This is a continuing story. It was set up in the Butt Plug series. Read those submissions first to know the characters and the basis.
As always all character are over the age of 18.
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The email was from an address I didn't recognize. But the subject said, La Quinta Residence. So I opened the file.
Dear Mr and Mrs Randall,
Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Chad. I will be your concierge for your upcoming stay in La Quinta. I manage the property and I'm familiar with all operations on site. I can coordinate any and all services and entertainment, prior to, and during your stay. My partner Devon is a Master Chef, trained at CIA. Our services are included in your lease. We can be available at any time for whatever needs you might have.
Devon keeps a basic supply of cooking items in the kitchen. Please advise us of any particular menu items, dietary restrictions or catering plans you have during the stay.
We both enjoy challenges, so I can assure you that nothing is beyond our capabilities, given sufficient notice and budget allowances.
The residence is guaranteed to be vacant for at least 48 hours prior to your arrival to allow us sufficient time to prepare for your arrival. If you have anything to be delivered prior to your stay, please arrange to utilize that time frame, and authorize me to receive the goods.
Contact me by phone or email at your convenience. We look forward to your visit.
Respectfully,
Chad and Devon.
I had only booked the holiday yesterday, and already I'm feeling really good about the time we would have. The thought of having a gourmet chef at home made the prospect of dining in house more appealing. But knowing the abundance of great restaurants in Palm Desert I knew we would eat most of our big meals out and about.
I shared the message with Trish and asked her if she had any special requests. We agreed that we wanted to experience some of the great dining options in the area, and that getting dressed up to go out in the evenings would be part of the fun of it all. Our exhibitionism doesn't just mean flashing T&A. We love it when our family attracts attention just because we look good. And I think when this crowd goes out, we look damn good.
This meant that we'd need to do a little research and decide where we wanted to dine, so that I could have Chad book the reservations. No problem. Planning is half the fun. So a few hours later I composed this message and sent it off.
Dear Chad and Devon,
Thank you for the gracious welcome note. We're all very excited about our getaway in La Quinta. It's a spur of the moment trip and we are thrilled about the residence.
I expect we'll be dining out in the evenings and I'll send you a list of restaurant requests in the next few days. We do all enjoy breakfast though so we invite Devon to be creative and surprise us each day with some of his favorite morning dishes. Regular coffee and fresh fruits are preferred.
My friend Sue and I are the golfers in the group. We'll want to play each day, mid morning if possible. We are both 10 handicaps and we would be delighted if the pro could pair us with other fun loving players, of any gender.
My wife Trish and our travel partners, Tracy, Teri and Jan will take advantage of the private pool and focus on shopping, hiking, and a few other tourist attractions.
Afternoon snacks and hors d'ouerves could include cheeses, fruit, shrimp cocktails, etc. Again, we encourage Devon to be creative. We are all adventurous eaters.
Send me a proposed budget for breakfasts and afternoon fare. You'll find I'm receptive to just about anything. We look forward to meeting you.
Click. It was in the mail.
I chose not to discuss the relationship of the family members in the initial contact. Who knows what Chad and Devon might be like? No need to have them prejudging or second guessing our lifestyle. We might become much better friends later...
Time to look forward to the trip.
And time did fly. Suddenly we were on our way. Trish and I put the top down on the Jag. Sue picked up Jan and Tracy in her big SUV and we were off. It was a warm sunny day so we took the high road through Jerome and Prescott, where we stopped for breakfast. We played tourist and wandered around the Courthouse Square and Whiskey Row. Then it was on down to Wickenburg and across the desert into California and our house in the country club district of La Quinta. The guard at the gate welcomed us and gave us the credentials we'd need to come and go during our stay. He advised us that Chad and Devon were at the house. When I pulled up I used the transponder that had been sent to us and the private gate opened. Two handsome young men were standing outside the front door.
Both looked fit and muscular. They were clean shaven. One had short blonde hair and the taller of the two had his head shaved. Both sported deep tans. The blonde haired man stepped forward and extended his hand when I exited the car.
"Mr Randall, I'm Chad. This is Devon."
Pleased to meet you. I'm Rob. Say hi to my wife Trish."
Trish was beaming when she saw the two men. Chad extended his hand, but Trish made it clear she was friendlier than that. She opened her arms and gave him a hug, with just a little extra squeeze.
"Ooo Rita didn't tell us that we'd have such handsome men to attend to our needs!" Then she turned to Devon and duplicated the hug. "Oh my Devon I look forward to waking up to you and your breakfasts each morning!" Devon and Chad raised their eyebrows at the warm greeting and winked at each other.
Sue arrived a moment later and the three women jumped out of the car. They walked to the door and shared equally enthusiastic hugs with the men. It was clear that we were all comfortable with each other, and even felt some attractions.
"Please, come inside. We'll show you around and then tend to your luggage."
We stepped inside the bright and perfectly appointed home. Everything sparkled. On a table near the entry, Devon fetched a tray that had iced glasses and Pellegrino sparkling water. We each took a glass as Chad lead us through the living area, past the enormous kitchen and dining areas and out to the pool and patio in the rear. The space was even larger and nicer than our own outdoor living area at home. There were tables and chairs and chaises in covered and uncovered spaces around the pool and waterfall. The spa was to the right. There were fruit trees in the back yard and a hedge concealed the 10 foot high wall that surrounded the yard.
Trish was holding onto Chad's arm as he pointed out the features of the yard. He seemed to enjoy the attachment. Jan and Sue were giddy with excitement about how nice it all looked. I nodded my approval. Tracy seemed to feel instantly at home.
"I know I'm going to enjoy being right here for the next several days." She demonstrated her sincerity by removing her top and unbuttoning her shorts. We watched as they dropped to the deck and she kicked off her sandals. She stood before us in a tiny white lace thong. Her bare breasts sat proudly on her chest. She looked like she had stepped off the pages of a lingerie fashion magazine. Devon and Chad tried to act nonchalant, but it was clear that they were surprised at Tracy's open attitude.
"I feel the same way Tracy." Trish said as she let go of Chad's arm. She unzipped her denim skirt and pushed it down over her hips and down her legs to the floor, revealing the fact that she was commando today. Her little tank top followed and suddenly she was nude.
Now there was no ignoring the situation for Chad and Devon. Chad spoke first.
"Well I'm glad to see that you feel so comfortable here! Please, make yourself at home." Then he turned to me. "Rob, if you'll direct us, Devon and I will bring your bags in and help get you completely settled.
Devon, who was obviously attracted to Tracy's amazing body, walked to the large armoire on the patio and produced a stack of fresh towels. He carried them over and set them down next to Tracy and winked. "Let me know if there's anything else you need."
"Oh I will." She flirted back.
Jan held my hand as we walked back out to the cars with our hosts. Sue stayed behind and began to strip down on the patio too. Both guys couldn't resist a look back to see her getting naked.
I spoke to Chad. "As you can see, we're pretty casual and not concerned about being naked. I hope you're OK with that."
Chad grinned. "Of course we are Rob. But it usually takes a little longer. Believe me, we have no problem with any of you being undressed. After all, this is your home. We are just your humble servants. Jan giggled. "I've never had a servant before."
Devon smiled at her. "Anything at all Jan. Anything at all. Your wish is my command."
"Oh, I think I'm going to like this a lot!" She held Devon's muscular arm and leaned her head onto his shoulder.
I took my bag and Chad carried Trish's. He also grabbed Sue's gear. Devon took Tracy's bag and Jan's from Sue's car and we walked back into the house together. Chad put Sue's bag down and walked with me to the master wing. Jan and Devon went the opposite direction to choose rooms.
Our master suite was huge and looked like it had never been used. The house is immaculately maintained. Chad said he would go back to the cars and get the golf clubs and load them onto the cart in the garage. I took our bags into the huge wardrobe closet and unpacked the few things we had packed. I put our toiletries in the bath on the vanity.
I walked back out to the foyer and picked up Tracy's bag. I went to explore the other rooms. They were all ensuite style with private baths. I saw Sue's bag on a luggage stand in the first room. I heard voices from the next room.
"Yes, please put the make up kit on the vanity." It appeared that Devon was helping Jan unpack. I looked in the door and spotted Jan in her bikini panties and matching push up bra. Devon had his back to me in the bathroom. Jan winked at me. She put her finger to her mouth to sshh me. I obeyed. She walked up to him in the bath area.
"Will you really be here every morning?" She asked as she hugged him in her semi naked state. He turned in her arms and she kissed him. He returned the hug.