Mr. & Mrs. Crenshaw has been in the neighborhood for years. They kept to themselves for the most part but they did occasionally participate in neighborhood events like a Block BBQ.
Both worked long hours and their weekend was often spent at resorts as they called them but everyone was suspicious of them. But, "That was their business," as my Dad often said to mother, "leave it be. If they do something unlawful, call the police, otherwise, let them do their thing in peace." So mom and the other busybodies gave them a wide berth leaving them be.
I was 18 and was hired to keep their lawn and bushes trimmed and in good order. They had been cited a couple of times by the City for not doing that per the requirements of an ordinance which is why they hired me. I was paid monthly in cash at the same rate they'd have to pay a professional landscaping firm, so I was more than happy to do the work.
In late August, I went to get my monthly pay. But rather than just handing me the money as he usually did, he asked me to come inside, to discuss some business for Fall. All I could see at the time were dollar signs, so I went in. He led me to their living room which almost knocked me to the floor because there were pornographic paintings and pictures on the walls and the figurines also had a sexual theme to them.
"Sit down, Ron."
Mrs. Crenshaw was sitting on the couch with her barefoot on the cushion with her knee bent and her eye followed me around the room. She was also wearing a silky white robe. Her shoulder-length light brown hair was in contrast to her rode and to the black leather couch, she was sitting on.
He asked me if I felt comfortable because the decor was different then the way mother decorated her house. I lied and said, "No." Dact was is that it did make me feel uneasy and my cock began to stiffen in my jeans. But I was doing my best to man up to the situation, or, at least, what I thought a man would do in that situation.
"Okay Ron, I'll get right to the point. We are a sexually liberated couple. Do you know what an open marriage is?"
"No sir, I don't."
"It means Emma can have sex with whomever she wants and I can with whomever I was, just as long as we inform our partner. Also, we join with other couples in orgies. You do what they are, don't you Ron?"
