The Fantasy Twist Ch. 02
Keywords: Ch., 02, The, Fantasy, Twist,
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I don't have anything to do myself and it's driving me crazy!" she said with a grin, followed by a big hug.
"If I had your wives as a support crew all the time I could nearly take over the catering market!" she bragged, patting me on the back as we hugged. "They do everything! I'm just standing around getting in the way! I show them one time what I want and bam they do it exactly as I did it, maybe even better! I'm staring to feel like a third wheel. Do you have anything I can do?"
"Are you board?" I asked, incredulous that she should be standing about with nothing to do.
"You've got it sexy," she replied while groping my bottom, "Your wives have everything in hand. You wouldn't have a spare half hour for a quickie would you?"
"You keep that up and it won't take half an hour, I'll orgasm right here," I panted, my head against her breasts, "Unfortunately I have to get back to our guests, without overflowing my panty liner. Would you like to go with me and tend bar maybe?"
"That might be fun for a while. At least I'll get a gander at the guests. Lead on my dear," she beckoned me to, precede her.
"You just want to watch my ass you stinker!" I accused, but allowed her to follow me anyway.
"Whoa! Back field in motion! Where did you get that dead sexy walk?" Amelia asked as she stared at my butt.
"Gwen taught me. It's the only way I can walk, without getting black eyes from my boobs bouncing up into my face, and for some reason that means I walk sexy now," I told her with a shrug.
"No wonder Windy has to keep giving those Secret Service guys menacing looks!" Amelia laughed, and then walked up abreast of me to walk side by side, "Do you think if I walk around with you, I can have your leftovers?"
"Any particular guys that you have in mind?" I replied continuing my mincing walk back towards the reception.
"Guys, my ass! I want all of the girls that chase your sexy ass around this place!" she patted my soft and wide bottom, which caused me to moan uncontrollably.
"Stop it you minx! I have to appear calm and collected! If I show up panting in a sexual frenzy, how do you think that will look to the ambassador?" I admonished her, trying to think about the Dali Lama to calm myself.
"I imagine that he would throw you to the floor and start humping you, wife or no wife!" she giggled up a storm imagining me being boffed by the ambassador. At least while she was giggling she wasn't finding ways to make me wet my panties.
"When we get there you are going to be asked how soon dinner will be served, you do have an answer I hope," I stated the obvious to keep her focused on the job at hand and not on my horny little body.
"To tell you the truth, it's been ready to go on the table for ten minutes. We were waiting until we had the word that you all had competed your missions. Did you?" she asked, looking me in the eyes for confirmation, "It went that well did it?"
"Better than we could have ever asked for. She has some serious issues with her husband," I replied. The trepidation in my voice must have been obvious. She stopped, turned to me, and gave me a noticeably quizzical look.
"I wish I had more to tell you, but we only talked for fifteen minutes. It was a quick evaluation. The only thing I know is that she doesn't object to having her husband screw the living hell out of her tonight," I told her what little I had gleaned in my short conversation.
"Do you think that she might be a battered woman?" she asked, now deadly serious.
"I am hoping that is not the case. Although I did tell her that we would support her and could protect her, hopefully in a way that if she doesn't have those kind of issues, she wouldn't be offended," I bit my lover lip in consternation. "I intend to put a bug in Windy's ear to keep an eye on her. If she sees anything that is suspicious she is to report it to me, unless she thinks that Marilynn is in immediate danger."
"I don't think you have to add that last, she would jump in to protect anyone from harm, male or female," she stated emphatically, taking my arm, and continuing toward the reception.
"Of course. You are right. I have been thinking of protecting Ka'an and all of the women so much, sometimes I forget about the men. Is that sexist? If it is, is it against men, or women?" damn I confuse myself sometimes!
"That hurts my head even thinking about it! Forget about it and go back to your important guests. Tell them dinner is ready and to get their collective butts to the table or I'll feed it to the Secret Service Agents!" she giggled as she opened the door and propelled me through it with a swat on my ample derrière.
I didn't let the fact that I was swatted show on my face as I sashayed into the room, "Attention everyone?" I waited until the room quieted. "Dinner is ready. Please follow me to the dining room."
Dinner
I wasn't certain that I should do the announcing, but I kind of felt like the hostess of this shindig, so I did it anyway. The only mistake I made was to have them all following me. I was so grateful when Meka quick stepped to my side so that mine wasn't the only bottom for the guests to watch on the way. She slipped her arm in mine and escorted me as we went.
Our wives escorted everyone to their proper place.
We had consulted, 'PROTOCOL FOR THE MODERN DIPLOMAT', Prepared by the Overseas Briefing Center, Foreign Service Institute, US Department of State, Washington, DC; 1998. Well, at least as close as we could get with eight women and three men at the table. We tried to at least, put non-Genetic Girls in between the Genetic Girls.
It indicated that Meka was to be at the end of the table and I was to be at the other end. Well you heard all that before. Let's just say everyone took his or her seats.
Even though on Ka'an I am the husband, I am taking the Hostess roll for this occasion. We weren't sure what the protocol for the head of mission being female, so we just considered who was the most important for the meeting as the Host.
The first strange thing I experienced was that Ambassador Blatherwick held my chair for me as I sat down to the table. It shouldn't have taken me by surprise, but I covered my surprise by giggling, which brought a smile from everyone then said, "Thank you Theo."
"Quite welcome Dolly," he expertly guided my chair in to the table, but misjudged my boobs, and my plate was pushed into my water glass causing a minor flood.
"I am terribly sorry Dolly!" he quickly apologized.
"Don't worry about it Theo. I crash them into things all of the time myself! Excuse me while I slip into something dryer," I went to stand and Theo took my chair again. He was however unable to keep his eyes off my nipples which were evident through my wet dress and bra.
I saw that Marilynn noticed his eyes bulge out at the same time I did. She was looking daggers at him as I left.
Changing
Two of my wives were waiting for me at the door, they bustled me into the nearest ladies room where they were all ready with a dress for me. I had to ask! "All right ladies, how is it that you have a new dress waiting for me? Do you have a change of clothes for the others as well?" I interrogated the suspects while giving then my 'harsh' gaze, which is about as terrifying as Smurfette could produce.
My wives could tell though, so Itzel answered, "No, we do not have a change for any of the others, just for you Dolly. We discussed what would happen at the table tonight and it was unanimous that the likelihood that you would be needing a change was almost certain." At least she had the good taste to blush and then continued with, "We felt that you are still becoming used to your body, like a teenager who is growing, so you can still be a little clumsy. We don't mean it to be cruel or anything, and it wasn't your fault the ambassador knocked over your water glass. We all think that you are doing a marvelous job. When it happened to me I was clumsy, bitchy, and a total wreck for nearly a year!"
"Thanks to you both. I am glad that you told me the way you did. I feel silly now for feeling picked on," I admitted. By this time, I was nearly in a new dress and Ysalane was touching up my makeup.
Ysalane said, as she spread lipstick on my lips, "There you are sweetie, all ready to go back to dinner!"
"Those pit crews at Indianapolis have nothing on you two!" I praised them, while wiggling back into my high heals.
I started clacking my way back to the dining room with my two escorts. We passed by a pair of the Secret Service agents roaming around our halls and one's eyes locked onto my chest as if his weapons radar had homed in on them. His partner sharply elbowed him in the ribs to break his stare. It made me giggle to think that would have been me just a few months ago.
I overheard them as we passed by them. One said, "You are damn lucky she giggled bonehead!"
"I couldn't help it! Did you see 'them'!" the other replied in disbelief.
"Shut up Eric, you fool! She'll hear you!" the first one said in a low menacing tone.
I walked out of earshot after that.
Ysalane asked me in a whisper, "Do you want us to speak to that one after we drop you off?"
"Nah, I would have done the same thing myself at one time. You can go back and jump his bones though if you want to," I teased.
"I'll think about it. You can have the other one if you want, I bring him by for you later," she teased back.
"Better yet, take him back to Ka'an and introduce him to the local flora," I laughed, "He can get his own set of missiles!"
"As you wish my queen!" she replied sharply.
"No, no, no, I was joking! Don't go and really do it!" I couldn't take the chance that she would take me seriously and deprive him of his manhood.
"Got you!" she laughed, "The only way he goes to Ka'an is under his own steam. We heard of maybe an attempt to sneak through to Ka'an tonight. If he is the one, I would laugh my ass off!"
Back to Dinner
She opened the door to the dining room for me, followed me to my chair, held it while I sat down, and carefully pushed me forward to the table.
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Keywords: Ch., 02, The, Fantasy, Twist,