**Reader's Note: This story is part of the ongoing Rex series and takes place after "Rex Gets a Full Exam" and please read author's note at end of each chapter. Thank You!
Rona, in yet another pair of hose and a flouncy housedress, served coffee to naked Rex and Byron in the living room with autumn morning sun bathing the scene.
Byron sat in his wheelchair watching Rex who sat in the most provocative manner.
His succulent size 11 pink bare foot rested on the coffee table...this allowed his golden furred ass crack and tumescent big uncut cock to be seen in the warm golden light as if on stage. His other foot rested on the carpet as he lay back fully nude on the sofa. Rona sat near...sipping her coffee and loving her new playmate from head to sex moist toes!
Rex was a ginger haired Adonis at 40 and he knew it! His smug handsome face seemed to grow more confident everyday...with all this hot sex- no wonder!
Byron had the bag of Grey Fox underwear and socks open and he was laying various pairs upon the wooden tabletop for all three to examine.
Rex loved the quality of Grey Fox, sleek...almost sheer...and highly stylish in a "business man with an inner horny slut" sort of way!
Rona reached over and stroked Rex's foreskin clad cock. It was not fully erect...but bobbed to attention.
"Rona, watch those fingers! Rex has to try these undies on and if you make him so fucking huge again...he won't fit!" Byron laughed as he took a sip of hot coffee.
"True...it's just so hard not to touch him! I mean...LOOK!" Rona said with her eyes aglow.
Rex shook his head in agreement.
"Well, a year ago I would have said I was not sexy at all. Now...I am really sexy! I feel it...I own it! My sex drive is rampant! So...come on world...come and fuck Rex Davenport!" he said with a raise of his coffee mug in a self initiated toast.
Rona and Byron joined in!
Rex was getting used to be the only naked body in a room...and loved the eyes watching his every sensuous movement. The eyes lusting for him...HIM! Rex's inner sexual self was feeding on all these looks and encounters and growing rapidly! It was his destiny and he knew it!
The act of being bodily worshipped and devoured by hot mouths of either sex suited him perfectly!
"You like this combination?" Rex said moments later as he pranced about atop the now stripped sturdy coffee table in just a bikini pair of red undies and long burgundy OTC socks with golden toe caps.
Both Rona and Byron adored the look...even though these were fit in the London shop for Byron's body; Rex was filling them in like magic!
The undies were smaller than Rex would wear...thus he filled the front and ass with bulging curves and breathtaking splendor.
His sculptured feet as well...2 sizes large than Byron's, truly tested the ultra thin silky nylon and cotton blended fabric of the socks! His size 11's were perfectly delicious in the way they pressed so tightly and his lush toes almost bursting out the toe cap fronts!
"You like?" Rex said bending and flexing in the autumn sun splashing in the large windows.
"Mmmm, so hot!" Rona moaned and her hand slid under her housedress to play along her pantyhose crotch. It was sodden...she was so aroused by Rex's fashion show.
Byron wanted to see all pairs and combinations before he said what he liked. But inwardly, he loved it all on Rex!
His cock too was throbbing and he could fuck Rex right now on that damn coffee table top!
But his role was to find him the best items for Monday's audition!
Byron mused to himself...Oh, yes! Fucking Rex would be after all this Grey Fox mania was settled and Rex was the new model and sexy male body of the new line for this coming year! Yes, he'd fuck that juicy ass of Rex in his new sex sling upstairs! Mmmm, yes!
Rex tried on about five combinations and tried so hard to stay semi-erect. But damn it was hard! He loved posing and knew in his heart...he would do lots and lots of sexy modeling in the future.
"That's it!" Byron called out after lighting up his ciggy and blowing out smoke.
Rex had on a lovely pair of long nearly sheer grey delicately striped socks...shimmering in the morning sun. No solid toe caps...so his lovely toes showed.
The material was a sleek cotton nylon blend and was ultra thin and very sexy!
The underwear was a bikini style with a sharp tight cut! Rex's ample uncut cock and balls were packed in...almost bursting out! And the color was a smoky grey mesh...so all could view Rex's uncut glory and fabulous ass cheeks!
"Perfect...oh, Rex...I could eat your ass now!" Rona enthused as she walked around his body as he stood doing sexy muscle poses on her coffee table top.
"This is the outfit...and if you don't give away too much Monday. You just keep Fletcher begging for more of your body...you will get this job of modeling for him. And then, of course, you will be fucked by him plenty!" Byron said eyeing Rex like meat at the butcher shop.
"I figured I would need to let him have me sexually...and I would not have it any other way! He can fuck me at the photo shoot after the day's work is done!" Rex said proudly...and by now his cock was thrusting up and out of the undies!
"Rex! You are making all these undies soaked with pre-cum! You naughty boy!" Mommy Rona said and she slapped his ass cheeks hard!
Byron loved this role play fun!
Rex did too!
"Sorry Momma Rona...Rex be a horny assed son!" he giggled and jumped with joy onto the carpet; landing nimbly on his socked toes and begining to dance around Rona with skill and ease!
Rex was so horny! He was always like this now!
"And remember, I have not cum in nearly a day or so...so I am gonna leak like crazy until after Monday's audition!" Rex added moving over and beginning to give Byron a raunchy lap dance with his bubbly ass shaking in the old man's leering face! His tousled reddish golden hair wiggling back and forth as he grooved to unheard music.
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Lorna stood with her mouth open in the cluttered shop. All sorts of antiques and mystic ritual aids...candles, books...witchcraft? The place smelled of burnt sandalwood and strange perfumes.
A voice called out! Sweet in pitch and yet rich with command and understanding.
"So Lorna, you have come for the print?" she said and a striking woman with long dark hair with a sliver grey streak came out of the shadows holding the framed artwork.
It was her! The woman in the visions.
"I need to sit...please. I may faint!" Lorna said moving to wooden desk and sitting on a chair nearby.
"I am Hilda...Hilda Lura. You may call me, Madam Hilda if you would like," the very tall thin woman said. Her face ageless...maybe 40? Attractive and pale in complexion with full red lips.
She wore a long black dress...her breasts were small but sharply pointed so that without a bra they pressed her nipples straight out like peaks that each strained against the dress material.
Lorna watched as the woman sat opposite her and placed the printed artwork in a golden wooden frame on the desk. It was no bigger than 20 inches by 15 inches...so easy to carry home.
"This is not the original French painting of 1823! That would be far too expensive.
This is a very good reproduction and perfect for you. It's called, Serving the Master! And the master looks familiar does he not?" She said stroking the frame with her long manicured fingers.
"What's happening?" Lorna said looking into those alluring silver grey eyes.
Now Hilda took hold of Lorna's trembling hand the sudden jolt of sexual energy filled her! Lorna nearly began to masturbate her clit. Her whole over 60's body was alive with sex!
"You are not a normal saleslady! This is all very...unreal!" Lorna moaned.
"Lorna...you and I have a bond. And that bond is the man, Rex Davenport. He is unique and represents a male sexuality long lost. His pansexual ways are not common...and the lust he breeds in others is so powerful and life changing. We can control him...and thus control all who make love to him! Do you trust me?" Hilda said...now stroking Lorna's palm sensually.
"I do. But what do I do?" she said helplessly.
"You must work with me...and guide Rex. Never let him out of your sight. I know you have many "eyes" watching him. Watch him...own him! You must procure lovers of all sexes and fetishes for him! He will be in many beds...that is his destiny.
He soon will be seen by millions and desired by throngs! But...beware of other women or men who try to be with him in the flesh...and in secret! Those in the shadows may pull him away! Beware of them! Also...you must begin to make love in all ways to Rex, fully give yourself often to him! Now hang this painting in the room where his parents will be...and then do as you feel. Seduce them both. Open your lesbian side! It's there! I feel it! Be aggressive...they need training by YOU! Use his parents as pawns...and let them have Rex too! You see, Lorna...Kinky taboo is part of the destiny Rex must travel! I shall be with you...sometimes by dream, other times in the flesh!" Hilda said with fire-like intensity.
"Oh, Madam Hilda...have you met Rex...face to face?" Lorna said...as her pussy began to wet her pantyhose crotch.
"Let's say...only in my dreams so far! But I shall change that!" Hilda said.
Now she withdrew her hand....Lorna felt sad without her touch. She wanted more Hilda! Oh, this was so new for her! Wanting a woman so passionately!
The print of the antique painting was slowly wrapped in paper and sealed in a large bag.
"This is a gift...and a symbol of our bond and our love for Rex!" Hilda said rising.
Lorna stood...she shook all over.
She reached hungrily for Madam Hilda...to hold her.
"Soon...but not yet!" Hilda said stepping away.
She needed Lorna to crave her!
"And remember...promote Rex sexually. Get him fucked...lots!" Hilda reminded Lorna as they walked to the door.
Lorna knew it...Rex had to be lusted after and fucked. But also beware of secret lovers!
"Wait...these pantyhose...is this...a dangerous lover?" she said grabbing the aromatic hose from her pocket and handing them to Hilda.
"Mmmm, yes!" she said pressing the fabric to her attractive ageless face.
"I shall analyze these and determine the threat level!" Hilda said putting them inside her dress pocket.
Lorna moved to the door with the wrapped print.
