Many thanks to Literotica author 'englander1961' for her help, editorial services, encouragement and a title much better than my original, which has elevated her to the status of House Goddess of Sexy Story Titles. Thanks to Sammi Scott, aka Titsy McYarn, the Cute at the Heart of the Abyss for her help and valuable critique. Thanks to Literotica author 'KY ridgerunner' for the stories that planted the idea in my head months ago. A belated and much overdue thanks to John Hasty for his peerless editing. Bounteous thanks to Kevin for his incredibly thorough critiquing and voluminous notes.
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As the trio wandered out of the bedroom they saw that Karen had made it back from the grocery and was reclining in a corner in sports bra and briefs, sipping a drink while Patricia sat naked at the pipe with Eddy and Tamara. Of Kelly and Jessica there was no sign, although there might have been some suspicious thumping noises from upstairs. Karen, seeing them enter, waved them over.
"Harry, I had an idea on the way back and it took all the willpower I had not to bust in and tell you about it."
"Well Sappho, you could've come in, but I'm not sure how much attention I could have paid to anything or anyone but these two exquisite beauties," he said, hugging Margo and Carol.
"Yeah well, I figured that which is why I waited. But you're out now, so listen. The biggest problem we're having finding an Executive Director is that no one we're interviewing has ever worked anywhere like G & P."
"That's because there is nowhere else like G & P," Harry said, sitting down on a cushion near her.
Margo and Carol exchanged knowing looks. "If you two Captains of Industry will excuse us, we're going to go hit the pipe," Margo said, her hand caressing Carol's ass.
"Sure thing honey, be there in a bit," Harry responded, his mind already lost in their problems at the office.
"Uh huh, sure he will," Margo murmured to Carol as they walked off.
"So," Karen continued, "why not bring up someone who's already at G & P?"
Harry was intrigued but saw problems right away. "Well, to begin with, none of them have the training or the education."
"Well, just what training and education did you and I have in running a company like G & P? Experience, they can get on the job itself, with you and me as mentors. Education, G & P can pay for with night classes. I know it'll be a big commitment to ask someone to make, so I thought why just bring up one? Bring up three at the same time. That way we know they have the grounding in how we do business and then we structure our time and schedules so that the major shit comes down Tuesday through Thursday when we're both there, on Mondays and Fridays it's kept light and they've got the ball, with one of us on call if they need us."
Harry began to see the possibilities. "Yeah, I already know seven or eight people I think could grow into the positions. You're probably thinking of the same seven or eight. Hell, Sappho, we set this shit up right, we could effectively retire in eight to ten years."
"Yeah Harry, except you're the guiding light of the creative genius department and I'm the head detail wizard. But could we cut our time back dramatically? Oh, hell yeah."
At the pipe, Margo and Carol joined Patricia, Eddy and Tamara.
"Damn Eddy, those are some badass briefs," Carol said, eyeing the silk boxers. "I can tell that Tammy picked those out for you."
"Are you intimatin' that I ain't got no taste when it comes to clothin'?" Eddy grunted.
"No Eddy, I'm just saying that I'd expect to see you picking up black silk boxers with skulls on them, or flames, or motorcycles..."
"I wouldn't let him get the ones with skulls or flames," Tamara said, snuggled up next to him, "but there is another pair he keeps at home with the cutest-"
"Hush woman," Eddy growled. "That's one of those things we don't share with these hedonistic heathens."
"Yes sir," the tiny woman said demurely. "Sorry ladies, can't say what they are, but he is just so cute-"
"Hush!"
"Yes sir," she said, smiling, "adorable, really he is... eek... I'm hushing sir!" she squealed as Eddy effortlessly scooped her up, brought her to his mouth and began blowing raspberries on her belly and thighs.
From the stairs came a call, "To her defense, sister! The Junior Bisexual Drum & Bugle Corp charges forth to deal with the belly-frapper!" With howls like wolves scenting their prey Kelly and Jessica charged down the stairs and clambered over cushions towards Eddy and Tamara.
As if she'd been a stoner all her life Margo gracefully swept the hookah up and moved it out of the way, sensing the free-for-all that was to come.
"Lesbian Auxiliary, form ranks... charge!" bellowed Karen as she came out of the corner and, together with Patricia, howled as the two of them crawled towards Eddy.
"Oh shit," was all Eddy had time to say as he set Tamara safely to one side before the tide of femininity overwhelmed him.
"Find out where he's ticklish girls!" yelled Kelly, wrapping herself around one of Eddy's arms and running the fingers of one hand up and down his side.
Harry sat down beside his wife and pet. "I think Sappho's figured out the solution to our-"
"Hush, Harry," said Margo, putting the tip of a hose in his mouth. "I knew you and Karen would figure something out but tonight is a night to relax and have fun. Besides, there's a floor show."
Indeed there was. At the moment Kelly was on one arm, Patricia on the other, while Jessica knelt behind his head tickling his neck and Karen laid across his legs, working on getting her fingers behind his knees. Eddy was fighting back valiantly but his innate gentle nature had him handicapped before the fight even began, a fact his opponents made shameless use of. Between his ribs, his neck and the backs of his knees, he was helplessly ticklish.
"Tamara..." he gasped, "help me... please..."
"Yes sir." The tiny woman carefully looked for who she'd be least likely to hurt and climbed up on Karen's back, wrapping her legs around Karen's chest and pulling on her shoulders in a vain attempt to get her off Eddy.
