Manufacturing a Partnership
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THE PARTNERSHIP
June recognised the woman she was standing beside at the counter of the
department store. She could not remember her name but knew she had
seen her somewhere before. They were both in the lingerie department
about to pay for their goods. In the woman's arms were two outlandish
night dresses and several pairs of underwear that were definitely too
big for her.
"For the mother-in-law?" June inquired, and the lady replied, "Actually
no, for my husband."
June just smiled as she was sure she was just joking. The woman paid
the sales lady and moved on. After June paid for her own purchase she
decided to go and have a cup of coffee at the coffee bar. While
sitting with a flat white and reading a magazine she had gathered up
from a complimentary rack the same woman came up to her and asked if
the seat at June's table was vacant. June said of course and moved to
insure the woman had enough room and then went back to her magazine.
"Mora Saunders," the woman interrupted as she held out her hand for
June to take. June now knew who she was - the Sanders family owned
half of town and June was sure she was married to the sole male heir to
the family fortune.
June took her hand and introduced herself, "June Miller." She smiled.
Both these women were in their early forties and both stunningly
beautiful. For some reason they both felt an instant attraction to the
other and felt a bond and a trust that was uncommon for both of them
with new acquaintances. It was as if they had known each other all of
their lives.
They began chatting immediately and soon their conversation arrived to
their husbands. Mora began by telling June that her purchases were in
fact for her husband who unbeknown to the world at large, her husband,
Michael Saunders, multi-millionaire, so-called playboy was in fact a
great big puff. Her marriage was a sham to make believe that he was
straight. He was five years younger than her and spent all his time at
home prancing about in women's clothes. And she was heartily sick of
ushering men out of her home in the early morning after an evening with
her husband.
The marriage had been arranged by his mother who was determined that
there would be a proper male heir and so Mora somehow had to make sure
that would happen. She said she would spare June the details other
than to say that she had to pretend to be the man in the relationship
to make it happen. Finally after two years of marriage she fell
pregnant and gave birth to a fine strapping boy.
After DNA tests to make sure that Michael was actually the father, her
son was taken from her to be brought up by his grandmother. How that
was going to work out, Mora smiled, she was not sure as the grandmother
had brought up Michael and she knew how that had turned out. She
finished with saying that she had no idea why she was telling June all
this. Then she suggested that perhaps she and June head down to the
little wine bar at the corner of the block.
June, fascinated by Mora's story, nodded yes. She knew she was
expected back at the office, but decided to ring in and say that she
had an urgent meeting with a client.
Over a glass or two of wine June began to open up about herself. She
was 42 years old, worked as a lawyer; unfortunately she had put her job
before having a family, which she now regretted. She had been in the
department store determined to buy something in an attempt to cheer
herself up after she had been bypassed for a partnership. To make
matters worse she had been bypassed by her husband, Alan.
Maybe she should have partaken in all those manly pursuits, but she had
never played golf, going to the rugby was not really her thing and
staying on until closing time did not ever feel like the something she
needed to do. But Alan was always last to leave, he was popular, he
could be very funny, was good company and became well-liked by the top
brass.
She had been with the firm for 18 years, whereas Alan had arrived only
ten years ago. She felt she had every reason to be angry. Her
husband, Alan, was also five years younger than her. An end of year
drunken party had thrown them together. They got along OK but she was
unsure if she loved him. In fact at that moment her feelings for him
was the complete opposite.
They married five years ago and for the first their few months their
sex life had been fantastic, but had fallen off until now it was non-
existent. She said perhaps he was a bit like Mora's husband, maybe he
also wanted to dress up and have sex with other men. She was a pit
worried that he might have been watching a lot of porn.
Mora replied that they could put it to the test. Said she knew someone
who just loved outing closet gays.
So the plan was hatched.
June arrived home in a taxi knowing that Alan would have got home by
then. Putting on a brave face she congratulated him on being made a
partner and insisted that they go out to celebrate. After a meal and
insuring that Alan had a fair few wines while holding off herself she
suggested that they go back to a little wine bar that she knew. Alan
was more than ready. It was Friday night after all. So they walked to
the very same wine bar that June and Mora had been in earlier.
She purposely chose a booth that really was comfortable for two people
but would hold four at a pinch. They were on their first wine Mora
showed up and greeted June as if they had known each other since
childhood. June introduced her to Alan who was impressed to meet
someone from the Saunders family. Mora pushed in beside June and told
them that her husband would be in shortly as he was just parking the
Merc.
Alan, who had been getting a little drunk, sobered up at thought of
meeting Michael Saunders. Ideas were already floating around his head
of how he would impress Guy and the other partners if he could get the
Saunders family on their books.
Michael then walked in and although Alan had seen him on TV and in the
papers he was amazed at how handsome he was, at least six foot tall,
broad shoulders, a head of blond curls, and bright blue eyes, all in a
beautifully made grey Italian suit. Mora made the introductions. Alan
standing up to shake his hand felt all of his five foot, seven and a
half inches to his discomfort.
When he sat down again Michael asked him to push over and got into the
booth beside him. With anyone else Alan would have suggested they move
to another table where there was more room but was now reluctant to.
So he put up being pushed up into the corner by another man and the
feeling was making him uncomfortable.
More wine was drunk and Michael paid Alan so much attention both ladies
smiled at each other as they chatted pretending not to be observing the
men. Michael had Alan tell him his whole life story, which he
pretended to be fascinated by and occasionally he would reach under the
table to pat him on the leg or rub his thigh saying things like, ?Did
you really do that?? or, ?That was very brave.?
The ladies? plan was working and June was not sure if it was the leg
touching or the wine that was bringing the colour to Alan?s face.
They all left the bar together with Michael putting his arm around
Alan?s shoulder, then opening the door for him as the two ladies
followed them out. Insisting that he had only the one wine Michael
said would drive them home. He walked Alan to the front passenger?s
door, which he opened for him and almost handed him in. The ladies
forced to fend for themselves piled in the back grinning from ear to
ear.
Michael suggested to Alan that they take in a game of football as he
had the use of a corporate box tomorrow night when the local team had
their next home game. Alan was easily won over, tomorrow was Saturday
and he followed the local team. A corporate box, just imagine, he
thought.
The next day June remarked who well himself and Michael had gotten on.
She began to tease him saying that she thought he fancied Michael.
It?s nothing to be ashamed of, anybody would, she said, as he is just
so handsome. The ladies knew that Michael was not going to take Alan
to the football. That football was not part of the plan.
So when he came down asking how he looked in his football jersey and
with a scarf wrapped around his neck June put him off the idea, telling
him that he was about to go out with Michael Saunders and that he
should put on one of his suits as she was sure Michael would be dressed
to the nines. She also teased him saying that it would not do to go on
a first date with such an influential and handsome man dressed as a
football hooligan.
That last remark brought two red spots to his cheeks and he insisted
that it was not a date. She laughed and replied, ?Me thinks the lady
protests too much.? That send him scurrying upstairs to change before
June could notice that he was blushing even more.
At seven o?clock when the doorbell rang Alan almost tripped over
himself to open the door. And there stood Michael almost filling the
doorway and as June had predicted he was dressed immaculately. She
asked if they would like a beer before venturing out and he accepted.
She could tell Alan was annoyed as he wanted to be off.
As they chatted June and Michael took the sofa and Alan sat in an
armchair. Michael excusing himself asked for the toilet and on
returning sat on the arm of the chair Alan was seated on putting is arm
on the back rest. June murmured the word, ?Cosy,? just loud enough for
them to hear and had Alan blushing for the third time that evening.
Michael said it was time to head off and gave June a peck on the cheek
and then headed to the door. Alan felt he should also give June a kiss
before he left and this was June?s opportunity to spray a little
perfume on the back of his neck from the bottle she has kept hidden for
that purpose.
Alan pulled back with a start glaring at her but it was too late as
Michael with great authority told him it was time to be getting along
and just before June closed the door she heard Michael tell Alan that
someone sure smells nice. Once again she saw Michael open the
passenger door for Alan and smiled to herself as she got on the phone
to Mora.
Mora picked up June five minutes later and they headed into town where
they knew Michael was about to bring Alan. The place was called the Q
Bar.
When they were under way Michael told Alan that they would go somewhere
else first and when they parked across the street from the bar Alan was
reluctant to get out of the vehicle. Undeterred Michael walked around
to the passenger door and helped him out, maybe a bit forcible. Alan
knew of Q Bar, but had never been. It had a reputation as a same
couples meeting place. He had passed by several times but never had
the courage to go in.
June and Mora arrived minutes earlier and were hidden from view in a
back corner ordering from a waiter as they watched the pair arrive.
Michael guided Alan to a table in full view of the women where they
could use their phones to take photos of them. With Alan sitting down
Michael went to the bar to get the drinks. He arrived back with a beer
for himself and a sparkling wine for Alan. Alan eyed his drink and
they could hear Michael tell him that it was fine and that he could be
himself now as they were alone.
The ladies phones were clicking away as Michael then put his arm about
Alan and kissed him long and hard on the lips. The night wore on and
as Alan got drunk he seemed to relax and gave every indication that he
was enjoying himself. A small band started up later and they got a few
more pics of Alan and Michael dancing with two transvestites. The
ladies felt they had seen enough and left for home.
What June missed but which Michael told her of later on the phone when
Alan had gone to bed, which he did the minute he got in the door, was
the blow job he got from Alan sitting in the car outside their home.
He laughed and said that he needs to work on it and then told June that
once a man sucks another man off from that moment on nothing but that
will ever satisfy him again. He said he was speaking from experience.
Alan did not get up until midday and when he did come into the kitchen
he was greeted with a hug from June which completely surprised him.
She told him to get some coffee into himself, get cleaned up, because
they have been invited around to Mora and Michael?s home for a barbeque
they were having with a few friends.
She told him while he was getting ready she would get a salad to take
round. Mora said to just bring themselves and their bathing suits and
she said she would get them and he should dig out a nice bottle of
wine.
He was not sure if he wanted to see Michael again so soon after last
night. He had never done what he had done last night. He had thought
about, fantasized maybe, but never actually done it. In the shower he
reasoned they would not be alone, there would be others about and once
again thought about not only bringing the Saunders onto the books of
the firm, but perhaps a few of their wealthy friends. That would
certainly impress Guy, the senior partner.
They arrived at the Saunders place to discover it was a gated residence
and had to talk through an outside speaker before the gate opened up
for them. A short driveway led to a magnificent mansion which was
almost impossible to believe that it was right in the heart of the
city. It was so well hidden from view that it could have easily been
out in the country.
Mora greeted them and told them that unfortunately their other friends
would not be arriving, she said the Burnes and the Timbles both had
shares in a race horse and were off to the track to watch him winning,
or so they hoped. They also said that they would try and drop by
later. This had an immediate effect on Alan, who did not want to be
alone with Michael.
After a quick tour from Mora, leaving Alan breathless with amazement at
the lavish furniture and the valuable artwork they followed her out the
back where Michael was firing up barbeque beside the swimming pool. He
was already in trunks and Alan could not help himself appraise his
body. Knowing what was hidden in his trunks brought a flush to his
face.
Michael handed him a beer and made no mention about the previous
evening. Just inquired how he was and asked him if he?d brought his
togs. He replied that June had brought them and that as soon as the
ladies had changed and returned he would get them from her. Meanwhile
they discussed last night?s game that they had only read about or heard
the score on the radio.
June returned and Alan asked where his togs were, she asked back had he
not brought them, and he said that she had told him she would bring
them. Once again the final part of the plan was set in motion.
Mora told them both not to argue, that she would find a pair for Alan
and went into the house. June deliberately asked questions about the
football match and demanded to know where they went after the game and
wanted an explanation of the reasons her husband arrived home at two
o?clock in the morning without any underwear.
She knew the reason, he had wet them and she had actually found them
where he had thrown them in the bush. He was just beginning to
remember that and the memory was bringing on another blush. Her
husband who two days ago had been unflappable was becoming a serial
blusher, she mused.
Mora arrived back and handed Alan a pair of black togs, or so he
thought. They were in fact a pair of women?s plain, but good quality
cotton knickers. As he opened them up and realised what they were he
turned and looked at the three people staring back. Now do not go all
silly on us, Mora said to him, and if it was not for the little bow on
the front they could pass for speedos.
With everyone giving encouragement and telling him it did not matter he
gave in and got changed. Coming out he felt strange, this was a whole
new feeling. He felt he was opening himself to the world and found it
impossible to focus on the three faces grinning at him.
Even when they were telling him how well he looked or when June, who
could not help herself snapped the elastic around his bum and Michael
gave a wolf whistle he felt he was in a completely different place.
When they finally got into the water after a few more beers, only then
did he come back to reality. And that was - here I am wearing a pair
of women?s undies, with my wife and her friend, having a beer with a
man who I had sex with last night.
After the swim they had some food and after that lay on loungers by the
pool. They had decided that as Alan had done nothing for the barbeque.
He had not cooked, had not prepared the food and had drunk most of his
host?s beer it would be his job to make sure that everyone?s glass was
kept full.
He obliged and they all knew that he was enjoying striding around naked
except for his black cotton togs with the cute bow on the front, and he
knew it himself. Mora told where to find the suntan lotion and he
began to apply it to June?s back. Mora said that it was her turn and
he never batted an eye lid when she removed her top. Alan began
applying the lotion in slow circles to her tummy and breasts.
Bit it was only when Michael said that he was next that Alan starting
to show signs of arousal. Michael had taken off his trunks and Alan
began on his back, moving slowly down to his bottom and legs. His
concentration was so riveted to what he was doing he never even noticed
that both women had their phones out and were recording him.
Michael turned over and Alan despite starting to rub the lotion on his
chest could not keep his eyes off his penis, which was beginning to
stiffen. So taken was he with Michael?s penis that he gave up all
pretence of putting on suntan lotion and began licking his balls and
very soon had his lips around Michael?s penis.
He could hear the women cheer and calling out, ?Go for it Alice,? and
it did not register that they were addressing him. Not till later that
is. That was it, June had all she needed. When he had finished and
looked around with Michael?s cum all over his face he knew he was no
longer been cheered on and seeing the look of sadness on June?s face
and the look of amusement Mora?s said it all.
Mora got up and took his hand and led him inside to the shower, he
could not think of anything to say. When she had dried him off she led
him to her wardrobe and found a clean pair of knickers and a summer
frock and had him put them on. She found him a pair of Michael?s girly
sandals and then brought him back to June. All this happened without
him saying a word.
While he was inside getting dressed June was busy sending the video she
had recorded between Michael and Alan, making sure that Michael would
be unrecognisable to Guy at the law firm telling him she would be in
early to explain everything.
Mora brought back a shell-shocked Alan and this time June took his hand
and said that it was time to take our leave. She instructed him to
give Michael and Mora a kiss and thank them for a wonderful afternoon.
This he did without questioning it and then followed June to their car.
That night he tossed and turned and could not get to sleep. And when
he did he would wake up five minutes later having nightmares about what
happened at the barbeque. When he finally did manage to sleep he awoke
finding himself still wearing the clothes that Mora had put on him and
discovered that it was ten o?clock and that June was not home.
He got up, showered, dressed and as he could not face breakfast drove
directly to work. Although he had not taken over his new office yet as
he was only made partner on Friday, two days ago, he went directly
there. His new secretary, whom he had never met, told him the office
was locked and that she was told to tell him that he was to wait
outside the meeting room.
The smirk on her face told him that whatever was about to happen was
not going to be good. He had to walk past all the under clerks and
other secretaries and most could not hide their grins. He was forced
to endure 30 minutes of whispering, with the name Alice being repeated
over and over, before he was shown into the meeting room.
Sitting around the table were Guy, the senior partner, Gerald and
Bruce, the other partners and June. June looked very elegant in a
trouser suit flicking a pen up and down on a writing pad in front of
her. Mora had provided the suit.
Something disturbing has come to our attention Alan, Guy began, but
before we start, he continued, we need you to explain this video.
He was told they would accept nothing but a resignation. The revulsion
on the men?s faces at what they seen in the video was all too obvious
and there would be no reprieve. He was entitled to take the firm to
court if he wished but that would only destroy any chance of him ever
finding employment again if this video was to get out. They would give
him a month?s salary and that would be the end of it.
The video had got out and the most likely suspect was one of the
partners.
June took him home after the meeting and told him that what he was
feeling right now he would get past. She told him that even if he
could not find employment she could keep both of them now that she
would be on a partner?s salary. He could even just stay at home and
become a kind of housewife.
She told him that with all the new responsibilities that she would be
taken on at the firm it would be nice to come home to a cooked meal and
a tidy house. Yes Alice, she said, I believe you are going to make a
perfect housewife and if you feel the need to have a boyfriend that?s
fine with me. There is no shame in being gay. Surely you are now free
of all the pretence and can be who you really are.
She continued with, ?You know a gay man once told me that once a man
gives another man a blow joy, there is nothing that will ever satisfy
him again other than to give another man a blow job. It will occupy
his mind all the time and he will never lose the desire to suck cock.
When he looks at another man he will visualise that part of him he
desires most. Oh, and the man who told me that also told me you needed
to work on it,? she concluded.
He cut a lonely figure as he entered the front door of their home and
as she drove back to the office June felt she had done the right thing
in outing him and that soon he would thank her and appreciate what she
had done.
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