George and Lynn Bender, a very handsome couple. God fearing church going zealots. They met and married while attending Pensacola Christian College. When Lynn and George met it was more than love at first sight. Their connection was virtually supernatural. Once their eyes locked on to each other, they were connected. It seemed that they could sense what each other was feeling. The longer they hung out together the stronger their connection became. What started out as feelings soon became thoughts and it didn't matter about the distance. They could virtually live through each other's eyes. Their connection was better than a cell phone. Especially since a battery can go dead in a phone. They never tried to explain this to anyone in their religious community. They simply accepted what they had as a gift of God.
Lynn was the type of woman that was attractive enough to be a model for Victoria Secrets. Even though she looked like a beautiful sex goddess she had an innocence that just seemed to communicate that she didn't know it. George was a hunk he stood 6'4" and had a very hard athletic body to go with it. He was very confident yet personable and not arrogant with it.
Married 10 years with a daughter 9 and a son 7. They enjoyed Vanilla sex at least 3-5 times a week. Due to their connection their vanilla sex was quite a bit more than that. They couldn't image how their sexual lives could be any better.
George worked as a salesperson selling insurance and he was in line to take over his father's business. Lynn a schoolteacher at a local Christian school. They never seemed to get a break. Lynn didn't make even close to what the teachers at the local public schools made and George just seemed to make enough money to keep their heads above water.
It was a Wednesday night; George just spent the last couple of hours trying to lock down a sale. Just when he thought he was there the couple backed off and indicated that they needed time to discuss things and they would get back to him. George knew what that really meant. The couple was going to price shop and probably go with another company. He was incredibly dejected. He needed the sale the wife's car had just broken down, just to add to the already piling up debt he was having to juggle, and he was going to have to come up with at least $500 to fix it. His wife was getting ready for church and became saddened by George's efforts and tried to send him positive supportive thoughts.
He knew that he had at least an hour to get home. His wife was going to be at the prayer meeting, and he needed something to calm his nerves. His wife sensed what he wanted to do and tried to convince him that coming home and going with them to church would be a better option. She, however, felt what he felt and understood. No argument was ever necessary. They never argued, ever, they always saw each other's point of view and because of that never disagreed about anything. He saw the handy dandy Jim's Corner Bar and decided to make a stop.
He wasn't the type that would frequent bars, so he was massively uncomfortable going in. Afterall someone that he knew might see him. As he was walking through, he noticed a group of people 6 women and a man sitting together with 3 tables pushed together. The sexy scantily dressed women stared at him like a pack of wolves eyeing a steak. It was very unsettling. He sensed an evil darkness that surrounded them as their eyes in sync followed his every move. He stumbled up to the bar and asked for one Bourbon, one Scotch and one Beer, at least that is what he seemed to remember from some song he had heard.
He sat nervously trying to stomach drinks that he had never tasted in his life when a tap came to his shoulder. He cautiously turned to see the man that was sitting with the ladies.
He smiled and reached out his hand. "Hello George. I am Bill...Bill Langor and I have been expecting you."
"I'm sorry, do I know you?" George cautiously shook the man's hand. Still trying to figure out how Bill knew that he would be there. Lynn, his wife, through George's eyes, got a sudden worried look she could have sworn the man's eyes were pitch black, even the whites of his eyes, for a flash second. George felt and saw what she saw.
"Listen Georgie, I know that you have had a tough day and I have a lot of business to discuss with you. Can you join us over there? I promise it won't be a waste of your time." Bill stated as they both turned to glance at all the beautiful women staring back at them.
George felt compelled to join Bill he gingerly carried his drinks with him. Bill guided George to the only empty chair at the end of the connected tables.
As he looked around the table at all the women, the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. The darkness that he sensed earlier only seemed to intensify. Their smiles were not that of innocence, rather of an evil unexplained agenda. The Lord only knows what.
"Okay, what's up? How can I help you?" Stated George trying to come off more confident than he felt.
Bill took his time to take his seat. He walked around to each woman as he walked around the table and touched both shoulders and kissed them on their cheeks when they turned towards him. He then took his seat.
"Georgie, I know that you are at wits end and your bills are piling up. You just can't seem to get a break." George cringed every time he stated a childish version of his name.
"I have two propositions for you, they have a short term as well as a long-term value for you." He stated as he looked George in the eye.
George took a draw on his beer. He couldn't seem to look away from Bill's piercing eyes. Maybe his day was looking up, he thought. Lynn felt his thoughts and understood them. She was basically on board with the same caution as George.
"So, Georgie you probably saw that big mansion overlooking your house. We just moved in there. I run a rather successful porn production company and I need to bundle all of my insurance needs and since I always checkout the people that I do business with, I discovered you. After researching you, I feel your moral character is extremely solid and I can't think of any reason why I can't do business with you." Bill took a sip from his glass of red wine.
"I would like for you to come over to my house tomorrow. Say, around 5 PM? And bring the family. Have your wife and kids bring their swim trunks." George got a look of fear in his eyes.
Bill laughed as he looked around at his very under dressed women. "Don't worry Georgie, my ladies will be tastefully dressed for the occasion. We know all about your family's religious beliefs. I will discuss the other proposition tomorrow. Trust me I think you'll be down with it."
"It's not that. I don't wish to be judgmental or anything. It's just that we...I mean I shouldn't be doing any kind of business with you. Religious beliefs you have to understand. Mumbled George.
The sexy brunette on George's right reached over with her left hand and was gently rubbing his penis through his pants. George was too afraid to let on to what she was doing. He looked at her with fear, trying to let her know that her behavior was not acceptable. Lynn was feeling what George was feeling and it was as if the woman was reaching into her vagina as well. The woman's touches were sending sparks of pleasure through both of them.
"Listen George, we are only talking business here. Which you need very much. I am not requiring you to join my lifestyle. Not that you wouldn't enjoy it." Bill laughed.
