Housemates, Neighbors and Workmates

by Bridy McAvoy

  Carol looked at Rebecca who stared back at her.

  Now that the nearly inevitable had happened, the next event became inevitable, too. The re-election had a very specific impact on the lives of the people in the room. One week from Friday, Phil would be taking the other two men away on a weekend fishing trip. As soon as he was gone, the four women would be hosting Joe’s regular “Campaign Retreat weekend” right here. Lizzie and Susie were looking forward to it, Carol and Rebecca were not so sure. They would be there but…

  Phil looked past his wife straight at Carol and tipped her a broad wink.

  He thought he knew exactly what she was thinking and he was right.

  Neighbors Forever

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  Peter downed his second cup of coffee with his face bathed in a smile of tremendous excitement.

  “I can’t help it, babe, I’m really looking forward to this trip,” he said in response to her raised eyebrow.

  Carol was perched on the stool on the other side of the breakfast bar wrapped securely in her toweling robe, pouting a little at the thought of her husband departing on his weekend fishing trip. Well, that was what her husband thought, anyway, what she wanted him to think. Her mind was actually on the activities planned for her for the weekend which certainly didn’t involve fishing. Planned for her was the exact statement, too. It was Phil and Lizzie who had done the planning and she had no option other than to go along with it.

  She smiled at her husband, glad he knew nothing about what was going to be going on after he left. Despite herself she shivered, and closed her eyes. Suddenly she felt hands on her shoulders—she hadn’t seen him come round to her side of the breakfast bar.

  “It’s okay, sweetheart, I’ll be back Sunday night. You just keep that hot body of yours ready for me, hey?”

  He tried to reach into the gap at the neck of her robe but she grasped his hand to stop him and looked up at him.

  “Don’t start that, lover-boy. You know Phil will be sounding his horn soon. You don’t want to go running out into the street encumbered, do you?”

  She tilted her head further, parted her lips and closed her eyes, asking him to kiss her. He leaned down and planted the required kiss on her open mouth. Her arm came up and circled his neck, holding him to her. Her entire body trembled; hopefully he was thinking that it was trembling in anticipation of missing him. She knew it was trembling for an altogether different reason.

  Outside a car horn sounded. Instantly he broke the kiss and twisted out of her embrace.

  “I’ll see you later, sweetheart. Must dash. Love you!”

  “Love you, sweetheart.”

  Her answer was spoken to the closing door, as he grabbed his bag from the hall and dashed to the waiting car. Through the window she could see him play-acting with Rebecca’s husband as the two decided who would sit in the front with a laughing Phil. Peter won and the two men piled into the car which pulled away and out of sight.

  Carol raised her eyes to look at the house opposite and saw Rebecca, also wrapped in a toweling robe, staring back at her. The two women raised a hand in half salute to each other before wearily cleaning up their respective kitchens and disappearing back to their bedrooms to complete the preparations for the weekend ahead.

  * * * *

  An hour and a half later, the two immaculately made up and coiffured women emerged almost simultaneously from their respective houses and met at the foot of their neighbor, Lizzie’s, drive. Luckily the small community of only four houses was a gated estate not visible from the road at all. There was a good reason for Carol to think luckily at this point. Their makeup was perfect, not a hair out of place. However, other than stockings and garter belt and their heels they were stark naked, exactly as per Lizzie’s instructions.

  They smiled nervously at each other and walked slowly, again as per instructions, up to Lizzie’s door where Rebecca rang the bell.

  A couple of seconds later their fourth neighbor, Susie, answered the door, equally under-dressed for the occasion. The blonde’s face split into a huge smile as she saw her naked neighbors standing there.

  “Come in, come in. Lizzie is in the kitchen.”

  Turning on her heels, the willowy blonde led the other two into the kitchen where Lizzie was bustling about in a thin short satin robe pouring coffee for the four of them.

  “Good morning, ladies. We’ve got time for a coffee, I think. The caterers are on the way so I suggest you slip those on before they get here. We don’t want them getting the right idea, do we?”

  Lizzie indicated the three identical robes hanging over the back of one of the stools at the breakfast bar. Susie grabbed the top one and casually tossed the other two to Carol and Rebecca.

  “Good job they didn’t get here early, isn’t it.”

  That thought hadn’t crossed Carol’s mind until that point and, by the way Rebecca colored up, hers neither.

  “Silly girl. I told them to come after ten fifteen and not a minute earlier. Besides, they have to ring the buzzer at the gate to get in.”

  Lizzie continued to fuss like a mother hen. Given that she was the same age as Susie and only a year or so older than Carol and Rebecca, this made Carol smile.

  She finished tying the belt of her robe and looked around at the others. There was an obvious problem with Susie. She was several inches taller than the others and the robe wasn’t adjusted for her size. The bottom of the robe fell to only an inch or so below the blonde’s butt, showing several inches of flesh above the stocking tops. Carol quickly looked down at herself and was relieved to see her robe came to within an inch of the tops of her own stockings. Relieved, she looked up to see Susie, apparently unconcerned, smiling at her. The blonde woman winked and perched on one of the stools and, in doing so, flashing her blonde pubes straight at Carol.

  “Now, drink up. As soon as the caterers have finished we need to get ready to greet our guests. Does everybody remember the rules?”

  The three women nodded, Susie enthusiastically, the others slightly less so. Rebecca piped up.

  “We do, but do they?”

  “Oh yes, sweetie. Joe will keep them in line, don’t you fret about that.”

  The buzzer sounded and Lizzie flounced off to let the caterer’s truck through the electronic gates.

  Sitting perched on the bar stool sipping her coffee, Carol watched as the men brought tray after tray of food into the kitchen while Lizzie chatted unconcernedly with the driver at the door. She appeared to be oblivious to the way he kept his eyes firmly either on her thighs peeking out below the robe or the way her magnificent boobs tented out the front of it.

  Carol need not have worried about the men ogling her. As soon as they had seen the way Susie was sitting and the obscenely short length of her robe, they looked at nothing else other than the blonde pussy on full display. Despite the early hour and the fact that it was actually quite a bit cooler outside today, the men were sweating profusely by the time they had finished. Reluctantly they all piled into the truck and left.

  “Did you see the hard-ons you gave them, honey?”

  Lizzie asked Susie as she came back in after waving the men off.

  “I think they enjoyed the show, I know I did.”

  The tall blonde allowed a sensuous ripple of pleasure to pass through her body. Carol knew her own body was responding as she watched.

  “Right upstairs, ladies. It’s time to put the frocks on.”

  * * * *

  An hour later, Carol emerged from the guest room Lizzie had designated as hers to look at herself in the full length mirror in the hall to find Rebecca already there, blocking her access as she preened herself.

  Carol had to admit to herself that her neighbor looked an absolute dream in the figure-hugging black cocktail dress. Only the girls knew that underneath she was wearing the bikini purchased the previous week. She looked down at her own teal green dress knowing that it, too, covered her own lemon colored miniscule bikini and blushed at the thought
of how transparent it would get when it was wet now that Lizzie had removed the gusset pieces.

  Rebecca saw her there and smiled at her, stepping slightly to one side to allow her neighbor access to at least part of the mirror. Susie and Lizzie were nowhere in sight.

  “How do you feel about this?” Carol whispered to Rebecca as they both continued to adjust their dresses and jewelry. Carol was wearing a doubled strand of pearls, Rebecca a large gold cross on a chain.

  “Not brilliant but we knew what we were letting ourselves in for, didn’t we?”

  “I suppose.”

  “The problem is…”

  Rebecca stopped, suddenly unable to continue.

  “What?”

  “Part of me… Well, part of me wants this. I’m getting wet as the time approaches.”

  Carol let out a soundless whistle, feeling Rebecca’s eyes boring into her via the mirror.

  “I’m glad it’s not just me then, sweetheart. I thought it was just me that was getting turned on by the experience.”

  “The problem is these bottoms go transparent when wet. I think they’ll be wet before we take the dresses off this afternoon.”

  Carol nodded.

  “I think that’ll only be a worry until this evening.”

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  Soon enough the gate buzzer sounded.

  Lizzie went to deal with it, the other three congregating on the landing above the main door, Susie in a state of excitement, the other two more in trepidation but with excitement mixed in. Sure enough, a couple of minutes later they heard Lizzie open the door.

  “Good morning, Mayor.”

  “Good morning, Lizzie, and, please, not so formal. I’m not early, am I?”

  “Not at all, Joe, it’s good to see you.”

  “And I’m sure it’s going to be good to see all of you, too.”

  Lizzie giggled at Joe’s inanity before continuing.

  “Are you on your own?”

  “The boys’ll be along in about a half an hour, honey. I wanted to spend a little time getting to see each of you. I believe there is one of your ladies I haven’t yet met under any circumstances. I particularly want to get to know her better as soon as possible.”

  Lizzie closed the door behind him.

  “Come right along then, Joe. I’ll introduce you to the girls. They’re waiting on the landing, I’m sure.”

  Lizzie walked in front of the mayor and headed for the stairs. Before she had taken more than a step up the stairs, the three listening girls heard a resounding slap.

  “Now, Joe, that’s quite enough of that. For now, that is,” accompanied by Lizzie’s familiar giggle and a deeper baritone chuckle.

  Carol cast a quick look at Rebecca whose face was a study in consternation as she had realized what Joe fully intended by getting to know her. Finally, Lizzie led Joe onto the landing and the mayor immediately snapped his professional charm back into place.

  “Susie, darling, how good to see you.” he said taking her hand and kissing her on the cheek.

  “And, Carol, how are you?” he repeated the process before turning his attention to Rebecca without waiting for an answer from Carol.

  “And you must be Rebecca. I have heard so much about you from the deputy mayor. You look absolutely ravishing, my dear.”

  He held Rebecca’s hand longer than he had either of the other two and looked straight into her eyes. Rebecca flushed prettily and Carol realized she too was holding her breath waiting for Joe to break the stillness.

  “You are absolutely delectable, young lady. Absolutely delectable. I wish I had time to savor you completely but that will have to wait. Promise me, you will let me be first with you this evening; you will not let one of my over-heated satyrs get to you first. Promise me.”

  Rebecca nodded, her eyes open wide at the implications of his request.

  “Excellent, my dear. Now, Lizzie, I am afraid I am absolutely famished. Phil told me you had brought in some catering?”

  “Of course, Joe. It’s all set up in the kitchen—shall we?”

  “You three go down. Rebecca, will you accompany me down the stairs?”

  At the bottom Carol turned to see if Joe was actually following with her neighbor and felt kind of relieved to see that they were. Joe had one hand on the banister and the other hand was behind Rebecca. It wasn’t rocket science to realize that he was fondling her ass as they came slowly down the stairs.

  In the kitchen Joe made a bee-line for the platters Lizzie had unwrapped and, grabbing a plate, heaped quite a pile onto it in very short order.

  “You ladies not joining me?”

  “No, the girls and I will wait for your friends to arrive,” Lizzie answered before the others could.

  In truth, Carol had butterflies in her stomach and even watching Joe eat was almost too much for her. From the look on her face, Rebecca felt just the same. Carol sidled over to her and gave her hand a reassuring squeeze.

  “That’s what I like to see, you girls being friendly and supportive of each other. Real teamwork. You’re going to need that tonight and the rest of the weekend.” He laughed uproariously at his own humor, and then noticed that Carol and Rebecca were only weakly smiling instead of joining in with his laugh.

  In an instant the smile dropped from his face and he walked or, as Carol thought, swaggered, over to the two of them.

  “Listen, girls. This little get together here is Phil’s thank you to me for giving him the deputy mayor position. You are here as my thank you to my team for getting us both elected. Now, are you going to let me down?”

  “No,” Carol responded quickly and Rebecca echoed her.

  “Good girls. Now, for an old man’s sake, try to look forward to the weekend. You agreed to be here, now show willing, okay?”

  “Of course, Joe, it’s just a little tough on them this first time.”

  Lizzie’s intervention caused Joe to chortle even more. He went back to his food and Lizzie looked sternly at them, raising an eyebrow. They both nodded—the warning had been given and received.

  At that moment, the gate buzzer sounded again, the rest of the guests for the weekend were now arriving.

  Within minutes the whole of the important staff of the mayor’s office was filling the kitchen and tucking into the buffet lunch with gusto. Carol tried to keep the names straight in her head and keep track of the number of men present. She wasn’t sure if there was eight or nine. She and the others were kept busy supplying them with food and drinks. Slowly the party spilled over into the dining room and out onto the deck. Carol felt several men casually grope her ass as she walked past. At one point she saw one openly fondling Susie’s left boob as she stood there helpless, with a tray of food in each hand. Carol could see she was laughing it off, but Joe suddenly motioned for his man to stop and he did, allowing Susie to escape.

  Obviously the rules Lizzie had lain down for the afternoon were still in force. Carol was pleased to see that Rebecca was smiling now, even though she was quite obviously being groped just as much as she was herself. Lizzie was also coming in for similar treatment, although the hostess was rarely far from Joe’s side. Mind you, it was Joe’s hand that was doing much of the groping there, though.

  Finally, the demand for the buffet wound down and Lizzie made sure the men all had a drink in their hands before she stepped into a small clear space on the deck and clapped her hands for attention.

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  “Gentlemen, if I may have your attention, please.”

  It took a couple of minutes for the hubbub of conversation to die down and the last of the revelers to join the rest of the party on the deck.

  “As you know, this weekend retreat is to celebrate Joe’s re-election as mayor of this city.”

  A cheer went up from the clustered guys.

  “And, as you also know, myself and my friends are here to pander to your every wish throughout the weekend, too.”

  A louder cheer followed this. Lizzie waited for the men t
o fall silent again.

  “However, there are rules. My friends are all married women. Well, Susie isn’t but that’s not for lack of trying.”

  Laughter echoed and Susie dropped a surprisingly elegant curtsey.

  “Please treat them like ladies and not like anything else. This afternoon is strictly hands off as you get to know us all a little better.”

  An exaggerated mock sigh followed this.

  “I promise you that after an early supper you will not be disappointed.”

  “Here, here.” Joe stepped forward to flank Lizzie.

  “Of course, when she said hands off, she meant hands out, didn’t you, Lizzie darling?”

  He was clearly fondling one cheek of her ass as he said this which emphasized exactly what he meant. There was a collective chuckle.

  “Now, let’s meet our lovely hostess and her friends properly, gentlemen. I warn you, though, I have staked first choice with the luscious Rebecca over there.”

  For the next hour, the four women circulated around the deck and chatted with all of the men present. It was exactly like an afternoon cocktail party, except for the strong current of sexual tension in the air and the continual excuses each of the men used to grope either their asses or, more rarely, their breasts. Carol had to admit that most of the guys were pretty smooth and found that she didn’t particularly object to the gentle caresses she received. After the previous few weeks she knew well enough that it could be a lot worse, a lot, lot worse indeed.

  Finally Lizzie stepped forward and clapped her hands together again.

  * * * *

  “Now that we all know each other, I think it’s time to take that to the next level. It seems a pity that there is so much formality about this friendly gathering.”

  Carol could not help snorting to herself; she had never been felt up so much at any kind of formal gathering, actually not at any gathering, formal or not, for that matter.