THE PRODUCER PART 5

THE PRODUCER PART 5
 
"Right?" she wholeheartedly agreed.
 
"And he is so proud," she laughed. "So proud..."
 
"I would be too!" John shouted.
 
She chuckled again. But then got serious. Very serious.
 
"John, I'm goanna run this by everybody tomorrow. Our inner circle.  
 
But what do you think we give Abraham a great big gift for his 31st birthday? What do you say, we host the very first CFNM Olympics?"
John was in Heaven.
 
"And, AND we tape it and put it out there on the market?"
 
Kat was a free spirit and an entrepreneur. It's a thing of beauty when those two worlds collide.
 
"Kat, I think it's an awesome idea, I really do," he told her.
 
"Yeah? Well, we have plenty of time to plan," she said.
Just like that, she was up and away.
 
John stayed late that night.
 
Very late.
 
He was the only one in the house. Kat and her daughters had gone to dinner and John was supposed to be gone by 6. But he stayed.
 
The reason?
 
John was being a naughty boy, hiding in his office and beginning to stroke his cock to full erection while looking at one of Kat's poker pictures.
 
She had a big grin, holding a full deck of cards.
 
"You do hold all the cards, don't you, Goddess Katherine," he mumbled, so turned on by the idea of one day being nude in front of his perky yet dominant boss.
 
"Oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh, God," he groaned, looking down with delight to see his fully engorged tool shoot three big spurts of semen - all with decent lift-off, as if his dick was waiting to do so ever since Kat mentioned the term CFNM, with such clarity.
 
He had to laugh at himself.
 
"I didn't expect THAT," he said, impressed.
 
Another thing he didn't expect was...applause.
 
Kat came into the room, apparently watching from just outside. John was so engrossed in what he was doing, he didn't even see her.
 
"What a gusher, hon," she said, impressed. "That was amazing. Do you jerk off here every night after work?"
 
John was completely caught off guard. He was shocked, embarrassed, and reaching to pull up his pants.
 
"Don't put it away!" she said so sweetly. "You have a really nice cock..."
 
Holy Fucking Shit.
 
John's mind was racing.
 
"What we talked about this afternoon must have really touched a nerve," she said, both curious and thrilled.
 
"I have to admit, Kat...I've always had...a CFNM fetish...just like Abraham..."
 
"Wonderful!" she gushed, sitting back down in the swivel chair while casually checking out John's semi-erect, come-drenched package.
 
"I got a hunch - and I'm usually right about these things - that there are a lot more guys out there just like you and Abraham," she said with a beaming smile.
 
"Got that right. Well, maybe like me. Sounds like there's not too many guys out there like Abraham," he laughed.
 
She giggled too.
 
"Well, novelty is always a good thing too," she smiled. "The quality of being...unusual..."
 
And they went on talking, her glances downward right in rhythm with their conversation.
 
"Kat, you're crazy," Arthur insisted.
 
"Why am I crazy?" she fired back.
 
Art let out a deep sigh.
 
"I think it's pretty balls to the wall," Chandler chimed in.
 
"See?" said Kat enthusiastically.
 
The kitchen table of Kat's spacious Vermont home was rife with discord.
 
"An Olympic-style event, where all of the men are bare-ass naked?  
 
Dicks flopping around in plain sight?" Art described, put off by the notion.
 
A candid description, but apt, nonetheless. Kat had to chuckle.
 
"That's how they used to have the Olympics?!" she said.
 
"It's true," Mary Ellen said, while enjoying a pear. "There are indisputable records," she stressed, "going back to fifth century BC that confirm it was common practice for all male track and field athletes to compete in the nude."
 
"She's absolutely right," her mom confirmed.
 
Art again just sighed.
 
"This is Abraham's DREAM," Kat stressed, with an adorable laugh. "His dream. Can't you guys help 'em out?"
 
There was silence at the table.
 
"John's, on board," Kat said.
 
John was suddenly a bit nervous, worried Kat might spill the beans about his massive CFNM fetish. He didn't know how the other guys would take that.

To be continued