It was four in the afternoon. Jane sat in her corner office listening to her assistant Lisa.
"Mr. Wilkes has invited you over for dinner this weekend, I think he wanted to congratulate you personally," Lisa looked up at her boss who had just won a big lawsuit, that had brought in millions to the law firm.
Jane stood up and adjusted her designer business dress. She looked confident, powerful yet sexy. She stayed fit by running five miles every day and working out every other day. She was manicured from top to bottom. Her light brown hair looked pristine as it flowed down her back. At thirty-three she had managed to become partner in one of the most sought after law firms in the state.
"Also your husband called, he wanted to know if you would be home for dinner," Lisa told her boss.
Jane looked over at the picture on her table of her loving husband Patrick. She knew that he loved to cook for her. Even after a long day teaching high school math and history, her husband would still make time to cook her an amazing dinner.
"I'll call him," Jane reached down to pick up her phone as she got a call.
Jane turned around and faced the window as she saw the unlisted number. As she picked up there was only one word spoken by a female voice.
"Sister,"
"Yes," Excitement rushed over Jane as she answered.
"Five o'clock, beach house, of the 34, near the cliffs." The female voice told Jane as they then hung up.
Jane turned around with a small smile on her face as her assistant looked up at her.
"Your husband?"
"No, that will be all Lisa," Jane knew that she would have to call her husband and tell him that she wouldn't be able to make it home to dinner. She also knew that she would have to lie to him yet again.
"Honey," Jane called her husband Patrick who was on his way home from work.
"Hey hon, I just picked up that bottle of wine you like so much," Patrick looked over at the bottle in the passenger seat.
"The Mouches Rogue," Jane smiled fondly at the thought of the wine.
"Yup, just on my way home now," Patrick told her.
"I'm sorry honey, I won't be able to make it home for dinner," Jane felt a bit bad.
"Oh," Patrick was a bit disappointed, but he knew that his ambitious wife had put in a lot of time and effort to get where she was today.
"Well, I'll keep some in the oven for you to eat when you get home," Patrick told Jane.
"Thanks honey, I hope you're not too upset with me," Jane told her husband.
"You know I could never get upset with you," Patrick smiled.
"Love you," Jane smiled. "Love you too," Patrick said as they both hung up.
As Jane looked down at her watch, she knew that she had to get going. Walking out from her office, she was met by several of the attorney's and office personnel celebrating the law firm's latest win. She hurried around the small crowds and took the elevator down to the parking garage where her maserati was waiting.
Jane had wanted to buy her husband a maserati as well, so he could finally get rid of his old volvo. Though he had told her that it would be rather improper of him to show up at the school in such an expensive car. Though Jane realized that it hadn't been the only reason her husband had turned down the car.
Because the following week Patrick started insisting on paying for all their dinners, even though the restaurants they usually dined at was way out of his paycheck. Jane then realized that she had bruised her husband's male ego by offering to buy him the car. Even though she made significantly more money than he did, he was still the man in the relationship. Though a week later Patrick apologized to her, and told her that he had been rather immature.
In her maserati Jane drove down the highway and turned off on the 34. There were cliffs on the right side of the car as she drove down the ocean road. Ten minutes later she saw the large beach house on the right side. As she drove up to the house, she saw dozens of cars parked in the driveway.
Several women were walking up to the house as she then pulled her car into an empty spot. Jane could feel the excitement and lust building up inside of her as she got out of the car and walked up to the house.
By the door there was a security camera facing down. Jane opened her purse and took out a white credit card shaped card, with a black insignia on it, and held it up to the camera. A moment later the door opened.
Inside Jane was greeted by a beautiful blonde woman in a partially see through white robe.
"Welcome sister, the dressing rooms are to the left and right," The woman pointed at the doors.
"The ceremony will start in twenty minutes," She then told Jane.
"Thank you," Jane walked over to the door on the left and slowly opened it.
As she closed the door behind her, she saw several women in different stages of undress. The women were of different ethnicities and ages. Jane saw one blonde woman who appeared to be in her early fifties. Her large sagging breasts hung down as she leaned over and picked up her robe. One of the women recognized Jane and smiled over at her. Constanza was in her early twenties, hispanic, slender body with a firm butt and small perky breasts.
Jane smiled back as she opened her dressing cabinet, and began to undress. Slipping out of her dress, Jane then undid the back of her bra, revealing her big double D's. A few years ago she had gone through plastic surgery. She had gone from a B cup to a DD, and she had never looked back.
Standing there completely naked, Jane looked over her body in the mirror. She wanted to make sure that she looked good. She gently ran her hands over her large breasts, down her flat belly and looked at her clean shaved pussy.
Jane then picked up her white robe and put it on. The robe really accentuated her curves.
"Hey," Constanza came over to Jane. She was already in her robe, and had also put on the small silk mask that they women wore over their eyes.
"Hey Constanza," Jane smiled as the two women hugged.
"Want me to help you with that," Constanza looked over at the small silk mask in Jane's cabinet.
"Thank you," Jane handed her the mask, as Constanza gently put it over Jane's eyes and tied it in the back.
Jane and Constanza who were nearest the door, looked back at the rest of the women. They wanted to make sure that everyone was ready so they all could go out together. When the women in the back nodded, Jane opened the door. As the women walked out, Jane and Constanza held the door and waited for the last woman to walk out before closing it.
