Ch. 8: Preview #5

Ned’s words still rang in Theo’s mind as he helped carry the food out.  How could anyone be so flippant about being spanked for discipline?  As an adult!?

“Ooooh, these look delish!” Alice hummed, plucking a mushroom from the tray as he went by.  “Nice job, boys!”

Jen took one too and her face lit up.  “Oh damn, that is good!”

Theo just kept his head down and followed Ned to the table.  As they set the trays down, he … felt … Lola’s presence behind them.  Like its own physical force.  Why did his throat tighten so much, as her bulky arm reached between the two of them to test an hors d’oeuvre herself?  He shouldn’t care what Lola thought about it; and yet a small tingle of relief still ran through him as she favored the bite with a satisfied smile.  “Mmmm.  Quite acceptable.”  But then her dry stare swiveled to Ned.  “But still late.”

Ned nodded ruefully.  “My fault, Lola.  I miscalculated.”

“Mm hmm,” said Lola, as if to say the matter would be addressed again – later.

Cripes… she was actually going to spank her husband!

“Fortunately, there are two of you now to keep up with things,” she declared, as her heat-lamp glare fell upon Theo.

What??  “Oh, n-no thanks, I’m … not good at hosting, and stuff.  I’d rather just—”

“Jen, dear?” Lola boomed, right over his head.  “Mind if I enlist this little one as Ned’s helper for the rest of the evening?  I think my hubby could use the assist.”

Behind him, he heard Jen’s reply: “Oh!  Sure thing!”

Lola levied an amused smile down on him.  “Well.  There you have it.  Ned can fill you in on what needs doing.”  An inescapable hand clamped onto each of them as she said with authority, “I want every woman here to have a good time, and I expect both of you to make that happen.”  Leaned.  “Or else.”

Moments later, a nervous Theo trailed Ned through the house.  “Sh…She wouldn’t spank me, would she?” he eked out.

Ned laughed.  “Nah.  No way.”  Led him to the garage.  “It’d be Jen if anyone.”

 ***

Theo rubbed his biceps, sore from three trips of hauling liquor to the outdoor bar.  Now, with Ned having the only cocktail-making experience between them, Theo found himself shuffling toward the ladies, head down, with a printed placard in hand to take drink orders.  He was almost too nervous to even look at them.

They got a kick out of the menu Ned had designed, just for tonight’s gathering.  Printed with palm trees and coconuts and everything.  Good lord.  “Why yes, cutie!”  Alice laid into it.  “I’d love a ‘Sunset Serenade’.”

A ‘Hibiscus Hurricane’ for Lola.  A ‘Palmtree Paloma’ for Jen.  No one even mentioned Jen being underage.

Someone big moved in behind him.  “I’ll have a ‘Tiki Torch Temptation’.”

Wait.  That voice: strained, nervous, but familiar.  He craned his head upward to see …

Oh Jesus Christ.

“Hi Theo!  Remember me?”

The gate attendant.  From Invicta Studios.  “Brandi,” he breathed, barely a whisper.

She heard it and absolutely beamed.  “You do remember!”

How could he not?!  Even with Alice humping his brains out every day since then, Brandi had still found her way into his dreams multiple times.  He turned his head slowly, both afraid and painfully eager to see—

Ohhhhhhh holy FUCK.  Her body in a swimsuit was even more jaw-dropping than he’d imagined.  Like nothing he’d ever seen.  Each of her thighs was nearly as big across as her tapered waist!  Hips wide enough to sit on, beneath a laser-etched grid of abdominal muscle up the front and the sides.  Breasts large enough to nestle his head between; but shoulders and arms so colossally big they seemed almost like an exoskeleton grafted on.  The contrast of her dainty nose and cutesy face was more striking than ever as she smiled down at him, eyes shimmering and hopeful. 

“Um … h-hiiii,” he somehow managed, his insides feeling gushy and jumbled, his erection coming to life again.

Sudden tension twisted her face.  “You never called.”

Gulp  She’d written her number on his palm.  It’d still been visible one, maybe two days later, tempting him so much.  “I, um … uhh … I-I was busy with the show.”

“Tshht.”  Alice moved in behind him.  “You had the whole rest of the weekend free.  No excuse not to have at least called her back.”

What?  Alice wanted him to—?

“Well, you’ll have plenty of time tonight to make it up to her,” Alice concluded, turning him to face Brandi fully.  His gaze caught on her superlative, butterfly-inducing physique … and despite everything, he just couldn’t look away.

“Uh oh.”  Lola chuckled amusedly.  “Poor guy’s smitten.  Bold move, Alice, bringing her here.”

His girlfriend hummed.   “I’m not a jealous woman.  I don’t mind sharing.  After all, what are friends for?”

Beautiful Brandi looked above him to flash Alice an eager smile.  Friends?  The hell was happening here??

A light smack – right on his rump! – got him moving.  “It’s not wise to keep ladies waiting,” Alice intoned, “when there are drinks to be had.”