Chapter 8
Elsie woke up hornier than hell that day. She had spent that night alone, even though there were thirty busty and attractive young women sleeping in their own bedrooms all around her.
She had had her eye on one tall and lanky blond, ever since the first day she laid eyes on her. The blond had been the very first girl that she had interviewed, and she hadn't found one to match her body, or her look in all of the others.
The blond was put in the room right next to hers, hoping that some day, perhaps in the not too distant future, Elsie would be able to let her hands on her.
Of course, as the owner, or half owner of the house, she had to use the utmost of discretion. If she made a pass at the blond, and the blonde turned out to be super-straight and caused a scene, it may through the living balance of the whole place off, causing an uproar. She certainly couldn't take that chance, not a day before the opening of the house to the clients.
It was Wednesday morning, and Elsie knew that Brenda would more than likely be spending the entire day with her new lover.
She wondered if she would get to meet him. From what Elsie said, he sound like quite a swinger. She knew that he must be something else in order to attract Brenda as totally as he had.
Elsie hoped that the opening of the house was a success and that all went smoothly and well. Her whole life saving were sunk in the house, as well as a lot of her own emotion. If it failed, or in any way got fucked up, she wouldn't know what to do with herself.
She had been a hooker for some ten-odd years, and had given it up for good when she headed down here to Florida to open the house up with Brenda.
There wasn't anything else for her to do after this. Sure, she was only in her late twenties, but a lot of the time she felt like a jaded old whore.
She wanted this house, and this business, to give her back her vitality, and her desire to live. She had been basically down for quite a while.
Of course, she hadn't let Brenda know any of this. She had always handled her own problems in the past, and wasn't about to go dumping off her own troubles in the lap of some innocent young girl, especially one as nice and congenial as Brenda.
She was glad that she had had that sexual episode with Brenda. It had made them much closer together, and she knew that the stronger the business and friendship ties between the two of them, the more likely the business would succeed.
At least she wouldn't have any of the petty personal hang-ups and problems to worry about, problems that she had seen ruin many good business venture, especially between people that had originally been very fond of one another.
Everything was ready in the house. She had made an inspection of all of the girls rooms the night before, and was surprised to find out that they were all quite resourceful.
They had been given the privilege of decorating their own rooms in any style that they chose. They had to pay half of the cost, and Elsie and Brenda paid the other half.
Of course, they were given a certain limit of money that they could spend, but Elsie was surprised to find that all thirty girls spent considerably less than the amount allotted to them.
And to top it all off, they had all done splendid jobs on their rooms. The house had been turned into a paradise of different adventures.
One of the girls had done her room completely Hawaiian, and one had done it completely modern. All of them were different, each showing originality and style that really turned Elsie's head.
She knew that when Brenda got back and saw the way that the whole house looked for the opening on Friday, she would be highly thrilled, as she was.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on her door. She was still in her shortie pajamas, but didn't bother putting on a robe to answer it. It could only be one of the girls anyway, and she certainly had nothing to hide from any of them, quite the contrary.
Her heart almost jumped up to her throat, when she saw who it was. It was Peggy, the tall blond from next door, the one that made her pussy ooze every time she looked at her.
"Oh, good morning Peggy," she said, smiling widely-when she saw who it was.
"I hope that I didn't wake you Elsie," she said, "but I thought that you might like some coffee?"
Peggy was carrying a small tray, with two large wooden coffee mugs, full of steaming hot coffee. Elsie was elated at seeing Peggy bringing her a cup of coffee, and obviously wanting to share it with her.
"Oh now, not at all Peggy. Come in, the coffee looks delicious. What a nice thing for you to do. I hope that you are going to stay and share a cup with me?"
"I would like that Elsie, a lot," Peggy said, stepping in and letting Elsie close the door for her, since her hands were full with the tray.
"Come sit on the bed," Elsie said, like she was luring an innocent victim into her love nest. Of course Peggy, looked anything but innocent. Oh, she wasn't hard looking at all, as a few of the girls were. On the contrary she had all of the qualities of a fresh young country girl.
But Elsie figured that underneath that innocent exterior, lay a heart and pussy of pure sex and lust. She was counting on that for the customers sake, as well as her own.
It was all she could do to look at the buxom blonde girl, without reaching out and grabbing a hold of her, and pulling into her own body, ravishing her with kisses.
"How are you today dear?" Elsie asked, trying to get her mind of attacking the beautiful young girl sitting beside her now on the bed.
"Just fine Elsie, just fine. I'm a little nervous about the opening, but then I guess we all are. There is something that I would like to talk to you about though, if you have a few minutes."
"For you love, I would find the time if I didn't, always," Elsie said, and then wishing that she hadn't. Those last few words were quite blatantly friendly, perhaps a little more friendly than the owner of a house should be towards one of the workers. But it was out, and she couldn't take the words back now anyway.
Peggy didn't seem to respond negatively, on the contrary, she seemed to be more at ease after Elsie had said the friendly, and somewhat inviting words.
Peggy was wearing a shortie nightgown, that slid up almost to her twat as she sat on the bed, and crossed her long shapely milk-white legs.
Her tits were what really attracted Elsie, they were even larger than Brenda's, and that was saying a lot. They had to be at least a 42 E-cup, and that was some hunk of tit!
Elsie was beginning to think more and more, that women were her main interest. Sure, she liked men, always had, always would. But, there was something about the tenderness generated while making love with another woman, that attracted Elsie incredibly.
"Well, what is it love?" Elsie finally responded to Peggy's statement, having drifted off while taking in her beauty with her own hungry eyes.
"Well," Peggy began somewhat hesitantly, "it's about the house. You see, I wasn't completely honest with you when you interviewed me at the beginning of the week."
Elsie panicked. She immediately thought that Peggy was going to tell her that she had to leave, that she had made a mistake in coming here.
Not only would she have hated to see her go before she could get into her pants, but she would have been losing her most attractive worker, and a definite asset to the house.
"Oh no dear, what do you mean?" Elsie said, showing her nervous reaction quite obviously.
"Well, you see last year I worked as assistant manager to a house almost exactly like the one that you and Brenda are opening here."
Elsie moved over closer to her, not believing what she was saying. Could it really be true? What a bonus it would be if it was, to have a chick who actually had experience in running this type of an operation, working for them.
"So what is wrong with that?" Elsie said.
"Well nothing, it's just that for some reason I didn't tell you. I think it is that maybe I wished I was not working as a whore, and was helping you run the place."
Elsie's heart began to pound. She started trying to figure out if Brenda would object to a third partner. Not only was the beautiful, and would guarantee a better chance of getting to fuck her someday, but they could definitely use her experience in running the business.
"Well, maybe we would work something out," Elsie said, her mind running wild with ideas.
"Oh, that would be great Elsie, the thought of working as one of the girls, I mean in the capacity that I was hired in, really in upsetting me. You see I took the job, hoping that maybe someday I would be able to help you manage the place. I thought that I could go through with it, but now I'm not sure.
"Now don't you worry you pretty little head Peggy, I'll talk to Brenda tonight when she gets back from her day with Alan. I'm sure she will approve of taking you on as some form of partner, and then we can work the details out."
"Oh Elsie, I love you; You're a sweetheart," Peggy said, and she leaned over and gave Elsie a big hug. She pushed her huge braless tits up against Elsie's body, and Elsie quivered.
Elsie couldn't control herself another sound longer. She reached out, and threw her arms around Peggy. She knew that it was taking a big chance, and that Peggy's previous attentions could have very easily just been friendly, and not at all with the reasons behind them that Elsie had.
But, to her surprise and her delight, Peggy responded anything but negatively. She let herself be pulled against Elsie's warm body, and it had felt good.
Peggy, had never been intimate with a woman before. Oh, there had been lots of opportunities, and lots of offers from all types of chicks, straight, gay, and all of the stops in between.
But, for a variety of different reasons, she had never let herself go enough to get involved in that way.
But there was something warm and open about Elsie, and she had been attracted to her right from the start. Being interviewed by Elsie when she had nervously come to the house was one of the big reasons why she had stayed.
The thing that had really been worrying her, and the thing that she was desperately afraid to tell Elsie, at least before this physical advance of hers which put an entirely different picture on the whole situation, was that she had left that last house, because the woman who ran it had insisted that she sleep with her, and she had quit.
It was the woman's pushiness, and masculinity that Peggy had objected to, far more than the lesbianism of the situation.
However, Elsie was every inch of a woman, and every inch a lady. She was completely different from Connie, the older woman who had approached her at the last job she had had, in Los Angeles.
She had actually fled the scene, and had come here to Miami to get her head together. When she had seen the ad, she decided to give it a try, but as a worker, not a manager.
But, once in the house, the idea of sleeping with a man for money, something that she had never done before, really got to her.
If hadn't been for the warmth generated by Elsie at the first interview, Peggy probably would have changed her mind as soon as she entered the house.
Now, she felt warm and secure, as Elsie pulled her close to her. She stuck her huge tits into Elsie's flesh, rubbing them together, letting the big knockers get acquainted.
Peggy knew that this was it. She knew that her first lesbian experience was about to happen, and she was elated. She was happy that it was going to be with such a vivacious creature as her boss, and now maybe business partner, the lovely Elsie.
Elsie didn't know what was happening to her. Her head was spinning. The object of her every thought over the past couple of days, other than getting the house in order, had been Peggy, and the remote possibility that some day, some way, she would be able to be intimate with her.
And now, here she was sitting on the side of her bed, rubbing her huge tits up against her own fairly large melons, coming on to her, offering her body to her in love, and Elsie was flying high.
She knew that what was happening had a heady passed the point of womanly friendship, and had shifted into the realm of pure eroticism.
She pulled away from Peggy's hot body, and slowly, deliberately, started feverishly kissing her. Peggy responded more than positively, by sending her hot tongue darting into Elsie's eagerly sucking mouth.
The two girls embraced warmly, and they were off on an erotic adventure together, one that they both knew damn well would leave them highly fulfilled.
They fell back on the bed, surprising to Elsie. Peggy was on top. She was becoming more and more aggressive, as her first lesbian experience really began to get going.
She crawled on top of Elsie, crushing her into the mattress with her own weight.
Elsie could feel Peggy's huge tits pressing against her own, as Peggy began to deliberately rub them back and forth, driving her out of her mind with desire.
Elsie was realizing that she had one hot number on her hands, and they really hadn't even gotten started yet.
Their mouths met in a furry of kisses. It was almost as if they were each trying to out-kiss each other, sending their tongues darting in and out of one another's mouths with a vengeance.
Surprisingly enough, it was pretty little Peggy, who took the real first step towards the sexual bliss that they were both eagerly awaiting.
She slipped her hand underneath Elsie's nightie, and began to toy with her pussy, playing with the tufts of hair that surrounded her private "V" of love.
Elsie began to twitch about on the bed, while the inexperienced but eagerly learning Peggy began to do her, and do her good.
Her hand was sliding underneath Elsie's tiny nightie, and in no time, she had gotten Elsie's pussy squirting out large amounts of pre-orgasmic come.
Peggy got very excited when she felt the sticky substance spewing out over her hand, and it made her jam one of her fingers right up the waiting love hole of Elsie.
Elsie yelled out, as the finger went prodding up into her. She quivered, as it twirled about inside of her pussy.
She was flipping out at the way that Peggy had totally dominated the scene so far. She had thought that she would be the one that would be running the show completely, but now look what was happening.
And this was only the beginning of what was going to happen. The very next day, Brenda burst in with the news that she and Alan were getting married that same night. Who could believe the happiness that permeated the place that day?
Of course, Elsie quickly invited Peggy to be her partner in place of Brenda. She must have liked what she was getting from her lovely partner-to-be. Peggy couldn't accept fast enough and things looked bright indeed for everyone concerned. In fact, they never looked better!!!
Alan and Brenda's wedding, was indeed a spectacle. The wedding dress that Alan's mother had insisted Brenda wore, was just perfect. She didn't even have to take it and get it altered, like she originally thought she would have to do.
It was a beautiful ceremony, and was indeed, about the biggest wedding Miami Beach had ever seen. There were all kinds of people there, from all walks of life.
Brenda was nervous as a cat as she walked down the aisle, her whole life flashing past her. She had made the right decision in agreeing to marry Alan, of that, she was sure.
He had so very much to offer her. Not only was he very, very rich, coming from a good family that possessed breeding as well as money, but he was one fucking stud.
No sex had ever been as good as the sex that she had enjoyed with Alan since she had met him, and she knew that there would be many more good fucking days ahead for both of them.
The wedding went without a hitch. Everyone looked beautiful, and there was the usual amount of womanly tears.
Alan's father and mother looked fantastic, all studded out in their finest clothes. Alan's mother and father both had tears in their eyes all during the wedding.
It was a proud day for the two of them. They had waited a long time for Alan to marry, and they were more than happy with his lovely choice of bride.
And Brenda, well words just couldn't describe how beautiful and happy she looked.
Everyone thought that they were a perfect couple, and indeed, that was just what they were.