Archive-name: Slaves/decept04.txt
Archive-author: Robert 42
Archive-title: Deceptive Movements - 4
The continuing story of Rigid Training
CHAPTER 4
Donna was extremely happy to hear that Laurie had hired someone to
help them out. She loved the work, but working the amount of hours they
had been working were beginning to wear them both thin. Laurie did seem
to be in better spirits today. They only had about 14 hours left to
complete the house they were working on. Laurie thought that perhaps
they would take the weekend off after they finished this one.
She liked the idea of a new person starting just as they were
starting a new job. Actually, she had a good mind to hire a 4th
person. This way they could work on two jobs at once.
In reality, Laurie only started this to keep herself busy during
the day. The alimony she got from her ex-husband was enough to ensure
she would live well. Now that she had more work than she knew what to
do with, she envisioned not working at all. Just hiring qualified
decorators and running the business from her home.
Yes, the long hours were wearing thin on both of them. Laurie
returned from Rio and was delighted to see that Donna had done so well
in her absence. But leaving home at 8am and not getting home till
after 10pm gets old rather quickly.
Donna had long since become a full time worker. She still attended
classes. but even on school days, she went to work with Laurie after
classes. Well, Cheryl would be full time regardless. Laurie had already
decided that they would not work past 5:30 no matter what. No amount of
money was worth running yourself ragged.
Cindy was just finishing up a conversation with a client who had
recently returned from a Caribbean cruise. After hearing the details of
the trip, Cindy hung up the phone satisfied that the client had a good
time. In the travel business, it was extremely important to make sure
all goes well for the clients. It is important for one to enjoy their
work. This was no problem for Cindy, being a travel agent was very
rewarding for her.
One of her agents informed her that she had a call from someone
named Jennifer while she was on the phone. Jennifer!.. She hadn't
spoken to her since they had returned from Rio. She'd meant to call her
but somehow couldn't find the time. She picked up her telephone and
quickly dialed her number. It was answered on the first ring.
"Hello?" Wait, that isn't Jennifer.
"Uhhh... Is Jennifer there?".. There was a only the slightest pause on
the other end.
"Yes, may I ask who's calling?" Cindy couldn't remember Jennifer having
a maid.
"Yes, this is Cindy".. The voice asked her to hold the line.. A few
seconds later, the familiar voice of Jennifer came on the phone.
"Hello, Cindy"
"Hi, Jen. I got a message that you called".
"Yes I did. But first tell me, how are you doing?"
"Oh!, I'm doing great. How about you?"
"Real good. the reason I was calling was to see if you had any plans
for tonight." No, Cindy planned to spend a quiet evening at home.
"Nothing, why do you have anything planned for me?" Cindy giggled
slightly.
"As a matter of fact, I wanted to invite you and Marvin over this
evening for dinner."
"I`d like that. But i'm afraid that Marvin is out of town until next
weekend. He and Harold."
"I see. that's ok. You can still come if you'd like."
"Sure! I'd like that. Any special time?"
"Well, is 7ish alright with you?".. Cindy thought.. Yeah she could
leave at 4:30 instead of 5:00 to be able to be ready for 7.
"Yes. Seven is fine."
"Great. We'll see you then."
As Cindy hung up the phone, she realised that Jennifer had said
"WE'LL" see you then. Hmmm she wondered who else would be at this
dinner. She couldn't help but squirm in her seat as she knew that
Jennifer didn't invite you over for dinner JUST to have dinner. She
allowed herself a smile as she envisioned herself not being able to
make it to work the next because of the sore bottom she would probably
have.
Except for the fact that Cheryl was stark naked, one would not
think anything different about the two women spending an afternoon just
lounging around the house. In fact, except for the obvious, there WAS
nothing different. It had been several hours since Jennifer tortured
the young woman's nipples. Since then, they'd done nothing except
consume coffee and watch soap operas. A luxury Cheryl hadn't known
since the summer after she graduated from High School.
At around 5 o'clock. Jennifer turned off the television and told
Cheryl she was going to start dinner. She asked if the girl had brought
anything except jeans to dress in. No, she hadn't.. Cheryl thought that
she might be due another spanking because of it.
"Oh I should have told you earlier, I frequently entertain guests. It
wouldn't do to have you in jeans." No, Jennifer had only told her to
bring a few changes of clothes.
"Do you have any dresses at home?"
"Yes ma'am" Jennifer considered it.
"Ok, we're having company at 7:00. Why don't you run home and pack some
nice clothes? I go out quite a bit too."
Cheryl had the feeling of somehow being elevated to a higher track.
This was obviously a woman of wealth. She wondered if the older woman
would find her skirts acceptable. She decided to take the chance.
Cheryl went back to her apartment and packed two suitcases full of
clothes. Most of her skirts were of the mini variety. The longest being
an unmodest 5 inches above her knees. She somehow thought that a large
chunk of her new salary would be spent buying new clothes. She didn't
mind that at all really. her new job would pay her double of what she
was making now.
Cheryl returned about 45 minutes after she had left. Jennifer came
out of the kitchen to answer the door. Upon seeing Cheryl with two
suitcases, she smiled at her.
"Well, it looks like you are ready to move in" Cheryl was embarrassed
at
hearing that.
"No ma'am! This isn't all of my things. Just a few sets of clothes."
Jennifer laughed as she stepped aside for the young woman to enter.
"Well, maybe we'll both go and get everything tomorrow."
Cheryl nearly dropped one of the bags she was carrying. Was that an
offer to move in? She looked quizzically at the blonde lady.
"Do you want me to move in here?" Jennifer nodded
"If you want to." Cheryl had to admit that it would sure be a lot more
comfortable here than in her tiny apartment.
"Ummm, how much would it cost me a month?" Jennifer appeared to look
thoughtful.
"Oh I don't know, Can you cook?"
Cheryl nodded.
"Tell you what. this house is paid for. We'll share the chores and
expenses.. that ok with you?"
That was more than ok with Cheryl. She could afford it under those
circumstances.
"Alright then, You go on upstairs and get dressed. I have to finish
dinner."
"Ok" she said and started to walk away. She'd better warn Jennifer
about her skirts.
"Oh, listen. All of my dresses are short." She stood and waited for
what Jennifer would say about that.
"How short?" Jennifer really wouldn't mind shorter skirts... Just as
long as they weren't in bad taste.
"About this short" Cheryl said. Using one of her suitcase filled hands
to show her exactly how short they were.
"I'd have to see. Put one on and we'll see how it looks."
Cheryl guessed that was fair enough. She went upstairs and added the
two suitcases to the one she already had in there.
The dressiest skirt she had was a bright red mini. It only came
down to 6 inches above her knees. She put that one on and hoped
Jennifer would approve of it. After completing the outfit with a white
blouse and pantyhose, she went downstairs to show her the outfit.
Jennifer actually liked the way she looked in the red mini.
"I'll tell you. It's a nice outfit. It'll be fine tonight. But some of
the things I do are a bit more formal."
"I'm sorry, I don't have anything formal to wear." Cheryl said
apprehensively.
Jennifer looked the young girl over with a keen eye.
"You know, except for your tits being a little larger. You and Laurie
are about the same size. Maybe we can work something out... Anyhow, I
have to get dressed too. Would you be a dear and watch this to make
sure it doesn't burn?"
Cheryl said she would as Jennifer left to make herself ready for the
evening.
Things seemed a little too good to be true. She wondered if she
weren't somehow dreaming. Maybe she ought to pinch herself to see. No,
Jennifer had done plenty of that earlier.
Cheryl didn't know it, but Brad was driving up to her apartment
building just as she was putting her suitcases into her car. He
followed her at a safe distance and saw where she had gone.
"So that's it" he thought. She was moving in with another guy. Judging
by the neighborhood the house was in, Brad thought that she was only
doing it for money. "That bitch" he muttered to himself. He would pay
them a visit before too long.
Cindy took great care in dressing herself the way she knew Jennifer
liked. Not that she would have minded very much Jennifer not approving
of something about her. She knew that if that would be the case, she
would be reminded of Jennifer's displeasure in the most delightful way.
But she had no desire to push it. For she also knew that Jennifer knew
when she was being deliberately baited.
She dressed in a light blue skirt and matching blouse. Jennifer
didn't care for pantyhose and she knew it. She pulled silky stockings
over her legs and fastened a garter belt to them. She wondered what
Jennifer had planned for the evening. Thinking about it, she had never
been alone with the dominant woman. Always with Marvin or Laurie
present. She could almost imagine the things Jennifer could come up
with when she was concentrating on only one person.
Jennifer dressed in a dark blue skirt and white blouse. She
returned to the kitchen under the admiring gaze of Cheryl.
"That's a pretty skirt." Jennifer smiled at her
"Thank you dear. Would you set the table while I finish up here?"
Cheryl set the table for 3 people. She wondered if it were Laurie
coming over for dinner. She was beginning to feel more and more
comfortable around the older woman. It was clear to her that she was
now in the best situation that she'd ever been in. She only briefly
thought of Brad as she finished setting the table for dinner.
It was about 10 minutes before 7 when the doorbell rang. Jennifer
opened the door to find a young man standing there, holding a baseball
bat. Brad was slightly taken back by the attractive woman who answered
the door. But he quickly pushed past her and walked into the house.
"Where is she?" Jennifer stood with her arms folded.
"Where is who?" Brad shot her a look as he looked around the living
room.
"Cheryl, that's who!.. I saw her car out there.. Where is she?"
Jennifer did her best to appear calm.
"Is she a friend of yours?" She began to wonder if she'd made a grave
mistake befriending the young woman.
"Damn straight!. I'm her boyfriend!" Cheryl heard him say that as she
walked out of the dining room.
"Brad!!.. what are you doing here?" Cheryl was shocked to see him there
to say the least.
"I wanna see the guy you stood me up for. I saw you bring your
suitcases here." Cheryl started walking across the room.
"Brad, I don't know what you're talking about.. I want you to get out
of here and leave me alone."
Brad raised the bat menacingly. "Where is that son of a bitch?..
I'll kill him!"
Jennifer calmly held her hand out. "I'm the son of a bitch you're
talking about.. Cheryl's aunt." Brad whirled around to face Jennifer
"Aunt??.. You never said you had an aunt"
Cheryl marvelled at how poised Jennifer seemed to be.
"You didn't ask! Besides, I didn't think it was any of your business in
the first place."
Brad began to feel foolish. He dropped the bat he carried to his side
and looked at Cheryl. It was Jennifer who broke the silence
"Perhaps you'd like to invite your boyfriend to stay for dinner,
Cheryl?"
"He's not my boyfriend. Just an EX friend." She shot him an icy glare.
Jennifer couldn't help but laugh. "He looks to be a bit jealous to me."
"I'm not jealous' he protested. "I just got mad when she broke a date
with me. I saw her coming here and thought she was moving in with
another guy."
Jennifer shook her head as Cheryl did a slow burn.
"I am certainly not some other guy. Cheryl why don't you set another
place at the table?" Cheryl didn't want Brad hanging around, but she
wasn't going to disobey Jennifer either.
"Yes ma'am" Jennifer then turned to Brad.
"And if you'll just hand me that bat, you and I can become acquainted
with one another."
He looked down at the Louisville Slugger in his hand. He gave it to the
woman and allowed himself to be ushered to a chair in the living room.
Jennifer took a seat on the sofa.
"So, Cheryl broke a date with you did she?" He was beginning to calm
down a little.
"Yeah, she told me that she had something to do."
Jennifer nodded.
"Yes, she wasn't lying you know. It'll take a few days to get her moved
in here." No, Brad had never heard Cheryl talk about an aunt.
"But why didn't she just tell me that?"
"I`m sure she had a good reason for not telling you."
Jennifer had gotten him calmed down. "We're getting ready for
dinner if you'd like to wash up"
He got up and went to wash his hands... Jennifer went into the dining
room where Cheryl was just completing her task.
"What's the story with this guy?" Cheryl shook her head in wonder.
"I really don't know. I've gone out with him 2 or 3 times before..
nothing serious, I can guarantee you that much."
Jennifer winked at her. "Well, you just leave him to your aunt
Jennifer"
Cheryl had to laugh at that. This woman continued to amaze her. Just
then, the doorbell rang again.
"Oh well, I hope that isn't another of your jilted boyfriends, hon"
Cheryl smiled as they both walked from the dining room. Cheryl gave
Brad another frosty look as Jennifer opened the door for Cindy.
Jennifer greeted Cindy at the door and invited her in. Cindy gazed
at Brad as she sat on the sofa, crossing her legs and giving him an
unintentional view of her legs as she did so.
"Well, Cindy.. I'd like you to meet my niece Cheryl" She gestured to
the pretty woman "And her friend, Brad." Cindy said hello to the two of
them. Brad was totally captivated by Cindy. He clumsily rose to greet
her. "Nice to meet you"
Cindy held her hand out. "Yes, same here" she said. She felt him gazing
over her body as he stood over her. It made her feel good to know she
could cause that reaction in men still.
Jennifer noticed it too. Cheryl only wished he would leave. She
only hoped that he would not ruin the evening for her.
Dinner went off without a hitch. Cheryl kept mostly quiet as Cindy
and Jennifer chatted about their trip to Rio. Brad questioned them
about the city as the meal progressed. No doubt about it, He was paying
special attention to Cindy.
"I've always wanted to travel." Brad confessed. Cindy considered him
briefly.
"Yes, I enjoy it myself. Although I sometimes travel a bit too much."
"Oh, you travel on business?" Cindy giggled coquettishly
"Travel IS my business. At times it can be pretty hectic."
Cindy was flirting with him, whether playfully or seriously she
didn't know. Cheryl caught on too. although she didn't want Brad
around, she couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy herself at all
the attention he was paying to Cindy.
"Well Cindy" Jennifer started. "I'm sure you wouldn't be in the
travel business if you didn't enjoy it."
"You're right. But those damn fam trips can come up at the worst
times."
Brad looked confused. "Fam trips?" Cindy looked him over again. She
began to feel deliciously naughty at the way she was flirting.
"Yes, Some airlines offer fam trips to travel agents. They do this to
promote a new destination or a new tour."
"And you get to travel to these places when that happens?"
"Well, more like I HAVE to travel to these places. Fam trips are
working trips."
"Hmmm, I wish I had a job like that!" Cindy grinned at him.
"It's a fun job. But I'd like to spend more nights in my own bed."
She winked at Cheryl as she said so.
After dinner found them all in the living room. Now it was Cheryl
who sat in the chair while Brad sat on the sofa between the two older
women. Jennifer started to see what she could get happening between
them all.
"So Brad, I hope you're not still upset at having Cheryl break a date
with you." Cheryl looked up as Brad answered her.
"Kind of, but at least it wasn't for some other guy."
"Wait a second!" Cheryl jumped in. "Even if it was for a guy. what
business is it of yours?" She asked indignantly.
He started to answer but Cheryl cut him off
"We've only gone out 3 times. You don't own me!" It seemed to Jennifer
that Cheryl was acting too much the part. She spoke up
"If it were me she lied to, I would be real upset myself."
"I didn't lie to him. I just told him that I had something else to do."
Brad had to admit that she had told him that.
"Now Cheryl, you know it's not nice to break a date" Jennifer eyed the
younger woman. Cheryl said nothing at all.
"Maybe she ought to be punished. What do you think, Brad? She deserves
a good spanking"
"Huh?" He stammered. Cheryl felt herself turning red.
"Oh come now. You stormed in here like a jilted lover."
"Yes, but..." His words fell off
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