The Convention
I was almost a year since Edward had left school and started college as a police cadet. His mother was so pleased he had decided to follow Uncle Jack's advice and from reports he gave them, Edward had performed extremely well. "A hard worker" is how Jack had described him, and said he was destined for high positions if he continued this way. Today Edward was excited, Uncle Jack had recruited him to help at a seminar on the WAC Scheme. Representatives from law enforcement agencies of various countries had been informed of the scheme, and many had asked to come and see how it worked. Edward chuckled to himself when he had heard the idea, more like see and come, if Uncle Jack had anything to do with it, he thought.
The venue needed to be upmarket and capable of accommodating 20 delegates in privacy and functionality. Hornsey Rise had been selected, more like horny rise Edward mused and hoped it would live up to its name. Outdoors it boasted a small golf course, an outdoor pool, whilst inside there was a gym, dance floor and restaurant. It was given very good reviews on the net. Delegates would be delivered by coach as it was only about 30 minutes' drive from the airport.
It was a one and a half day event with an overnight stay. The first day dedicated to the nuts and bolts of the scheme whilst the second morning was for relaxation and recovery, before the delegates were taken back to the airport.
There would be several presenters from all aspects of the scheme, from the legal and serious to the more frivolous and entertaining. Edward was there to answer any questions from the younger members of the delegates and to help in any demonstrations that were needed. His parents were very pleased with his involvement, but of course had absolutely no idea what it was all about.
Uncle Jack was picking him up at 8.00 to drive to the venue. The delegates arrived at 9.30, which would give them an hour or so to makes sure all the program for the day was ready to roll at that time. Edward was wearing his new WACS uniform with of course no underwear to allow easy access to his cock if the need was called upon and Edward was sure it would. As it was warm he would not need his jacket, with the short sleeved cotton shirt his mother said he looked very professional. Though she did comment on the unusual front to his trousers, but he told her it was based on an old traditional uniform in the force, which seemed to satisfy her. Of course it just meant his erect cock and balls were given plenty a room to be used and given full access to a wet warm tongue.
Meanwhile in another part of town Andrew Matheson was also looking forward to the event as Jack Hargreaves had got him on board to talk on the Legal aspects of the scheme. Although the talk was only for 40 minutes he had been invited for the whole weekend, in case any matters of legality should arise and Jack had let him know he would certainly find plenty to arouse his interest. His wife of course was curious as to why it would take up so much time and why he needed to stay for the night. He assured her he would be hard at work, very hard if the truth be known. The delegates would need to be shown every detail of the body of work in front of them. He had smiled to himself as he remembered examining in detail Elizabeth Crawley's body especially her cunt as she sucked the head of his cock, whilst he had used his tongue to explore every crevice, lovely. He hoped she would be involved in the weekend so he could continue the pleasuring of his lust with her body. Her mother was an absolute bitch so he enjoyed the family payback.
In the short time he had been involved in WACS, he had come to realize his quiescent sex drive was just waiting for the right stimulus to awaken it and my how it had awakened. When he had turned 70 he was sure his body would never enjoy the soft contact with a young naked woman let alone fuck her. How things had changed. He and his wife slept in separate rooms and now in the morning, as he lay in bed, , naked, fondling his cock and balls, erotic thoughts once more perked up his manhood to the point where he was enjoying fondling an erection almost every morning. And on Sunday mornings when his wife was at the local church he enjoyed the cleaning maid who WACS had supplied. His wife had questioned why they needed a weekend maid, but Andrew had insisted it was for a good cause, and she had acquiesced. It was paradise to walk around his house stark naked fondling his cock as he enjoyed being "entertained" by the young woman, watching her doing the cleaning stark naked or dressed in just stockings and suspenders, a particular fetish Andrew enjoyed. Her breasts jiggling about as she buffed and polish the place was a joy to take time to behold, before his cock demanded satisfying, then he fucked her wherever and whenever he liked. Elizabeth was not able to do this service as she was known to his wife, but the big breasted brunette Jack had supplied more than made up for this.
As he noted the time, he made sure he had all the material he would need especially his SuperVi spray and after checking his watch, said he would see his wife the next afternoon and left. He could barely stop himself from running to the car he was so eager to get to Hornsey Rise.
Jack and Edward arrived well before time and Edwards was pleased to note many of the service women present were excitingly dressed, but before he could enjoy their delights, Jack picked up a couple of packages from the receptionist, and handing one to Edward explained that today every man was wearing these silk tracksuits, with no underwear. With which they adjourned to a pool changing room and replaced their WACS suit for this one. Edward was pleased with the feel of the slinky clothes and Uncle Jack winked as they put away their work clothes in the lockers and returned to the main foyer.
"I'm sure this will be an important and memorable day for all of us Edward, we've come a long way," He added.
"And come, along the way, eh uncle," Edward added at which they both laughed.
The delegates had been sent an information package regarding the day's program, and a warning that nudity and explicit sexual content could be included in many of the presentations. This had resulted in a couple of the more religious countries withdrawing from the event. The day was warm as several members of the WAC Scheme waited outside the main doors to the resort, chatting among themselves as the awaited the arrival of the delegates. The coach pulled into the drive and came to a halt. After they had descended from the coach, they were welcomed by several high ranking police officers attached to the WAC Scheme, and introduced to Jack.
There was a pleasant murmuring from the delegates as they entered the upmarket building and were escorted to reception where young female receptionists waited behind a high counter. From a distance they looked pictures of efficiency and decorum, but this changed as the men drew closer, for when they took the registration documents from the delegates, it became clear that the young women's white tops were transparent, and through this, their nipples could be easily seen on their jiggling breasts as they moved busily about. Little did the delegates know then, that the high counter also hid other charms as they were only wearing white suspenders, white stockings and high heels below their waist, no panties. This would be revealed to many in the future, when and if their inquiries required the women came out from behind the counter.
Rooms were allocated as they were signed in and they were issued with information regarding the facilities and where they would go to start the day. With smooth efficiency they were processed and escorted to their rooms whilst their luggage that had been retrieved from the coach, was carried by several girl Bellhops. They appeared, wearing very brief red skirts and open short white waistcoats that left their naked midriff exposed along with a good deal of their breasts. Their uniforms were completed by a cap, a pair of white gloves and red high heels. This drew inquisitive stares from many of the delegates, as the women were not wearing anything under the waistcoats and in most cases a generous cleavage was on display. Once in the rooms, some had the pleasant surprise of being entertained as the bellhops bent down to place their cases in the floor, by the sight of a naked hairy, or smooth, pussy, as they wore no panties under their skirts.
Delegates were encouraged to shower and freshen up after their journey and were provided with a comfortable silk tracksuit top and pants and asked to wear these as part of the day's enjoyment. They were further encouraged to restrain from wearing anything under these for reasons they would find out as the day progressed, which surprised many of them, but they all agreed to this request. At this stage they were still unaware of the true nature of WACS but were already delighted by the random display of erotic experiences. None had taken advantage of the women but their curiosity was certainly aroused as were some of their cocks.
