The Price of Desire (12 page)

‘We're late,' he mumbled as he rang the bell. The front door opened and a woman stood there, her blonde hair tumbling in curls to her shoulders. She wore a long black evening gown that hugged her shapely body, cut low so that Georgie couldn't help looking at the deep valley of her cleavage.

‘Richard, you naughty boy, you're late,' she scolded, then laughed as he feigned a hurt expression. ‘We nearly started without you. Come in, come in.' She stood back to let them enter, Georgie smiling politely as she passed and caught the scent of heady perfume.

‘Sorry we're late, Mary,' Richard said as he followed her along the hall, ‘but my cousins took their time getting ready. You know what you women are like.'

‘I was only teasing, Dickie. Gideon and I are just pleased you could all make it. And besides, I'm willing to bet that you took longer than anyone else.'

Mary led them through some double doors into a sizable reception room. Georgie furtively scanned their surroundings, harbouring the vain hope that Lily would be there. This wasn't going to be as easy as she'd hoped. She wished she could just start questioning people, but Richard had already warned them that the direct approach would scare everyone into silence. They had to be patient. They had to use subterfuge.

It looked like they were the last to arrive, the room full of people talking and drinking, although there was an obvious drop in conversation as they entered. Mary took their coats and offered drinks, explaining she had given the staff the evening off. She probably didn't want them finding out what their employers got up to in their spare time, thought Georgie.

Richard strode across the room and shook hands with two men, leaving Bunnie and Georgie standing awkwardly together. They couldn't hear what Richard was talking about, but there was a pause and the three turned as one, staring at the girls, then turned back, once again engrossed in conversation. Georgie had the feeling she had just been appraised and evaluated, which really got her blood boiling.

Mary returned and handed them a glass of champagne each. ‘We're just waiting for my husband,' she said. ‘He's bringing up some more bottles from the wine cellar. Ah, speak of the devil and he shall appear.'

An imposing gentleman appeared and Mary introduced them, Georgie looking up into steely-grey eyes and strong features.

‘This is my husband, Gideon Lachlan. Gideon, these are Richard's delightful cousins, Georgina and Bunnie.'

Gideon offered a large hand, which engulfed Bunnie's as she shook it. He turned to Georgie and offered the same greeting. His grip was strong but his skin was soft. They were not the hands of someone who earned his living through manual labour. Silver flecks in his hair betrayed his age, which Georgie guessed at around early-fifties, but he retained chiselled good looks. She met his gaze as they locked eyes for a second longer than is usual, and she thought she saw something flash across his face, making her feel inexplicably uneasy, but then it was gone as quickly as it had come.

‘Nice to meet you,' Georgie heard herself say.

Gideon smiled warmly and released her hand. ‘Time to get the party started,' he said, throwing her a wink and walking into the middle of the room.

‘Ladies and gentlemen, can I have your attention please?' The room fell silent, all eyes on the host.

‘Firstly, I would like to thank you all for coming and extend a warm welcome. I'm hoping you have all come here with an open heart and mind, as we have a few surprises for you along the way. You may have noticed a slight imbalance in our numbers this evening.'

Georgie looked around the room. She hadn't noticed it before, but now she saw there were definitely more women than men.

‘I assure you this was not an error with the guest list,' Gideon continued, grey eyes shining with mischief. ‘No, my darling wife and I thought we could change the rules slightly for this evening. Instead of mixed doubles, it will be two women for each man.' Excited chatter broke out in the room and Gideon wore a satisfied smile; he obviously had the reaction he wanted.

‘Settle down, everyone, please,' he said, gesturing with his open hands. ‘We still have the selection process to undertake. So now, can all the men in the room please close their eyes?' There was silence as the male guests complied, and after making sure no one was peeking Gideon closed his eyes as well. ‘Now can all the women please remove their knickers and place them on the coffee table.'

Georgie blushed instantly, and she wasn't the only one. A handful of the female guests were already removing the requested garment, Bunnie included, but the rest looked as awkward and embarrassed as Georgie felt. But the thought of Lily spurred Georgie on, and slowly she reached under her dress and slid her black silk panties down her stockinged legs.

She passed Richard as she took them to the low table. His eyes were closed, but a smug smile played around the corners of his mouth. Then a horrible thought struck her; what if she was grouped with Richard? She couldn't possibly have sex with him; they were related. Okay, technically it wasn't illegal to sleep with her cousin, but it was definitely icky. She'd never thought of him like that before. As infuriating as he could be at times, they were so close they were more like brother and sister. Georgie was prepared to do almost anything to find Lily, but she would have to draw a line at Richard.

Bunnie dropped her panties on top of Georgie's, and they stood awkwardly side by side at the table to await their fate.

‘Open your eyes now gentlemen, please, and join me,' Gideon instructed, moving to the coffee table.

There was an atmosphere of barely controlled excitement as the men became animated once more. ‘Each of you will take it in turns to pick two pairs of knickers randomly, and the lucky ladies they belong to will be your company for the evening.'

Bunnie was picked before Georgie. He looked like one of the younger men there, possibly in his late twenties. He had dark hair and serious eyes. As he picked up her white thong Bunnie moved wordlessly towards him, looking slightly apprehensive. She kept her eyes on the table as the man picked his second pair, white knickers, bigger this time, and a shapely blonde stepped forward.

It was Richard's turn next, and Georgie held her breath as he made his choices. But she needn't have worried; his selection turned out to be two young women, Fern and Rachael, who both looked thoroughly pleased with the arrangement. For his part, Richard looked like the cat that got the cream.

Only one other woman was left with Georgie as Gideon took his turn, but there was only one pair left. They were black silk panties which Georgie knew were hers, and the watching room realised, as did she, that one of the two left had come to the party wearing no knickers at all, whereupon Georgie hastily grabbed hers, not wanting anyone to think she'd been the one who'd turned up so flagrantly underdressed.

Gideon looked serious for a second, and then clapped his hands together, his face splitting into a leer. ‘Edwina, you little minx!' he chuckled. ‘I should have known.'

The room erupted with laughter and Edwina made a mock curtsy to the watching crowd.

‘Now the formalities are over with, please relax and enjoy yourselves,' Gideon announced. ‘Let the fun begin!'

The numbers started to thin as the groups spread around the house, finding their own space until there were only the three of them left: Gideon, Georgie and Edwina. It was the first time Georgie had dared to look at her properly. She was pale, her skin flawless apart from a smattering of freckles across her cheeks and nose, and she had flame-red hair that fell over her shoulders. She wore a yellow dress, the light fabric clinging to the curves of her breasts and hips.

‘I thought we could spend a bit of time getting to know each other before we join the others in the pool,' said Gideon, topping up their glasses with champagne. ‘I've been especially looking forward to meeting you more intimately, Georgie. Shall we?'

Without a word Edwina took Georgie's hand and they followed Gideon into the hall and up the stairs.

 

Richard led the two women out into the garden, not believing his luck. He'd heard rumours about Gideon's infamous parties but this was the first he had been invited to. He was nervous, but his excitement and barely controlled lust propelled him to indulge himself with the women. It would be rude not to.

Outside they walked to a patio surrounding a spot-lit pool. The garden was impressive, and as it was a pleasantly warm evening guests were already making themselves comfortable at the poolside tables.

‘Fancy a swim?' Richard asked, hoping to break the ice.

‘Good idea,' said Fern, the older brunette, leading the way to the pool. Both women undressed while Richard looked on appreciatively.

Fern was the first to break the pool's glittering surface. ‘Come on in, the water's lovely,' she called to Rachael, the petite blonde, splashing her playfully. Giggling, Rachael lowered herself in, Fern meeting her with a passionate kiss. Richard smiled; the evening was turning out better than he could have possibly hoped.

Rather than getting in and joining them he decided to wait and watch the two ladies get acquainted. He pulled out a chair at the nearest table and watched them kissing, their mouths open, tasting each other's tongues.

Fern broke the kiss and twisted to grab her drink from the side of the pool. Her brown shoulder-length hair, the ends now wet from the water, clung to an elegant neck. Richard's eyes travelled down to her cleavage and admired full breasts, bobbing firmly just beneath the gently lapping surface. He watched her sensual lips purse around the straw of her cocktail and felt a familiar stirring in his trousers.

He turned his attention to Rachael, mesmerised by her wet skin glistening in the fluorescent spotlights. His eyes roamed over the pale flesh of her shoulders, and her pert, partly submerged breasts. His arousal grew and he shifted on his seat, trying to accommodate his hardening cock.

Fern returned her drink to dry land and turned to look at Rachael, the spark of lust evident. She reached out and cupped the other's breasts, trim fingers teasing the nipples to hard peaks. Rachael closed her eyes, murmuring her enjoyment as Fern took one erect nipple between her lips, sucking and nibbling on the delicate teat.

Another man sat on one of the other chairs at the table, also engrossed in the performance the women were putting on, and Richard noticed his hand move over his crotch and squeeze the obvious bulge in his trousers. Richard's erection was also straining uncomfortably and he shifted slightly, turning his attention back to the two beauties.

Rachael and Fern climbed out of the water and lay naked on a sun-lounger in front of Richard and the stranger. Water still clung to their exposed flesh and both girls shivered slightly in the evening breeze. Rachael lazily trailed a hand over Fern's slender thighs, and they kissed affectionately.

The two ladies lay on their sides facing and cuddling each other, and from where they were sitting the two men had a direct view of Fern's buxom bottom, and her plump pussy peeping from between her thighs. Richard felt a thrill at the sight and his cock throbbed at the thought of sinking into those warm, wet, welcoming delights. He wanted to delve between her pouting folds and bury his cock deep inside her.

A grunt from the seat next to him caught Richard's attention and he looked over. The man had undone his trousers to free his massive erection, sprouting up from his thatch of black hair. Richard swallowed hard. He didn't know why but the sight of the other man's penis aroused him. He watched him slowly stroking it, rolling the collar of skin up to the bulbous tip before easing it back down, greedily feasting on the view of the two women. Then the stranger turned his head quickly and Richard snapped his eyes back to the pool, blushing slightly at being caught, his cock straining painfully against his thigh.

Richard fleetingly wondered where the man's companions for the evening were, but looking around it appeared that not many had stuck to their assigned threesomes. There were about ten people in the pool in various states of undress, some were in the full throws of sexual intercourse while others were splashing around and groping each other playfully. There were others on the sidelines sitting at the tables, talking and drinking or sucking and fucking or all at once. Richard thought he caught a glimpse of Bunnie's blonde hair amongst the action in the pool. He wasn't surprised, and was in fact disappointed that he hadn't selected her as part of his trio.

But he wasn't about to complain and turned his attention back to Rachael, who was now lying on her back, her legs parted and offering an unobstructed view of her plump wet pussy. She trailed one hand over her pert breasts, down her flat tummy and finally cupped her mound, content to play with herself while her friend worshipped her with kisses. She parted her swollen labia, exposing the sensitive pearl of her clitoris and her silky pink inner flesh.

Richard's cock lurched, and a growl of frustration erupted deep in his throat. Watching the girls play and the sexually charged atmosphere was a heady mixture, and he desperately needed a release. With a trembling hand he reached down and unzipped his fly, spreading the open trousers wide, relieving the pressure of his erection slightly. He risked a glance at the man next to him, who was still stroking himself to the same slow, indulgent beat. His huge cock was long and hard and Richard's stomach did a little flip at its impressive girth, so stout it would stretch even the most accommodating pussy. His breath caught in his throat and he looked hastily away, blushing again.