NOTE: This is part of a multi-chapter story of which there are forty chapters plus an epilogue. An uncompleted version of this story appeared here at Literotica a few years ago in case it looks familiar to you. The story has been revised and completed. Chapters 37 - 40and the epilogue are all new material.
Richard was on the freeway now, headed home to Encino. He wanted to stop by the store and pick up a bottle of chilled Champagne to share with the ladies when they arrived. He had decided to get home early and shower before Danielle and Lisa arrived. Richard caught himself, calling Deirdre by her real name, not her stage name, her public persona.
Increasingly, the only place Richard could call the love of his life by her true name was at home. When they were within the confines of their own home, Deirdre magically became Danielle again, the sensuous young woman he had fallen in love with when they were in college.
As Richard sat stuck in the late afternoon traffic, he wondered how different their lives might have been if she had not had a fender bender on her way home from class. Would she have finished her PhD in psychology at UCLA and have a practice somewhere? Perhaps in the same professional office tower where he now practiced law. He would never know.
Martin had made sure of that. By the time Danielle got home after she exchanged information after the accident, she was too late. Their lives had been changed forever and Martin had ultimately sent their lives spinning off in an entirely different direction than the one had planned together. Thinking of Martin brought Richard back to reality. He was near his exit, so Richard changed lanes and slowed as he neared the bottom of the exit.
As Richard pulled into the parking lot of their local market, he gave Deirdre a call. Again, he reminded himself, she was Deirdre now and would not become Danielle again until she drove through the gates to their home in the hills above Encino.
"Just checking in, I'm nearly home. Is there anything special you want me to pick up here at the store for you? I'm getting some Champagne," said Richard.
"Champagne!" said Deirdre. "How nice, how about some strawberries to go with the bubbly and by the way, what's for dinner?"
"I'm not sure," said Richard honestly. "I told Beatrice you were coming home tonight, so I am sure it will be one of your favorites. She has missed you too."
"I've missed her too...but mostly you!" said Deirdre earnestly.
"Really," said Richard. "Deirdre has looked like a pretty busy girl to me."
"Yes," admitted Deirdre, "but Danielle would have preferred to be home with you."
"I know," said Richard sincerely. "I can't wait to have Danielle home with me again. See you in a couple of hours. Love you!"
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When Deirdre hung up, she decided to check the cameras in the playroom at the ranch. As she suspected, Sophie and Jana had decided to retire early. As she watched the cameras, it soon became clear that retiring was, perhaps, a poor choice of words.
Sophie and Jana had their heads buried between each other's legs and from the thrashing and moaning, it was obvious that they were both like bitches in heat. Smiling, Deirdre thought to herself, Sophie would have some reinforcements tomorrow when Todd and Paul arrived. She only needed to survive what looked to be one arduously long and exhausting night alone with Jana.
Next Deirdre switched to the cameras in the boys' suite down the hallway. Lisa was giving each of the boys a sensuous massage. As she rubbed the oil into their muscles each of the boys completely relaxed, except for their pricks, which remained at full attention. Deirdre was impressed with the way Lisa was able to control the boys. They seemed far different from the two brutes that had ravaged their own mother, just a few weeks ago. They were showing promise.
As she watched Lisa stroke their cocks, she was envious. Deirdre could not wait to play with their young hard cocks herself, but that would have to wait. In the meantime, she had much to do and first on her list was to call Tom and remind him to pick Heather up at the airport at eight. Deirdre had asked Tom to pick her up personally and give her the sales pitch on the way back from the airport.
Tom was a good closer, so hopefully he could talk her into filling out the paperwork and joining the team. Deirdre knew she would be impressed by the money, but she was counting on Tom's humongous cock to seal the deal.
Heather seemed to have a lot of raw potential, which is to say, she appeared to be insatiable sexually and completely uninhibited. Those were two strong assets for this line of work. Besides, there was just something about her that stirred Deirdre inside, but she could not quit put her finger on it.
As they talked, it occurred to Deirdre that she should have Tom join Heather and the boys for the night. It would be a good opportunity for both the boys and Heather to learn how to have sex like a professional, making sure that they were always properly positioned for the camera.
In fact, she instructed Tom to make sure the large screen was pulled from the wall so the boys and Heather could watch themselves as they fucked each other. If all went well, Deirdre would review the video with them in the morning and critique their performances.
As Deirdre hung up from Tom, she was satisfied with her plan. It had the added benefit of rewarding Heather with the huge porno cock she had been fantasizing about and the sight of Tom's magnificent muscle would be a humbling experience for the boys.
Looking over to the screen, Deirdre could see that Lisa had finished massaging the boys and had taken each of them down her throat one last time, leaving them limp and fast asleep on the circular bed.
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Deirdre rang the extension in the salon and Lisa answered.
"Nice job on the boys," said Deirdre. "You have them eating out of your hand, and that is no small feat. They can get a little out of hand, if given the opportunity."
"They do have some rough edges, but I think they can be smoothed out," said Lisa, with just a hint of concern. "There is something brutal about the way they were grabbing me at times. I can only imagine what they would be like, with someone who was inexperienced or who didn't give them what they wanted right away."
"You would have had to know their father," said Deirdre. "He was a real piece of work. But I can already see the boys turning a corner. With a little work, we can turn them into a couple of stud performers."
"You know their father?" asked Deirdre.
"Yes, to my great misfortune. But we can talk about that later. More to the point, their next lesson will begin in a couple of hours when Tom gets back from the airport."
"Who's he picking up," asked Lisa curiously.
