"Claire! I've got a special assignment for you!"
I walked into my boss' office. Joanne was arranging some papers on her desk. Due to the warm weather outside, she had opened a window, and now the wind was messing up her papers. Finally she placed a large blue jelly dildo on top of them as a paperweight.
"As I was saying," she says. "I've got a special assignment for you. A guy just called. He's arranging a birthday party for his baby brother, and he wants to hire a girl to party with four guys."
"Only one?" I said. "As in a gang bang?"
"You're up for it?" she asked. "It's four times the rate..."
"OK, what the hell," I said. "I'll do it."
"Here's the address," said my boss, and handed me a post-it. "And don't forget to dress up! You're going to a birthday party, you know!"
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I straightened my polka-dot dress and arranged my hair to fall over my shoulders, and then I rang the doorbell for room number 14. The door opened, and a tall blond guy smiled at me. There was some music in the background. Apparently, they had already started.
"You're from the agency?" he asked.
"That's right," I said. "I'm Claire."
"Come in, Claire!" he said, and made a gesture with his arm.
I walked into the room, and saw 3 guys sitting in armchairs around a table loaded with bottles, snacks, and half-eaten pizzas.
"OK, everybody," said the blond guy. "This is Claire!"
"Hi, Claire!" the guys shouted, grinning at me.
"Hello, boys," I smiled.
"Claire is here to party with us, aren't ya, Claire?" said Blondie.
"I sure am!" I said, and put my handbag on the floor. "So...who are you guys?"
"I'm Mark," said the talkative blonde next to me. "This is my brother Kyle, that's our cousin Robert, and that's our best friend, Alan."
They all shook hands with me, which gave me the opportunity to examine them up close. Kyle was very young, slim and petite and rather boyish. He was as dark as his brother was light. Robert was on the heavy side, and had red hair and glasses. Alan had naughty green eyes, brown hair, and a toned body under his T-shirt. Mark was handsome, like a prince in a fairy tale.
"We're celebrating my brother Kyle's 18th birthday tonight, said Mark.
"Happy birthday, Kyle!" I said, and kissed him.
He raised his eyebrows, but responded willingly when I extended the kiss to be a French one. I could tell that he was inexperienced, but he was awfully cute. He stared at me when I pulled away.
"See, Kyle, this is your birthday present!" said Mark. "We all chipped in. Claire here is gonna take your cherry tonight!"
"What?" said Kyle.
Robert and Alan cheered.
"You... you hired... a..?"
Kyle blushed and stuttered.
"Might as well have it done by a pro," said Mark. "That way, you know it's gonna be good!"
"But..." said Kyle, looking terrified.
"Oh, don't scare the boy!" I said. "We're gonna have fun tonight, aren't we boys?"
"Hell, yeah!" said Alan.
"All night!" said Robert.
"How about we start with something easy?" I said. "A game? Strip poker?"
They were all up for it, and I took out my special deck of cards, the one that featured naked women. The guys whistled and made comments about the cards when I dealt them out. They were good at poker, they really were, but I've been playing this game since I was a kid, and I've had had loads of practice thanks to my job. I controlled the game from start, manipulated it so that within 20 minutes, I was in my underwear, and the guys were in their T-shirts and briefs. Nice and comfortable. Now we could start the real game. I lost another hand on purpose, and took off my bra. Kyle turned red, but didn't look away. I could tell that the others were getting a little... affected, as well. I wasted a nice hand in order to lose the next round, and now I was naked. Judging from Robert's face, he appreciated the fact that I was shaved. You little pervert, I thought.
"Oh, I seem to have lost all my clothes," I said, pouting. "What should I do now?"
"How about... you have to fulfil the winner's wish?" said Alan. "One wish, whatever he wants - but you have to do it?"
"OK," I said. "That sounds like fun."
So we played. And I immediately knew that they were setting Kyle up. Robert had nothing but a pair of fours, Mark had nothing at all, Alan failed to get a straight, and I had a pair of twos. Kyle was a clear winner, with his pairs of tens and aces.
"All right!" said Mark. "OK, then - Claire, you have to do anything Kyle asks you to do!"
"What do you want, Kyle?" I said.
"Ummmm... I don't know..." said Kyle, grinning awkwardly.