A Game for Learning about Yourself
Chapter 3 The Spielmann-Stein party
The car ride to the Spielmann mansion was awkward. Stephanie kept wanting Chuck to explain why he enjoyed watching his wife Maggie in bed in other men. She had enough self-awareness, though, to realize that she was in no position to question people's kinks.
Maggie, Naomi and Stephanie had all dressed to impress by wearing their most revealing dresses. Only Stephanie was not wearing a V neck that went all the way to the abdomen. But Stephanie's gown was low cut enough that she was afraid she'd fall out if she shook her torso suddenly. The gown also showed off Stephanie's fine legs almost to her crotch. All three women's broad baby-maker hips were displayed by their gowns that hugged them where it counted.
When they arrived, they saw that the mansion was indeed built into the side of a hill with the top floor having views in four directions, but the second floor only having windows in the northwest facing Lake Tahoe and to the west facing the foothills of the Sierra Nevada. One could see there was at least one floor that was completely underground. Perhaps the architects had taken inspiration from fallout shelters, Stephanie thought.
They parked in a lot and came in through a door on the ground floor that immediately led to a stairway that led them to the first floor above ground. Shameless Slut welcomed each arrival and directed them upstairs.
There must have been a hundred people or more at the party. The party conversation among people who for the most part had only seen each other in the most extraordinary of circumstances, was naturally awkward at first.
The party visually was very interesting. In addition to the architecture and the views of the countryside, there was much to see in the way of clothing and lack of clothing on the people. It was almost like the Oscars, Stephanie thought.
Of course, most of the men were boringly dressed in some form of business casual. However, there were four men dressed in western wear including one guy who looked the Marlboro Man, one guy Stephanie thought was trying to be Shane, and two very big guys who appeared to be Mexican and looked like they could be bouncers in a tough bar. There was a man who appeared to be from Africa who was dressed in colorful clothing and another who was dressed like an urban black preacher. Another guy was pretty much all in black with a black suit, black shirt and bright red tie. One man looked like he'd wandered in from a 1920s gangster film. Stephanie learned that this guy was called "Turk."
A man in his early 30s was there looking and acting like a banker but he was no banker, Stephanie learned. Jake Fugger was a friend Rolfi made at Wharton who came from Cleveland but now lived in the San Fernando Valley. "Yep, it's true, I produce porn movies," he'd say unabashedly to anyone who timidly sought to confirm the rumor that some members of the Thiesen family knew people who were involved in another business associated with sin.
Stephanie knew some of the older men there as local business leaders, including an investment banker, a lawyer and accountants, as well as Roger Johnson, the CFO of the bank for which she worked. One man, John Parker, she recognized as owning a construction company with which the bank did business. Others of the men she thought were from out of town.
Stephanie instantly knew Rolf Spielmann although she'd not met him. He was in good shape for late 50s, a bit above average height, graying hair that was not thinning like Sean Connery's had, and dressed in what Stephanie recognized as a Hickey Freeman suit, like those she'd seen on bank presidents and businessmen who wanted to borrow a large amount of money.
Two guys had the tweedy professor look. It did not surprise Stephanie later when it turned out that they were in fact tweedy professors.
Rolf Thiesen was in a Hawaiian shirt and Bermuda shorts. He had a friend with him, Brian, who was built like a swimmer and, perhaps to make sure everyone got the point, was wearing nothing but a wife-beater shirt, speedos and flip flops.
Many women, including older women, were showing even more skin than Maggie, Naomi, and Stephanie. Several women wore skin-tight cat suits or leather outfits and carried objects designed to cause pain.
A number of the women had outfits that were see-through on top. This included the woman who greeted them at the top of the stairs who identified herself as Charlotte Stein. Ms. Stein had kept up her figure despite her age and six children. Her breasts were firm given their large size, use and age. It seemed she even had her nipples pierced although Stephanie did not want to try to stare through the gauze. Something about Stein reminded Stephanie of Mae West. It was apparent that she shared West's view that "it is better to be looked over than overlooked."
Charlotte's butt seemed to prove that her workouts were worth every cent they cost. Her manner seemed genuine and friendly, as though she had made peace with herself and was entirely pleased with the treaty.
The handcuff gold pendant that some gossip writer had found to be scandalous was proudly on display around Charlotte's neck as was a black leather choker with obscenely large diamonds and a cameo of what looked to be a goddess or ancient queen. Stein also had on wrists and ankle bracelets, made of ornate black leather and silver. These bracelets seemed to have hooks for ropes or chains. Below the waist, Stein's loose pants were diaphanous enough to reveal lovely legs, a broad but firm derriere and only a thong to conceal her naughty bits.
Stephanie thought it interesting that a woman dressed at a party like she was - on display and seemingly all-ready for bondage sex - had kept her maiden name. A feminist sex slave? And this woman had six children? Stephanie overhead Charlotte tell some people that she did not give a fuck what people thought of her as long as the people she liked would give her a fuck her when she wanted.
Other women who were obviously major characters at the party introduced themselves as Claudia Stein Wilson and Kristina Thiesen. Kristina was dressed in a careful and attractive but surprisingly sexy manner for a woman who had to be well over 60. The fact Kristina Thiesen was accompanied by a man at least 20 years younger than her indicated to Stephanie that Adolf Thiesen's widow had somehow reconciled herself to widowhood.
Claudia Stein, she did not use Wilson herself, though over 50, was also dressed as though she was far from done with sex. Her see-through blouse revealed remarkably firm breasts and her short tight skirt showed she still had a lovely bottom.
Herbert Wilson, Claudia Stein's husband, looked like he was working hard to keep up with Claudia. But from the way Claudia flirted around the party, it appeared that Claudia was enlisting men to relieve Herbert from having to work to keep her happy.
Stephanie was thankful that Naomi had done so much research as she tried to record mentally all the names. I must remember that Claudia is Charlotte's older sister and George's mother and that Kristina Thiesen is Rolf Spielmann's older sister and Rolf Thiesen's mother. I will have to try not to let on to Kristina that I've had sex with Rolfi or saw George Stein Wilson's girlfriend nude at a game that could have resulted her being the center of a gang bang. But then, Stephanie thought, from their dress I suspect Kristina and Claudia may have been in the audience that witnessed the questionable behavior of both Catherine and me.
One woman, dressed in tight black leather and looking about 50, gave Stephanie a hard look top to bottom. Stephanie looked back shyly and said, "Hello, I'm Stephanie, I live in Reno."
The woman smiled and continued to look over Stephanie before saying, "That's nice dear. I'm Livia. Bello that the Club has found such soft, juicy, Christian flesh for the lions."
Not knowing what to say to that, Stephanie answered, "Do you study ancient Rome?"
Livia became a bit more friendly and said, "Yes, I work in the same department as Charlotte. Pardon my remark, and, anyway, you know the peaceful Christians eventually took over Rome. But, of course, they then became less peaceful."
Stephanie was pulled away towards the center of the room by her friends after saying, "I had not thought of all that," to Livia.
From the party talk Stephanie learned that the majority of the women there had played the game at some level in the Sportsman's Club. Catherine, who had gone by Tiffany in the last Level One game in June, was there with her boyfriend George Stein Wilson. Catherine with her blond hair stacked on top of her head and large busts, was dressed as immodestly as the rest of the women there and seemed to find every man at the party to be absolutely fascinating except for George. Stephanie overhead Catherine say she was not going to play the game at Level Two on the 22d but would play the in August at Level One again and play in the next Level Two game after that.
The most undressed at the party were two shapely beautiful Caucasian women. One appeared to be maybe 25 and looked like a younger version of Charlotte. The other woman was fairly tall, older, maybe 35, strongly built but with large breasts and wide hips, and looked like she was usually a woman of authority. They both had nipple piercings as well as lots of other piercings, including ones that sparkled between their labia. One could see all these piercings and beautiful tattoos on a number of different areas of their bodies because these two women were wearing only see-through plastic costumes that concealed nothing.
Stephanie wondered what the point was of them wearing anything at all until she realized that they were servants serving drinks and appetizers and collecting empty glasses and plates. I guess it would be awkward to drop a hot appetizer on certain parts of one's body, Stephanie thought. The plastic robes were aprons.
