Note from Bookbuddy: This series Adult World is tails filed under Novel follows a group of like mind people who join forces to create a world where sex and love are separate worlds. They build a swingers community focused on bringing all forms of sexual activity to those pursuing it for pleasure without shame. Read the stories before this to follow the full story.
New readers, I recommend starting at Adult World Pt 01 The Meeting - to understand the characters and background. Everyone else, thanks for continuing to support this tale.
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Adult World had become more than a fantasy, born out of lust and frustration. The small group of young swinging friends accumulated assets, produced movies and unfortunately, attracted the attention of the local police for all the wrong reasons. They needed to move from the gaze of the local law and gain bigger premises. To do all of this, they required some outside help, someone who wasn't going to ridicule the concept and knew their way through any of the legal things needing attention.
June had the idea where she might find one, she knew a lawyer in her office. They acknowledge each other and there was a strange fascination between them. He would stride through the office in his black pinstriped suit, monogrammed shirt cuffs, a pile of folders with various coloured tags, ignoring most of the occupants but her, flashing her a smile and nodding as he passed her desk, he never bothered with anyone else other than those he was working with. She felt she knew him from somewhere, but she didn't, so concluded he must just fancy her. She was fine with that.
He would surely be the right guy to discuss the possibility of creating a legal entity such as a not-for-profit organisation. The organisation could be the focus for any money where they kept track of goods sold like videos, adult products or whatever. A financial hub where contributions for rent, food, utility bills and anything they need to run their home and business, while surplus would go towards their requirements for running their group, such as equipment and consumables. She had the idea in her head, but really didn't know what to do with it or how to go about broaching the subject. The possibilities of this group of like-minded people all working towards a common seemingly endless goal sat comfortable in June's mind. She hadn't even socialised it with the few of them that were part of that dream. Talking to the guy who looked so strait-laced about setting up a formal organisation around a bunch of sex starved swingers who loved to film their x-rated frolicking only to sell their porn to earn more finance to purchase more equipment to film more of them having recreational fucking parties didn't fit into any conversations she could accidentally drop into.
Talking to Dave and the converted about Adult World is easy, they were taking part. Any such conversation would take place with a hand on his cock, or two soaked fingers in a pussy. Expressing that idea outside the team, was more difficult. She didn't want to come over like a needy nymphomaniac, or someone with some sort of silly ideas, but she knew she needed some help, especially with the police potentially on their tail.
Jarryd Pilkington finished his legal studies some five years previous, scoring a job as a young lawyer with the same company as June. Jarryd specialised in commercial law, working in a unit involved in the development of contracts between the company and its customers. This meant a lot of time down on the sales floor where June worked, meeting with salespeople. The meeting rooms were around the walls and all had glass fronts, June could see the teams working on their projects and often watched Jarryd through the glass. She like him, his confident air, his humour when appropriate and his kindness. Married with two kids under five, he enjoyed them both spending time out kicking a football around or riding bikes with them. Jarryd figured the more outdoor activity he had with his children the less time they had for playing with the tech baby minders, such as Mum's mobile phone, kids get used to. Jarryd was a keen cyclist and would go weekend racing with his friends. June often fantasied what he might look like dressed in his clinging bike wear. How big is that bulge?
Summoning up the courage, June approached him in the coffee shop on the ground floor of their building. He was ordering a coffee; she came up behind him, offered to pay, and told him she had another motive. He smiled and ordered coffee for both of them then paid for them himself. They found a table out on the street, close to the busy traffic of late to work commuters or early to start shoppers. Warm and sticky, it's a typical Brisbane February day, the sun shining and a forecast of storms in the afternoon.
Jarryd sat back in his chair, his pin stripped legs apart and his hands behind his closely shaven head, "So what's this all about?"
June, in almost the opposite stance, sat close to the table, both knees firmly together and her feet flat on the ground, her hair brown hair tied back in her normal work pony tail. "Um, it's hard to explain really, in my mind I know what I want but I don't know how to express it." Looking at her coffee as she stirred it with a slow swirl, she didn't look at Jarryd. She froze, unlike her not able to express herself with confidence. It seemed to have left her.
"Okay June, give it a go, I won't bite, but if it means something substantial, we will need to come to some terms for using my experience." His grin said more that his words as he looked directly at the top of her bent head.
"This is hypothetical you understand?" He nodded at this opening line from June, "What say I had a group of people who were living together and we wanted to kind of pool our stuff together, bit like say a big marriage, say twenty of us would live and put all our resources into that living, how would we set that up to protect the group and protect the individuals as well."
He grinned even wider. "You setting up a religious sect, or a hippy commune, or something like that."
June had never thought about it like that. There were no religious people in her bunch they could be whatever their conscious wanted them to be. This was about living closely and sharing a common ideal where sex and relationships were separate. It was very difficult to explain.
"Something like that. The crew would hypothetically have business interests that earned money, together with contributions from those working outside. They would pay for living expenses and business expenses, most of the members would have jobs outside like me."
"Phew, this is a heavy." Jarryd replied. "I would like to help, but it would take time for me to understand what this hypothetical group was doing and time means compensation, you know that? I must understand more."
"I understand, it's at the beginning, but this is a mob of like-minded people living together with a common adult purpose and their might be some internet business and stuff as well."
