Connie kept me busy all winter working on her big house — and working our way through her Kama Sutra book — but I had other customers to keep happy too, some of them my favorite girls. There was a new shower at Julia's, and perhaps most interesting, a 'playroom' at Lindsey's. She wanted a permanent, comfortable space that would be 'orgy ready' whenever she was. It was the perfect job for a sex crazed handyman like me.
Lindsey had money to burn, like all the other divorced or widowed women in her high-end neighborhood, so it was a fun project of pure luxury. I found a company that makes custom Murphy beds — the kind of bed that folds up into a wall and disappears — and sent them the specs for two king-sized units that would hinge down sideways from the side walls, meeting up snugly with a permanent king sized bed in the middle. You could use the center bed alone, or pull down one or both of the fold down units to double or triple the width. With all three down the big bed would be 19 feet wide!
The 19 foot wall above them would be filled with a custom mural, painted on removable panels by our artist friend Carol. Her skill at erotic art was being given free rein, and the large scale of the piece allowed her to try some new things. She sketched out the general plan for it all, and then there were numerous modeling sessions in her studio. Actually, 'modeling' sounds too static — we fucked our brains out while Carol captured the action on her sketch pads. Lindsey, Julia, Chloe, Bobbie, Barb, Liz, and Greta were all involved in one or more sessions where Carol did numerous preliminary sketches. When that phase was complete, she went to work alone in her studio on the large panels. We left her to her work alone, so that the end result would be a surprise. It was the biggest commission Carol had ever received, and she was thrilled, not only for the money, but for the artistic challenge.
The ceiling was to be completely covered in mirrors, there would be a full wet bar with a refrigerator, a large L-shaped sectional couch, a killer sound system with built in speakers, and mood lighting that could be adjusted for color in intensity. The three walls that weren't mural would be hung with Lindsey's quickly expanding collection of erotic art. She had become quite an aficionado after seeing Carol's beautiful charcoal drawing of Julia and me. And last but not least, Lindsey requested some tie-off points all along the 19 foot bed, to use restraints on if one chose to do so. She absolutely loved being tied up at Julia's.
All-in-all an ambitious and super fun project, and I knew the party Lindsey was planing to throw when the 'playroom' was finished would be epic. I worked on it all winter, along with Connie's many jobs. I would shoot off occasionally to take care of other customers, but those two kept me pretty busy. Surprisingly, Connie and Lindsey didn't think much of each other. They only lived two blocks apart, and shared Barb as a close friend, but an episode at a cocktail party almost ten years ago had turned them off of each other. I was hoping to change that, and got together with Barb at a coffee shop to discuss it.
"So how are things going with Ed?" I asked as Barb and I sat down at a corner table.
"Wonderful!" Barb said with a big smile. "I've got you to thank for that. You made me realize how much I was missing. I might never have started dating again if it wasn't for you Steve." She put her hand on mine and whispered, "He's not as big as you, but he knows what he's doing," and she winked.
"I'm happy for you Barb, you deserve it," I said.
"So, Lindsey and Connie," Barb said. "It's frustrated me for years that they don't get along. Maybe you and I should get them drunk and in a hot tub," she laughed.
"I was actually thinking along those lines, although I'm not sure of exactly what," I said. "Being with a woman would be completely new for Connie. There's no telling how she would react — it could be playing with fire. And then there's you Barb. You probably don't want to get all crazy now that you're with Ed."
"Ha! Wanna bet?" she laughed. "You switched on the horn-dog in me somethin' fierce. And Ed, well let's just say I think he'd be first in line if somebody invited him to an orgy. He's just to much of a gentleman to admit it," she laughed.
"Wow, so this is starting to get interesting," I said. "You know Connie better than I do — you think she would even go? I mean over to Lindsey's for a hot tub party?"
"If you ask her too she will," she said. "I don't mean to say she'd follow you off a cliff, but if you ask her to do something sexy, she'll do it. That's the feeling I get."
"So let's say we're all in the hot tub together," I said. "You're gonna have to break Connie in. She and Lindsey just aren't gonna start making love on their own, that's for sure. I'll get Connie started and then you slide over and show her the pleasures of a woman, and then we'll let the night bring them together."
"Sounds like poetry," she laughed. "Let's do it. I've been wondering about getting Ed into a group thing. This is perfect. I'll talk Lindsey into it — that should be easy — and you talk Connie into it. I don't think you'll have much trouble."
"And Ed?" I said.
"Ha! I've seen the way he looks at Lindsey and Connie. Like I said, he'll be first in line," she laughed.
"How about Liz?" I said. "It wouldn't seem right if we didn't invite her."
"Yes, you're right. And she's the perfect catalyst too. Remember our first night? She was the first one with her tits out," Barb laughed.
"Do she and Connie know each other?" I asked.
"Yes, they're quite friendly. Connie thinks Liz is a hoot."
