THE PRODUCER CH 3 part 5

THE PRODUCER CH 3 part 5

He laughed.

"We might as well get used to seeing it constantly," she chuckled.

He went about applying a few more labels. Kat couldn't help but crack up, the sight of him doing his work in the nude. She was delighted.

"Think of it as conditioning for your cock," she said. "We want you exploding, but not until the end of the Games. As a grand finale."

Things were building oh so nicely towards that finale.

Over the next couple weeks, John got used to being nude around the mansion.

That's not to say it wasn't invigorating, scary, and quite a rush all at the same time.
It was one thing when he was just stationary in his office. But going from room to room, sometimes even going outside to the pool or patio, without a stitch of clothing, that was a whole new experience.

Kat and the girls were usually discreet, but they couldn't be blamed for giggling every now and again when John came strolling into a room in just his birthday suit.

Like Kat said, there wasn't much company over the coming days. But there was in fact some company.

Kat entertained a few friends and associates now and again and saw to it each, and everyone met John.

She did this not only to prepare him for the Games, but she took, delight in John's boyish grin and embarrassment turned arousal when the women got to see him. His face would flush red, he would even halfheartedly try to cover his privates at first, before resigning to the fact the women were goanna see him and see him in all his glory.

Kat would smile as John stood there, hands confidently as his sides, entertaining the women with his wit and wonderful sense of humor.

Now, women that Kat knew on a friendly level, she would tell that John was a practicing nudist.

With women within her inner circle, however, she would spill the beans about John being an all-out "CFNM," and that he simply couldn't wait for the Games to begin.

It was tremendous fun.

John was busy compiling a mailing list one afternoon when all three of the girls burst into his office, let by Mary Ellen.

The 27-year-old, who had died her hair wine red to change things up a bit, had just gotten out of the shower and was sporting a cute, little white tennis outfit.

She and her friend, Desiree, would be hitting the court in a bit.

Mary Ellen, very provocatively, walked over and sat right on John's paperwork, almost like a playful cat.

They both laughed.

"Am I distracting you?" she kidded.

He laughed.

Mary Ellen crossed her legs, getting more comfortable.

'Jeez, she has some big, sexy thighs,' John noticed in greater detail.

The girls made small talk, inquired John what he was up to, and chatted about a few movies.

But it didn't take them long to offer their praise.

"You," Mary Ellen said, pointing to him, "have been doing awesome."

"Yeah, thumbs up, John boy," Sue quickly chimed in.

"Sometimes, we forget you're even naked because you're so at ease," Paige offered.

The girls looked at each other.

"That's not to say we don't love seeing your cock," Mary Ellen smiled. "But what Paige means I think is that...your whole demeanor suggests...this is the norm...this is the way it should be...And it makes us comfortable as well...Get what I'm saying?"

"Yeah, definitely, Mary Ellen," John agreed, pushing his chair out a bit to become more exposed to the three Fairfax sisters.

"I think what Mary Ellen meant," Sue jumped in, the sisters always correcting each other, as sisters do, "is that this (gesturing to John's nudity) is the norm for a CFNM event. Wanted to clarify laugh."

"Oh, right," Mary Ellen replied with a wonderfully wicked grin, suggesting she really meant it should be the norm 24-7, around the clock.

Conversation swayed to movies and music, but Mary Ellen saw to it that it swayed right back.

"My mom took me to a male strip club for the first time when I was 22," she gushed.

"In Montreal, right?" Sue asked.

"Uh-huh," Mary Ellen confirmed. "Different rules up there so full...full nudity...full-frontal...it was amazing. Plus, we got to see the Botanical Garden during the day laugh."
"What was the name of the place?" recalled Sue with a laugh.

" Mary Ellen said with a lovely French accent. "Buns of steel."

They all had a good laugh, but the memory of rock-hard bodies and cute backsides did in fact delight Mary Ellen to no end.

"She took me," Sue began, "when I was 20. And that was - "

"More of a bachelorette party, right?" Paige asked.

"Yep. In Boston," she said. "There were like five guys! Dancing around, all night..."

They were so colorful in their accounts, smiles all around.

Then they started cracking up.

"And Paige - mom took her to one when she was 18?!" Mary Ellen laughed.

"Yup," Paige confirmed proudly. "To the McKenzie mansion in San Francisco."

"We've ALL been there since," Mary Ellen confirmed. "It's pretty wild."

To be continued