WARNING: The following is a purely fictional story containing graphic descriptions of sexual activities between an boy, a man and woman. Read no further if you are under the age of 18, against free speech, or not generally aroused by stories of this type. It is my deepest wish that no child ever be harmed. If you like this story, don't forget to donate.
Sex with my bi husband - Part 1
White light flashed with a crack and a fizz, blinding my eyes yet again. And than another flash and finally a third. I closed my eyes, briefly and when I opened them Dante was adjusting his camera. It had been more than an hour posing under the white hot photo lamps. I had been promised before this all started that it would only take 30 minutes. My feet ached from standing in my four inch pumps. My bosom was suffocating to the five pins pegged to the backside of my white satin blazer as it held in place my 32B. The top brass button on my business coat had been digging into my midsection long before this photoshoot had begun. For the past 15 minutes a strain had finally developed along my chest and rib cage. The makeup on my face now felt like paste, I had been standing over the conference table for more than 20 minutes, leaning forward with only my fingers to prop the top half of my body. An stinging pain now ran down my left leg, which was soon followed by a numbing cramp. I wiggled that left leg hoping to alleviate the pain. Sheila the makeup artist walked up to me and was about to apply a fifth layer. Will this photoshoot be done already I thought to myself as I closed my eyes while brush and powder hit my nose and cheeks. After Sheila did her thing, I did mine, with only my right hand available I adjusted my out of place brazier for the tenth time. I lifted up and pushed my breast back into a more comfortable position, while still making sure my cleavage was exposed just enough to be seen as my most important feature.
"Eyes up," said Dante. As soon as my fingers were back on the table he snapped off three of more shots. "Very good, okay lets print that."
I stood back up and tried to stretch the kink out of my lower back. I rested my hands on my waist. My numbed finger tips began to throbbed. A production assistant directed a hand held fan to my face, and I welcomed the temporary breeze.
Dante than presented me a mock up of next months cover. The captions read, "Top 25 Women CEOs under 30."
"What do you think." Asked Dante.
"I like it--Strong, bold"
"And yet still feminine, a true modern woman." added Dante.
"Alright go with it." I agreed. Dante walked away with the mock up in hand.
"Mrs Watson, you just got a text from your mother," said Terri my long time assistant. "Your mother says she just picked up your sons. And she is looking forward to spending the three day weekend with them."
"Text my mom, to confirm if she has Pat's security blanket. He needs it to go to sleep." Terri texted the message and than read back the response.
"Yes! She has it, everything is taken care of and she says for you to go have fun."
My cellphone began to vibrate in Terri's hand. "It's your husband." said Terri. She handed me my phone and I turned away while Terri stood by.
"Hi, hon. Promise I'll be home early today. And I can't wait, I've been thinking about it all morning." I grinned ear to ear while I held the phone to my face. My free hand played with the diamond ear ring hanging from my left earlobe.
"I'm sorry babe, it looks like I'm going to be a little late." Derrick said from the other end of the line. "I've been working on this sale all morning. We're in the middle of closing--I think!" Derrick's voice trailed with his usual lack of confidence.
"Seriously hon, we've been planning this for weeks." I said with frustration. "I planned this for you--for us."
"I know sweetie, but you know I've been on a really long slump. I haven't sold anything in months. I need this sale or my boss is going to you know.....fire me."
"Well, you already know my thoughts on that." I held myself back from what I really wanted to say to him. Derrick never made any things easy but I was determined to make this thing happen. And I knew if I didn't give my husband a little encouragement Derrick would always find a way to screw things up. "What is it and it better be a big payoff?" I asked.
"We're still negotiating, but I think they'll shake on $2500 on a used 2009 Chevy."
Derrick's answer irritated me to no end. He couldn't sale wood to a starving beaver, but I kept thinking all about later today when we get home.
"Good luck hon, I know you`ll close this one. Just remember to get home as soon as you can, okay dear."
"Okay I will"
"Love you bye," and I hung up.
After pulling into the garage, I got out to plug in my all electric BMW. I walked up the stairs and into the kitchen. I checked the home operator panel next to the refrigerator. The display indicated Derrick hadn't arrived yet. It was almost noon and our guest was going to arrive a half hour from now. I walked over to our refrigerator. The display panel had a message from Mrs Crookshanks, our housekeeper of six years. The message said all the items I requested are available for us. And to not worry about the mess, as she would take care of it. I took out a Bollinger Brut champagne bottle from the wine cooler and placed it in a bucket our house keeper provided for us. From the glass cabinet, I took three champagne flutes and placed it next to the bucket. I than left the kitchen taking my earrings off as I walked through the hallway. When I got to the foot of the steps, I took off my 4 inch pumps and went up upstairs to our master bedroom and sat down in front of my vanity mirror. I placed my jewelry on the table and began to let loose my suit. I unbuttoned my white blouse and hung both ensemble on the side of the vanity. I looked directly into the mirror, my braided up blonde hair was still in perfect place. I reapplied my red lipstick and redid both my eye lashes. I uncorked a bottle of perfume and dabbed a bit on my wrist and some behind my neck. I stood up to roll off my nylon stockings from both my legs and threw them in the hamper. They were soon followed by my panties. I than grabbed the white silk stockings from my dresser and rolled each one up my silky smooth leg than clipped the elastic to the garter clips. I looked into the mirror, turned my butt side to side to see my feminine curves. I ran my fingers down my shaved pussy. After a full moment of staring, I was pleased with my lower half. I sat back down and looked into the mirror once more. From the reflection I saw Derrick hurriedly into our bedroom. He had a brown stain on his shirt that was half pulled out over his slacks.
I turned around to happily greet my husband but the elation dissipated at the sight of his defeated presence. With all that I could muster, I grinned widely, "Did you sell the car," I asked with the obvious fake excitement.
"No! They backed out at the last minute." Derrick said with impudence in his voice. "All morning was a waste. And afterward my boss gave me an ear full. He was wailing on me for ten minutes and the next thing he did before firing me was to spill coffee on me. The cup hit me on the face. It was a good thing it was cold."
In my mind all I could think of was that this was his fifth used car salesman job he had lost since we got married. "What is it now your eighth pink slip this year? You don't have to keep doing this you know."
"Let's not get into this right now. Let me quickly clean up." Derrick pulled his shirt off to reveal his perfectly tone abs and pecks. He dropped his shirt in the hamper and pulled down his pants. I took a quick peek at my husband's beautiful nude physique. His long dong swayed around in his wet coffee stained crotch. His tight naked ass with shapely cheeks bounced up and down as he walked past me. His back was now towards me but I could still see in between my husband's thigh gap and the head of his dangling long cock.
"Give me a minute to take a shower." Derrick called out and the shower head began raining hot water and steam. He stepped into the shower. Knowing that he would be in there for quite a while, I put back on my satin blouse, black business skirt but was soon alerted by a female voice prompt.
"I vehicle has arrived at your gate. Shall I let them in?" Said a female omnipresent voice.
"Yes Angel, open the gates and set security condition three." I said out loud.
I stood up and went back down the stairs to wait for our guest to arrive at my front door.
No sooner when I reached the main floor I heard the front door bell ring. After opening the foiler door and I than opened the front main door. On the other side stood a tall dark handsome man. His square jaw, tan complexion and classic good looks resembled the actor Jon Hamm. He was dressed in a dark blue business suit but was missing a neck wear. He looked to be mid thirties and in the prime of his sexual life.
"I'm sorry, I think the driver got the wrong address." He said as he stepped back and away to walk back toward the black sedan that took him to our private estate.
"You must be Fabian" I quickly answered.
"That's right" he said with a look of confusion on his face.
"This is the place, come in" I said with a wide grind and excitement in my voice.
I took Fabian's coat and directed him to our guest receiving room where he immediately stood next to the fireplace. He looked up at our family portrait of Derrick, myself and our two boys. I stepped out and returned a minute later with a tray holding the ice bucket and three flutes. I placed the tray on the console table, uncorked the champagne and poured two glasses. I walked over to Fabian to hand him a flute. He looked nervous.
"Angel, dim the lights and play some soft jazz." I said out loud. Seconds later, the room lights dimmed and the house speakers began playing slow jazz music in the background.
"I've never been in a house this ritzy before." Fabian took a small sip of champagne. I usually meet most of my clients at hotels or their suits.
"Oh we always invite our guests to home. We feel more comfortable here than doing it in a hotel or somewhere we haven't been before."
"We?" Said Fabian with confusion in his tone. "I was supposed to meet Derrick?"
"Yes! He'll be down shortly." I answered.
"And you are?"
"I'm his wife"
"His wife?" Said Fabian with shock on his face. His eyes popped wide open.
"Yes! My husband is bi. Actually he identifies as gay. The truth is, we have this arrangement. Because he's gay, The only way for us to have sex is when another man is with us."
"For give me for being forward, but if your husband is gay, why are you both married?"
"That's a long story. But the short answer is, we do truly love each other. We're best friends. We're both soulmates. And we both want to spend the rest of our lives with each other. We knew we wanted children together and now we have two boys we love dearly. I tipped my flute toward the picture of our two boys. It's just that, even though he's not sexually attracted to me, I'm very much sexually attracted to him. So to make this work we agreed to always include another man when we want to have sex."
Fabian gulped down the rest of his champagne.
"Ms?"
"Call me Lori"
"Lori, I'm gay. I don't think I can have sex with you."
"Well, I'm sure I can change your mind." I said with a smirk. "All the gay men we had sex with eventually do. But don't worry, you won't have to at first. You only have to worry about fucking my husband. And I do love to watch. Gay sex is a turn on for me."
"So you two often have threesomes?"
"Threesomes, foursomes, gangbangs with all gay men. Oh! And we never have sex with the same man twice. We always find someone different. It helps spice our marriage up."
"So you mean to tell me, you can only have sex with your husband if another man is present. But each time, it has to be with a different man? Just out of curiosity, what was your honeymoon like?" A look of credulity set on his face.
"Oh it was amazing." I said with glee. "We had a three week honeymoon in the Fiji islands." I hired 90 gay men, flew them all with us to Fiji and had sex with five to six different man each day of our honeymoon. On the last night of our honeymoon, all 90 men fucked my husband. That was the one time we broke our own rule. And the whole honeymoon costed me $13 million to do it, but it was all worth it."
Fabian's eyes were blue and hypnotic. Derrick would sure to be lost in them. My pussy was already wet from the thought of seeing these two gorgeous men kissing and Derrick's ass getting pounded.
"I was told to be available for three hours." Said Fabian.
"Yes! That should be enough time. We also have another man coming later in the evening."
"I see, so are you two celebrating a special occasion."
"No special occasion. It's just me the wife wanting to have sex with her gay husband."
"I was told by the agency there would be rules or limits?"
"Well Derrick wants the Boyfriend Expensive. That includes kissing and passionate love making. You're welcome to have intercourse with me at anytime. The only rule we want from you is for you to cum inside him and only him. It can be in his ass or his mouth or on his face. We never use condoms as I'm sure we don't have to worry. I'm assuming the agency has vetted and screened you throughly. Along with your fee, you can also get a thousand dollar tip each time you cum in him. And a five thousand dollar tip each time you help him to cum inside me. That's your main job. To get him to cum inside me. We want another boy."
"I've never had a woman watch me have sex before. I don't know if I can perform."
"Don't worry just focus on my husband for now and pretend I'm not here. If you both are truly having a good time, than I'll be having a good time watching."
Just than Derrick stepped in and stood at the entrance. He was completely nude and was in full Adonis displace for me and our guest. The dim lights accentuated his muscular pecks and six pack abs. My husband's foot long flaccid cock dangled between his rip thighs. He stood their with a smile, relishing our guest's trans fixed eyes on him. Derrick walked up and stood next to me. He placed his left hand on my back and kissed me on the check and turned his gaze to our guest.
"Hi, I'm a Derrick. You must be Fabian. I must say your pictures are genuine."
"You both are quite young couple, how old are you both and how long have you been married."
"I'm 29", answered Derrick. "Lori here is coy about people knowing her age. But let's just say she's going to be on Forbes 100 lists of top 25 CEOs under 30." Answered Derrick.
"Really, a CEO. I don't follow business, but would I know the name of your company." Asked Fabian.
"You would, it's a global brand. But let's just say, our market cap is currently at 125 billion. Three years ago when I first started with the company, our global sales was 150 million. Now we make over $800 billion dollars in sales." I than ran my finger down the middle of my husband's man breast and ended with a stroke around his navel. We have over 3 thousand employees spread across Europe, Asia, Australia and a North America.
"Young and successful, congratulations." Fabian added as his eyes darted down to my husband's flaccid package.
"Don't forget powerful too. She crushed a lot of her competitors. Men often underestimated her brilliance." Derrick said proudly.
"Yes, I definitely am the bread winner of this house hold. And Derrick is my kept man." I said as my fingers sled down the contours of his firmly shaped pelvic muscle, caressing Derrick's smooth shaved shaved pubic spot and ended with my hand stroking his soft cock.
"Would you like to know the secret of my success?" I looked Fabian dead in the eye as my hands continued to stroke my husband's penis. My stare had the power to intimidate all men. For a brief moment I spotted a cower in a Fabian's eyes. "I've only ever allowed one man to fuck me and that's my gay husband. Whether it's in bed or in business I never put myself in a position to get fucked. Instead, I'm the one who does all the fucking. The lesson here is, I'm always in control."
I moved toward Fabian and placed my right hand around the back of his neck. With just the one hand I pushed Fabian down to his knees where he kneeled before my husband's cock. With my hand now on the back of our guest's head I than pushed his face into Derrick's crotch. Fabian worked quickly to turn Derrick's cock long hard and wet. Up and down Fabian's head bobbed as he moved his mouth through Derrick's 11 inch long cock. Derrick's head and eyes rolled back.
"Oh baby that's it" moaned Derrick. For the next few minutes my husband gave off many deep breaths and wales, all the while as I looked on at a strange man sucking on my husband's dick.
After ten erotic minutes Fabian stood up and the two men began to make out. I stood in between them, looking on. Derrick and I than helped to undress our guest. We both unbuttoned his collar shirt and unzipped his pants, having them all fall to the ground where he stood. Derrick led Fabian to the couch where he turned around to rest his knees on the sofa cushions. Derrick's forearms were resting on the couch's back frame. His ass was pointed up toward Fabian. Fabian's cock which was much smaller slowly inserted into my husband. I stood by the fireplace and began to unbutton my pearl white satin blouse. I untucked my breast from my white brazier and began to pinch my pink hard nipples. After watching for a few minutes, I than unzipped my dark satin business skirt, dropping them to the floor. I than pulled my blouse off my shoulders and the ensemble went down my arms and on to the floor with the skirt. Only three items were left on me. I only had on my white silk bra, matching garter and stockings. I than ran my fingers down my bare pussy and inserted three fingers into my vagina. In and out my fingers went, my legs spread wide as I watched four feet away as a gay stranger fucking my husband in the ass.
"Ah! Yeah! You like that?" Fabian mumbled.
"Shut up!" Said Derick, panting half out of breath. "Don't speak at all".
My hand and fingers alternated between vagina penetration and clit rubbing. I lifted my right leg to rest on top of and end table to help give a better angle for my fingers. The tingle from my clit was followed by a pleasing sensation inside me. The feelings alternated as i alternated my rhythm. I looked on to see Fabian lean forward and my husband turned his head for the two gay men to kiss. The sight of them pressing lips tighter heighten my arousal.
For more then twenty minutes I watched and heard the groans and banging of two gay men having sex. Fabian made a loud roar as he pushed his pelvis into Derrick's behind with one final big thrust. They paused to take a brief breather. Both men's chest beat wildly in and out. Derrick stood up and turned to kiss Fabian on the lips. After ten minutes I had finished myself and I walked over to the two queers making out to grabbed both their hands. I led the two homos up to our master bedroom. When Fabian got to the edge of the bed, I pushed him down and Derrick immediately fell on top of him. They continued their make out session on the top of our marital bed. The two gay men rolled around on top of my Egyptian saffron comforter. I laid down next to them, watching on as each takes turns rolling to the top and over the other. My knees now bent and my fingers were back inside me. Their love making ended when Derrick was on his back and readying for the missionary position. Fabian slowly inserted his cock into my husband once more. Fabian smoothly pushed his hips in and out. I reached over to grab Derrick's long shaft and began stroking. Up and down my right hand went. I leaned forward to kiss Derrick and we began our make out session. When Derrick's cock was long and hard, I lifted myself up and moved to straddle above Derrick's rock hard six pack. With my right hand I inserted my husband's penis into me. I than grabbed both of Fabian's hand and forced him to hold firm to my breast. Up and down I went, squeezing my pussy as I moved along Derrick's long pole. The deeper his cock went in me, the tingle inside me grew. The slow prickly sensation suddenly became electric, and my heart started pounding faster. My breath began to fluster. I began to wheeze and whine with anticipation. I placed my hands on Derrick's muscular pecks. And just like that I exploded. Up and down I continued on and the explosion in me kept going. On and on I went, not wanting it to end. I tugging and pulling on Derrick's cock with my pussy's mouth, trying to draw out as long as possible this amazing orgasm. For at least 90 seconds I was washed over with a wave upon wave of exhilaration that felt like a hundred little pops that grew to be hundreds more larger explosions inside my vagina. When I looked down, I noticed Derrick's head was turned to the side. His gaze was on the full length mirror. In the reflection was Fabian's back side. His muscular back and buttocks formed the most beautiful curves, accentuated by his glistened sweat running down his body. I had alway found the body of naked gay men to be most erotic. Fabian started to slow down. He pulled away and than collapsed next to Derrick where they soon began to make out once more. Within five minutes, I felt Derrick cum inside me and I too collapsed on the other side, sandwiching Fabian in the middle.
The three of us took turns kissing Derrick. But when it turned back to Fabian, after a few seconds in between them two, I join in to make it three lips kissing. Once I inserted myself my lips separated Fabian from my husband and I was now locking lips with other gay man. Fabian wanted to pull away, but my well trained gay husband knew well, Derrick pushed Fabian's head towards me with his right hand forcing him to make out with a heterosexual woman.
I glanced Derrick my knowing look. He than took his que to press his palms upon Fabian's bare shoulders, pushing him down, just as I mounted over Fabian's pelvis. At first he wiggled and resisted my attempt to dominate him sexually. But his actions were quickly subdued with my husband's passionate embrace. As soon as Fabian was pacified I inserted his cock into my vagina and than rested my fingers on Fabian's abdomen. I slowly went up and down with my knees and was once again watching the most beautiful sight of two gay men sharing a loving exchange.
Fabian pulled away from my husband's lips.
"I can't" Fabian blurted, just as Derrick's tongue went into Fabian. "I've never had intercourse with a woman before" he muttered once more and Derrick tried again by swallowing his tongue. My husband's lips finally hushed Fabian completely and the two gay men locked lips and continued tasting each other's love.
Up and down my body went. Fabian's cock was barely stiff. And I tried several times to put his noodle back into my wet pussy. I continued on, grinding my vagina mouth over a gay mans pubic region. I looked on at the sight of a gorgeous gay man kissing my fag husband. Fabian's grips held firm to the back of Derrick's blonde hair. Both men glisten with oily sweat making for two shiny hard body. Fabian's moist tanned skin flexed, contracted and stretched to reveal his fine bulging muscles. I looked on with heighten arousal. The sight of the nude male body was my addiction but watching two gay men make love, that was my ecstasy. After a few long minutes, Fabian finally relaxed his rigged lower half and I continued to wet his limp shaft without hassle. Derrick started planting kisses on his neck and than his chest, moving down Fabian's body till his lips met both my pussy and Fabian's pubic region. Derrick started licking the base of Fabian's penis, and as my pussy went down, it met with my husband's tongue. The moment surprised me. This was the first time out of many tries, my husband was able to without flinching touch pussy with any part of his mouth. For a long time the sight and presence of my female genitalia had always disgusted him. The change was exhilarating. This was truly a welcomed surprise. My thighs soon burned and dismounted. Seeing my husband enjoy the splendor of a well endowed man sausage, I joined in. We took turns gobbling up Fabian's package. I managed to get a bit more than half way down the length of it then started a slow rhythmic stroke just as Derrick helped lick my fingers wet. My husband and I worked together for a sold half hour. I stroked Fabian with both hands while Derrick with his left hand and fingers pegged him in his man hole. Our noses and lips constantly smashed and sandwiched a thick long sausage. Slipping between the meat rod and my husband's lips I kissed my Derrick and he looked back at me with a loving grind, Derrick`s right hand moved freely to both squeeze his large balls and rod. Fabian was softly grunting as I picked up the pace and started jacking him off faster, taking even more of him into my mouth. He starting fucking back, thrusting his hips up and so I took my hand away and let him fuck my mouth. I could feel the head of his cock reaching into my throat. I had final turned this poor helpless gay man.
"I'm going to cum," Fabian blurred out.
I quickly pulled away just as Derrick took over ready to receive a load into his mouth. I sat up with my knees folded on the bed next to the two men. My husband not wanting to share took the sexual juice of a strange man into his mouth. The sticky milk squirted on all over Derrick's face and eye. It sprayed into Derrick's neck and shoulders. It went on for a few seconds. When Fabian's milky cum stopped spraying, what remained leaked from the tip of his penis where Derrick was waiting to kick it up and swallow it whole. Fabian gave a loud wail and a few seconds later, his cock retreated from my husband's mouth. With my finger I scooped the cum off my husband's chin and tasted the salty nectar off my finger tip. My husband leaned over to me, allowing his wife to lick the cum off his face and lips and we shared a short kiss. Derrick than crawled up to meet his gay lover in the eye. The two men kissed and shared the cum that was in Derrick's mouth. Tongues rolled around their cheeks and faces as both men wrestled each other inside their mouths. As always, I cleaned up what ever cum remained on Fabian's cock.
I than heard my cell vibrate from my vanity table. I got up to retrieve my phone and walked into the master bathroom.
"Hi baby, are you having fun with grandma." I said while holding my cellphone to my ear.
"Mommy I forgot to feed Fluffy this morning. Can you do it right now."
"Mommy is a little busy right now. But I'd do it when I can. Okay, love you baby." I disconnected the call.
I walked out of my bedroom, still in the nude and tipped toed bare foot down the stairs. I could feel the wet stains between my thighs and pussy lips so I tried to smear some of it up my tummy and some down my legs. I grabbed the bag of kibbles from the kitchen and went to the patio door, I opened it and walked out into the back yard. The mid day sun was warm and comforting on my naked body. I circled around our Olympic size swimming pool and to the edge of an open lawn. A few feet away stood a dog house, but Fluffy was no where to be seen. I poured what remained of the kibbles into Fluffy's dish and went back into the house.
After spending a few minutes to clean my private parts in the kitchen, I walked back up to my bedroom. When I entered, I looked at my King size bed and saw my husband in the missionary position, and Fabian was pounding him in the ass again. Derrick was jerking himself off. I stood by the door way looking on.
"Oh baby... that's it" Derrick gasped. "Fuck me the way my wife could never know how to fuck her gay husband." Derrick continued to moan out loud. Fabian's long had cock slid smoothly I and out of my husband's fuck hole. In between the pounding rhythm they occasionally kissed and locked lips.
"I'm going to cum." Exclaimed Fabian.
"Do it...Breed me...Fuck a baby into me." Derrick yelled out. Fabian's hips went fast into Derrick's rear. My husband's legs spread wide and high. Flesh banged loud and my king size bed creaked.
Fabian stopped his pounding and rested his pelvis firmly pressed into my husband's ass.
Derrick looked over and saw my standing at the door way.
"Hurry up hon, I'm about to cum." Said Derrick.
I rushed over and mounted over my husband and quickly inserted his cock into me.
I squeezed his cock as moved myself up and down.
Derrick grabbed my breast with both hands and gripped hard, moments later Derrick gave a loud roar. I could feel his shaft pulsing in my vagina. The stickiness between my thigh gap returned. When it was over I collapsed to the right of my husband. My right hand pinched the lips of my pussy, keeping my husband's seed inside me. Fabian fell on the other side of my husband.
We both looked over at our guest and the look on his face couldn't help but make us laugh. Derrick than turned to Fabian and they fell into each other's arms. Derrick had always preferred the cuddling of another man. They gazed into each other's eyes and began making out like two teenagers. I sat up with my back rested on the head broad looking on in ecstasy. They must have kissed and sucked tongues for 10 minutes before Derrick sat back next to me. I laid my head against his shoulders while he held me. I kissed my husband on the side of his jaw and nibbled at his earlobe. Derrick and I got up and out of bed. Derrick walked to into the master bath while I stood by the side of the bed,
"It's time for you to go now." I said to Fabian with a cold look sound of immediacy. Without saying a word Fabian got out of bed an I escorted him out of our bedroom. Just as Fabian was about to leave he glanced over in the direction of our master bath but my husband couldn't be glimpsed. We walked down the stairs in the nude and back into the study. Fabian began to put his clothes back on when I interrupted him "How's a $20k tip sound. Derrick seemed to enjoy your company and you did what your were supposed to do." I said.
From a library shelf I removed a green book. Inside was my secret cache of currency. I took out a single stack of bills denominated in twenty dollar bills. I placed the stack on the console table and walked out of the room where I stood outside and waited for a few minutes for my guest to dress and vacate my home. When he finally dressed I escorted him to the foiler, unlocked the doors and Fabian existed my house.
"Security, set home security to condition one" I said out loud.
"Intruder has left the compound." Said the female voice.
"Angel what time is it?" I asked into the open room.
"It is 3pm in the afternoon. Your second guest for today will be arriving in four hours" said Angel.