Breakdown Chapter 17 C.R.E.W. Customs

Chuck studied his naked wife seated at the table - on which she was just
fucked to insensibility - eating her breakfast as though nothing
unusual had transpired,   The only discontinuity was that she was stark
naked and semen from two recent johns was leaking a little from both
her cunt and her ass. "Baby, don't you think you should clean up a
bit." Chuck gently offered. 

"Sweetheart, Let me enjoy the feeling of a man's cum in me for a little
while. It makes me feel very sexy." Terry purred. 

"Sexy!  Damm woman you just planned, staged and performed a DP sandwich
threesome for the benefit of the hotel security cameras in the hallway
announcing to the world that you are a shameless exhibitionist and
insatiable slut. Sexy!  That's like calling the Titanic a boating
accident." Chuck exploded. 

"Maybe so, but who manned the video camera so we'd have our own full
color sound edition of that little play in one act." She countered. 

Before the teasing exchange could continue the telephone rang. "Hello"
Chuck answered and listened for a bit and then said "Sure, come up.
You'll give us a minute." And then to Terry "Get a robe on Please. The
resort general manager, Vince Maxwell, Sheriff Dillon's buddy and he
needs to speak with us." 

Terry grimaced in alarm and scooted into the bedroom to find a bathrobe.
She came back a re seated herself at the dinning table. "I wonder if we
are going to get thrown out because of our antics." She said to Chuck 

"No! I don't think so. I'd have heard something in his voice and all I
heard was good cheer." Chuck said as the door chime sounded. 

Vincent Maxwell turned out to be a very fit upper middle age guy, very
well but casually dressed, carrying a shopping bag which he sat down by
an empty chair at the dining table. "Hi! I am Vince Maxwell and you are
Terry and Chuck Stevenson. Welcome to Pine Slopes! Do you mind if I
pour myself some coffee?" He opened in a most friendly manner. 

"My main task today was to tell you about the group that will be
occupying almost all of the Tower and several surrounding units,
because they have some ‘traditions' that you will see and find unusual.
First, I was able to upgrade you to the Presidential Suite because old
man Warner who owns Western Financial cancelled at the last minute. I
like the old man but think his kid is a prick, and was glad to fill
this suite so the ‘crown prince' couldn't claim it. The only other
people staying on this floor will be two senior vice presidents and one
brings his wife. If the old man is the king these two are barons." 

"Second every other room in the Tower and most in surrounding lodges is
going to be occupied by the Western Financial C.R.E.W.  which stands
for Corporate Renewal and Energize Workshop'.  All the meals are
included - so I am pleased to tell you all your meals are also
included.  The CREW has a banquet every night and you'll have a special
table all to yourselves.  The participants are mostly men, with a
sprinkling of women executives and a few wives. It is possible that a
hand full of husbands accompany the women executives. I won't know
until the guests check in today starting at four and dinner is a
eight." 

"Third the dinners are followed by dances which is where things get
complicated. I have not been told ‘the rules' but from what I have
observed, at the dances females are picked for assignations with senior
executives after the music stops. Everyone knows that it is going to
happen and all the ladies compete to be picked by higher ranking men.
The dinner dresses are all very revealing but there are some informal
standards.  Underwear is worn tonight but braless tomorrow and commando
the day after." 

"We have female wait staff serving dinner and while no one gets a bill,
our waitresses also compete to attract good cash tips, and so I impose
the same limitations on the degree of undress they can have out on the
banquet floor. After all who would even notice a coed serving you if
the lady guest next over was flashing her boobs."
"From what I can observe, Ladies chosen tonight will spend the evening
with the choosier. The choosier will often assemble a small harem so he
has several gals to please him for the balance of the night. At
tomorrow's banquet those chosen tonight will be able to do their own
choosing by selecting males that they want to sleep with that might
advance the family stature in Western Financial.  They could also find
themselves chosen again but only by an executive of rank higher than
the prior night's assignation.  They wear a series of colored ribbons
in their hair to signal this status." 

"What you have to know is that an invitation to dance is how the
executives choose their harem." 

"The fourth night is all together more extreme.  The dress code for the
lady guests and for the waitresses is nothing!  My girls serve nude and
the lady guests eat nude, Every door on every room in the Tower is open
and males wander about looking to get in line to take on any lady who
is willing. I honestly cannot work out the protocol issues but it seems
the free-for-all has rules where lower status men cannot venture to
tower flowers higher than some limit, and that the only way ladies can
use upper floors is to have been invited up on some earlier evening" 

"A bit of reassuring news, when the old man attended in prior years few
if any ladies were invited to the presidential suite and the door
stayed closed on the fourth night." 

"So this CREW week slides into an orgy with rules?" an incredulous Chuck
asked. 

"That's about it." Vince replied. "If you wish, I can set you evening
meals to be delivered by room service instead of having it served in
the banquet Venue." He offered. 

"We may not have returned from our planned sightseeing excursions to
nearby national parks and monuments in time to dress for a formal
dinner." Terry contributed. "So a room service delivery would let us
stay in our field clothes." 

"Well Yes!" Vince paused significantly and then added "That brings up
another point. With the Tower and the several nearby lodges filled with
Western Financial guests I will need every member of the wait staff and
the room service group working at maximum efficiency to get all the
meals served in a timely manner." Holding up his hand to forestall
questions Vince continued. "All of my male wait staff are hoping to be
on duty when the next order from the Presidential Suite arrives. Terry,
you have got to cut out seducing these kids. I cannot have them
vanishing by two's and three's for a half hour forty-five minutes for a
five minute delivery.  I was going to ask that only Chuck answer the
door, but my waitresses are all determined to take the measure of the
man who has kept an insatiable slut sexually happy for all these years,
so that's not a certain option." 

"Any way !    Here..." Vince said handing the couple the bag he brought.
"I think this is all the security video recorded of either of you since
your arrival. There may be pirate low res copies circulating, and
virtually all the kids on staff have seen the footage but I don't want
to hunt down any more so keep any adventures out of the elevators and
public areas please. Utah is not Nevada and it could cause me troubles.
" 

Terry, clearly embarrassed spoke first. "I am sorry Mr. Maxwell.."
"Vince!" He interrupted.       "OK Vince" Terry continued. "I never
wanted my adventures to cause anyone else any inconvenience and I
really understand how disruptive this could be to your need to have
your organization run efficiently. So no parties with your staff in the
room and no displays in the public areas.  I promise.  I'll also defend
my hubby against the onslaught of curious coeds." 

"That is good to hear! One more point and I'll let you enjoy the rest of
the day." Vince continued. "The Tower roof has a sundeck pool and
exercise equipment and is only accessible by stairways from this
penthouse floor. Since access to the penthouse is limited by key access
in the elevator, the guests who have the special elevator passes are
the only ones who can use the roof top facilities. In order to deliver
meals the room service staff have access to this floor through the
service elevator. During the week all the normal room service staff are
female." 

"The roof is above the line of sight of any structures nearby so it is
private enough to let waitresses get a tan without getting tan lines.
Male waiters have to get special permission to go to the penthouse so
it would be very rare for a waiter to get to the sun deck.  Penthouse
guests also have unlimited access. I'll show you the way up now." Vince
concluded. 

"So if we went up now the deck would be empty and Terry could sun
herself in privacy, and the only others on the property would be coeds
checked in but not on duty.  Sounds like a plan to me." Chuck laughed. 

"Pervert! Voyeur!" Terry Teased her husband. The day I can't keep your
attention away from some little college girl...   I'll be back in a
minute and you can show me the way Vince." Terry finished. 

She left the room and returned in a few moments with a beach bag and big
floppy hat. Other than that she was naked. 

"I am relieved." Vince said. "I was afraid I'd be the first man the
incredible Mrs. Stevenson has met in more than 36 hours who would have
to admit he hadn't seen her body up close and in the flesh." Vince
chuckled "Turn left out of the suite door Terry and we'll miss most of
the security cameras." 

Opening an unmarked door at the end of the hallway Vince said "After
you." 

Terry looked at him, smirked and stuck her tongue out "You just want to
look at my ass when I climb the stairs. You are a dirty old man like
Chuck!" 

"Guilty" The men replied in unison.                    "Now climb the
stairs and give us a show." Chuck added 

"Ahhh Terry, you seem to be leaking." Vince said catching the gleam of
semen on Terry's leg. "and I can see your service stripes." 

"Yeah She says she like the feel of semen loads in her cunt and ass, but
I think she just wants us to know she has recently been fucked. I don't
know if she is bragging about getting footballers to ball her or is
advertising for more." Chuck added in mock exasperation. 

"You know." Vince said. "I lived in Nevada a long time and I've seen all
sorts of gals with painted faces and padded boobs, stripping in clubs
and whoring in hotels. Few if any exude the sheer sensuality that Terry
does. That is one incredibly hot lady swinging he ass for our
entertainment. I hope you are not mad." 

"Hell No!  I was shocked yesterday. I got over that the first time I saw
her naked and confident she could fuck rings around two of the most
powerful men in the county, AND still have a hole left for me." Chuck
replied as they followed Terry prancing nude around the sundeck and
exercise equipment. 

"What is that?" Terry asked pointing to a closed in room near the end of
the pool. 

"Machinery enclosure." Vince replied                            "But why
is it equipped with a room air conditioner?" She asked 

"Um...  Well...  We also store some extra exercise equipment in there."
Vince temporized                     "Air conditioned Storage??" 

"Ok! OK!  Let me open the door." Vince said fishing another card key out
of his pocket.  Inside the room was partitioned so one half had pumps
heaters filters and chemical injectors just like the equipment the
Stevenson's have at home, but on the other side there were several
devices that looked a bit like the small gym at Helen's House and a
rack where restraints  dildos and other sex toys were neatly stored. In
the middle of the floor was a device that looked like a modified rowing
machine. 

"And this is....." Terry demanded imperiously.
"Exercise equipment." Vince Replied               "I'll just bet."
Terry retorted 

When she realized Vince was not going to amplify his statement Terry
challenged "OK  I want to use the equipment and I want you to show me
how it works and how to get the best workout while using it." 

Vince looked at Terry and then at Chuck and seeing no easy way out he
walked over to the device and grasped the handle that was pointing
straight up. He pulled in forward slowly and a rubber dong rose out of
the straddle seat, as he pushed the handle back to neutral the dong
went back down. As he pulled the handle backwards another dong rose up
a bit behind the first, and pulling the handle back to neutral the
second dong sunk back down. "It a rowing machine that you control by
how far forward you push it and how far backward you pull it." He said
giving the minimum possible explanation. 

"Chuck help me get this cleaned up because you'll also be expected to
clean it up after anyone uses anything." He said wiping the exposed
surfaces down with a disinfectant wipe and then towel dry. Holding out
a tray of rubber cock shapes he said "Terry choose one of each of these
two types. 

Terry picked up one after the other letting the suspense build before
handing two from the larger sizes to Vince. "I'll start with these." 

With Chuck watching carefully Vince exchanged the rubber add-ons and
gave the saddle a last wipe down. "Climb on Terry." He said. "I
recommend you set the neutral position to be just inside.... Eh! ...
Um!..... So neither becomes misaligned... and you inch the neutral
position upward with this thread adjustment...  Tell me how it feels." 

"Just Great." Terry blurted "What are these dials?' 

"They indicate the degree of charge built up in the battery by the
rowing action that is connected to a generator. The battery powers the
vibratory action you will feel after you have the rowing stroke
established." Vince explained  OK push the handles forward slowly ....
Now pull back to neutral... and pull back further .... Now push forward
to neutral.....OK how did that feel?" Vince asked. 

"Really good and I could tell this will work my arms shoulders and gut."
The naked woman replied 

Terry started the rowing cycle pushing forward and pulling back. The
effort was noticeable and after a few moments her eyes open wide in
surprise. "I imagine the battery charge is high enough to start the
motors that rotate and vibrate those tools." Vince observed "You will
have to stay right by her while she rides, because after repeated
orgasms riders have been know to become so enthralled they ride past
the point of exhaustion and cannot safely dismount. I'd give my
eyeteeth to watch this in real time but I have to be at my desk incase
of check-in problems." Vince instructed 

"Real tiime??" Chuck asked and Vince nodded significantly to the
security cameras covering the room. 

"These feeds ONLY go to my office. They are color and high resolution
and motion activated." Vince said as he left. "I'll burn you a CD." 

Chuck turned his attention back to Terry. She pushed the handle forward
leaning into the stroke giving the handle and the front dildo an
increased range of motion. On the draw Terry pulled the handles toward
her and then leaned back pulling further sliding the back dildo up and
deeply in. Chuck could hear the whine of the generator feeding current
to the apparatus battery which provided the juice to vibrate and rotate
the two rubber penetration tools. Cycle after cycle Terry pushed and
pulled bending further forward and back as she drooped into the rhythm
until with a distinct thump she hit the front safety stop and a moment
later another thump as she hit the back safety stop. 

By now Terry was panting both from arousal as well as from exertion. "I
cannot believe how this combination feels alternating between shoving
into my pussy and shoving into my ass. The faster I stroke the higher
the stored amperage is in the battery which in turn speeds up the
vibrator motors and increases the motion I can feel." She thought to
herself. What Chuck heard was an increase in the volume of the moans
and groans sighs and even giggles as Terry pumped the machine and
pleasured herself. 

Chuck checked the clock and saw his wife had been riding eleven minutes
when she began to show signs of imminent sexual release. The first
warning is Terry's trademark erolalia increasing in volume and
decreasing in coherence. The second was a pronounced flush covering her
skin and the final stage was earsplitting cry of ecstasy as she slumped
in the saddle and the handle moved to the disengaged position. 

When she recovered sufficiently she looked at Chuck "Honey I have found
the perfect home fitness appliance. Can we get one of our own?

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