This story is being written by Jackie as a narrative of her progression from sexually inactive, to widower, to sexual active, to millionaire. Many characters are older so don't read if you are looking for young.
The Week after our first bachelor party
I was signing up new members almost every day now with 52 primary memberships with 10 associates. I had scheduled 7 more sign up today.
Edward said, "John Knight, the owner of the Orlando City Soccer Club, called me yesterday to tell me he thought we were going to be successful with this concept. He said the bachelor party was the best run party he has observed. He indicated that Jackie and he had a long conversation while everyone else were otherwise engaged." He looked at Shannon and smiled. Shannon just gave him her innocent girl look. "He wants to bring his wife around 5 to discuss a membership with Jackie. He wanted his wife Marilyn to meet Jackie before they made a final decision. I know we are supposed to be off on Monday's and we will get there but this is important."
"Absolutely," I exclaimed. "I know he would be an important get." Everyone else agreed to stay until they heard from Jackie.
Shannon laid out the week of events. She planned Flexible Clothing Dining Tuesday, Friday, and Saturday. We are going to have the servers model swimwear from Anna and 2 others vendors on Tuesday and Friday. Anna will have price lists and order sheets available for the servers to distribute. Anna was beginning to stock the shop with swim suits, gym and tennis clothes. Anna was paying us a leasing fee but she kept profits from the shop itself. The golf shop had not opened yet.
We had made a policy that anyone participating in a Swinger event would be required to have a current STD test on record plus they would have to be couples. The first Swinger Night would be a week from Saturday. This Saturday night she wanted to have a combination lingerie modeling and dining. The servers would also model the things they liked. Shannon said she was discussing with Tiffany the idea that some of her crew would model and hand out cards to TifEarly. This would be lead up to the first Swinger Saturday themed as the Swinger's Pajama Party. We all thought that sounded good.
Bruce said he signing up tennis players for lessons and tournaments. He wanted our input on a creative way to spice up a tournament or league. He is thinking of a handicapping based on outfits. Any suggestions would be appreciated. The golf course was barely opened and we had just hired a golf pro. His first day was tomorrow. With that we adjourned. The remainder of the day I signed up new members.
John and Marilyn Knight arrived a little after 5pm. John was dressed in his typical business attire. She was dressed to impress any man she met. It was very similar to my red knit I wore the first day after seeing Anna. It clung to her like a second skin. It barely covered her ass and any man would think if he watched a little longer he could see her cheeks. Her ass was as broad as mine but not as fat. I was sure I would get to see it soon. Her tits were not quite as large as mine but she was not wearing a bra and there was little sag. I had a feeling John had paid for these and they were being displayed every day. The dress neck line was cut where the top half of her breast showed. Marilyn looked like Anna Nicole Smith. Broad face, wide set big eyes, and platinum blond hair.
"Good to see you Jackie," John said as he extended his hand.
"And you to," I said as we shook.
Marilyn grabbed my shoulder and gave me air kisses on each cheek, European style. "I know we are going to be friends," Marilyn whispered. "John, is so infatuated with you and so am I. You are beautiful."
"Thank you Marilyn. John has told me so much about you and I think we are going to be very good friends. Please have a seat. Tell me about yourself."
She flashed a bald pussy at me as she sat and she knew it. She talked for 10 minutes without stopping. She was a model when she met John. He had married her within a month of meeting.
She stopped and asked, "Tell me about the club."
So I spent the next 10 minutes telling her about the club. I felt sorry for John as he had heard all of this before. When I finished, "Why don't I show you around."
"Oh would you," Marilyn said with exaggerated appreciation. "That would be so sweet of you."
I first took them to see the Pro Shop. "Do you play golf?"
"I don't but John does."
We then went by the locker room. "So the men and women both use these showers and have lockers together."
"Yes, what do you think of that?"
"I think I will love it. Don't you think we should be proud of our bodies?" Marilyn cooed with a hand on her hip with a bump.
"I do."
We went to the gym and Bruce happened to be there working out with no shirt on and thin nylon short shorts. I had to admit he looked sexy. "Marilyn this is Bruce our Tennis Pro."
"Oh my, John, he is dreamy. Bruce, we are going to be such good friends. John, I want to take tennis lessons." She hugged Bruce making sure to squeeze those big tits as tight as she could against his chest.
"Good to meet you, Marilyn," Bruce managed to get out. "I would be so happy to give you lessons. Have you played much?"
"Well I have been planning for years but I am not very good. I think you can help me."
"Marilyn, do you want to join the club?" John asked Marilyn.
"Why yes. Look at Bruce and Jackie. They are already my best friends and look how beautiful they are."
"Bruce, would you mind showing Marilyn around while Jackie and I do the paper work. Marilyn is that OK with you?"
"Be glad to Mister Knight," Bruce said.
"Bruce can you show me how to use this machine?" Marilyn said. She had her feet up on a leg press showing Bruce a unfettered view of her bald pussy.
"My pleasure Marilyn."
John looked at me rolled his eyes and shrugged. So when we got back to my office John said, "I know what you are thinking. What was he thinking when he married that bimbo? The answer is I love her. She is half my age, has the IQ of an eggplant, and a dog would be a lot more faithful. I can not figure it out but I do."
"Hey, none of my business. But she will light up most of the men in this club. I hope you are alright with that."
"I would rather she get her outlet here than by chance. So let do this." We did the paper work and got the one document ready for Marilyn to sign. I went back to the gym to find Marilyn and her skirt was at her waist and Bruce was stretching her on a mat. It was a sight to see and Bruce was taking it all in.
"Marilyn we need to get you to sign one document. John is ready to go."
Marilyn got up and hugged Bruce without bothering to lower her skirt. "Bruce you are so sweet, thank you." Bruce had both hands on her ass and she liked them there.
"Marilyn, I am going to enjoy teaching you how to play tennis. So glad you are joining the club."
Marilyn let him go and walked to the door without lowering her skirt until she was out of Bruce's eyeshot.
She signed the document. I gave her a list of upcoming activities. She said, "Flexible Clothing Dining, what is that?"
"It is normal country club dining with the twist that you can be dressed any way you wish all the way from nude to priest dress. Basically, it is an invitation to show off. The servers will be dressed provocatively, this week modeling swim suits."
"We will be here at 7pm," Marilyn said without asking John.
"Ok I will put you down. I will probably see you there."
She hugged me and said, "Jackie, you are such a good friend." John and I shook hand as they left.
Flexible Clothing Tuesday
Shannon and I worked out in the gym early. We found two of the female executives, Nancy and Clarice already in gym clothes walking out to go to the gym. They were dressed in standard gym shorts and tee shirt. Shannon and I were in small nylon shorts that ended about 4 inches below our navel. I wore a very sexy short's bra that had dual straps from the neck to support underneath my breast which left most of the upper half of the breasts exposed. Shannon wore half a tank top that was low cut exposing lots of cleavage and ended about 4 inches below her breast and no bra. Her firm C's looked nice this way. Good to be young.
"Hi," I said, "good to see you at the gym."
"We decided this would be more fun than the company gym. Where did you get those outfits?"
"We shop at Anna's. Anna is stocking our shop at the club now. In fact, the next few weeks the Flexible Clothing Dining servers will be modeling swim suits, gym and tennis clothes. Tonight is swim suits. Can you come?"
"I will see if I can make it," Nancy said. Nancy seemed to be the leader.
"I will definitely make it," said Clarice.
"The newsletter is coming out today announcing the upcoming events," Shannon informed.
There were now several people in the gym, both men and women. We had just hired a Gym Manager. He was a 24-year black man, Q, short for Quintin, that had just gotten a master degree in Kinesiology. He was small, well built with dread locks. Very good looking. He had a list of yoga and classes he was scheduling. He also displayed information about his personal training options.
It was clear Nancy and Clarice knew their way around gyms, however, Q gave them a lot of attention. They were both size 8's with C cup, nice shapes, pleasant faces, and mid forties. They seemed to enjoy Q's company. There were 5 guys working out, giving Shannon and I a lot of looks. It think they appreciated our outfits.
Nancy, Clarice, Shannon and I all finished about the same time. Q gave them cards and said, "Look forward to hearing from you."
As we were walking back to the locker room Nancy said, "I saw how those guys looked at you two. It is obvious if we want any attention paid to us we have to work on our outfits."
"It looked like Q was intrigued," I said.