Author suggestion: Read Lucid Dream first. This is a continuation. Enjoy!
William sat and drank his coffee while his new friends started moving around, coming and going and doing their morning rituals, whatever they were. Emma, the redhead, came and sat beside him. She was dressed simply; a t-shirt and short cut-off jean shorts.
"So, how did you like your room last night?"
"It's an amazing room. Thank you so much. The view is spectacular, and the bed..." He hesitated for a moment, recalling the massive amount of semen that soaked the bed. "The bed was super-comfortable. I'll change the sheets for you."
Emma smiled. "Don't worry about the bed. We have a housekeeper who comes daily to change the linen and clean up the whole place. It's like a small paradise here. We don't have to do anything except enjoy ourselves."
William gazed at Emma. She was very pretty, her curly red hair falling just below her shoulders, her clear hazel eyes, and just a few freckles on her nose. And an absolutely killer smile. He noticed the movement of her breasts under her thin shirt. But some mystery remained, and had to ask. "So, is this your house, or a place that you rent."
Emma said, "Not exactly either of those. The house belongs to our company. It's a business asset."
"What kind of company is it? How do you end up with so many people here?"
Emma said, "Everyone here is a partner in the company. There are a few more who couldn't make it this week. Since we all have an ownership stake I guess you could say we all own it. But we don't, of course. The company owns it. It's tax advantageous to structure it that way."
"And do you mind if I ask what your company does?"
Emma dropped her eyes. She calculated what she wanted to say about her company and then looked up at him again, ready to give it to him straight. "We're in the sex industry." She read his face; no anger or judgment. Just gobsmacked. She let it sink in and decided to continue. "We started it just a few years ago and it's grown beyond anything we imagined. And before you ask, yes, we're heavily into what is normally called porn, but it's much more than that. And it's a completely legitimate business. In fact, I'm a lawyer and I'm the compliance officer for the company." William, still speechless, slowly nodded. Emma continued; "You probably want to ask me if I ever did porn, and the answer is yes. Not a lot, but enough to help put me through law school. I just got really lucky to connect with some great people who are sane and ethical and protective. And now we're all partners. "
William was quiet but his mind was not idle. What had he stumbled into? Why did they implore him to stay? Who had he fucked?
Emma broke the silence. "If you're offended it's OK. Just make your way back to your resort when you're ready and forget the last 24 hours." Then the killer smile emerged. "But we all like you, and we, especially me, would like it if you stay and hang out with us."
William didn't have to give it much thought. "I'm totally down with hanging out. But listen, I need a shower and I need to go back to my place and pick up some clothes."
Emma jumped up and clapped her hands, her braless breasts catching William's eye. "Great! There's a huge outdoor shower just outside of your room. Get yourself organized and meet us at the dock at 12. I've got things to do." She kissed him on the cheek and then skipped out of the room, excited, like a child going for ice cream.
