The trio sat on a comfortable sofa arranged in a horseshoe. in a palatial villa, nestled in the sierras above the bustling city of Palma, on the sun-kissed isle of Mallorca. The villa was a modern take on the hacienda-style retreat, complete with smoked sun-reactive glass windows that allowed the resident to admire the view but denied the onlooker any aspect of the interior.
Timothy had spent a fortune on the villa, but then he had an even fortune to spend, so as she regarded his two guests, he breathed in the air of self-satisfaction. He had everything he could want, especially as he now had two guests.
Julie, a slender stunning woman in her 40's had white, blonde shoulder-length hair. Her blue dress masked her trim, toned figure with small but still firm breasts. As per Tim's instructions, her wrap-around dress gave an excellent view of her toned long legs and as the material fell away the hint of her matching blue panties.
Tim's other equally attractive guest was also in her forties; a blonde but mixed with some light brown. She was Carol, and she too possessed a trim, slender body and at Tim's insistence had worn a white wrap-around dress, also with no bra. Neither woman's breasts needed the support and to top it off, she wore white panties. Both the women were a vision of loveliness.
Both had been brought to the island, on Timothy's company jet and now sipped wine of their choice.
"So, I am sure your flight was comfortable, and I wanted to confirm that your families will be joining you in a couple of days, as I stated in your invitation to 'Rosieres', my little slice of heaven in the sun." He smiled warmly. He sighed, his white linen shirt rustled, buttoned once, just covering his flat muscular frame, only achieved after excruciating hours in his gym and the efforts of his trainer. His drawstring matching linen trousers hugged his toned legs, and he was barefoot.
It was Carol who spoke first, "Now you have us here. What exactly do you have in mind?" Her voice was sweetly modulated, but a tension lay barely disguised in her words.
"An excellent question, Carol. As always so direct, so on point." He teased her, but she smiled back at him and then glanced back to Julie, who sipped at her drink quietly. "For the past year, you have both been enjoying the benefits of financial support from companies, that I own. Julie, you have enjoyed modest success in your recruitment company. I believe, you've also been able to pay off your creditors and have even managed to settle nearly half your mortgage, after your divorce. All this was possible due to the investment, contacts, and introductions that I provided for you. Julie, with your husband's good fortune of being promoted, you could give up your school job, cut your hours at the hotel and focus on raising your two boys and other more enjoyable pursuits." Timothy enjoyed laying out the assistance he had so carefully laid out. Now he breathed in and dropped the bombshell.
Julie, quiet until this moment looked up from her drink, "You did all this?" She frowned. In truth, she hadn't cared who had come to her rescue. She needed to survive the cast of living crisis and when a smart, pretty woman approached her with a partnership that grew her business, tenfold, she grabbed it instantly.
"Yes, it was all my design, Julie," Tim looked at Carol sharply. "You must have thought you'd won the lottery when Michael told you that he'd been head-hunted and doubled his salary. You had the best of both worlds, more time, more money and his absence from you, sometimes weeks at a time, didn't you?" He laid the words and allowed them to hover heavily in the air.
Tim knew he had hit the mark with both his barbed comments. Julie, still pushed her question forward, "So, what do you want? You had us brought here, with promises of further financial support and then you insist on us dressing in these clothes!"
"I want you, both of you. One at a time and then together!" Tim smiled. He waited for the shock of his statement to sink in, "Consider this a negotiation. One and only one of you will be enjoying my continued assistance, and after your all-inclusive, complimentary holiday in Mallorca, one of you will be left to fend for yourself. Julie, you will find all your contacts have dried up and your revenue stream will cease. Carol, you will suddenly find, that Michael has lost his well-paid job and will be unable to find any subsequent position. You'll have him at home all the time, and you will have to take up all those boring shifts on the reception desk at the hotel."
"What?" Julie's throat closed with shock. Carol was struck dumb, by the thought of her newly found freedom under threat. They looked at each other.
