The winter had gone by quickly because I had been so busy. I worked all day long every weekday, and on the weekends I worked on the wonderful little 'fish camp' at the river that sweet Connie had gifted to me. It was only twenty minutes from the city, so it was easy to shoot out there whenever I had some free time. I was so busy I didn't take on any new customers — I just kept my core favorites going whenever they called with a job. But the majority of the winter's work was renovating Connie's big house room by room, and building Lindsey's playroom.
Lindsey spared no expense to make the ultimate orgy room, and it turned out fantastic. With the music on, the LED lighting shifting colors slowly, and the spectacular mural and other art work bathed in soft light, it was a long way from the two mattresses on the floor of her home gym where she had her first group sex experience. Her new playroom was truly special, and I knew there would be many memorable nights there in the future.
Lindsey loved surprises, and hadn't even seen the room finished. Carol and I hung the art work and put the finishing touches on things so Lindsey could walk in with her first guests and see the big mural for the first time when they all did. The day of the big event Carol met me there early and we made up the 19 feet of wall to wall bed with satin sheets, arranged about twenty pillows around the perimeter of it under the mural, stocked the refrigerator and wet bar, set-up a nice playlist of music, and did a final clean-up. Lindsey also had us arrange condoms, lubricants, and Viagra in clear glass containers on top of the bar. We closed the door behind us and took an excited Lindsey out for a light dinner.
Lindsey had requested everyone wear there finest lingerie for the big event, so when we got back from the restaurant the three of us showered and changed, and soon after the guests arrived. Lindsey greeted them at the door wearing the same disco era see-thru cover-up she had on when I first met her, the black one with the lime-green fur trim. I was wide open down the front, and under it she had on a spectacular set of lingerie made out of see-thru lime-green lace — bra, crotchless panties, garter belt and shear stockings. Her Marilyn Monroe like voluptuousness was barely contained, and she looked stunning. Just before the guest's arrived she delighted in showing me the quick release velcro on the sides of her panties. "You can rip them right off of me if you're so inclined," she said with wild eyes, although being crotchless, with her pussy lips in full view, I'm not sure that would be entirely necessary.
The guest list was large — she wanted the first party in the playroom to be a wild one with lot's of action and all age groups represented. Besides Carol and I, the guests included Julia, Connie, Liz, Barb and Ed, Chloe and Bobby, Greta, and a big handsome graduate student from Senegal she was dating named Abdou. When Lindsey was making up the guest list she was hoping for more men, so Carol suggested Tyler, the student from the art class who was chatting up Julia after I fucked her brains out on stage. She contacted him and he eagerly accepted. Lindsey encouraged me to invite a friend, so I called my buddy Mark. He's a good looking guy I knew the ladies would like, and he's single at the moment.
As folks arrived they stripped down to their sexy undies, and I tended the kitchen bar to get things started. We all mingled until everyone had arrived and had a drink, and then Lindsey directed us downstairs. There was great anticipation in the air as we all descended the wide staircase, and I called Lindsey to the head of the line and threw open the door to the playroom. A slow dance groove throbbed out of the sound system, and she gasped with delight when she saw Carol's masterpiece on the big wall in front of her. In fact every one gasped with delight as they made their way in, and the room was buzzing with energy. When Carol came in Lindsey broke her mesmerized gaze from the mural and embraced her.
"It's unbelievable!" Lindsey said in Carol's ear, and she had to wipe away a few tears. The two of them stood there for a few moments, arm in arm, taking it all in.
"Speech!" Liz yelled. "Speech!"
Lindsey looked overwhelmed. "Stand up here so everyone can see you," I said. She took off her high heels, I helped her up onto the giant bed, and I went to the bar to turn down the music.
"Wow!" she said quietly, shaking her head. "This is so much more than I expected." She wiped away another tear, gathered her thoughts, and spoke up. "When a woman gets divorced in her forties, or doesn't have a man later in life, it's easy for her to think her sex life is over. I certainly felt that way. And then Steve came along." She paused and looked around. "Yup, I see some nodding heads among you ladies out there. You girls already know about this incredible man, but some of you don't. Come here Steve," she said, reaching out for me to join her. I stepped up on the bed next to her in my skimpy purple and red silk briefs, kissed her cheek and put my arm around her waist. "This man," she continued, "was sent from heaven to bring happiness to women like us. I'd hate to think of my life without him... ANY of our lives without him. What he's done for me is very much like what he did for this room. With his loving touch, he transformed me — and this room — into something alive and exciting, something that exists in a completely new and exiting way, something with a new purpose, a new reason for being. Thank you Steve... thank you." She kissed me and the room erupted in applause.
