Dennis Hayes could not believe his ears. His boss, Phillip Wilton, had just informed him that their company, Wilton Enterprises, had a chance to land the business of Wilbur Parks. Parks was worth vast millions, his empire which included magazines, a chain of movie theaters, and the concessions business stretching from New York to Los Angeles, was a plum like few other, Wilbur Parks had had a nasty disagreement with his current media relations and marketing firm.
Philip Wilton had made an inquiring phone call and discovered that he and Wilbur Parks had an instant rapport. Parks was quite impressed with the ideas, proposals and earning figures that Wilton laid out before him. If Wilton Enterprises were to win this contract, they would instantly move to the elite of media companies in the country. Winning the contract would be nearly like receiving a license to print money!
Phillip Wilton's grin was a mile as he informed Dennis, his protege, their good fortune. Dennis had worked for Phillip for eight years; the older man had seen great promise in the young man. A devoted husband to Betty, the Wilton's one great sadness was the childless state of their story book marriage. The elder man saw much of himself in Dennis. So taken was he with Dennis and his prodigious talents, that he had made him vice president of the company. Everyone knew that Philip Wilton was grooming Dennis Hayes, to take over the reins of the corporation when he either chose to retire or, more likely, keeled over contentedly at his desk one day in the future.
In the time that Dennis had worked for Wilton Enterprises, he and his wife, Tina had become extremely close to Phillip and Betty Wilton. Phillip and Betty were twenty-six years older than Dennis and his wife, Tina. The two men were by bow practically inseparable. Dennis found in Phillip things that he had never gotten from his own alcoholic father before the man had abandoned himself, his mother and sister. As for Wilton Parks, he found in Dennis Hayes the son he never had. Over the years the two had shared many dinners, charity events, golf outings, and wonderful expensive vacations. It was a wonderful life. Dennis tried not to let his wide smile fade as he heard,
"Before he commits to Wilton Enterprises, Parks wants to meet us "up close and personal" He wants us to spend a week getting to know us at his California beach house. I explained your value to this organization and his insisted that you and Tina be included. He is looking forward to meeting us. Oh, by the way, he and his entire family are practicing nudists. I told him we would have no problem adapting to his lifestyle.".
Phillip noted the change in his protege's countenance and asked.
"Something wrong, son? You and Tina ARE available next week?"
"Oh, yes, yes sir," replied Dennis hastily.
"Good. It's not the nudity issue? Well even if it is, you can't let a little prudery interfere with a multimillion-dollar opportunity. You and Tina ARE going. Right, son?"
Dennis widened his smile and stated, "Absolutely, boss!"
A short time later Dennis strode out of his boss's office. The opportunity was indeed too lucrative to pass up. Then he wondered how he would broach the subject to his wife. While his wife loved sex, Tina hated being naked. Even sleeping in the nude was a rare event for her, one usually proceeded by lots of cajoling from Dennis. He recalled his wife's demure wardrobe, her vast array of flannel nighties and her distaste when other men gazed at or objectified her. And men stared at Tina often. She was five foot six with long brown hair porcelain skin, and stunning blue eyes. Her body was toned from regular workouts. She had long, sensuous legs, great hips, nice large breasts and a flat taught tummy. Dennis knew that he was a very lucky man to have Tina for a wife. As he drove home, he wondered if his mind was up to that task of creating the most captivating and convincing sales copy, he had ever produced.
Dennis realized that his subtle approach would not win him a Clio when he heard Tina's siren-like whine, followed by,
"Are you nuts, Honey? The idea of getting naked in front of Phillip Wilton, let alone a couple of total strangers makes me want to vomit. Since you think it is such a hot idea, you can go to California with your boss. Alone!"
Dennis switched to the hard sell, stating just how much money the Parks account would bring his firm, and in turn, how much of that money would come into his and Tina's hands. The economic approach eventually won the day. After many hours of discussion, Dennis took his wife out to a very late and very expensive dinner in an exclusive restaurant.
As they waited for their entrees Tina said, "This will be the most mortifying and humiliating week of my life and YOU are going to have to pay for it."
Dennis did not like the look on his wife's face. Dreading the answer, he asked with a lump in his throat, "What do you have in mind?"
Tina got a devilish look upon her face. "You know how much fun e have had experimenting with chastity? Well, I am going to lock you up for three uninterrupted months when we get back. During that time, you will be attentive to my needs with your tongue, hands, and toys. Only IF you succeed in satisfying me fully will I release you after the three months are over."
Dennis gulped. For the past two years he and Tina had been exploring orgasm control. Usually for a few days at a time. On a few weekend solo business trips, Dennis had been in chastity the entire time. The longest that Dennis had been locked away was for twelve days and that was the result of a marital bet. Dennis had to concede that the sex he and Tina had had during and after his adventures in the land of the padlock had been some of the most satisfying and intense moments of their very sex filled marriage. Still, the prospect of three months without being permitted to even jerk off was daunting indeed.
"Isn't that a bit drastic, Sweetness?"
"Isn't asking your wife to spend a week exposing her tatas and coochie to total strangers and old friends a great deal to ask of any woman? Your chastity cage stays hidden under your clothes, while I will be exposing my every flaw and blemish. For the rest of the time that you work for Phillip, whenever I meet him, and he gazes at me I will be wondering if he is thinking about me naked. Also, in all honesty, the prospect of seeing Phillip Walton in the altogether is rather unappealing. I fear that the image of his wrinkly old pecker will be seared into my brain like a flaming cattle brand. Wilbur Parks is about the same age as your boss isn't, he?"
"Yes, he's a few years older actually." Dennis replied.
"Terrific," sighed Tina, "Two geezers ogling me for a week. You KNOW how I feel about that!"
