Chapter 2
Hazel's Job
We had lunch out in the garden (the weather was warm and sunny after the storm), all three of us just wearing short loose bath-robes, my cock starting to grow again, but for the moment the ladies either didn't notice, or chose to ignore it.
Hazel was asking me what I had been studying at school (I had already told her the story of how I had quit shortly before my A-Levels). When I told her about the German and French, she raised an interested eyebrow.
"So, you are good with languages. Do you have a passport?"
She explained that she had a company which made products for women, and that she was going to a trade fair in Paris at the end of the week. She took my passport details and phoned her travel agent to get me booked on the plane. I still didn't know what the products were exactly.
At the trade-fair I was mostly required to offer refreshments to the potential customers, but then Hazel called me over. She was just talking to one good looking young lady, explaining one of the products, but wanted to talk to an important business partner.
"Rick, could you take Alene into the cabin and help her to fit this."
She handed me one of the products. I was still totally uncertain what to do, but the French lady led me away, leaving Hazel to negotiate an important deal.
Alene was hot, wearing a knee-length skirt and a crop-top. I unwrapped the 'device' and held it in my hand. Then Alene lifted her skirt and pulled her briefs aside, baring her pussy.
"You need to help me put in in here."
I was stunned. Then she lifted my hand to her cunt.