Pilates Club | A Fantastic Plan

It was midmorning, and Kristy set up the studio for the next session. She loved Pilates and opened this Pilates studio about 10 years ago. That was straight out of college, majoring in criminology. And as a result she understood enough about human behavior to get around in life and loved Pilates, so she took a gamble on herself.

Suffice it to say, it paid off. Her studio was a success. She always had new clients, and of course, her regulars were amazing. Over the years, her classes had catered primarily to women, but that didn't mean the men weren't allowed or didn't show up. It just meant they were few and far between.

After she'd cleaned up all the machines and tidied all the equipment, she made her way over to the computer. Clicking around, she found today's signup sheet and scrolled down to the next class. There was the usual cast of characters, plus some new names she'd never seen before, which of course was fine. Then, right near the end, she saw the name "Anthony," and she knew it must be a man. Which of course wasn't an issue, but it caught her eye and made a part of her happy. She always thought that if she could get more men into Pilates, she could double her income.

Heading back to the cool-down room, she poured some fancy cucumber water into a glass bottle, then headed up front when she heard the first of this afternoon's class come in. They nodded and exchanged pleasantries. In the parking lot, she saw a shiny red sports car pull up. Immediately, she knew this was Anthony. Stepping out of the car, he was taller than most and had on a simple pair of well-worn jeans. She noted they fit tight in all the right places. And a plain white tee-shirt that had too been well-worn. The ensemble looked a bit contrived, like he was trying too hard. He was carrying a bag, which meant he would need to change.

"You must be Anthony." Kristy said, greeting him at the door. She stuck out her hand to shake. His hand was heavy and firm in hers. "There is a changing room in the back. Most of the time, the ladies never lock or close their doors. I recommend you do." She smiled and thought a little flirting never hurt anyone.

"Tony." He said.

"Excuse me?"

"You are right. My name is Anthony, but everyone just calls me Tony. I just moved out here from Brooklyn, and they just call me Tony. Anyway, I hope this place works out. I love Pilates." His accent hit hard on the word "Pilates," and Kristy stifled a giggle.

"Great to have you. We will get started as soon as you've changed." Kristy liked him already. He was quite the character.

She couldn't help but notice more than a few of the other ladies in class watched him as he went to the changing room. There were some flushed faces and wry smiles amongst the lot of them.

He came out in skin-tight yoga pants that stopped just above the ankle. He had no shirt, and his abs were on full display. A silent lull went through the studio when he arrived.

"What the hell are you doing?" Kristy ran over to him like she needed to snuff out a fire.

"Oh, I only brought the one shirt, and I didn't want it to get all funky. Sorry. I figured it was alright. That's my bad." Said Tony.

Kristy moved him to behind her desk as she pulled out a shirt from her own stash of swag. "Here, put this on."

"Oh, I can pay you for this. Sorry, I didn't really think about this part. I just saw you the other day from the parking lot, and I saw how pretty you were, and I thought taking your class would be a good way to get to know you." He said, sliding the shirt over his head.

She was happy they were away from the group in the corner. There was no way to know if they overheard him, but she could feel all of the other ladies' eyes burning into her back. Did he just say I was pretty? Is he fucking hitting on me? She thought.

"Come on, I don't like to start late." Heading off to the head of the class, she turned up the music and got the class started.

The rest of the class went on without any further oddities. Although Kirsty kept her eye on Tony. She told herself it was because he couldn't be trusted. The truth was, he was hot, and she couldn't stop the thoughts of his body on hers from puddling in her mind.

Of course, he waited till everyone had left and then went to change. Coming out of the back, he smiled at Kristy behind her desk in her office. "Hey, I was wondering if you had a moment. I have a proposal for you."

"Yeah, what's that?" Kristy knew he was going to ask to take her out.

He stood up straighter as he stepped further into the office. "I wanted to sleep with you. And I'll pay for it."

She felt like he was suddenly too close; the heat radiated off him. "Excuse me?" This was not what she expected. "Who the hell do you think you are?"

"Well, I'm a businessman, and you seem like a businesswoman. What I am proposing is nothing more than a business transaction. I'm open to negotiating a price that works best for you." He said with an effortless tone, that suggested indifference.

Pulling the biggest number she could think of, she said, "Fine, ten thousand dollars." In an effort to blow him off.

"Done. Do you want that as cash or can I transfer it directly to your business account?" He winked at her.

This had gone further than she'd expected, but she decided that the money was perfect. Hell, 45 minutes ago, she would have slept with him for free. "Cash. Get a hotel and text me the address. Let's do this tonight. I've got other commitments this week. Let's say around 10 p. m." She was embarrassed with how thin her voice seemed, wanting to sound more commanding. It felt more mousy than she would've liked. But he didn't even notice.

Tony noted in his mind that he had about four hours to get things in place. "Perfect." They exchanged numbers. He smiled and headed back out to his fancy sports car. He had to get to his house to pick up the cash, then find a suitable hotel as well as shower and dress for the occasion, and wasted no time.

The second he tore out of the parking lot, Kristy was on the phone with her best friend, Claudia.

"Girl, you'll never believe what just happened." Kristy didn't even bother with pleasantries. Then she told the entire story of what just happened in the sort of detail that only women could provide.

"What if he is a murder or some sort of sicko?" Claudia's words of caution caught them both off guard as Kristy hadn't thought about that.

"You got a good point. Well, as soon as I get the address, I'll send it to you and share my location just in case there's trouble." Kristy said.

"Bitch, I'll be in the lounge of the hotel with a drink till I know you're safe. So yeah, get me the address." Claudia countered.

With a nervous laugh, Kirsty acknowledged her. "Meet me at my place as soon as you can so you can help me get dressed. I've never dressed for anything like this."

When Kristy got home, she saw Claudia's car parked outside her house. They met at the door and headed to the bedroom. There, they went over a bunch of options.

Settling on one, Claudia held it over Kirsty's shoulders as they looked in the mirror. "This one says I'm here to fuck, but I also mean business." Said Claudia.

The dress only accentuated Kristy's inherent beauty. With dark, flowing brown hair and dark doe eyes, the dress really made her tits pop, and she liked that. "Come here, let's see what it would look like on you." Kristy maneuvered Claudia to the front.

Claudia's jet-black hair with all its volume was also fine and fleeting. Her dark eyes and Japanese skin matched the dress as well. "You look amazing." Kristy said. "Maybe you should be doing this."

"Umm, he is paying to be with you. He doesn't know me. Besides, he may not even be into Asians." Claudia said jokingly.

Deciding in the end to just drive together, Kristy looked dazzling and could have blown anyone over with a simple glance. Whereas Claudia decided to go in "disguise," she was wearing a trench coat with the color turned up, dark sunglasses, and a fedora. She looked comically conspicuous. Only she wouldn't allow this any other way.

Once in the hotel, Claudia set up at the bar where she could keep an eye on the bar as Kristy headed up.

Looking down at the phone, Kristy verified she was at the right door before knocking. Tony came to the door; he was wearing only silk boxers, and the room was dimly lit. When she stepped in, she saw the king-sized bed over in the corner and the glass that wrapped around this corner suite. Los Angeles was always so breathtaking at night, especially from this height. She couldn't help but pause a moment to enjoy the view of the city.

"Where would you like me to start?" She said.

"I would like you to start by sucking my cock." It was at this point Kristy noticed he was holding a pillow in his hands. "Get on your knees. Leave the dress on for now." He pulled down his boxers, and his more than adequate member flopped out.

On her knees, she could smell the scented soap he must have recently used. Reaching up, she grabbed the base and stroked gently. Then, she placed the tip in her mouth, thinking that she had just crossed the line into the oldest profession. His cock responded to her wet lips with growing and stiffening. Soon, it filled her and pushed back on her throat. When she couldn't take more of it, he bunched up her hair and pushed her head so she could take him deeper. She gasped at first, then learned how to breathe between thrusts and through her nose.

Soon, he was moaning, and she could taste the pre-cum dripping into her. Then, he pulled out. "Get up. Take off everything."

She had spent a lot of time on the underwear she wore. "Everything?" She asked.

"I don't want you to have a thread on. I want to see every inch of your body so I can figure out the best way to fuck you." He said and stood back as she skimmed out of her dress.

His expression didn't change till she peeled the bra and panties off. He got close and inspected her curves and crevices. She felt more exposed than she ever had with any lover. Reaching out, he grabbed her ass and squeezed it hard, first one side, then the other. Then, standing in front of her, she gently held a breast in each hand; it seemed like he was weighing them. Picking them up and dropping them several times, he enjoyed their bounce. Then, he circled her a few more times.

"On the bed. Hands and knees. I want to taste you before I take you." His voice seemed to have a harder edge than Kirsty remembered. But she couldn't tell if it was all imagined.

Crawling on the bed, she pointed her ass towards the foot of the bed. Taking his time and still standing, he slapped her ass then spread her apart to get a good view of her holes. Her asshole looked too good to be true, he thought. But the pussy was starting to darken with blood as her arousal increased, the lips pursed like a little fist. He began by getting his tongue deep inside her pussy and enjoyed all of her flavors. She moaned slightly, and he could taste the shifts in her.

Finding her clit, he gave it some special attention with his fingers. She got louder and only started to taste sweeter. He plowed on, determined to make her cum at least once tonight. Soon, he could feel her tensing up around his face. Her skin started to feel different, and her breathing was getting heavier. She shouted out for him not to stop. So, he didn't and just went harder and faster.

"Oh my! Oh yes, keep licking me! I'm cumming." With a yelp and whimper, she collapsed.

She didn't get to see the smile on his face; she didn't have time. He got on the bed and pulled her back up at the hips; his cock was rock hard. It filled her in a way she wasn't expecting, and it was amazing. He slid right in, and she was so tight he nearly popped; he had to think about baseball just to stop his nut.

Slapping her ass, she bucked a bit, then he began his fuck session. Driving slow and steady in and out of her. Each pass pink tight band of vagina brought him closer to dropping a huge load deep inside her. Soon, his pacing was out of his control, and an animalism took over him; he got faster and faster. Then he finally exploded deep inside of her, as stream after spurting stream flowed out of him. He felt like a geyser bursting, his hot load deep into her.

She collapsed on the bed, and he could see his seed spill out from between her tight pussy and was amused with his work. While she caught her breath, he went to the suitcase he had in the closet and pulled out two stacks of bills, 5 grand each of banded 100s.

Tossing them on the bed near her head, "As promised, ten large. You were amazing, by the way. I enjoyed doing business with you."

Turning her head, Kristy's eye grew when she saw the money; suddenly, she felt revitalized. Whatever shame she'd felt washed away when she flipped through the stacks. "Likewise, I enjoyed our time together here tonight." Getting up off the bed, she grabbed her clothes to clean up and dress in the bathroom.

After putting herself back together, she texted Claudia to let her know that she was still alive and that she would be down soon. Stepping out of the bathroom, Tony was still nude but now in front of her.

"If you could arrange a threesome, me, you, and a second girl, I'll pay you double." He said with all seriousness.

Nodding, she smiled at him, "I'll see what I can do. Give me a couple of days to set something up." She had an idea, just needed to finalize it, but the money was more than good enough. "I'm sure I can find someone adequately suited for your needs." Then she stepped out into the hall.

In the elevator down, she decided to ask Claudia but had no idea if she would be interested. She came up with a plan on how to get her onboard before the elevator doors opened.

The ride home was full of the usual details that encompassed Kristy's storytelling. She went over all the ins and outs and explained how it made her feel before, during, and after. They both giggled when she mimicked how big he was with her hands.

Kristy told her everything but the last thing he mentioned. By this time, they got back to her house. Claudia had invited herself to stay the night.

After her shower, she found Claudia in the living room counting the money Kristy brought home.

"This is a lot of cash," Claudia said.

"Yeah, it is. Hey, I have a question for you. No pressure, but I thought I'd ask you first." Kristy paused for a moment before continuing. "He told me if I could set up a threesome, he'd pay me double." She paused to let it sink in and gauge her best friend's response.

Immediately, she responded. "Absolutely not! What makes you think I'd possibly entertain an idea like that?" Claudia wasn't angry; it was just her words.

"I'll split it all with you. That's what you have there plus the 20 grand. That makes give you fifteen thousand dollars for one night's work." Kristy used Tony's words against Claudia.

This time, she didn't answer right away. She uncrossed her legs, then recrossed them the opposite direction. Taking a deep breath, she looked up at her best friend. "I'll do it." She smiled.

Kristy was relieved. "I'd rather do this with you than anyone else. We need wine." She said, heading to the kitchen for a bottle and some cups.

After a bottle and a half between them, they began plans and texted Tony that it was on. He demanded nude pics of Claudia before he agreed, so Kristy stripped her down and did some of her in a bra and panties, then some of her completely nude. Various poses to show off her pussy and other wonderful attributes.

When they'd sent them all, he gave an enthusiastic thumbs up, and the date was set for the weekend. Giving them 3 days to prep.

After her third glass of wine, Claudia fell asleep on the couch, and Kristy was close behind her.

It wasn't till the night before that they even spoke of the "event" as they started calling it over texts. Claudia insisted on coming over to discuss matters and make final plans. She was nervous and didn't know how to get rid of the jitters, so she thought over planning and discussing all possible possibilities would help.

It was around 9 p. m. Friday night when Claudia showed back up at Kristy's house. When she came through the door, she was a flurry of nerves and motions. "So, I don't know how this is going to work," she said. She'd never been with a woman before, and even though they'd seen each other naked tons of times over the years, even back in college. She'd never had sex with her best friend and was a little freaked out. "Do you think it will be fine?" she said.

Kristy was standing in front of her and motioned for her to sit at the kitchen table. Before she said anything, she naturally just got them both some wine. After a few sips between them, she spoke. "Is there something I can do to help put you at ease? You seemed fine when you focused on the money." Kristy grabbed the top of her friend's hand.

Claudia's face went flush from the touch. Her thoughts revealing themselves. "I've never been with a girl, and I just don't know if he will be able to tell or if he even cares. I'm all in my head," she said, casting her eyes away from her friend's gaze.

Kristy sat back, knowing now what needed to be done. She made light of it. "We are just going to have to practice on ourselves. I've always known you wanted to sleep with me. Now's your chance." She chuckled and sat back in her chair letting the quip stick in the silence around them.

At first, Claudia was exasperated. Then she saw the smirk on Kristy's face. "Now's not the time for jokes." She crossed her arms and pouted.

Kristy stood up and drew closer to her. "I'm sorry. I was trying to lighten the mood. Obviously, I'm failing. Stand up and kiss me. We'll practice."

Doing as she was told, Claudia stood and kissed her by leaning in with her arms at her sides like a robot.

"That's no good. Natural like you want it. Like you at least like me a little." Kristy said.

Claudia put her arm around Kristy's waist and pulled. They were chest to chest now, breasts squished against each other. They embraced in a forceful kiss, that eluded them both. Kristy could feel the uncertainty in the kiss, so she grabbed Claudia's ass like men had grabbed her own so many times. It felt familiar and sexy to do it to another girl. Claudia let out a soft moan, and her tongue came out and danced in Kristy's mouth.

After nearly an eternity, they stepped back from one another. It was Kristy who broke the silence. "You're a great kisser. I enjoyed that. It doesn't change the way I feel about you. Should it?"

After a beat of consideration, Claudia said, "no, it shouldn't change how we feel about each other. Maybe we could be closer friends, but I don't want a relationship with you." Now with more certainty, she said, "I think we need to go all the way. We should go down on each other or have sex, I guess. I'm not sure what the nomenclature is around this. I think it's sex. Yeah, let's go with 'do the sex' with each other."

Kristy couldn't help but laugh. "I hope you don't talk to men this way. If you do, then they are dumber than I could have thought. Because that term is not sexy at all."

They both laughed. Then Claudia said, "You know what I mean. Let's go fuck!" She lowered her voice to mimic a man.

Holding hands, they made their way to the bedroom and kissed again once passed the door. They paused long enough to get down to just their underthings.

It was Claudia this time who spoke first. "Wow, the design on your bra is beautiful." She stroked the outside of her breast. Along the design of the lace. "Look, your panties match. Mine are just plain black cotton."

"Yeah, maybe, but that thong is doing you all sorts of favors. Look at that tushy of yours. I just want to take a small nibble out of it." Kristy said. Slowly, she pulled the black thong down, exposing a small, dark patch of hair cut perfectly just above Claudia's clit. She brushed it with her thumb and felt the bra fall to the floor.

"Now I'm overdressed." Kristy pulled her bra off and let it fall as well when she skimmed out of her panties. It was then that Claudia started sucking on one of her nipples and placed the other between her thumb and forefinger, squeezing both till Kristy had to push her back.

They both knew it was time and got to the bed and pulled back the covers and got back at it. First, Claudia threw one of her legs over and pinned down Kristy to kiss her. As they made out, Kristy wiggled her arm between them and inserted two fingers inside her pussy, responding. Claudia pushed down on her fingers and bit the lower lip of her best friend.

Soft moans filled the room as Claudia started to ride those fingers and stare deeply into her friend's eyes. A tight orgasm went through her, and she climbed off and spread Kristy's legs. "I've never done this, so guide me if you can. I want to be good at this."

The soft pink folds of Kristy's vagina were intimidating at first. But then she started just licking the outer lips and tip of the clit, and she could feel Kristy melt beneath her. She was starting to get the hang of it, and the taste was out of this world. It was similar to her own that she'd only tasted secondhand off another man's dick but also distinctly different.

Kristy pushed and grinned into her mouth and tongue. Claudia took this as a good sign and decided to try a finger. Starting with just one, she pushed it in and found the G-spot. She knew she'd hit it when the moans got louder.

"Put your fingers in me, please." Kristy was panting now and close to her first orgasm. She wanted more. Put a finger in my ass.

For the first time, Claudia knew what her best friend's asshole and vagina felt like from the inside. She didn't entirely know how to feel about it as Kristy came in her mouth and with three fingers stretching her dark ring.

"Hot damn. You know how to make this lady blush." Kristy was covered in a thin bead of sweat and got up. There was clearly no need for further instructions.

Both on their knees, they kissed some more, then Kristy pushed her friend down. Claudia looked up, and Kristy noticed her face was still wet with her juices. "Don't be gentle with me. I like it deep and hard, and don't touch my butthole till I say so." Claudia's voice was covered in lust but was still very girly.

When she went down on Claudia, Kristy was intrigued by how pretty the pussy looked before her. She went to work on the clit right away, finding it with the tip of her tongue. She was fascinated with how she could control this woman beneath her with a slight nibble or tug. Or how she could get a moan with a deep, lingering lick. For a moment she forgot that they were friends and only thought of her as a lover.

Claudia was a lot quicker to the brink of orgasm than her friend was. Maybe because she'd been turned on longer, or maybe that's just her biology. Now, one knew, but as she got closer, Claudia called out. "Gently push one finger in my ass."

Kristy pushed to the first knuckle. "Deeper." Claudia's voice grew desperate with need.

She pushed down to the second knuckle and wiggled her finger around some. "Another finger. Please." Claudia cried out.

She made room for her second finger and pushed it deep inside of Claudia. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum, Kris. Make me cum!" She screamed and came hard.

Kristy crawled up and laid down next to Claudia, both smelling of sex. Both exhausted and intoxicated by their actions.

"Well, we did it. I don't think I'm going to be a full-blown lesbian anytime soon, but I'd fuckin' let you fuck me again in a pinch." Said Claudia. She had a big smile on her face having enjoyed her own crudity.

"I knew you wanted me! I could just tell! And I feel the same way. I'd place you well above at least half the men I've ever been with. So, are you ready to fuck this guy together?" Asked Kristy.

"You know it! Honestly, I can't wait. It's not even really about the money. I mean it is about the money but it's also about the adventure of it. Doing something so naughty with you. That's fun part." Claudia said, getting out of bed. "I'm going to take a shower, but don't interrupt me; you've had enough of this for now." She wiggled her booty on her way to the bathroom.

Tony had set up the exact same hotel suite as before, and the girls were now in a ride share to the hotel. They felt strong and excited as they headed through the lobby.

In the elevator, they checked each other over and made sure everything was in place. They were dressed to kill. Kristy flattened a small fold in Claudia's dress. The door opened, and they headed towards the door.

Before Kristy knocked on the door, she grabbed Claudia's hand. Tony opened the door, and they stepped in.

Yet again, he was wearing only his boxers. "Come on in, ladies, make yourself comfortable. Kristy, I know. What's your name, beautiful?" He asked as he looked her up and down.

"My name is Claudia. It's a pleasure to meet you. I hope I can please you like Kristy has." Her voice was more meek than she'd expected, and it made her feel a bit off. Claudia looked up at him.

Smiling down at her, he said, "I can promise you I'm already pleased." He paused and took a few steps back. "Now, take off your dress and get in the bed."

"Which one of us?" Claudia asked.

Smiling, he brought his hand to his chin. "Good question. Both. I want both of you nude and on the bed. I'd like to watch you two play." He took a few steps back to give them room to undress.

Claudia was on the bed first, nude and kneeling in the center of the bed. Kristy squirmed out of yet another dress, and this time she made a mental note to wear something easier to take off if there was going to be a next time. Then she got on the bed on her knees in front of Claudia, it felt amazing to expose herself like this.

They started making out and wrapped their arms around each other. Kristy went low and grabbed both sides of her ass; she felt a soft moan in her mouth. Then Claudia slid a hand in between them and fingered Kristy's clit.

Tony's eyes were wild with excitement. "Yes, that's good, girls. Now lay down; I want to see you two sixty-nine each other. No cheating either; I want to see you lapping each other up." He looked like the cat who ate the canary.

The girls moved into position with Kristy on the bottom, Claudia on top. Now, both lengthwise along the foot of the bed, Claudia dug into her companion's vagina with her tongue. At the same time, Kristy pulled down on her hips to move her bestie since middle school's pussy onto her face so she could grind her clit on Kristy's chin. The room fell away, and the two of them just enjoyed one another's lust.

"Yes. Oh yes. This is good. You girls look so hot." Tony said, standing off to the side, now completely nude and rock hard, stroking his cock in his hand. He was taking his time, watching the girls he was finding this to be a new kink for him. "When you're ready, I want the new girl riding me, and I want Kristy mounting my face; I want to taste you, girl. Only not yet; this is too good."

The girls didn't stop what they were doing at all and just kept at it. Meanwhile, Tony started to stroke himself to the point of edging. Letting go of his cock, he needed to steady himself with deep breathing and got his cum point to back down. He moved from one side of the bed to the other, enjoying the view of tongues and lips smashing to wet folds while the room filled with soft feminine moans. Unconsciously, he started to stroke himself and again.

On top, Claudia could feel her old confidant tense and could feel her vagina start to quiver, and she knew Kristy would cum soon. The thought excited her, and she licked her clit with more zeal, driving Kristy to an intense orgasm that rippled through her.

Having watched it all unfold, Tony almost popped all over the bedspread by himself and had to steady himself again. He turned with his cock rigidly perpendicular and looked out over the Los Angeles skyline to really let it settle. "Fuck," he said under his breath. Even if he'd said it out loud, the girls wouldn't have noticed they were in their own sex bubble.

After a long while, he said, "I'm ready to fuck. I want you both."

Pulling her head up, Claudia smiled, and Kristy turned to look at him with desire in her eyes. They decoupled, and Tony crawled in between them, face up and ready for them. Claudia mounted his dick, and as his cock pushed its way into her, he said, "I've never been with an Asian girl."

Smiling and enjoying the feel of cock filling her, she looked down at him. "I'm Japanese; both my parents were born there." She said not knowing why he would care at this moment and regretting having said it. Now taking him to the hilt, his cock turned in a way that pushed right on her most sensitive spot, and she knew she'd cum soon.

With a single finger, he signaled to Kristy to get on his face. She gingerly lowered her freshly fucked pussy down on this man's face. Instantly, he attacked her clit; she felt a shiver move through her again now she was out of control.

Soon, Claudia was setting the pace for the three of them, riding him hard. She leaned in, and kissed Kristy; they grabbed each other passionately as they tasted each other on their mouths and lips; they moaned and yelped with pleasure. Reaching up, Kristy pinched Claudia's nipples, and she changed her pacing on Tony's cock. Kristy enjoyed the ability to control them through her friend's tits.

From below, Tony bellowed, "I'm gonna cum!"

Both girls looked up into each other's eyes. There was a sense of understanding between them. This was different than just being with one another. This was yet another line they crossed together. This was both business and pleasure. With smiles, they felt Tony explode, releasing stream after stream of hot cum into Claudia. He motioned with his arms, and they pulled off him.

Kristy could see a bit of cum spilling out of her new business partner. She decided to go and clean that up for her. She attacked her vagina and enjoyed the taste of her and Tony commingled in her mouth. This time, Tony looked like he was on the verge of sleep, so the girls got up and started getting dressed.

As they were putting on their shoes, Tony sat up. "I put your money in the top drawer over there." He pointed to the dresser in the far corner, and Claudia went to retrieve it. "Listen, I have a lot of friends that would be interested in your services. They all have deeper pockets than I do. Could I pass along your number?"

Kristy took a moment to look over at Claudia, who nodded as she put the banded hundreds into her purse. "Yeah, I think that would work just fine. Let them know they'll have to come to my Pilates studio so I can meet them first. And of course, you're always welcome back."

Satisfied in all meaning of the word, Tony laid back down. "Expect calls as soon as tomorrow morning. And thank you, you girls are simply amazing. I'm giving them all my review of your overall performance. Trust me, it will be enthusiastic and fruitful for you."

"Looking forward to it. Thanks, Tony. It was a pleasure doing business with you." Kristy said.

In the elevator back to the lobby, Kristy said, "You'll be Vice President. You've already been sworn in. Obviously." Mockingly she rolled her eyes.

Claudia smiled; she liked the sound of that. "Let's get back to your place, and we will plan out our next move." She moved a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "I don't know about you, but I could use a shower and some damn sleep. So no funny business; this shop is closed for at least 24 hours while under maintenance." Give Kristy a fake pout and crossing her arms.

They both laughed; the giggles and laughter continued in the car. When they got back to Kristy's house, Claudia took a shower in the guest bathroom while Kristy used hers. Showered and in their PJs, they met in the living room, where Kristy already had wine poured and set for consumption.

Soon they were dressed for bed, and Claudia opted to sleep in the guest room, which was just fine; they both needed it and to spend some time alone. Both fell asleep quickly; Kristy planned on splitting up the money in the morning. They'd left it all in her freezer, and the thought of 30 grand in cold, hard cash made Kristy giggle as she drifted off to sleep.

When Kristy woke up, she went to her bathroom to pee, then she brushed her teeth. Surprised by her face in the mirror. It wasn't that she didn't recognize herself, but she started to see how she might be pretty. She'd always thought her brown hair and brown eyes were bland. Now, looking at her face and the memories of what she'd gone through in the last week, she could see how some could find her desirable.

As she found a pair of jeans to scuttle over her bum, she could smell Claudia making breakfast. Looking through her closet, she found a cute top and pulled some sneakers out of the closet and pushed her feet in.

"Look at you. Thanks for making breakfast." Kristy sat at the table and served herself some scrambled eggs and took a slice of bacon off the charger-rimmed plate.

"You're welcome, but I promise you this was a selfish move. I woke up starving." Claudia came around with a French press coffee carafe and two mugs for them, cream and sugar already laid out. She handed coffee over to Kristy and continued. "You know I was thinking about the money. We can't just put it in our bank."

Something Kristy hadn't thought of, and she cursed herself for it. "Shit, you're right." Working on her second piece of bacon, she went on. "Actually, wait. Isn't Stacy an accountant or something?"

"Yeah, I think she'd be a financial advisor or something like that. Hold on, let me text her. She would help us." Claudia started typing. "Wait, we need to think about who we tell and who we bring into the fold." She put her phone down on the table. "Plus, if we get more money, we will need to know how to manage that."

Kristy just remembered she left her phone in the bedroom and jogged off to get it and came back with a stark look on her face as she looked at the tiny screen. "Wowie, zowie! There are 25 texts here from 17 new numbers. They all want to come by the studio and work something out. We need to schedule these. With 17 clients, we potentially stand to make one hundred and seventy thousand dollars. Fuck me, running. We're gonna need a secretary just to respond to all these guys." A worried look wrinkled her face.

Perking up, Claudia served herself some eggs and placed them near her slice of toast. "You're right. I say we call Marry Anne; she's always got her shit together and ask her to be our secretary and Stacy to be our treasurer. The sooner, the better; the iron is hot, and we shouldn't miss this opportunity." She said.

Her pragmatism was something Kristy always admired about her. "Yeah, text them and invite them to a girls' lunch. On us, as soon as possible." Kristy was excited; this was like the time she first went into business for herself.

Claudia nodded, and her thumbs were a blur with activity as she set up a group chat with the four of them and corralled the other ladies. Soon, they had a time and place set up for lunch today. It was a cute Mexican place near the beach in Venice, and according to Stacy, they had the best margaritas. Kristy's eyes nearly fell out of her head as she rolled them back after reading that in the group chat. Stacy was laughably basic, and Marry Anne was just excited to be included.

This time, they took Claudia's car and rode together. They listened to bubblegum pop and sang along to all the songs on their way to the beach to meet their friends like it was any random Saturday afternoon. They had a short walk from the parking spot to the restaurant; the view of the ocean was picturesque.

When they arrived, they saw Marry Anne at the table already. Always punctual and attentive, she waved them over. As they put in drink orders, Stacy messaged them all, saying she just parked. Soon, they were all there, and they spent a good half hour just catching up with each other before they even ordered food. Someone started a round of mimosas for the table, and they were starting to get loud.

Kristy fell quiet and leaned back in her chair to admire her friends before she spoke. Claudia noticed and looked over at her, and they exchanged understanding looks. Soon, the other girls noticed the relative stillness.

Having gently garnered their attention, Kristy spoke with an authority none of them had heard before. "Hello, ladies, recently, Claudia and I have come into a..." she was looking for the right word. "Into a situation, and we would like each of your expertise in various areas. Now, due to the sensitive nature of the topics I need to know I can trust you before we proceed. Is that something you two could provide?"

Stacy spoke first. "Why so cryptic? It's a bit dramatic, don't you think? Is this 'sensitive' topic you mention illegal?"

Without hesitation, "Yes. To put it simply. None of this is legal in any sense of the word." Kristy said clearly.

"I can handle that. You two can't be worse than most of my clients. They're all hiding money from something or someone. Be it either their wives mistress or taxes from some nation or another." Stacy picked up a lost piece of fruit from her plate and tossed it in her mouth with the nonchalance of a cocky teenager.

Again, silence surrounded them as their attention went to Marry Anne. It wasn't till she put down her mini muffin that she looked up. "Oh, are you waiting for me?" They all nodded at her. "Sorry, yeah, I'm totally in. Honestly, I'm just looking forward to working with you all. We haven't been all together on a project since high school, and that was like forever ago. I don't even know what you'd need me for, but I can't wait." Marry Anne's enthusiastically simple smile made the rest of them laugh.

Kristy and Claudia didn't want to get into details out in the open and convinced the girls to meet back up at Kristy's house for a barbecue by her pool so they could discuss details. Stacy and Marry Anne left them laughing back to their cars, and Kristy and Claudia needed to prep for the dinner party they were now hosting. It wasn't planned, but it felt like it was and started to move like a smooth comb through long hair.

Claudia nominated herself to handle the "grilling of meats," as she put it. While Kristy managed the bar, ensuring they had enough booze to sink a battleship, along with blowing up pool floaties. The other girls had messaged and would be here soon.

"How do you think this is going to go?" Claudia asked as she rearranged chicken and steaks to get good grill marks.

Tossing a giant rubber ducky into the pool, Kristy adjusted her bikini top. "Honestly, I don't know. It will be interesting to see what they have to say. I do feel like we can trust them either way." She was wearing a cherry-red bikini with white piping along the trim-line.

Claudia was wearing an electric blue bikini that Kristy thought really did her hips some favors and made her look good. Even though it was approaching 7pm the southern California sun still kept it hot on the pool deck at around 90 degrees. When the sun did go down, Kristy could turn on the decorative lights she'd strung up months ago should they still be outside.

After the other girls arrived, they stepped out onto the deck and saw Claudia grilling, and they immediately went to change into their bathing suits. Marry Anne was the first one back; her creamy peach bikini complemented her darker skin so well it was staggering. Stacy's bright red hair stood out against her emerald green bikini. The girls all had cocktails and found seats around the patio table.

All settled in, Claudia brought over a platter of grilled steaks and chicken. There were already salads and other accompaniments on the table. They all served themselves and began eating in relative silence. Kristy wanted them all to get some food and booze flowing through them before she brought up particulars.

A few minutes in, Kristy spoke to the group. "As I said at lunch, Claudia and I have run into some sensitive topics. Which I will discuss in length shortly. Also, I do not expect any of you to want to join us; all I ask is that whatever you hear tonight, you keep to yourselves." She paused as the girls nodded their affirmations.

"Excellent. About a week ago, I received a new client at my studio; his name is Tony. He propositioned me for ten thousand dollars. Which I accepted." Kristy started off right where she wanted.

"What do you mean 'propositioned?' Does that mean like he wants to marry you?" Marry Anne asked.

Stacy responded. "No, girl; it means he offered her money for sex."

Kristy continued. "Exactly. I told Claudia first because I had concerns of safety... and other things. Which she helped me with. After our first night together, he paid me all cash. And asked if I had a friend I could ask for a threesome in which he would pay me double. I asked Claudia to see if she was interested in the work and the money. Which she was, and last night was spent with us managing our client, Tony, at the hotel. Now we have thirty thousand dollars in cash that we need to split."

The new girls looked impressed and shared shocked glances. Stacy sort of had a feeling this might have something to do with illegal money but not sex for sale. And Marry Anne had no idea and was internally flabbergasted.

"As we left, he said that he would hand out my number to his friends 'with even deeper pockets,' so when I woke up this morning, I had seventeen potential new clients with all sorts of scheduling needs. Now I am pretty sure between Claudia and myself, we can service all these clients, but I need a way to handle the money in a way that won't get us caught, and I need someone to handle the scheduling. We can't do it all ourselves." Kristy was just happy to get it all out in a cohesive blob of thoughts and words.

There was a lull as the impact of what she said hit the new girls. It was Stacy who spoke next. "I know what you need to do. To get this to happen. First, you need to hire the three of us. We can use your Pilates studio and its success to chalk up to the new money inflow. This will give us an outlet to clean the money. Then you pay yourselves out of the company account once the cash is deposited in the bank."

Kristy liked this idea, and a less solid version flowed through her mind earlier anyway. "That's perfect. I'll trust you as my banker and financial advisor. So I guess you're the treasurer. What about you, Marry Anne? What are your thoughts?"

"Well, I love the idea of doing all the scheduling, and I like the idea of a new job. I just have one question. Will I be expected to have sex with any of these clients?" Marry Anne sipped her cocktail and played with a small piece of fruit on her plate.

The thought had never crossed Kristy or Claudia's mind. They'd just assumed they'd be the working girls. Kristy took a moment to look over at Claudia, who simply shrugged in response. "Only if you want to. Obviously, we have yet to work out compensation, but already I'm fine with splitting all profits equally four ways."

Marry Anne was pleased. "Ooo, alright, this sounds fun. Yeah, getting paid to get laid. I like it, she said with a giggle. I would like to pick my own when I can." She finished her drink and got up to make another.

Stacy chimed in. "Yeah, I could fuck. That sounds like a good time. And we will cover compensation with my financial plan that I can have by EOD tomorrow."

"Then I guess everything else is just technical details, I'd like to get started right away too, especially if Stacy will be handling all the money. I trust her. She really knows her stuff." Marry Anne sat back down and sipped another yummy cocktail.

Kristy was very happy and handed her phone over to Marry Anne. "All the raw phone numbers I got texts from are the new clients. Please schedule them over the next few weeks."

"Yeah, and I'll create a shared calendar for us all to use and. We can put all our company appointments in there and team meetings and other planned things." Marry Anne stopped when she realized the other new what a group calendar was. So she got to work on her own phone next.

Claudia came back out with the "cold, hard cash" from the freezer and handed it over to Stacy. "Here's the cash we've made already. Can you also set it up so we can take other forms of payment?"

Stacy scoffed. "Yeah, too easy. I'll take care of all of this. I'll handle all monies in and out. I'll just need access to your company account, Kristy. Leave all the paperwork and taxes up to me. I just have one final question." Pausing, she braced herself with the final bits of her cocktail. "Did you two have to... you know... with each other?"

Like they rehearsed it, Kristy and Claudia said it in unison from opposite ends of the pool deck. "Yes." They looked and smiled at each other afterwards.

"And how did that go?" This time it was Mary Anne who broke the silence.

Between Claudia and Kristy, they told the story of their first time and the last time with Tony. The other girls were dialed in hanging on to every word; every so often, one of them would ask a question. Either about what went where or what some other new experience felt like. They had questions about emotions and their friendship. If anything, the friendship between them had only solidified, and now this business partnership brought them even closer.

By Monday, Mary Anne already had her desk fully set up in Kristy's studio office. She'd scheduled the first new guest to come by to take a look at earlier in the afternoon. She sent out a company email to all the girls to meet at the studio at 3 p. m. titled, "meet the newest client, Robert."

At 2:35pm all four of them were in the studio. Claudia and Stacy were setting up their desks on the other side of Kristy's office. They were all in there for the first time, busy with their new jobs. Adding their own touches to their work spaces and giggling over silly sex jokes.

Soon, an unfamiliar car pulled up; this time, it had a driver who got out and opened the door. The man who got out of the car had blond hair and crisp blue eyes. He was wearing a sharp linen day suit that was neatly tailored with a pale blue button-down shirt underneath. As he approached the studio, the girls squealed and took up "totally normal" positions at their under-setup desks. The bells tied to the door rung when he pushed the door open.

Mary Anne knew right away that she wanted this guy. None of them had previously filled slots yet, so she decided she'd take this guy. "I want him. I mean, I've scheduled him for my slot. I mean, wait, I have an opening for him. Whatever you guys, I want this one." She said, stumbling over her words while she blushed.

The girls couldn't help but laugh. Then Kristy went to meet him. They spoke briefly and settled on a price. She asked if he wanted to pick a girl, and he said no, that he trusted whomever she picked. They all couldn't help but notice his striking British accent. Marry Anne swooned behind the door; she was ready to go.

Marry Anne and Robert were set up for the night at a nice hotel downtown. Stacy agreed to stay in the hotel bar to make sure Marry Anne made it in and out alive. They all met up back at Kristy's house to help Marry Anne get ready.

The bed was covered in dresses, skirts, tops, and slacks from the four of them. After several hours, they found the best "working girl" outfit for Marry Anne. Then it was on to shoes; they were scattered all over the floor, and as a team, they found the best pair for her.

Stacy and Marry Anne got into a ride-share, and they were off to the hotel. Kristy and Claudia were wide-eyed and worried but optimistic. They poured some wine and sat at the kitchen table, pensively making odd conversations while they waited.

Once at the hotel, Stacy posted up at the bar and ordered a drink. As Marry Anne headed up to the suite in the elevator,

Marry Anne checked herself one last time in the hallway mirror outside the door, then she knocked. When Robert opened the door, he was in a silk robe. It came down to his knees, and he smelt of sandalwood and expensive cigars.

"Come in, love," he said.

Marry Anne was too nervous to say anything, but she had a huge smile as she moved further into the suite. She noticed how sprawling it was; it even had a small kitchen all along the far corner. There was another stunning view of downtown Los Angeles. There were couches and a mini bar at the other end, opposite of the bed. It was a king-size bed opulently decorated with round button throw pillows with a matching paisley comforter. She felt like a queen already and was ready to get started. She wasn't going to say it.

"Look at you. I love your light chocolate skin; it's beautiful. How would you like to start, my dear?" Said Robert.

For the first time since she got there, Marry Anne had to conjure up a sentence. "Robert, I'm here to service you and do your bidding. You've paid for this, but if you want me to drive, I can do whatever you'd like."

"I love that. I do want you to 'drive' this, as you said. And just call me Bobby; all my friends do." He said proudly as he took off his robe. He was already hard, and she locked onto it.

Like a switch, her voice became authoritative and commanding. "Come over here and take off my dress, slowly."

He moved in front of her, and he was close enough that she could feel his erection against her hip. "If you're a good boy, I'll reward you. Now, don't waste any time. This dress isn't going to take itself off." She said. Pulling off the straps off her shoulders, and the dress fell. Her dark blue matching bra and panties highlighted her hips.

She stepped back to take him all in again. His hair and his eyes made her knees want to buckle, but she held strong. From the look on his face, she could tell he wanted to see more. Moving closer to him, she grabbed his cock and tugged it roughly enough for him to yelp under his breath.

"Get on your knees and lick my panties. If I feel you on my pussy, then I'll have to punish you." She said, squeezing the base of his cock. He did as he was told and dropped to his knees. His tongue went to work, and he found her clit through the silk of her panties. "Good start, Bobby; keep it going." She pushed hard against his face while holding the back of his head. She moaned deeply and kept him there for a while longer. She started feeling wave after wave of pleasure course through her. Bracing herself by holding on to his head and neck.

"Get on the bed on your knees and put your face down." She said, but he had a curious look on his face. "I want to eat your ass and stroke your cock. Now, don't question me."

Still in her underwear, she mounted his back, pushing her pussy onto his neck. "Spread your knees," she demanded and put her belly flat on his back as she stared, swirling her tongue around his sphincter. He started moaning, and she ground her pussy harder against his neck. From underneath, she started stroking his cock. It was a bit dry, so she spat on his asshole and let it drip down his cock, then rimmed him more as she stormed his ass and stroked his throbbing cock. "You don't cum unless you have my permission!" All she heard was a muffled yes.

She was enjoying the power, the control she had over him. It drove her every stroke and every wiggle of her tongue around his tight rim. After she'd grown bored, she got up and stood on the floor near the edge of the bed. "Get on your back," she said, sliding her panties off. "You're going to make me cum first. Only if I enjoy it will you get your turn."

Marry Anne straddled his face and set her pussy on his mouth. Eagerly, he went to work, lashing up into her, teasing her clit. He set a wonderful rhythm that she enjoyed. She watched his cock twitch and strain in the air from where she was mounted; she could have easily sucked it. Instead, she just leaned down like she was going to and breathed on it. He moaned beneath her and pushed up, trying to get her to take his member in her mouth.

Soon, a dull heat started to form in her core, and she knew she'd cum soon. Her legs tightened, and her inner thighs squeezed his head. Then it took over her, and she could feel herself gush, the wetness flowing down the sides of his face as she buckled onto his chest and lifted her ass off him. "Good job, Bobby. I'm impressed you may cum now. Take whatever hole you want."

Trying to regain his breath, Bobby sat up and took a few seconds to get enough oxygen pumping through the rest of his body. "Alright," was all he said as he got onto his knees. He bent her over, exposing her pussy, the lips of which were a deep violet red. The small seam had split open, and her pinkness winked at him. He knew exactly what he wanted. His finger pressed into her hips as he pulled closer. His tip just passed the threshold of her entrance. She whimpered due to his girth. It was bigger than she'd had before, and he wasn't even a quarter of the way in. Gently, he pulled her so she could take more of him. Her pussy felt like a tight velvet ribbon had pulled snug around his cock. He knew he wouldn't be long, then started moving gently in and out of her.

She'd never been filled this much before. It felt like his cock was the only thing propping her up. When he was base deep, she felt his balls slap against the back of her, and his cock curved up and sent waves of pleasure everywhere.

A guttural grunt, then he blurted out, "Fuck, I'm cumming!" He felt rope after rope spill into her. It was so volatile and urgent that he thought he might cramp up. Then he collapsed off to the side then he slipped out. And a glob of his seed seeped out of Marry Anne.

"I'm going to clean up now. When I come back, I'll need payment." Even though this was the first time she said the words to him, they still felt perfunctory.

"I've got your payment and tip on in the kitchen. You'll find it all in the sink." He said, rolling over and seeking the edge to get under the covers.

Getting out of the bathroom, she looked over and saw that Bobby was asleep. She thought he looked cute, tucked away sleeping. When she went to the sink, she found twenty thousand dollars and felt like that was too much, but he did mention he left her a tip.

Kneeling beside him, she held up all the cash he'd left. "Is this right? The price was 10 grand. This is twice that." She said.

Opening his eyes enough to see what she was holding, he closed them again, like the dim light seared into him. "Yes, you more than earned it. I hope to get you again next time. Thank you." Rolling over, he fell asleep again. "Please get home safely."

In the hall on the way to the elevator, she texted Stacy that she was ready to leave and she had the cash.

They met in the lobby, and Marry Anne whispered to Stacy. "He gave me a big tip."

"I'm sure he did." Stacy said, raising her eyebrows jokingly.

"Not that's not what I mean. He paid me twice the rate at a tip for my services." Marry Anne giggled a bit.

Hurrying to the waiting car, Stacy grabbed her by the arm and pushed her into one seat shutting the door. Then running around to get in the other side the driver locked the doors and started the engine. Loud foreign music cam on. "Are you telling me that there are 20 G's in your purse right now?"

Reapplying lipstick in the mirror from her clutch, Marry Anne kept her eyes fixed. "Yup. Here you go. My phone barely fits in there with all that money. Can you put it somewhere safe?" She said, handing over her clutch. "Should we let the others know?"

Stacy texted in the group chat that they were done but wanted to keep the money a secret till they got back to Kristy's. She thought it would be a fun surprise. She was also so proud of Marry Anne. They peeled onto the freeway with the lights of the city streaking around them. Stacy asked, "What exactly did you do to that poor man to get all this money out of him?"

Finally putting her lipstick away, she flipped up the tiny mirror and put it back in her purse then looked at Stacy. "I want to tell all the girls the details. Ooo, can we get tacos? I'm so hungry. He was so nice, and his accent was fun. I had fun."

They was about five minutes away from the house. Stacy said. "I'm so impressed. I can't wait to hear all the juicy details." She instructed the driver to pull into a Taco Bell drive-through because she knew it was Marry Anne's favorite.

They decided on two family-sized taco packs to bring back to Kristy's place. When they arrived, Claudia was so impressed with Marry Anne's big tip that she kissed her right on the mouth. They had wine and tacos as Marry Anne described her client session. They were shocked by her tale just as much as they were amused by her details of his body.

Tomorrow, Marry Anne had scheduled the next client for 4:00pm which Stacy had already mentally decided she was going to take. They all reflected on the now fifty thousand dollars they had, and it hadn't even been two weeks since they opened up the Pilates studio for "business."

The next client Marry Anne put in the company calendar was named Chris. Now only Tuesday or day 2 of official business, Kristy held their first meeting. They all gathered in the office in the morning before the first actual Pilates class started. It was here Stacy pled her case to take the next client. They all agreed and also thought it would be best if Marry Anne tagged along as backup to wait in the hotel bar, switching their roles from last night. Kristy and Claudia still wanted to meet with Chris and settle on the price and services before he met with Stacy.

When Chris arrived, he was greeted by Kristy and Claudia and shown a picture of Stacy as his companion for the evening. He was more than pleased; time, place, and price had been settled. When they got back to the office, they informed the girls of the location and price. For a redhead, Chris was going to pay 15 grand for the night. Stacy, not one for outward emotional responses, was pleased that he liked what she had to offer.

Late in the afternoon, all three girls gathered again at Kristy's house and chose the best underwear, bra, dress, and shoes for the event. They'd take Marry Anne's car while Claudia and Kristy waited for the call at the house. Stacy would be driven to and from like the princess she pretended not to be.

In the elevator, Stacy calmed her nerves and checked her makeup in the warped reflection of the brass doors. When they opened, she sauntered down the hall like she owned the place. Her red hair flowed off her shoulders in tight curls, and her forest green dress showed off her hips and her eyes. She knew she looked good, and it made her feel good. She rung the bell at the door.

Chris, with dark hair and dark eyes, opened the door. "Please come in." He was in a black suit, pants, and jacket with a matching tie and a white dress shirt. To Stacy, he looked a bit like Don Draper from Mad Men.

Holding the door, she walked past him and entered the room. She didn't know what to expect, but from the others' stories, she felt like tonight she might do something she'd never done before. But she was game; this was an adventure that paid off. So she was already enjoying herself.

Before she could say or ask anything, he spoke up. "From the looks of you, I know we're going to have fun." The East Coast was coming through in his accent, but Stacy couldn't place where exactly. "I'm going to get undressed now. Feel free to remove your clothes to a level that you are comfortable with." He sat in a chair by the floor-to-ceiling window in the back corner and started removing his shoes.

Stacy did the same and stepped out of her heels. Her dress was so well fitted that she glided over to him and turned around. "Unzip me." She said in the girliest voice she dared muster.

With a fluid movement, she'd been freed of her only armor. She paused in front of him long enough for him to enjoy her alabaster ass. Then she hung up her dress in the closet; there was no need to get it wrinkled. Then she pulled off her panties and dropped her bra on the floor. When she turned around, Chris was closer than she'd expected. He too was nude and struck turgid. She smiled when she saw his tip swell with blood.

Grabbing her hand, he led her to the bed where he laid her out on her back. Pushing her knees apart, he saw the ginger strip she left just above her clit and smiled before he invaded her pussy with his tongue. She felt floaty and amazing the moment he went to work and held his head in place by making handles of his hair in her hands. Soon, she was rocking her pelvis to help him get deeper in. Tunnel vision took over, and she knew she was about to cum soon. Not knowing what to do about it, she did nothing.

"Bumfuzzle! Here it goes!" She said as a tsunami crashed in her core.

After riding her orgasm shot out of her, he stood up. "Bumfuzzle? Can't say I've heard that before." He snickered. Pushing her further towards the center of the bed, he crawled between her legs. His cock pressing down on the top of her belly, he kissed her.

Stacy loved the taste of herself on his lips as she kissed and bit his lip, feeling his cock twitch and surge. "I want you inside of me."

Without hesitation, he slipped into her hot, wet box. Her embrace forced a moan out of him. "Mmm, you feel amazing." He started pumping into her, and she closed her eyes, enraptured by his amazing cock. The naughtiness of the moment added to her pleasure. She liked being his plaything that he paid for. There, she wanted to be used only for sex, not all the time. But this time, right here, right now, she loved that she was his fuck toy. Soon, she had her second orgasm of the night, her pussy convulsing around his dick. His breathing started to change, and she got the impression he was close.

"I want to ride you now." She managed to get out clearly.

Pulling out of her, she felt empty for a moment as he rolled onto his back. She pulled up on top of him and teased his tip around her opening. Finally settling in, she came down on him faster than she'd expected. She rode, and he matched, pushing up, then he took a thumb and applied it to her clit. "Cum for me one more time." He asked, it was almost polite.

Not wanting to disappoint, she ground into his touch, and soon a third and enormous wave of ecstasy hit her. "Fuckity fuck fuck! I'm cumming!" Stacy said, wild now, hair everywhere, tits bouncing tightly up and down as he pummeled her pussy.

"Here we go!" Was all he said as he filled her with hot spunk. She could feel it spraying her insides.

Instead of rolling off him, she stood up, and he watched as his semen dropped out of her onto his chest. Bending over, she licked all up and felt dirty doing it, but she loved it. She jumped off the bed with an agility he wasn't expecting and found her panties. "I've had a great time. But it's time to wrap up this transaction." She pulled up her panties and strapped her bra on straight.

"Of course." He said and walked over to his suitcase.

She pulled the dress over her head, and he came over, handed her fifteen thousand dollars, and then zipped her up.

"Thank you. Tell your partners I'll be recommending you specifically to my associates." He said, slapping her ass, he enjoyed watching it bounce.

Trusting him enough not to count it, she dropped the banded bills in her purse. "I can't wait." She said, then stepped into her heels and strapped them on. She was out the door and down the hall when she heard the faint click of his deadbolt lock into place.

Marry Anne was so excited to see when they found each other in the bar. "Should we get more tacos before heading back?" She asked tentatively as the driver pulled onto the freeway.

Stacy looked over at her dear friend. "No, sweetie, I'm sorry, I'm not really feeling tacos. But I would kill for some ice cream. What do you think?"

This was beyond acceptable for Marry Anne, and she had the driver stop at a convenience store and got seven pints of ice cream, one of each flavor they had. She tossed the bag in the back and got the driver to speed home; she was worried they might melt.

After what was now becoming the customary debrief, they had drinks and enjoyed ice cream. Stacy took a shower and changed into jeans and a T-shirt. She met the rest of them out on the pool deck with a pint of cherry chocolate in her hand.

"Ladies, what first couple of days? With what Stacy has brought in, our grand total since we started this is now at seventy-five thousand dollars. As a treat for us all I would like to pay for us to go on a vacation to Vegas for the rest of the week. Because according to the company calendar, we don't have any client sessions till next Thursday. That gives us the rest of this week and the weekend to relax and enjoy ourselves after all the hard work we've put in." Kristy said.

They all loved the idea. Claudia and Stacy started planning an itinerary. Marry Anne made sure the actual Pilates clients got a "Studio Closed" email with a pro-rated rebate on pre-paid classes. There was no need to lose out on other business as well. That night, they scattered back to their homes to start packing.

With an unprecedented proficiency, the Vegas trip had been planned. First-class tickets, hotels, entertainment, all booked and in the company calendar. Wednesday, they'd leave Burbank airport mid-morning. The hotel they booked obviously had a spa and several pools. Although there were some activities and shows planned, there was also lots of leisure time to just lounge about and relax while in the desert sun.

They booked a hotel suite, but the only one available suite had six bedrooms. Which turned out to be the best-case scenario. They used one of the extras as a collective closet for outfits, bathing suite, etc. The other was used as a staging area as it had the better lighting and full-length mirror.

The first day, they planned on just unpacking and hanging out around the hotel. If they would make it out to the pool was still being debated as they took to their rooms.

Claudia was the first to explore the entire suite. She found an extensive bar that she assumed was overly expensive but didn't care and decided to whip up some margaritas for the other girls.

Stacy followed the sound and found Claudia. "Oh, that's a great idea. You can't call it day drinking if you only start at night." She went to the kitchen to look for rim salt and to help Claudia.

"Couldn't agree more. I'm going to make two pitchers: one lemon-lime and one for strawberry peach." Claudia wiggled her but with excitement. She was wearing cut-off jean shorts and an oversized T-shirt.

"Love this. I found rim salt and sour rock sugar for the rim as well." Stacy started to do a little jig. She was wearing pajama pants and a tight tank top-- really nothing fancy. "I have a question for you. When you and Kristy first started, well you know. How did it feel when you two were together? I'm not talking about when you were with the client but when it was just the two of you."

Claudia considered the question. "You know, I didn't know what to think or feel before or during the time we had. But I enjoyed it, and I know it brought us closer. I wouldn't have been able to handle that first night with the client had she not been 'grooving me in' so to speak. Now, does that mean I'm in love with her? No, I just feel a new closeness with her." She paused to pour them both a strawberry peach margarita. "Ooo, these are good." They both nodded with approval. Claudia continued. "It has more to do with trust. I know now I can trust her with anything, and I know she feels the same way."

"Feels the same way about what?" Marry Anne asked as she came in. "O-M-G, margs! I'm so excited. May I please have a lemon-lime? Also, what are we talking about?" Too excited about the drinks to keep a thought in place.

"She was just saying what it was like to have sex with Kristy for the first time and how it brought them closer but not as lovers as friends and that she feels like Kristy can be trusted with everything." Stacy said, clarifying.

They didn't notice Kristy coming in from her room behind them. "Look, I love and trust all you girls. We are in this together. What went on with Claudia and me was exactly what I needed to know I could do this. I trust her with everything. She, you two, are all my best friends. I need you to know I need you."

They all turned to look at her and smiled. Claudia handed her a fresh margarita. As a joke, Claudia said, "Maybe we should all just fuck each other now." She took another swig of her cocktail, and the room fell silent.

Then Marry Anne said, "Alright. That sounds good."

Stacy looked at the three others. "Shit, yeah, I can fuck all you girls. Hell, I'll take you all on at once if I have to."

Kristy chuckled, and her face warmed. "Well, I guess I know what we are doing this afternoon. Why don't we take some time to get cleaned up, and we can all meet back here in about an hour or so?"

They agreed and scurried off to their own rooms to shower and clean up. Suddenly, the girls were all very aware of their own appearances. Shaving here and there, putting some makeup only for it to look like they hadn't put any on, then making sure they all had lotion and perfume in all the right spots. They all had their hair tied back, knowing what they'd be up to, and of course, they all brushed their teeth to be minty fresh.

They trickled into the kitchen area one by one, and more margaritas were being conjured up, and they all took seats around the dining table in the corner. All only wearing their underthings, sexy and beautiful. Kristy arrived last as she was setting up her bed for the four of them and along with Claudia moved one of the smaller couches from the TV room to hers for optional seating. After she finished her cocktail, it gave the unofficial signal to get started.

There was a small moment inside the bedroom of silence, but then Marry Anne broke it when she jumped up into Claudia's arms and kissed her. They laughed and spilled onto the bed. This left Kristy and Stacy still standing, and they came together, kissing passionately, tongues exploring each other's mouths. Kristy noticed how different she felt and tasted to Claudia.

Stacy took a step back and motioned for Kristy to turn around. She did, then instinctively bent over, and Kristy pulled down her panties to expose her pretty pussy. Stacy pushed her over the arm of a couch and kicked her legs apart. Then Kristy felt Stacy explore her asshole with her petite tongue and howled with pleasure.

On the bed, Claudia pushed Marry Anne flat on her back, reached behind, and pulled off her bra and dropped it on her face. Marry Anne giggled and tossed it to the side. "You have such pretty boobs." Then she reached up to play with them. She looked into Claudia's eyes and said, "Can I lick your pussy, please?" Obliging, Claudia maneuvered her panties off and then straddled Marry Anne's face. Marry Anne enjoyed tasting Claudia and pushed her down, then licked her slit from end to clit. Soon, Claudia was close to the edge of the moment. Marry Anne found her asshole and explored it with two fingers, stretching it out. Then, a crazy, wild orgasm whipped through Claudia, and she yelped out.

Stacy was bringing Kristy closer to her orgasm now as well. With two fingers fucking her pussy, Kristy was bucking and sweating. Stacy pushed her thumb into the tight asshole that had earlier enjoyed her tongue. Filled in two holes, Kristy came hard on her friend's hand and spilled a bit down her own leg. This was a fantastic plan all of it they thought.

With the ice broken, all four of them were now on the bed, and Claudia wanted to do something she'd only seen in porn. She orchestrated them into a daisy chain circle with her face in Stacy's ass, Stacy's face in Marry Anne's, while Marry Anne had her tongue deep in Kristy, and Kristy once again getting to enjoy Claudia's box of fun. Soon, one Stacy came, which in turn set off Claudia, then Kristy, and Marry Anne. The cum fun parsed and passed through all of them for over an hour. Cycle after cycle wave after wave till they couldn't tell where one orgasm stopped and the other started.

When they were done and took a shower, the one in Kristy's room was big enough for all of them, and they enjoyed themselves cleaning each other and playing around.

Soon, they were all drinking more sophisticated cocktails, sitting outside on the balcony, enjoying the setting sun of Vegas. There, they planned for their collective futures and what was to come next.