Wendy Pt. 02

Then, to her surprise, it all started again, the three men taking turns fucking each of them, this time everything lasting longer before they started to cum again, this time Wendy getting to suck Carl off when he was ready to cum.

"Well, Vera, once again you've managed to throw the best of dinner parties," Sonia said as they all rubbed together in the jacuzzi, Wendy feeling hands touching her everywhere and not certain whose hands were where and not caring, loving the feeling of being touched and caressed.

"Without friends like you, it wouldn't be possible," Vera said.

"We should go," Jason said with a sigh. "Tomorrow's a busy day."

"Just like you, Jason, to fuck and run," Vera said with a laugh.

"If I could get it up again, I would," Jason replied ruefully with a smile. "But between the four of you, I'm all used up. I'm not in my 20s any longer."

"Neither is Jonathan," Vera replied with a smile, "but I'll bet that's not going to stop him."

"Lucky you," Sonia said, laughing. "Come on, Carl. By the time we get home, you'll be ready to give me some more."

Clair and Sonia climbed out of the jacuzzi to go get dressed and Wendy started to follow when Vera stopped her with a hand on her arm.

"We'd love it if you'd spend the night with us," she said as Jonathan and the other two men disappeared into the house. "If you'd like. If you'd prefer to go home, we'll have the limousine give you a ride."

"I-I don't want to..." Wendy started to say, blushing.

"Come on, tell me what you're thinking," Vera said, holding her in her arms and softly kissing her. "I think that with everything that's passed, we can be honest with each other."

"I've never done anything like this before," Wendy said. "I...I'm worried about what you might think of me."

"Well, speaking for myself, I think that you're one of the sweetest, most beautiful and sexy women I've ever had the pleasure of meeting, and eating," she laughed. "And I happen to know that it's just been driving Jonathan nuts having to see you every day, wanting you, but he respected that you wanted to establish yourself professionally and restrained himself. If it hadn't been for Mary sucking his cock each morning, I don't know what he would have done."

"But I don't want anyone thinking that I'm succeeding because I'm fucking the boss, or bosses," Wendy said.

"Do you think that's why you're succeeding?" Vera asked.

"Not until now, no," Wendy replied. "But now I've ruined everything."

"You've ruined nothing," Vera admonished. "If anything, you've enhanced your worth in our eyes. We are die-hard hedonists. We live for sexual pleasure and you are sexual pleasure personified. I can assure you that our personal relationship will have zero bearing on how we view you professionally. You will be judged solely on how you perform your job, not by the fact that we can enjoy each other this way."

"Was it like this with the other PAs?" Wendy asked.

"We never invited any of them to join us socially," Vera replied. "Oh, they were beautiful, but I didn't like them. It was fine with me if Jonathan wanted to fuck them, but I had no desire to do so. I need to like someone to fuck them."

"I thought that you liked everyone," Jonathan said, rejoining them, wrapping an arm around each of them and holding them close.

"Just because you've never seen a pussy that you wouldn't eat or fuck doesn't mean that I have the same lack of discernment," Vera said to him. "Wendy's worried that this will affect how we view her professionally."

"One has nothing to do with the other," Jonathan said. "This is personal, work is totally different."

"She's wondering if she's any different than the previous PAs," Vera said.

"Totally different," Jonathan said. "I hired them because I thought that they were qualified and because they were beautiful and made it clear that they'd have no objections to any extra-curricular fun. I never gave any thought to how their personalities would mesh with everyone else. Mary never liked them and neither did Vera. It never took more than a few months for me to realize that in spite of them doing a decent job, that they were undermining morale and I let them go. It wasn't until you came along that I had decided to let Vera and Mary be a part of the vetting process."

"But it was my idea to first see if I wanted to work with both of you," Wendy said.

"You only beat me to it," Jonathan laughed. "I was getting ready to tell you that you'd need to be interviewed by Vera when you insisted on it. Mary made it unequivocally clear that she liked you and then Vera gave you her seal of approval. Then you immediately showed all of us that we made the right decision with your radical new ideas about things. Your resistance to my blandishments at the office impressed me as much as they frustrated me. Seeing these magnificent breasts of yours moving around beneath your blouses, your nipples sticking out, has been driving me crazy," he said, taking one of them between his lips and sucking on it.

"Which has been great for me," Vera laughed. "He's been fucking my brains out more than usual since you arrived on the scene."

"You're the most unusual couple I ever imagined," Wendy sighed as Jonathan continued to suck on her nipple, reaching down to wrap her hand around his cock.

"Will you stay the night?" Vera asked, her hand between Wendy's legs.

"Yes," Wendy replied softly.

The night was one long sex-fest, Jonathan seeming to be indefatigable as he continually fucked both of them, Vera eating her pussy each time, even when he came in her, and she doing the same in return, using the times when Wendy and Vera ate each other in a 69 to recuperate. Wendy was on top of Jonathan fucking him in the morning, Vera sitting on his face, when Clarence, the big black dining room and house major domo, entered the bedroom to announce that breakfast would be served in 15 minutes, his expression never changing as he observed them.

"That's perfect, Clarence," Vera said, smiling at a stunned Wendy. "We're almost finished here. We'll be right with you."

As if on cue, Jonathan announced that he was going to cum and Wendy dismounted him, bending over to take him into her mouth, Vera leaning over to join her, the two of them kissing with the head of his cock between their lips spewing cum as they sucked him off together. To Wendy's surprise, after showering together, they ate breakfast in a small dinette overlooking the pool, all of them naked.

"Clarence, please have Wendy's clothes brought over from the pool house," Vera requested as he cleared the dishes from the table.

"Yes, ma'am," Clarence replied.

"We never talked about what you wanted to see me for," Wendy said as she dressed when her clothes had been brought.

"I just wanted to see you," Vera replied, smiling. "I don't need a PA. I just like keeping tabs on what's happening. The other girls were more than willing to keep me apprised; you're far more discrete. You actually protect Jonathan. I appreciate that more than I can tell you."

"Ready for work?" Jonathan asked, appearing and dressed for the office.

"I'd like to go home first and change," Wendy replied. "I wore this yesterday."

"We'll swing by your place on the way to the office," Jonathan said.

"I hope that you'll join us more often," Vera said, hugging her and softly kissing her.

"I'd like that," Wendy said, smiling. "It was really a lot of fun."

"And just in case it's not completely obvious, you have my permission and blessing to enjoy yourself with Jonathan whenever you'd like," Vera said. "I know that you have an incredible streak of decency about you and that you'd never do anything that you thought would cause offense."

"O-okay," Wendy replied, smiling and glancing at Jonathan.

"She meant it, you know?" Jonathan said as the limousine pulled away from the house.

"I know," Wendy replied, turning to look at him and gasping when she saw that he had his cock out and that it was standing straight up in the air, hard as a rock.

"She understands my needs," Jonathan said as Wendy leaned over and took his cock into her mouth.

They were just pulling into Destinations and Wendy thought that her jaw was going to cramp when Jonathan's cock exploded in her mouth, spewing cum onto her tongue as she hollowed her cheeks, sucking him off and gulping down the cum, finally sitting up gasping for breath as Jonathan zipped himself up and the driver opened the door.

"I'll send the limo back for you," Jonathan said. "Take your time."

"Thanks," Wendy said, still swallowing. "This is sort of crazy, but it's fun."

"Yes, it is," Jonathan agreed, smiling as the driver closed the door.

Wendy found herself laughing as she changed clothes, hardly daring to believe the change in her life in just a week. Of everything that had occurred the previous night, the one picture that she couldn't get out of her head was when she had been fucking Jonathan, leaning back on her hands with her feet tucked beneath his armpits, while Vera licked her pussy and his cock, pulling his cock from her pussy when he started cumming to finish sucking him off before gluing her mouth to her pussy and eating the cum cocktail that was drooling from her.

"God, you're practically glowing," Mary said when she entered the office, a huge smile on her face. "He's waiting for you. I'll bring coffee."

"There you are," Jonathan said, smiling broadly. "Feeling okay?"

"Yes," Wendy replied with a smile. "Never better, in fact."

"That's good to hear," Jonathan said. "What's on your plate today?"

"I'm going to translate another website and start testing it in the sandbox," Mary replied. "The computer is so fast that I think that I can have a dozen running at once, so I'll keep testing those limits and run as close to the optimum as I can. It will get done sooner that way."

"And here's your coffee," Mary said as she entered the office, placing the two saucers on the desk. "Anything else right not?"

"Have a seat, Mary," Jonathan said, indicating the one next to Wendy. "I wanted to hear both of your impressions of the Cancun resort, how it looked, how was the service, the food, anything that you happened to have noticed."

"It looked great overall," Wendy said. "No peeling paint or anything like that."

"The room was really nice," Mary said. "Especially the beds," she laughed.

"The food was okay, but nothing to get excited about," Wendy said.

"I liked the nightclub," Mary said. "It had a comfortable feel to it."

"What about the shops?" Jonathan asked.

"Okay, but nothing special," Wendy said. "I saw a lot of potential there."

"How?" Jonathan asked.

"Well, first of all, they need to be promoted," Wendy replied. "Other than being told that they exist when we checked in, there's really nothing telling people to go see them, to check them out. Very few of the websites offers anything more than a cursory mention of the shops. It has huge upside potential for the awards program. I'd put large signs in each shop's window advertising that it is an awards program participant. Guests who are aware that they are in the program will be more inclined to check them out and the guests who aren't will enquire as to how they can be in the program. It's a win-win and business would increase."

"Don't you have quality control people who visit all of your properties to check things like that out?" Mary asked.

"We leave it to each property to maintain itself," Jonathan replied.

"Mary's got a good point," Wendy said. "Familiarity breeds contempt. They see the same things every day and they have nothing to compare it to. They also have a vested interest in higher profit margins, even if it is subconscious. Maintenance eats into that. You should have independent QC people that travel to each of the properties at least once a year with a standard set of protocols that they check. Especially with the new website templates, you want to reinforce your brand at every possible opportunity."

"This is exactly the kind of feedback I need," Jonathan said. "Thank you."

Wendy went to her office and logged in to her computer. She was just starting to check her AI program when Mary entered with a handful of menus.

"Jonathan wants you to look through these menus and circle the things that you like," she said, placing them on the desk. "That way I can order you lunch when you don't take a break and I won't have to ask you what you want."

"Oh, I like that idea," Wendy laughed, reaching for the menus.

"Well, what was it like?" Mary asked eagerly sitting in one of the chairs facing the desk. "I want to hear all of the details."

"Don't be silly," Wendy replied, flushing. "I'm sure you have something that you should be doing."

"That's not fair," Mary protested.

"I am determined to use my work time for work," Wendy said. "Join me for dinner tonight and I'll tell you everything."

"Can I stay the night?" Mary asked, smiling, her eyes sparkling.

"Yes," Wendy replied, flushing. "Why not?"

They were both sprawled on the bed, covered in a sheen of sweat and panting for breath, having just spent more than an hour eating each other to orgasm after orgasm.

"I can't believe that they shared you with their friends like that," Mary said. "Whenever I've been there, it was just the three of us."

"And their friends were so nice, too," Wendy said. "I mean, they were all at least in their 40s, yet they treated me like I was one of them. I didn't feel out of place."

"Jonathan's pretty wonderful, isn't he?" Mary sighed.

"He really is," Wendy agreed. "I love how tall he is, first of all, but then he's just so handsome, and nice."

"I'm partial to that big cock of his," Mary laughed. "I love sucking him in the limo. I feel like a Hollywood star or something."

"I still have to keep pinching myself to believe that it really happened," Wendy laughed.

"I overheard him and Phil talking about you," Mary said, "just for a minute or so when I took something in to him. Phil was talking about some change you made to the website. He used the word sublime."

"Really!? Sublime? Wow," Wendy said, then laughed. "That is so cool! Sublime!"

"What did you do?" Mary asked.

"They have this sort of swingers section of the dating website," Wendy explained. "It's all about sex dates, not romance; that's for the main site. I was checking it over and noticed that they offer a lot of choices to narrow a search down, height, weight, things like that, and I noticed that there was no choice for minimum cock size."

"Oh, my god!" Mary laughed. "You thought of that?"

"Haven't you ever been embarrassed when you found out the guy you were with had a small one?" Wendy asked.

"Of course," Mary replied. "So, what did you do?"

"I created a minimum cock size drop-down with four choices: no preference, 6", 8", and 10," Wendy replied, smiling.

"I'd pick 6"," Mary said. "It's a minimum, right? 6" is okay, though 8" like Jonathan is better. 10" is too much, especially if the guy has any stamina. It just tears my pussy up."

"I never realized that 8" could seem so big," Wendy said. "God, it felt amazing in my pussy."

"I've learned how to get him off in about 2 minutes," Mary said, smiling.

"He loves his morning blowjob, you know," Wendy said. "He and Vera both said that it puts him in the proper frame of mind for the day."

"I'll have to put that on my resumé," Mary laughed. "So, are you going to start fucking him at work?" she asked.

"No," Wendy replied emphatically. "Work is work and I have to be a professional if I want to be taken seriously."

"But you are going to fuck him again, right?" Mary asked.

"God, I sure hope so," Wendy replied, then laughed.

Friday seemed arrive out of nowhere, Wendy thought as she took the elevator down to the dining room for the Friday morning breakfast, four bound folders sticking out of her bag. After greeting everyone, they ordered breakfast, then Jonathan asked each of them for a report on their progress, starting with Fred, then Tom, and finally Wendy.

"There's actually some resistance and even a sense of panic from some of the managers," Fred reported. "It made me realize how good an idea this really is. They'll actually be able to do a better job when they no longer have to be concerned with the things that we're taking off their plates, though they feel threatened."

"It's a good kick in the pants for them," Jonathan said. "Like us, they're complacent. Time to grow up."

"If we can actually deploy the accounting system to the cloud, I think that it won't be that difficult to program in the awards program since it's going to be based on a static formula," Tom said. "Have you decided on the actual discount percentage to be converted to awards values?"

"We'll use the ones that Wendy recommended," Jonathan replied. "If it's a static change, we can always change the value if we feel we need to."

"I don't know your programs, but I'd be happy to help," Wendy volunteered.

"I'll take you up on that," Tom said. "Thanks. It's been so long since I wrote the damned program that I'm having to learn it all over again."

"Wait, it's a proprietary program?" Wendy asked.

"I wrote it, if that's what you mean," Tom said.

"I didn't realize that," Wendy said. "What do you think of the idea of using a completely new program that has all of the bells and whistles that we could ever want to track sales?"

"I know nothing about those programs," Tom said. "I have no idea what it would take."

"I know those programs," Wendy said. "FreshBooks is probably the best there is and it's cloud-based."

"How much work would it take?" Jonathan asked.

"Probably quite a bit," Wendy conceded, "but I think that it's worth doing. What if Tom got hit by a bus? Nobody but him knows his program. That's just not smart."

"But the pricing structure varies between the properties," Tom said. "Each program was written for that property. That's something that I've been wondering about, how are you going to account for the different pricing structures?"

"With your program, I have no idea," Wendy replied, "but with FreshBooks, it's easy. We don't want to be maintaining and supporting 41 different accounting programs. That's just nuts. It should be a single program that manages everything."

"All of the properties' staffs are going to need to be trained to use an entirely different system," Tom pointed out.

"That's actually easy," Wendy said, smiling. "We'll just make instructional how-to training videos for everything that we can think of and distribute them to each property. We can set up a test program in the sandbox for them to check their proficiency before turning them loose on the new system. Granted, there are going to be some problems initially, but it's all manageable. For a month or two, both systems will overlap."

"Will they have to input everything twice, once into each of the systems?" Tom asked.

"Yes," Wendy replied.

"We are totally changing how we're going to do business," Jonathan said. "It seems to me that managing the money, the accounting, should be foremost among those changes. Tom, work with Wendy, both of you look at this FreshBooks, then next week tell me what you think, okay?"

"Sure," Tom agreed.

"You are going to earn your salaries this year, that's for certain," Jonathan said. "But when it is all finally in place and working, your bonuses will make you forget the difficulties that you went through to earn them."

"Works for me," Fred said, smiling.

"Anything else?" Jonathan asked.

"Yes," Wendy replied, smiling. "I picked a graphics art design company to work with us on our new look, Future Design Associates. They gave me a few idea samples and Jonathan picked the one he liked. I've used Destination's website to show you what the new look will be," she said, handing each of them one of the bound folders from her bag. "These are screenshots of the various web pages. We opted for a gradient background, going from white through all of the hues of blue to black from bottom to top, with twinkling stars in the black top part. We've opted for the Playfair Display font. We're not 100% certain about the awards program banner yet, but this is what we've done so far."