HIRED HELP
Chapter 42
This time, Jennifer and Laura did not manage to cross paths
until their respective fittings were over with.
The two girls sat in the main lobby of Fantasy Supreme. Laura
was wearing a T-shirt and jeans, and in her hands she had a large
box. Jennifer was wearing only a long shiny black vinyl coat, with
the belt cinched so tightly that she must be wearing a corset
underneath. Her feet were in six inch black heels.
"So, do you want to stay at my old apartment?" Jennifer asked.
"That would be great!" Laura replied instantly. "I would have
moved out before, but there's just no way I could afford it right
now."
Jennifer nodded. "There's a key in a crack in the molding
around the door," she said. "On the right, near the foor. You
should be able to find it without a problem."
"Mother threatens to kick me out onto the street every once in a
while," said Laura. "Now she can't threaten me with *that* anymore!"
"Did she get the invitation?" Jennifer asked.
"She did. She was upset at first, that you had not even talked
to her about it. Then she called a couple of her friends up. She
was talking so loud that I couldn't help but hear her. One of her
friends told her that your fiancee was a multi-millionaire, and
suddenly she was very quiet about the whole thing."
"Has she given you any more grief about it?" Jennifer asked.
"Not since the invitation arrived. I think she was almost nice
to me today."
"Now *that* really worries me."
"Tell me about it. Actually, I think I'm going to go to your
apartment right after this, and drop the dress off there. Do you
think that mother would really wear something like this?" she said.
"Maybe," said Jennifer, with a thought crossing her mind. "I
take it you're going to go home and get some of your stuff?" she
asked.
"Sure. How long can I stay there?" she asked.
"For as long as you would like," replied Jennifer. "I think
that it's paid up for several months. But... when you see mother
next, could you drop her a hint that there will be some wedding
guests that are just as wealthy as Richard *and* unmarried right
now?"
"Sure... but why? Are *you* up to something now?" she asked.
"Could be. That's even a true statement. There *will* be a
couple of unmarried available men at the wedding. And they know that
the wedding is going to be...ah... different. Every one of the guys
that will be there is just as kinky as Richard."
"I'll tell her," said Laura. "You know, she'll do her best to
throw herself at one of them. They'd probably be a hell of a lot
better than some of the guys she's dragged home!"
A car pulled up outside the lobby, and Jennifer saw Richard step
out of it. "My ride is here. Oh, take this," she said, handing
Laura a slip of paper. "That's our phone number, just in case you
need something. Leave it at the apartment. I'd rather not give it
to mother."
Laura nodded, and waved goodbye as Jennifer and Richard drove
off.
"Is Laura going to move out?" Richard asked.
Jennifer nodded. "She didn't even have to think about it."
"I still haven't met this mother of yours that you talk of," he
said. "But I suppose that it's tradition to dislike the
mother-in-law."
"I had a brainstorm while I was waiting," said Jennifer. "I
told Laura to tell mother that there would be unattached guests at
the wedding. They would be filthy rich and... um... kinky. I
thought that would get my mother to come along and cooperate."
"Hmmm... that should work. I take it that money can act as an
aphrodisiac for your mother?"
"I'd have to say yes," she said.
Richard rolled his eyes. "That's exactly the type of woman that
always seemed to throw herself at me. That is, until you came
around. Oh, well."
"You know, maybe we could take this a little further," Jennifer
thought. Maybe we could talk one of the three unmarried guys into...
well... stringing her along.
"Adam is engaged," Richard said. "And Collin... well... I fear
that he would end up actually being taken in by your mother. No... I
think that Ben might be the best bet."
Jennifer thought back to Vicki's descriptions. "Ben has... what
is it? Two live in girlfriends?"
"But he's technically not married," said Richard. "Actually,
Ben might be very willing to help out. Is your mother a good looking
woman, or not?"
"She still has a good figure, I guess," said Jennifer. "She can
always find a good looking guy when she heads out for the bars to
troll for a bed partner."
"Let me give Ben a call when we get back," he said.
Jennifer watched as Richard hung up the phone. "He'll be happy
to do it," he said. "I could almost hear him drooling over the
phone."
Just seconds later, the phone rang. Richard picked it up, then
handed it to Jennifer. "It's for you," he said.
"Hello?"
"Jen? It's Laura," came the voice on the other end of the
phone."
"My sister," she said to Richard. He nodded, then walked out of
his den, leaving her alone to talk with her sister. "What's up?" she
asked her sister.
"Well... I looked at all the stuff that comes along with this
dress," she said. "I knew about the corset, and the shoes, and I've
tried on the dress. But there's this other thing in here..." she
said.
"Yes?"
"It looks like... well, it looks like something that has two
rubber dongs on it! It's some kind of belt or something. There are
batteries with this thing, that go with the dongs. Am I really
supposed to wear this? My god! What a sick idea!"
"I'm sure that if you don't want to, you don't have to," she
said.
"You... you don't sound surprised by this?"
"Do you think you're the only one? Or the first to wear
something like that? I bet that will be standard issue for the
female guests."
"Have *you* worn this?" Laura asked.
"Several times," she replied calmly.
"God!" said Laura. "What's it like?"
"Interesting, I'll say," she said. There was a long silence
from Laura. "You know, you could always try it out first, alone" she
said. "To see if you'll be able to handle it during the wedding."
"I... geez! Your boyfriend is sick!"
"Laura... you know, I can't imagine him any other way! And
think about this: Even with all this 'sick' stuff, I'm still going
to marry him!"
There was another long pause. "I... guess I'll try it out,
then." she said.
"Your choice, of course," she said. "Call me back when you've
made up your mind."
A few hours later, the phone rang again. Richard had been on
the phone, making calls, and had Jennifer underneath his desk, in the
corset and heels, giving oral attention to his penis.
"It's for you," Richard said, backing his chair up.
Jennifer wiped her face off with her hands before crawling out.
Richard handed her the phone and let her sit down on his lap.
She felt his hard, wet penis up against her back. "Hello?" she
said.
"Ah, hi," came the voice of Laura.
"Have you made a decision?" guessed Jennifer.
"I think I'll try to wear it," said Laura.
"So, what did you think?" Jennifer asked.
"Well..." said Laura. There was a long pause. "My batteries
wore out."
Jennifer couldn't help herself, and she started laughing.
