiss in return. Then he handed the wine to Electra. "Thank you Jeff. You now have your head out of the dog house. A couple more like this and you will be out all together." "Uh Elec, I don't mind at all being your cover for the night. Just tell me what your signal is for more wine or whatever." Electra looked at Marcie and said, "I think the boy has broken the code. Is that true, Marcie?" Marcie grinned and replied, "Probably. He always keeps me covered at these things. He is very good at it and also very discrete. If he is willing, use him." Electra turned to Jeff and smiled, "You heard her, and I will certainly use you tonight. If I set my glass down, I either don't trust it for some reason or I want a refill. If I wiggle my ass impatiently, I need to be bailed out. We will start with those." He looked back at her and replied with a grin, "That means I will have to be staring at your ass all night. All right, I guess I can suffer to do that." Electra looked at Marcie and said, "Punch that boy. He will look at my ass either way and we both know it." Marcie smiled, and lightly punched her husband in the ribs."You watch her ass for signals; not because you want to. You have to watch mine too, you know." Electra then added, "Good girl. Now Jeff, you should know that I am spoiled and I like it that way. The better attention you pay to me, the more I will enjoy myself. So tonight, you spoil both of us and I will reward you later." There was a sparkle in her eye as she dangled this carrot in front of him. "Fine. Would either or both of you like something to nibble on?" Electra licked her lips seductively and said, "Yes, but for now why don't you get each of us a plate of something tasty." "Is there anything in particular that you want or don't want?" "Oh, he is really good, Marcie. Bring us both a selection of things, but nothing that drips or makes a mess on our fingers. We will get those when we can sit down and eat more comfortably." Marcie beamed and smiled while Jeff felt proud to have this small talent appreciated. He went to the buffet table and filled two plates with a variety of things. He left the meatballs and bar-b-qued riblets for later. Then he carried the plates to them while they were talking to another couple. Marcie was mostly listening and he could see that she was absorbing as much as she could. He assumed that the couple was a current or potential client. When he turned back towards the table, the bartender was signaling him. When he got there, the young man quietly said, "The guy standing over there asked me to make a strong margarita and his eyes have been all over your wife." "Thanks. Make it light and I'll take it to her before he has the chance." "I thought that you would want to do that. Here it is." Jeff took it and walked up behind Marcie. He took her glass and handed her a fresh one without her even turning towards him. That she released her glass and took the new one told him that she knew that it was him and that she knew why he refreshed her drink so early. Jeff went back to the wall near the buffet which gave him good sight lines to the whole room. He also saw the lounge lizard sidle up to Marcie holding the more potent drink. She smiled and indicated that she had a full one. He put the other one on a table and then turned on the charm. Jeff would give him five minutes to get his motor running before he would save her by telling her that Electra wanted to speak to her. As he was watching Marcie talking to the guy, he felt someone sit down next to him. "You aren't watching my ass very well." "You were talking to a safe couple, but Marcie has had her first encounter of the evening." "Oh that's James. She can handle him easily. He is about as subtle as a freight train. Some of the others are much harder to recognize." "Oh, like who?" "That one over by the French doors can be, but it looks like he has already found a dolly to pursue. The main thing here is that if they both have gray hair, they are probably safe. If either one of them doesn't have gray, pay attention to the one without the gray, especially the women." "I usually don't pay attention to the women." "Here, you should. See the one in yellow. She is James' wife, Glenda, and she is already after that young one who works in our back room. From the looks of it, I'll bet you a kiss that little Beth will be licking her first pussy before 10:00 tonight." "Oh." "Most of the women are safe, but there are a few who would love to rub their faces in Marcie's cleavage while fingering her pussy. And they usually get what they want." "I'll add that to my list of signs. I think I will go save Marcie from James." Jeff started to rise when Electra took his arm and held him back. "I'll save her. There are a couple of new arrivals that she needs to meet. When you see us heading for the patio, why don't you get us each a refill and a plate that has the drippy and sticky things on it with a couple of forks and napkins. We'll be on the patio. And for your information, the serious ones won't make their move for another hour or so. They are just scoping out the action right now." Electra rose and walked towards Marcie and easily moved her away from a disappointed James. From the look of things, all he would be doing would be playing chauffer for his wife tonight. He picked up the loaded margarita and began to drink it himself and walked away. With Electra's information in mind, Jeff scanned the room for the lookers and spotted three or four that were carefully inspecting the available talent. He also picked out at least two women who were watching Marcie closely. Soon after that, Electra led Marcie towards the patio. He asked for fresh glasses of wine for them. He knew that Marcie would want to change to wine while eating. After he delivered these, he filled two plates with more substantial fare than he had previously provided. He set them in front the two women before he went back in and fixed a plate for himself. When he got outside to sit with them, there was another man sitting next to Marcie and he had to sit next to Electra. She smiled and patted his leg. "Jeff, this is Peter Benson. He owns an internet advertising company and will probably be trying to entice Marcie away from me. Peter, this is Marcie's husband, Jeff. He is watching our backs tonight." "Pleased to meet you, Jeff. I am usually the one who has to watch Elec's back. You will probably be very busy soon. The vultures are here in force tonight." "Thanks for the update. So far it hasn't been hard." "I've got to run and see people; I'll talk to you later, Marcie." "Thank you. It has been a pleasure to meet you, Peter." Jeff could see that Marcie was taken by this tall and charming man. It didn't bother him, but he knew that Peter would be one of the topics of discussion in the morning. Marcie turned to Electra and asked, "Is he your husband?" "Not hardly; he is my brother. Few people know this, but the printer screwed up a batch of my cards a number of years ago and put Mrs. Electra Benson on them. I discovered that it helped keep some of the vultures at bay if they think I am married. I usually use Peter as my date and protector, so most people think that we are married. Don't spread that around. Speaking of that, Marcie, I was serious when I said that he might try to entice you away from me. He would be serious and you need to think carefully about what he will offer you. You aren't in any danger from my end, but my agency isn't likely to grow that much more. I cater to a certain type of client as I am sure you realize. He is already twice as big as we are and is growing quickly. It might be a better opportunity than what I can offer you. So think about it." "Ok, I'll listen, but since I just made a change, I'm not certain that I am ready for another one." She frowned. "Excuse me; I am going to the ladies room." "I'll join you, but I want to tell Jeff something first." Marcie slowly walked back towards the house as Electra turned back to Jeff. "Peter was right about the vultures. What he didn't say is that he is one of the best. He likes Marcie and will talk to her about a job, but he will also be turning the charm on too. Keep a close eye when he is with her. Get us each another glass of wine. You are doing a great job." Then she kissed his lips lightly as she stood up and followed Marcie into the house. Jeff just sat there and thought about what she had just told him. He certainly would have problems breaking Marcie away from Peter if they was talking about a job opportunity and Peter also knew that Jeff was there to cover her if she was in trouble. He wondered how he could protect her if things went the way Electra had suggested that they might. He shrugged and carried their plates back inside and put them in the kitchen. Then he went to the bar and got two more glasses of wine for Marcie and Electra. He found them talking to a couple of men, one of whom he had decided was one of the vultures. He handed them their wine and they both nodded in acknowledgement. He went back to his observation post and continued his observation. A few minutes later, he saw Marcie put her glass on the table next to her and turned back to the two men and was talking with her hands. Without looking, the vulture moved his hand over her glass and then moved it away. Jeff was on his feet and as Marcie reached for her glass again, he caught her hand and said loud enough for all of them to hear, "Let me get you another glass, Marcie; this one has a crack in it." He took the offending glass to the kitchen and got her a fresh one. When he returned, the vulture was staring daggers at him even as he smiled at what Marcie was saying. Electra stepped back and whispered to him, "Good move. That earned you a kiss." Jeff went back to his post as Marcie and Electra moved to a new group of people who appeared to be safer and Jeff relaxed a little for a moment. An hour later, he had bailed Marcie out twice by telling her that Electra wanted her. He had also told Electra once that they needed her in the kitchen when he noticed her ass wiggling fairly intensely. They both thanked him profusely for his interruptions. Shortly after this, he noticed that Electra was saying good bye to several who were leaving. One of those was James and his wife who, as Electra had warned, was holding hands and leaving with little Beth, who was wearing a shy smile. Electra then went into the kitchen and checked things out and gave a number of instructions. Jeff now was able to focus on Marcie and he could tell that several of the vultures were beginning to gather and he prepared himself to go into action again. He was about to make a move when Peter walked up to Marcie and began talking to her. The other vultures pulled away and left Peter alone. But now Jeff was faced with his unanswered question about what to do about Peter if he started making a move on Marcie. Party to Change Electra seemed to sense his concern as she suddenly came to his side and said quietly, "Let's go outside for a while. He won't start anything inside anyway. Get us each something to drink and meet me on the patio and we can talk." Then she walked out the back door. Jeff stood still for a moment and then got another glass of wine for Electra and asked for a scotch and water for himself. He walked outside and had to look for a few minutes before he saw her sitting at a table for two away from the patio and under a tree. He crossed to the table and set the glass in front of her. "Sit next to me so we can talk quietly." He sat on the other side of her. "You have the look of a concerned man. Relax for a minute and listen to me. I expect that you are concerned about two things; first, when will he make his move and second, what can or should you do about it. Am I right?" Jeff just nodded his head. "Jeff, look at me and I am going to be totally honest with you. He won't make his move on her until later. He is talking to her about herself and her work and what his company is about. He will be charming and disarming, but he will also be talking about business and not personal things. He will bring her out here on the patio to talk. If no one is around, they will talk there; if others are out here, he will probably take her out by the gazebo over there. Trust him. He won't drug her or anything like that. He isn't interested in getting in a girl's panties by subterfuge. If she won't come willingly, he won't push her. He will probably dance with her and will probably hold her hand if she is comfortable with that. As for you, just do what you are doing and watch. He or she may call you over to refill their drinks or get them some dessert. Just do what they want. I will be saying good bye to guests for awhile but I will be back before anything more happens." She leaned over and kissed him twice. "That is for taking care of both of us so well tonight. Everything will be fine." She rose and left him alone with his own thoughts. Jeff sat and waited while sipping his drink. Her words seemed to help soothe him a little. A short while later, Peter and Marcie came out and looked around. There were two couples sitting and talking on the patio and they saw Jeff sitting alone. Peter walked toward him and asked pleasantly, "Jeff, Marcie and I are going to talk out by the gazebo. Would you get her a refill and each of us a dessert?" "Sure, do you want anything to drink?" "Just a water. I don't drink much at these things. Thanks." He then led Marcie towards the gazebo in the far end of the yard. Jeff went inside to prepare things for them and evaluated what he had learned so far. He decided that if Electra hadn't told him that Peter was one of the best seducers around, that he would really like him. He was sharp and obviously intelligent. He could see Marcie and himself going out with him for dinner. It also crossed his mind that Electra would be fun to be with also. But knowing what Electra had told him, he still wondered what he could or should do if he did put a move on Marcie. If he had offered her a really good job that she wanted, his interference could make her very angry. Then he asked himself the question that he had been ignoring. If Peter did make a move on her, how would she react if he didn't interfere? Would she give in or would she walk away from the job potential? If she did give in, what would she and he feel like afterwards? Could he accept that infidelity? As hard as he thought, he still didn't come to any concrete answers. As he approached where they were sitting, he couldn't help but notice that Peter had his hand on her arm as he was talking to her. He also heard him talking about the impact and future of internet advertising. He placed the dessert in front of them along with the glass of wine and a bottle of water. Peter continued talking and holding Marcie's arm, but her free hand came out and squeezed Jeff's hand. That made him feel very good. He returned to the small table and sat back down and nursed his scotch some more. As he did, several images came to his mind. The first was of Peter holding Marcie in his arms while dancing. That transformed into one of them dancing while naked. After that came flashes of images of them in bed together as they gave and sought pleasure from each other. He finally had to shake himself to let this images go. Those and some others including several with Electra were creating a tent in his pants. He sat up as he felt a hand on his shoulder. "Did you miss me?" "Of course, Elec; I was just thinking about you." "Un huh; I'll bet. So they are at the gazebo. Any problems?" "No. Peter asked me to get them a refill and some dessert. They were talking about business when I took the things out there. He did have his hand on her arm though." "That is just like Peter. Both he and I are touchers, huggers, and kissers. " "So tell me about Peter and you. You let him act like your husband and he seems to go along with it. I like that kind of support, but doesn't that cut into your personal time? I mean if either you or he met someone you wanted to be with, that could get clumsy." She smiled, "You are very perceptive. Most of the time, we go to events and places where we know most of the people attending and there isn't a problem. But once in awhile, we do get interested in someone. Then we talk and work out how we will handle it before we get there. We are both very particular about who we get interested in. We grew up in this house and our parents had lots of money, but they were also very careful about who they trusted. Both of us also learned to be careful about people both personally or professionally." "So which one of you lives here now?" "We both do. He lives on that side and I live on this side. We share the common areas in the middle." "And you don't have any conflicts?" She laughed, "Oh we used to have some royal ones. That is why we split the company into two parts. He was fascinated with the internet stuff and I like working with people. We used to fight about that. But since we split the company and focused on our own interests, we haven't had many problems to speak of. So what is your impression of Peter so far?" "If you hadn't warned me about him, I would be impressed and was just thinking that he would be the kind of guy that Marcie and I could go out to dinner with and do things like that." "Now for the hard one. What do you think about me now?" Jeff turned bright red and then stuttered for a minute before he replied. "I think that you are incredibly beautiful and intelligent..." "And sexy?" "You know damn well that you are every man's wet dream and with your charm, you could have any man you want." "Maybe, but I only want a special kind of man." "And that is?" "I want some who is very supportive, loyal, and caring and those are in short supply today. I need someone who can hold my interest and can support me in all of my projects. I told you that I am spoiled and I am also fairly strong willed. That means that I don't want a man who feels the need to compete with me. I can find a lot of those qualities in a number of men but that last one is usually the deal breaker." "If you weren't related, it sounds like Peter would be almost perfect for you." "He probably would be except for that competition shit. That is why we battled so much. So both of us are still looking for the right one." "You will find him, I am sure. Now, you were going to tell me what to expect next out of Peter with Marcie." "Ah yes, Marcie and Peter. What I am going to tell you now will be hard for you to accept, but I will tell you anyway. As I said, Peter is very polished and charming in his own way. He won't push her or anything like that. She will have to decide on her own to be with him. That will make it very hard on you to interrupt them. Right now they are talking about business. In a little while, he will move the discussion to her dreams and how she can achieve them. He will be very supportive and encouraging. He will also be touching her gently in safe places. That is probably when he will ask her to dance. He will do that when he thinks she is ready for the next step. If she doesn't get to that point, he will simply continue as they are until you leave. If she is ready for the next step, they will dance probably out here on the patio or at least where it is more private because he will still be talking to her while he holds her. If he feels that she is ready, he will also kiss her. That will be the next critical point. If she rejects his kiss, he will stop there. If she accepts his kiss, then he will move on. That will include more kisses and some light caresses outside of her clothing. He won't do anything more intimate that that in public. If she is responding well to these things, he will slowly move things to his study over there. By the way, by now all of the business stuff will be over. She may or may not have accepted his job offer. It is not dependent on anything she does or doesn't do after that." "What will happen if she goes into his study with him?" Jeff had a problem getting those words out without choking on the lump in his throat. "I'm not going to tell you now; you will only make yourself crazy when neither of us knows what will happen. It will be at least an hour before they get close to that point. I'm going to go say more good byes to others and I will catch back up to you later. If it does happen, I will be with you and I will tell you now that if that happens, there will be nothing you can do to interfere. It will happen or it won't. Now, don't sit here and stare at them. Go inside and get a dessert or another drink. I'll find you in a little while. Or better yet, think about me." She rose and kissed his lips and held the kiss for a long moment. During that moment, Jeff realized that her breasts were pressed against his shoulder and chest. They felt wonderful and alive, perhaps even more than Marcie's did. She pulled away and went back inside. He sat for a minute and then decided that she had been right. If he sat there and stared at them, he would go crazy. He forced himself to stand and walk back into the house. He also stopped and picked up a piece of cake to eat before he went to the bar and asked for another scotch. After he ate the cake, he went to the corner window in the buffet room and almost panicked when he didn't see them in the gazebo any more. He moved to the next window and saw them dancing on the patio and let his panic resolve itself. There weren't many people left in the house, but there were some. He took up residence near there where he could periodically glance out the window without being too obvious. The first time he looked, he saw Peter gently turn her head and kiss Marcie's sweet lips. She did not pull away even when he broke the kiss. In fact, she seemed to snuggle closer to him and his arms wrapped around her tighter. Jeff turned back and grabbed a slice of cantaloupe and ate it. A few minutes later, he checked again and they were kissing again and he felt certain that their tongues were involved since he knew that Marcie loved to French kiss. He felt himself slump against the wall but he was also aware that he was also very hard and making a tent in his pants again. That was the way Electra found him. She also felt that she knew what had caused him to slump. A quick look out the window confirmed that she had been right. Marcie's head was resting on Peter's chest and his hand was rubbing her back from her ass to her shoulders and along both sides. She took Jeff in her arm and led him to a quiet corner where she put both arms around him and held his head against her chest. "It's all right, Jeff. They are dancing together. She is in his arms, but you are in mine. Kiss me." Without thinking, Jeff raised his head and kissed her on her lips. She wouldn't let him break the kiss; instead, she slipped her tongue inside his mouth and caressed his lips and tongue gently. It took a minute before he responded and met her tongue with his. Then he began gently sucking on her tongue and she let him do it. While she let him do this, she was well aware of the rock hard ridge poking her in her abdomen. She tried not to, but she couldn't restrain her smile. A few minutes later, she broke their kiss and said, "Come with me and sit in my lap for a minute while I talk to you some more." She led him to a comfortable chair in the corner of the living room. She sat down and pulled him into her lap. His head automatically fell to her chest and rested on her exposed upper breasts. A moment later, she began caressing his neck and he automatically began kissing the flesh he was resting his face on. Electra was surprised but also pleased. "Listen to me carefully, honey. You have taken very good care of me tonight and also Marcie. But she has found something else that she likes. So now is the time to let her find her enjoyment so that we can find our own. Here is what I want you to do. Pull yourself together and go out and ask them if they want anything else. If they want something, get it for them and then come to me. If they don't, come back to me. I will be waiting by the staircase. I have a surprise for you. Can you do that for me?" "Yes, I can." Jeff sighed. "I will ask them and then meet you by the staircase." "You are such a good man and I love you for it. Here, kiss my nipple for a moment and then go do what I told you to do." She pulled the top of her dress down enough so that one of her womanly nipples was visible. She expected him to kiss it, but he took it between his lips and sucked on it and raked his teeth and tongue over it like he owned it. She shivered as she almost came from his efforts. Finally, she had to force herself to pull away and recover her breast. "Now go do what I asked you to do." Jeff weakly stood up and regained the strength in his legs. Electra was well aware that he sported a fine looking erection in his pants. She hoped that it went down before he talked to Marcie and Peter or that they wouldn't notice. She wanted that for herself. Jeff finally walked purposefully out to the patio and went up to Peter and Marcie who were still dancing closely. Jeff noticed that one of Peter's hands was on Marcie's ass and that he was caressing it gently. He also noticed that his other hand was held next to one of her breasts and that a couple of fingers might be hidden between them. Marcie also has a hand on Peter's ass and she looked like she was somewhere else. It took a moment, but he also noticed something else and it was very important. He felt like a light bulb was going off in his head. Jeff cleared his throat and quietly asked, "Um, Peter, would you and Marcie like anything else tonight?" "Thank you, Jeff. We are about to go inside for awhile. Would you please have a bottle of champagne and two glasses waiting by the staircase for us? We would appreciate it a lot." Jeff nodded and went to the bar and asked the bartender for the champagne. The young man looked at him and asked, "Are you all right? You look like you just lost your best friend." He paused for a moment before he answered. "Maybe I did, or maybe not." He took the bottle and two glasses and carried them to the stairway where he set them on an empty side table. Then he turned to Electra and went to her as she held out her hand to him. She led him upstairs and into her study. "Jeff honey, please help me take this dress off. I don't want it to get wrinkled." He crossed to her and pulled the zipper down and then held it while she stepped out of it. He took it to a hanger and put the dress on it and hung it on a hook on the wall. Then he turned back to face Electra. She was reclined on a chaise lounge. Her breasts were bare but covered by one of her arms. She wore a slip that covered her lower body. "Jeff honey, take off your sport coat and put it over the chair. You are so good and I love you for it. Now take off your slacks so they don't get wrinkled. Excellent. Now turn off the over head light and come sit with me for awhile." He flipped the switch by the door and the room became dark except for a small lamp near Electra. He went to her and she opened her arms for him to nestle into. He did and his head immediately went to rest on her naked breasts. She stroked his face and then his chest. "Honey, I think that you are thinking that you might be losing something and that might be true. But there is another side to this and that is that you are gaining something special at the same time." "What is that?" "Honey, you have been so absorbed in taking care of Marcie and I tonight, you have ignored that fact that I am very attracted to you and want to see how well we fit together. I have loved kissing you and holding you tonight. When you sucked on my nipple awhile ago, I almost came from just that. I want you to start looking at me as a woman, not as Marcie's boss or as a spoiled rich girl. I want you to look at me as a woman who needs your love. Can you do that?" Jeff just lay there listening and then he turned slightly until his mouth was next to her nipple. Suddenly, he took it into his mouth again and sucked on it. Once again Electra felt electric shocks run through her body. Then he released it and began speaking. "Electra, when I first got here, I was totally in love with Marcie. She was part of me and part of my strength. When I met you, you teased me about being intimidated by you. I wasn't intimidated, I was terrified. You are the most beautiful and sexy woman I have ever been around. As the evening went along, I kept getting aroused and I wondered if it was because of the guys hitting on Marcie, but I finally realized that it was because of you. I felt like a moth drawn to the fire and I was terrified to get burned." He took her other nipple in his mouth and sucked on it. Electra was confused because she wasn't sure where this was going to go. She was also deeply aware of the shocks running through her body. He was creating a depth of need that she didn't know she had. Just as before, he suddenly released her nipple and began talking again. She almost wanted to tell him to shut up and keep sucking but she didn't. "I kept asking myself why you were focusing on me and even planting seeds about Peter and Marcie together. It finally came to me when I saw them dancing together. You are trying to set up Marcie with Peter and me with you. I suspect that all of the things you have been saying are true, but the more important parts are the things that you aren't saying. True?" Electra was now becoming terrified of this man who was turning her into jelly. He was right of course but she couldn't admit it out loud much less to him. She told her arms to push him away, but they were pulling him closer to her instead. She wanted her voice to tell him to leave, but all it said was, "Tell me more." "I will but we have to take care of a little detail first. Lie still." He sat up and lifted her slip until it was at her waist. Then he slowly pulled her panties off and tossed them away. She whimpered, "What are you doing?" "You will know in a minute. Close your eyes and don't say another word until I tell you that you can." In spite of herself, she closed her eyes and waited. She didn't have to wait long. He spread her legs wide and then she felt his breath on her totally naked pussy. She wanted to scream "No!" but nothing came out. He had told her to not say anything. A moment later, she didn't actually say anything but she did scream very loudly as his lips gently kissed her womanhood. After that, she moaned, screamed, panted, and begged a number of times as his lips and tongue teased and taunted her ravenous womanhood. She grabbed his head but she couldn't control him; she could only hold it as he did what he wanted, when he wanted. Finally, when he was ready, he took her clit in his mouth and treated it like it was one of her nipples. Her scream would have brought the police if the room hadn't been so well sound proofed. When she quit screaming, she fell limp against the lounge. Party to Change Jeff stood up and looked around. He had completed the part one; now it was time for him to take care of the part two. This was the part he wasn't sure of yet, but he felt comfortable that things fell within a range of possibilities. Now it was time to find out for certain. He pulled his slacks back on and went out of the study and down stairs. As he expected, Peter and Marcie were waiting at the foot of the stairs looking around for he and Electra. When they saw him coming towards them, Marcie smiled and said, "Where is Electra?" "She is upstairs, but don't worry about her. Be quiet for a moment while I talk to Peter." Marcie's eyes got big. She had never heard Jeff talk this way to her. Jeff turned to Peter and asked, "Peter, did you offer Marcie a real job that she would be good at?" "Yes, I did. I can assure you..." "That's all I want to know. How did she respond when you tried to seduce her?" Peter turned red and began stuttering. "Quit stalling Peter. You put your smoothest moves on her and she either accepted or rejected them. What did she do?" He hung his head. "She rejected me." "Fine. Now you keep quiet while I talk to Marcie." Peter just nodded. "Marcie, do you like the job he offered you?" "Yes. It is very promising and I think I can to a great job." "If you had a choice between it or running Electra's agency, which would you prefer?" He noticed that Marcie's eyes got big, but they weren't looking at him; they were looking at a very naked Electra walking down the stairs and who pressing her body against Jeff's when she got to the floor. Electra started to say something. "Jeff..." "Hush. I told you to not say anything until I said you could. Marcie is talking now." "Yes sir." "Marcie, answer my question." The startled Marcie said, "I...I'm not sure that I can choose between them. I mean they are so similar in so many ways but so different in others." "That's fine for now. Now, why did you turn down Peter's advances?" She lowered her eyes and replied softly, "Because I promised myself that I would never betray our marriage." "But you wanted to, didn't you?" She just nodded. That answered all of his questions for now. He caressed Electra's ass as he thought for a moment. Then he spoke. "Here is what is going to happen. Peter, you take Marcie to your room and the two of you fuck each other until neither of you have anything left. Then, figure out how to recombine the two agencies and make them work together. When we get together for breakfast in the morning, I want to hear answers to three questions. First, did you enjoy each other? Second, can you make the combined agencies work? And third, can you work and live together successfully? I don't want long drawn out answers; just simple yes or no answers. After that, we can work out the details." Marcie looked at him and asked, "Jeff, what are you going to be doing?" "Marcie, I am going to take Peter's wife here up stairs and I am going to fuck her like she has never been fucked before." He turned to Peter and continued, "And Peter, when we meet for breakfast in the morning, she will no longer be your wife; she will be my woman. So I suggest that you give Marcie your very best or you might be sleeping alone from now on. Now go, we are wasting time. Electra, get your ass back upstairs and wait for me." "Yes sir." There were no more words. Peter took Marcie's unresisting hand and led her up the stairs to his room. They each had a restrained grin on their faces as they went up. Then Jeff turned and followed Electra's naked bottom up to her room. He knew that he was in for a long night, but he was looking forward to it very much. When he caught up with Electra, she was standing next to her very feminine bed waiting for him. He put his arms around her waist and then said, "Three questions. Talk to me." "Why are we going to recombine the agencies? Peter and I will just start fighting again." "No, you won't because Peter and Marcie will run the agency. You will be an important part of it, but you will be doing what you do best." "How can Peter and I stay married if he is with Marcie?" "You might not stay married. That is one of the details we will work out later." "What do you want from me?" "I want you in my arms every night. I want to make love to you and make you feel like you are the most beautiful and wonderful woman in the world. I want you to learn to love me and support me in what I want to do." "Is that all?" "That is four questions but I will answer it anyway. No, that is not all. Now, get on the bed and get in the position you want me to fuck you in for the first time. After this first time, I will decide when and how we make love." Electra looked into Jeff's eyes and slowly a smile crossed her face. She crawled onto her bed and put her head on her pillow and raised her hips. She wanted her man to plunder her for the first time and make her his woman. And that is what Jeff did. After that, he spent the rest of the night making her his lover. When she woke up in the morning, Electra knew that she belonged to Jeff now. There was no question in her mind about that. She had dozens of other questions, but most of them were now fairly unimportant. He had fucked her, sucked her, toyed with her and made her love him with her mouth, pussy, and ass. He had spanked her twice and even now she could still feel the redness and warmth radiating from her ass cheeks. The last thing he had done before they fell asleep was to tell her that when they woke up this morning, she would tell him to either leave or tell him that she loved him. She already knew the answer and was only uncertain about whether to wake him or let him wake up on his own. She didn't have to make that decision. She heard his male voice say, "Well?" She rolled him over and planted her lips on his and then said, "I love you, Jeff." "Good. Now let's go downstairs and make coffee and get the rest of this bullshit cleared up." "I'll put on a robe." "No. We go down like this or not at all. From now on, there isn't going to be any secrets or little hidden games between the four of us. Let's go." Electra got up and they walked down stairs and into the kitchen without saying anything. Jeff turned to her and said, "Make the coffee; I'm going to wake the love birds up." "Yes sir." She kissed him gently and he caressed her naked ass. Then he went up the stairs and entered Peter's bedroom. It was obvious that they too had been very busy. Marcie was lying there on her back with the sheet only partially covering her beautiful body. Peter was on his stomach and was lightly snoring. Jeff went to his wife and gently kissed her. She woke up with a smile, but then looked startled when she realized who had kissed her. Her first instinct was to pull the sheet over her, but Jeff tore it off of her. "Cut the polite crap, Marcie. We both know what went on last night; there is no need to try to hide it. Wake your lover up and come down to the kitchen just like both of you are right now. We are going to cut through a lot of stuff right now and then we will decide what is going to happen from now on. Do you understand me?" He heard, Peter moan, but Marcie answered, "Yes, I understand. Are you all right, honey?" "I am probably more all right this morning than I have ever been. Get him up and I don't mean his cock. We will be waiting, but don't keep us waiting too long or you will walk in on Electra getting fucked again." Jeff turned away and went out the bedroom door. Marcie reached for Peter but before she touched him, he said, "Was that for real?" Marcie kissed him between his shoulder blades and then said, "I am not certain but right now, I am not willing to find out otherwise. Let's go have coffee and find out what is going on." They came downstairs and found Electra sitting on Jeff's lap and four cups of coffee waiting on the table for them. Once they were seated, Jeff began. "The four of us are now naked together. From now on, there are no secrets or stupid games going on between the four of us. Marcie, did you enjoy Peter last night?" "Yes, very much." "Peter?" "I have never been as excited by anyone as I was by Marcie. That is a definite yes." "Electra look at Peter and tell him if you enjoyed me last night." She looked at Peter and said, "Petey, I have always loved you but after last night, I belong to Jeff. Sorry." Jeff continued, "Did you figure out how to put the two agencies back together again?" They both said, "Yes." in unison. "Marcie, can you work and live with Peter successfully." "Oh yes." "Peter?" "I have some questions but the answer is yes." "Excellent. Here is what is going to happen now. Today, Electra and I are going to our house and get Marcie's clothes and things and bring them back here. If we have time, we will also bring my things back here. Marcie is going to live with Peter and I am going to live with Electra. We will find someone to cook and clean for us. From now on, Peter, you run the business of both agencies. Marcie, you will be the primary account executive for both of them. Electra is going to focus exclusively on her clients, but is not going to be involved with the business end. That is why you always fought each other. Now you each will be doing what you do best. We are going to live this way for two months. At the end of that time, the four of us are going away for a weekend and decide whether our marriages will continue as is or if we will divorce and marry our new partner. Between now and then, our current marriages are suspended and our focus is on our new partners. Any promises or agreements you have made before are no longer valid. As of this morning, we have all broken our promise of fidelity. We will rebuild a new set of commitments in two months. Any questions?" Peter shook his head. Electra just snuggled deeper into Jeff's lap. Marcie was the only one who wanted to ask something. "Jeff, where did all of this come from? I'm not complaining, but I would like to know." "I thought you might. First, a little background for Peter and Electra. I don't know if either of you know this but I am a business analyst. I research and evaluate businesses. A few months before Marcie was hired by Electra, one of our best clients asked us to evaluate your business. He was interested in perhaps buying it. So I began researching both agencies. It wasn't hard to figure out that you two were brother and sister and but were also married. I could see why you maintained both stories but didn't recognize the importance of it at the time. What I also discovered was that the separation of the businesses was stupid. There are too many reasons to keep them together. I figured that there must be some personal issue between the two of you but that didn't show up in anything I could find." Jeff paused and drank his coffee and told Electra to refill all of their cups. She jumped up and did as he asked. "I also discovered that your parents left you this house and a lot of money, but that it is in a trust find. You can't touch the principal but do receive a nice payout of the interest. It allowed you to start the agency and build it up nicely until you decided to split it up. Now, both of you have a problem. Peter needs more capital to grow with and Electra needs some to make sure that she can keep the clients she has and add some more. That is also the reason why you need to bring them back together again and share some of the costs of the back room operations. This is what I knew when I arrived here yesterday. The main thing was that I didn't know either of you personally. For most of yesterday, I was confused. I saw Marcie and Electra working very well together and couldn't understand why Electra was trying to get her interested in working for Peter. I was also confused because, Electra was virtually throwing herself at me while at the same time planting seeds about Peter's impending seduction of Marcie. I finally put it all together while you were dancing together last night." Jeff stopped. Marcie looked puzzled and asked, "What did you figure out, honey?" "Do either of you want to tell her or shall I?" Electra snuggled closer and said, "You tell her. You are doing so well so far; let's see if you figured out the rest." "All right Marcie, I don't know all of the details but this is the broad story. Electra has worked with you and sees herself in you both as a worker but also as a woman. Because of that, she knew that you would work well with Peter and that Peter would also be attracted to you. They sat down and worked out a plan to make that happen. At that time, all Electra knew about me was what you had told her, but she was intrigued. When we met, she knew that she wanted me to be her lover and when you met Peter that both of you would want to become lovers. I'm not positive, but I also expect that Electra wants to be your lover too." Electra buried her face in Jeff's chest in embarrassment. "The reason for all of this is that they are also brother and sister and Electra wants to have a baby and she can't have one with Peter. So when she saw me, she wanted me to be the one to father her child. Along the way, she fell for me more than she expected and that scares her a little. She expected to be able to control things. I kind of stepped on that though. So now here we are, just as they wanted. The only thing missing is getting Electra pregnant which will happen the next time she is fertile." She whispered but everyone could hear her, "I thought I would be ready last night, but now it looks like it will be Monday or Tuesday." "Then she will probably be pregnant before the week is over. That is another reason why she won't be involved in the actual day to day business. And Peter, when the baby is born and Electra is back to normal, it will be time for Marcie to have her baby. If that isn't what you want, I will take care of that too. Regardless of our marital status, I will always love Marcie and she will love me in return. We will still probably get together when you are out of town and we will fuck like we always have. Electra will join us if Marcie wants that. And if I hear that you abuse her or hurt Marcie in any way at any time, I will take her away from you and don't bet that I can't. So someone tell me that I am wrong." The only comment came from Peter. "I will never knowingly abuse or hurt Marcie. She is too special." Marcie caressed his chest and said, "I know you won't lover, but Jeff is right; I will still love him and need him to be an important part of my life." He replied, "I understand and should add that I will still want Electra in my life if she wants me even if she belongs to Jeff." Jeff replied, "She still wants you, Peter, and I give her permission to still want and love you too." Electra sat up and kissed Jeff boldly. Then she said, "I am tired of all this talking. Take me to bed and fuck me again lover. Marcie, you can come too, if you want." "Thanks Electra, but I want to wait awhile before we get together like that. I still have things I want to do with Peter first. Take me to bed lover, I need a good fucking this morning too. Peter and Jeff just looked at each other and when the smiles broke out, they each picked their lover up and went back up to their respective bedrooms. Breakfast would just have to wait.