The conference breaks up after lunch and the weekend winds down for Steven, Siobhan and Sharon but not before one more session together, this time in Steven's flat.
Returning to the hotel, Steven asked at reception for the list of rental movies and made a note of the title he and the girls had started watching in the suite the previous evening. Siobhan had remembered the English title but the listing showed the Italian original and the year of production. The movie was made in the mid 1970s and three actors were listed as well; two women and one man.
Steven had hoped they could get some lunch then slip away unnoticed but the receptionist passed him a message from Malcolm Carruthers asking to meet him alone before they left. She also thanked him for his help dealing with Mark Pritchard, who had been abusive towards her as well when his company credit card was declined. The receptionist gave Steven an envelope from the Hotel Manager and inside was a thank you note, a refund voucher for the room charges and an invitation to return for a free one night room stay for two people. Steven told Sharon the room charges had been refunded and why but she said she would claim for the calls in any case.
He left the girls in the conference room that had now been laid out for a carvery style lunch and went in search of Malcolm. Steven found him in the bar with his wife.
“Good afternoon Marjorie, Malcolm. You wanted to see me?”
“Ah Steven, yes indeed. Marjorie, I need a few work related words with Steven. Perhaps you’d be happier in the lunch room?”
“Definitely if you’re going to talk shop Malcolm.”
“Siobhan and Sharon have just gone in if you want to catch up with them.” Steven offered.
“Thank you Steven. Now don’t let Malcolm keep you for hours talking a lot of nonsense about nothing. I’m sure you’ve got better things to do on a Sunday afternoon.” With that she left the men to talk. Malcolm ordered drinks and they moved to a secluded seat by the windows, near where Steven had first seen Wayne the previous morning.
“Steven, you heard what Pritchard said before he was escorted off the premises this morning.”
“Yes, Malcolm.”
“His reference to Mrs C was a thinly veiled reference to my wife and her sexual preferences. Marjorie likes women as well as men though, as far as I am aware, Sharon has never been one of her partners.”
“I thought as much from your reaction. Pritchard is a nasty piece of work and I have to say I’m sorry he got to walk out of the building rather than having to be carried out into an ambulance.”
“That would have been nice to see but I have to agree with Sir James that it would probably have caused more trouble than it would have been worth. I’ve not told Marjorie what he said and I don’t intend to. I’d greatly appreciate it if you kept schtum as well.”
“Consider it done.”
“Thank you Steven, that means a lot to me, much more than I think you realise. One question though, why did you say to him that a Gentleman never has to pay for it? That seemed to hit home.”
“Ah, you need to keep schtum about what I’m going to tell you.”
“Go on.”
“The young lady hired as Mark Pritchard’s assistant didn’t come from a temp agency, she came from an escort agency.”
“What! How do you know?”
Steven related what Sharon had told him in confidence. “So you see, I don’t want Sharon to get into trouble, either for making a booking on Mark Pritchard’s company card that he asked her to make or for breaking his confidence.”
“Understood. Say nothing to Sharon and I will ‘discover’ his misdemeanour for myself. However, in other matters Pritchard presents us with a different problem.”
“In what way?”
“Oh, not you per se, but the firm as a whole. Sir James and I are of the opinion we need to dismiss him. He’s been treading a fine line for months but has been impressing a few of our colleagues and there’s been nothing specific we could pin on him, until this weekend that is.
However, Pritchard’s been organising a whole raft of events that are happening around the world over the next three months and he’s due to speak at more than one of them.
He won’t have a clue about what he’s saying, he’d just be saying the words written for him in a way that engages his audience. At the end of the day he’s a bloody actor and anyone can be trained in public speaking but the firm has a lot of time and money invested in these events.
He’s been given a budget based upon advice from our external PR consultants then left alone to get everything about the events sorted and we don’t know if anyone else can step into those shoes. Also, if we fire him, Pritchard could walk into one of our competitors with all our plans for these events in his pocket and scupper the lot.”
Steven lifted his drink to his lips. Something Malcolm had said flicked a switch in his mind and a little light bulb went off.
“Are you a gambling man Malcolm?”
“I’m Finance Director, of course not, the odds are usually stacked too far in favour of the bookies.”
“You gamble every time you make a business decision though.”
“Yes, I suppose I do, though I try to mitigate any financial risk as far as I can. Why do you ask?”
“I’ll bet you the exorbitant price of this glass of fizzy, coloured and flavoured water that Mark Pritchard has actually done sod all towards organising anything.”
“Really! What makes you say that?”
“Sharon, my faith in her judgement and something she said yesterday, I can’t remember exactly when, that Mark Pritchard is one of those people who gets other people to do all the work then takes all the credit for himself. If I’m right, who do you think his first point of call for help would have been?”
Malcolm blinked a couple of times. “Sharon! Of Course! I need to speak with her immediately. If you’re right that’s one part of the equation solved but we still need to work out how to stop him from passing over our plans.”
“Money would probably help swing it. Did you notice how he had to pay for the hotel bill?”
“What? All that messing around with credit cards and cash?”
“Yes. I could be doing him a disservice but he may be living beyond his means and whatever he can get away with claiming on expenses.”
“I’ll run a credit check when I get home. The results should be back by morning.”
“Have you ever seen the Godfather films?”
“No. Not really my cup of tea.”
“Not mine either but Siobhan wanted to see them so I tagged along. There’s a line in it though that’s come to mind. To keep your friends close but your enemies closer.
Rather than firing Pritchard straight away, transfer him to somewhere remote where he can’t do too much damage on six months probation with full pay and keep a close watch on what he gets up to. Chances are he won’t last the course but he’s only got to be tucked away for three months and any knowledge he has of the plans for the world tour will no longer have any value.”
“I like your way of thinking. I’ll suggest this to Sir James after lunch but, unlike Pritchard, I won’t be taking the credit. Let’s go and join the ladies and eat.”
—
The three women had made it to the food counters. There was a wide range to choose from. Sharon was at the salad counter whilst Siobhan and Marjorie were loading their plates with a Sunday roast.
“Malcolm, I suggest we go for a salad.”
“I’ll call that my starter if you don’t mind.”
“As you wish.”
Steven and Malcolm walked over to the salad counter, grabbed a couple of plates and parked themselves either side of Sharon who was picking the bits she liked out of a mixed salad.
“Hiya,” she said cheerfully to Steven. “Have you both finished your work talk?”
“Nearly,” said Malcolm. “A quick question for you Sharon. What do you know about Mark Pritchard’s itinerary over the next three months?”
“Well I can’t remember the specific dates but I have all the information in the office. He’s booked to go on tour to host events in pretty much every major market we have and a few we’d like to get into around the globe. He’s been trying to monopolise my time making all the arrangements but fortunately we girls pull together when necessary and help each other out.
I’ve got half a filing cabinet in the office that’s full of the nitty gritty detail covering everything Mark Pritchard asked me to sort out from flights and hotel bookings to contractors at each venue and a few things he forgot, like ordering airport transfers or lighting and AV kit for Singapore.”
Malcolm looked relieved. “Sharon, that’s what I’d hoped you would say. Can you get in early tomorrow at say 7:30.”
“Goodness that is early given my commute. I’ve got two changes of trains to cope with but I’ll try.”
“If it’s easier, book a cab and put it on expenses. It’s important.”
“Very well Malcolm, I’ll do that.”
“I’ve changed my mind, I fancy a roast dinner after all but I must make a call first.” Malcolm replaced his salad plate and left the room.”
Steven stayed at Sharon’s side. “What on earth was that all about?” she asked.
“I think Malcolm’s found out that Mark Pritchard isn’t as indispensable as he feared. I thought he was going to kiss you in pure relief for a moment.”
“So did I but Malcolm’s a good boy and besotted by Marjorie.”
They joined Siobhan and Marjorie to eat.
“Where’s Malcolm gone now? It really is too much,” said Marjorie.
“I think he’s answering a call of nature.” Steven said in as straight a way as possible.
—-
As soon as possible after lunch the lovers, for that’s what they had become, made their getaway. The girls were sitting in the back seat again. They’d retrieved the shopping from the chemists and were looking through the ***********ion of condoms. The marketing on the boxes about how they would enhance this or prolong that was making them laugh.
“Try not to leave any in the car. I’m not sure my sister in law would understand if her children got hold of them.” Steven offered.
“No chance Steve, they’re all coming into your flat,” said Siobhan.
They were early enough that they missed the worst of the Sunday afternoon traffic and made it to the flat in time to give themselves a couple of hours before Steven needed to take Sharon and Siobhan home.
“I’d like to be able to stay longer,” said Sharon, “but I’m going to have to be up before six in the morning to get to work by seven thirty so I need an early night.”
The sexual tension had been building between the three of them all afternoon, perhaps because of the Lovers Pact and that they all realised this would be their last chance before a long week at work. The girls had already started making plans for the three of them to go out the following weekend.
By the time Steven had dropped his bag in the bedroom, relieved himself and walked back to the living room the girls were already French kissing and allowing their hands to wander over each other’s bodies. Sharon excused herself to use the bathroom and Steven took her place in Siobhan’s arms. When they broke for air, she was breathing heavily and her cheeks were flushed.
“Are you going to be able to come twice this afternoon or will Sharon and I have to cut a pack of cards to see who gets you?”
“Time will tell but I’ll do my best. Anyway, having you and Sharon entertain one another in between times and maybe helping me out should get me hard again pretty quickly and I’ve got all week to recover.”
Sharon returned and Siobhan took her leave to use the bathroom. Steven found Sharon in his arms almost immediately.
After they’d kissed she asked. “What were you and Siobhan planning whilst I was in the loo?”
“Nothing much. She asked if I’d be able to serve both of you this afternoon and I promised to do my best. You just need to decide who goes first.”
“I’ll take my chance on second helpings. If you stay the course I expect you to last longer the second time around.”
“You make me sound like a horse!”
“Only the best stallion deserves these two fillies.” Sharon said with a smile then kissed Steven again before he could reply.
They were warming up nicely by the time Siobhan made it back from the bathroom. In fact they didn’t notice her coming back into the room and she started enjoying the show. When Steven and Sharon broke for air Siobhan moved silently between them.
Sharon and Steven started a sensual game of tag to undress Siobhan. Whoever wasn’t kissing her was helping Siobhan out of her clothing and using their mouth on her sensitive areas.
Once Siobhan was naked they carried on teasing her erogenous zones. Eventually Siobhan was laying on the sofa bed that had been pulled out, Sharon was on her knees eating Siobhan’s pussy and Steven was naked, kneeling beside Siobhan, playing with her breasts whilst she played with his cock using her tongue and mouth. Steven looked at Sharon and could see she had one hand working on her own pussy and the other fingering Siobhan.
Siobhan came long and loud but Steven managed to hold back. “Steve, please fuck me with one of the ribbed ones on your cock. You’ll have to put it on as my hands are shaking too much.”
“I’ll do it,” said Sharon. She moved from her position between Siobhan’s legs to look for the box of condoms in the bag that had been left on the floor. Steven couldn’t resist the chance to move behind Sharon and finger her wetness.
“Stop it Steven, I like it too much. You can play with me all you like after you’ve satisfied Siobhan.” Out of the corner of his eye Steven saw Siobhan had started fingering herself as she watched what Steven was doing.
Sharon spun round and Steven heard the familiar sound of a packet being ripped open. She kissed the tip of his cock then quickly encased his manhood in ribbed rubber.
“You’ll do,” she said. Steven turned back to Siobhan who had laid back with her legs wide open. He kissed his way up her body until his cock was at her entrance then lifted his body, fed himself into her and started slowly pumping away.
Sharon appeared beside Siobhan and Siobhan started fingering her. Siobhan then started to wriggle round beneath Steven. He realised what she wanted to do and helped her into a position where Sharon could sit on her face.
Steven found himself face to face with Sharon who was being eaten by Siobhan whilst he was humping Siobhan. Both girls were making appreciative noises. Sharon and Steven started to kiss and he increased the pace as he felt his climax approaching.
The throbbing of Steven’s cock as he climaxed triggered Siobhan into another orgasm that in turn tipped Sharon over the edge.
—-
After getting his breath back Steven withdrew from Siobhan and took himself off to the bathroom to dispose of the sheath and freshen up. When he returned to the living room the girls were laying together on the sofabed.
“That was much nicer Steve. I got a much better feel from the ribbed one but I’m still going to see the Doctor as soon as I can,” said Siobhan.
“The pill takes a little while to become effective so I’m sure you’ll get through Steven’s supply and maybe a few more if this weekend is anything to go by,” Sharon added.
Steven’s cock was dangling, half erect between his legs. “You look like you need a bit of recovery time,” said Sharon. “Sit back and enjoy the show. Siobhan wants to try something with my little friend.”
“If this works I’m going to leave you and Sharon to enjoy each other whilst I watch and play with her little friend.”
Steven sat back on one of the chairs and watched as Siobhan got up on her knees whilst facing away from him. Sharon took her vibrator out of the bag of shopping, where the girls had hidden it at some point, along with the little pot of lube.
She rubbed the pot between her hands to warm up the contents then squirted a little into Siobhan’s crack. She also put a couple of drops on the vibrator.
“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” Sharon asked Siobhan “I’ve never felt brave enough to try this setting.”
“I’m sure,” replied Siobhan.
Sharon took the main part of the vibrator and inserted it slowly into Siobhan’s pussy. Siobhan moved her knees apart so Sharon could reach underneath and strap the smallest part of the vibrator over her clit. Finally, Sharon rolled a regular condom onto her index finger and used the finger to lube and open up Siobhan’s sphincter before inserting the final part of the vibrator into her.
“Happy?” Sharon asked.
“Happy.” Siobhan replied
“OK. Reach down and press the random button on the control and good luck.”
Sharon removed the condom from her finger and sat close to Steven. “I’ll pick up some latex gloves in case Siobhan wants one of us to do this to her again. I had to improvise with one of your condoms today as I didn’t fancy just sticking my finger up her bum.”
Siobhan found the control and pressed one of the buttons. “Nothing’s happening.”
“Give it a few seconds,” said Sharon reassuringly.
“Oh hang on, I can feel something. Oh, ooo, oh.” Siobhan buried her head in the mattress and clenched her fists. With Siobhan’s backside in the air Steven could see the sex toy had gone to work on her judging by the number of vibrations and sounds it and she seemed to be making.
Sharon had sat on Steven’s knee and was leaning into him skin to skin. He had put one arm around her and she had responded in kind. It was the closest they had been to each other apart from when they’d been making love and it felt somehow natural to Steven. “Is Siobhan going to be alright?” he whispered, though he doubted Siobhan would have heard a bomb go off at that moment.
“I think so, the program is on a timer of over six minutes but this is just the start. The manual says the toy is designed to simulate clitoral stimulation, vaginal and anal sex with three different attachments. The random program works through all three settings and stimulates the three parts in turn then runs them in combination so it’s eventually simulating double penetration whilst someone is licking her pussy. I haven’t figured out how that could be physically possible in real life but that’s what it says it does! The programme reaches a peak in about four and a half minutes then spends a couple of minutes winding down.”
“I wonder if I really want to buy one of those for Siobhan. I’d never be able to satisfy her in the same way.”
“Oh I don’t know. Trust me, at the end of the day that’s just a few bits of plastic and rubber with some fancy control programme. You’re a living, breathing, human being who also happens to be pretty darn good both in and out of bed. That’s not something that toy can ever be. There’s no emotion in a vibrator so it’s not much of a relationship, even if the orgasms it gave me were better than being with Wayne,” she said with a laugh in her voice.
Sharon’s mood changed slightly as they kept an eye on Siobhan. “Can I be serious for a moment?”
“Sure”
“Lover’s Pact, just the two of us.”
Steven wondered what Sharon wanted to say that wasn’t for Siobhan to hear. There was only one way to find out. “Lover’s Pact.”
“When you went to the loo to clean up I asked Siobhan what she made of what we did with her this afternoon. She told me she thought having sex with both of us was fantastic.”
“It was.”
“I agree but what we did to Siobhan was to make love to her, both of us working to give her pleasure and seek some of our own but she just thought it was more sex and went straight on to ask to try my toy on its random setting.
She told us earlier that she didn’t know the difference between making love and having sex but having slowly discovered sex with you and finally given up her virginity, Siobhan is like a kid in a sweet shop who wants to try everything immediately.
None of us expected this weekend to turn out as it did and I have no regrets about what’s happened but if anyone had told me Siobhan would kiss me let alone want to eat me out I’d have called them a liar. She’s always been quite timid especially when talking about sex.
I won’t come between you and Siobhan but I don’t want to see you get hurt either. I don’t think Siobhan can see the good thing that’s in front of her nose and at some point is going to want to spread her wings in her search for sexual gratification. Now if you’re good with that sort of relationship then fine but I’m not sure you will be, deep inside.”
“Thanks for the warning. I’ve been thinking something similar since this morning when she reacted towards me, referring to us making love. Just at this moment I’m not sure how my relationship with Siobhan is going to pan out. Can I ask you a question whilst we’re in the Lover’s Pact?”
“That seems only fair.”
“You seem to know quite a lot about sex from what I’ve heard you say and do for Siobhan and now you’ve offered me some relationship advice. I’m struggling to square that with what you’ve said about your experience with Wayne.”
“I’ve got you to thank for that, or you’ve only got yourself to blame whichever way you want to look at it. Siobhan told me in some detail about the books and magazines you left lying around the flat for her to read in the hope of getting her to open her legs.
She was way too timid to read them but I wasn’t. I got copies for myself in the hope of improving Wayne’s technique, but he never looked beyond the pictures in the magazines of the girls with big tits.
Anyway, one thing led to another and I borrowed a few books from the library then visited a couple of specialist book shops on the pretext of looking for something as a present and learned a lot from them. When I’m alone it’s quite nice to have my toy on a low setting whilst reading erotic fiction.”
“The power of the written word and a couple of pencil batteries. I’m glad you were such a good student.”
Siobhan hit the peak and was on the slow down part of the programme. By the end of that she appeared to be fast asleep.
“What do you want to do now?” Steven asked.
“I want you to slowly and deliberately make love to me and me alone.”
He kissed Sharon tenderly on the lips and replied. “There’s a perfectly good bed next door that’s just waiting to be used.”
She smiled, they stood and walked hand in hand to the bedroom.