Chapter 16
A warm late August breeze blew through the open window as Ryan got dressed for the surprise engagement party for Ms. Baker (or as he now knew her, Gabrielle De Brawn). It seemed to Ryan that the summer had flown by. In just a couple of weeks he would begin his senior year in high school. As he thought back, he realized that he was a very different person going into his last year of high school. At the beginning of the summer, he was a shy and na‹ve boy with little sexual experience. Within a few short months he had gone from engaging in little sexual activity to servicing four woman on a weekly basis: On Tuesdays it was Mary Wellsworth, on Wednesday's it was Sandra Billings, on Friday's it was Gabrielle, and finally on Saturday's it was sweet Cindy.
This evening, for the first time, they would all be together at the party. There would also be twenty or so other couples. And, according to Benny, all or almost all of the women attending were receiving "extra" services from AquaSpa Pools. He and Benny had five of them, not including Gabrielle (or Cindy) since she wasn't a customer. It occurred to him that he didn't really know if any of his women had other lovers besides him. He was pretty sure that the older women didn't but he wasn't sure about Cindy. He knew that she dated other guys and figured that, based on her libido, she was probably having sex with them.
Ryan knew that that shouldn't make him jealous; after all he was having sex with three other women. However it did, at least a little bit. He cared for all of the women and in fact felt like he loved them, but there was a special place in his heart for Cindy. He knew that the older women wanted one thing from him-that was okay-but with Cindy it was different. She was someone he could spend more time with and someone with whom he had a lot in common. However, he also knew that it was too soon for any commitment for either of them. Besides, he had more pressing things to worry about: as of today he still hadn't found enough nerve to ask Mrs. Wellsworth for her help with college. He knew that if he was going to get into a good college he had to act soon, and time was ticking away.
Maybe this week, he thought as he put on his rented white jacket and straightened his black bow tie.
When he came downstairs his mother was waiting.
"My but you look gorgeous," she said.
"Thanks Mom... but you're biased," he said with a smile.
"Biased or not, you are one handsome young man. Don't let any of those old women rape you."
"Why not?" he laughed. "And they're not old."
She smiled indulgently, straightened his bow tie and said, "Have fun."
Ryan was surprised to see Jigs standing outside the Billings house when he drove up.
"Hey Jigs," he said through the van window. "What're you doing here?"
"I have been commissioned to organize the staff for tonight's party," he answered stiffly but with an air of pride.
"Great. They couldn't have picked a better man."
The normally staid butler smiled. "I'm sure you know where to park master Ryan. There will be a meeting of all the staff in the main kitchen in fifteen minutes."
"I'll be there," Ryan answered and drove around to the back of the house; the front lawn was being used to park the guest's cars.
A few minutes later Ryan entered the large kitchen of the Billings house. There were about ten guys standing around wearing white jackets like him, waiting for Jigs. Ryan looked around but only vaguely recognized several of them. Then he saw Benny in a corner talking to some friends. He waved and went over.
"Hi Benny," Ryan said.
"Hey Ryan," he answered. "Ryan this is Jeff Tyler and Bill Bradley... friends of mine."
Ryan shook their hands and then he looked at Jeff, an imposing African American with broad shoulders and large neck. He recognized him for some reason. Suddenly he realized that he was an all-American running back who that played football for UCLA. "You're Jeff Tyler the football player," he said stupidly.
"That's me. Pleased to meet you Ryan," he answered.
"I've followed your career since you graduated high school. It's great to meet you."
"Thanks," Jeff smiled.
Just then Jigs tapped a spoon on a glass to get everyone's attention. "Gentlemen, it is a pleasure to welcome you to the Billings household. I would like to give you a few instructions before the guests arrive. I understand that most of you have not had any experience at this, but we will have to make due," Jigs said with a tone of resignation. "You have all been assigned your duties. The gentlemen that are carhops, I ask that you to be very careful when driving the guests cars. As you know many of them will be very expensive vehicles. You are parking the cars on the lawn... so do not spin wheels. Those of you that are waiters, I will show you how to carry your trays and serve in a moment. Fortunately, since I'm sure none of you can cook, we have professional cooks tonight."
The room broke into laughter. One of the guys yelled out, "I can cook scrambled eggs."
"For everyone's sake, I'm happy that we are not having scrambled eggs tonight," Jigs answered and everyone laughed again.
Ryan thought that Jigs seemed to be in a particularly good mood tonight.
"Now, I have to take care of something so I will be back in a minute. Master Benny Anderson will be in charge of you tonight while I'm busy with other chores. He will coordinate your activities and give you some additional instructions now."
The room broke into applause and hoots at Benny's introduction. As Jigs left, Benny held up his hands to quite the rowdy crowd. "Okay listen up guys. I told Jigs I would talk to you guys about this subject." Benny lowered his voice and said, "We all have... uh... let's say intimate knowledge of some of the guests... uh... the ladies, attending tonight. Everyone here was specially selected for your job at AquaSpa Pools by strict criteria. As you know, part of the requirement is that you have the utmost discretion. I shouldn't have to say this, but what goes on here, stays here. We all have a great job with wonderful 'fringe' benefits and I'm sure no one wants to lose it. Does everyone understand what I mean?"
There were nods of heads and murmurs of acceptance.
"All right, enough said. Now let's get Jigs back in here so we can see the proper way to walk," Benny laughed. "Oh, and one more thing, this is a surprise party for Ms. Baker's engagement. Her fianc‚ is going to formally ask her to marry him in front of the crowd. She thinks this is a party to celebrate a friend's birthday. Again, discretion is paramount."
An hour later, all of the guys had been given specific instruction by Jigs. He couldn't show the carhops how to park the cars since he didn't drive himself but he was experienced at how the servers should serve drinks and remain out of the way when not in service.
After the servers were dispersed, Ryan stood in the doorway of the kitchen and watched as the guests began to arrive. All of the men were older than their wives, but they were very distinguished looking gentlemen, although many were quite old. The women were gorgeous but many of them had been under the knife, some more that a few times, to maintain their beauty. Ryan felt proud that his ladies didn't need artificial means to look beautiful.
Guests were still arriving when Ryan saw Mrs. Billings come down the long spiral staircase. She was wearing a green form-fitting gown that was cut almost to her navel, exposing most of her breasts. It was surprisingly short on her legs, exposing much of her sexy thighs. Around her neck she had a jade and diamond necklace along with a matching bracelet on her wrist. Her hair and makeup were obviously professionally done.
Ryan was surprised to see that she had a date that greeted her as she reached the bottom of the steps. He recognized him as someone that he had seen at the house but had thought he was a patient. Maybe he was.
Mary arrived with her husband, Lloyd, a few minutes later. She was wearing a white gown with a low cut bodice. It was form fitting to her waist but flared out in ruffles at the rear. In front, it came down to her ankles and molded to her sexy legs. Her blonde hair was set up on her head in a fashionable style. She had long sparkling diamond earrings dangling from her ears. She looked particularly radiant, almost glowing.
Finally the guest of honor, Gabrielle, arrived with Vic. She was the oldest of his three ladies but she gave no ground in looks to them. Ryan had never seen her look prettier. She had her hair up in back and was wearing a jade colored sequined gown that looked almost like a kimono. It had a collar around her neck but was sleeve less. Like the other two ladies it was form fitting, hugging her waists and hips and running down to her shoes. It had a split up the side, almost all the way to her hip. She had a jade and diamond bracelet on and a purse that matched her dress.
Gabrielle's fianc‚ looked to be in his sixties and was tall, with black hair. His face was angular and he had a large nose. He looked like a very intense person, in contrast to Gabrielle who had a perpetual smile on her face. Ryan thought that he really didn't fit Gabrielle. But then, he knew that she wasn't marrying him for his looks or their compatibility.
Soon the party was on and the booze started to flow. As Ryan walked around with a tray of champagne, he could hear the noise of the crowd grow louder with each round of alcohol. Their lips seemed to grow looser and he found himself enjoying eavesdropping on their conversations. From the men he heard talk about stocks and bonds, which of them had bought exotic sports car, and what real estate they owned. From the ladies he heard who had just had cosmetic surgery and on what part of their bodies. He was secretly listening to a particularly interesting story when someone tapped him on the shoulder. When he turned around he saw Benny.
"Aren't you supposed to be delivering those drinks," Benny said with a smile.
"Uh... yeah." Then he lowered his voice and said, "These conversations are very interesting. I got some good stock tips."
"Stock tips?" Benny laughed. "You have to have money to act on stock tips. You don't even have enough money to fix your car yet. Besides, you're missing the really juicy conversations."
"Really? Like what?"
Benny looked around to make sure that no one was in earshot. "Well, I know Mrs. Tinsdale is not only doing Brad but also some waiter at the country club."
"Who's Brad?"
"The guy over near the kitchen with the longish hair serving the drinks."
"Does he know?"
"I don't know."
