When I started the Party Department for Big Time Rents Stephanie and I got invited to a party with a West Marin crowd. It was James, the Concord manager's sister Sandy's place out in Nicasio. In the middle of it someone started passing around a joint which Stephanie had a good amount of and I knew better than to take more than a token puff. My insurance agent was from Point Reyes Station and his niece was his admin. Odd I don't remember her name at this point but she grabbed one hand and Sandy grabbed another saying, "We brought the popcorn machine from your party department and need to make some popcorn," as they led me somewhat like a lamb to the slaughter back to the family room at the far end of the place. As we left the room I saw Stephanie nodding off in the easy chair she was in. Hmm.
There was another young lady I didn't know fiddling ineffectually with the popcorn machine trying to get the kettle to sit in it right. They'd snagged one of the bags of popcorn that I sold that was good for about three hundred people. I had the seasoned popcorn butter melting down in a minute and the third girl went over to put some music on the record player. Sounds odd now doesn't it? Early eighties there were still records. She put on an Otis Redding album and came back over. I was staring at the kettle and had a female shoving breasts against me on each arm. Could be worse.
The butter melted down and I added a couple of cups worth of popcorn and said, "We've got about ten minutes till that's ready."
"Good, dance with me," the insurance lady said. She snuggled right in and it was nice even though I'd never been particularly attracted to her. The song ended and Sandy took a turn. It was a long song and Sandy whispered in my ear, "You know, we're all Druids."
"I know your Mom is," James had got her to come in to wash the dishes and glassware for the party department, we talked a lot, imagine that, me talking a lot, "and now I know that you are. What is it that Druids do in this day and age?"
"We look after the fertility of the crops." she said with a broad smile. There were certainly a lot of crops to look after the fertility of since their family had settled Nicasio and Point Reyes peninsula in the 1860's. James said that his grandmother was bitching because the State have eminent domained her land in Point Reyes to make up the bulk of the Park. It made her a multimillionaire but the land was her life. Maybe being a Druid was part and parcel of that. She'd bought Sandy a new corvette with a minute amount of the money. So...
The song finished and so did the popcorn. "Please point all those switches down and then it's just bag it up," I told the third girl who was standing by the machine. She grabbed some bags, filled them and took them back to the front room.
In the meantime both Sandy and insurance girl snuggled in for the next song. I had an arm around each of them. Normally I'd give a description of what attracted me to them but that wasn't the way this was going, they were moving in on me and what I thought of it didn't seem to enter into it. I had a good tan from a canoe trip we had taken recently and was wearing a shirt of the times, white quiana with snaps. They each took a side and pulled gently as one by one the snaps were all pulled apart. Then they started running their hands over my chest and stomach. They progressed in unison to nipple rubbing and pulling while their other hands were rubbing my butt and pushing my hips forward. I started getting hard and they seem to have been looking for that.
The third girl came back in and moved in behind me. "Dance, Ben, We'll have a dance of our own back here." She rubbed up against me while insurance girl pressed into me from the frontt, rubbing her ass against me. Sandy was still working on my chest, looking down.
