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"Yes," I said.
"May we come up next weekend?" Beth asked. "My friend and I can both take next Friday off."
"Sure," I replied. "I can get you a hotel room or you're welcome to our guest bedroom."
"Your guest room is free?" Beth asked.
"Yes," I replied with a chuckle.
"Great!" Beth said. "We'll take the guest room. I'll call next Friday when we're leaving down here."
Beth called around noon the following Friday. After I hung up, I got a strange anxiety about being nude in front of Beth. "Do you think we ought to get dressed at least to greet them?" I asked Ali.
Ali laughed at me. "Ian, this is a nude resort. Beth and her friend are coming here so they can go nude for the weekend. No, we are not getting dressed to greet them."
Ali and I were nude when we answered the door. Beside Beth stood a tall, slightly older woman with copper-colored hair. "Ali, Ian," Beth said, "this is my friend Sarah Jane Stancik. She goes by Sally." We said our greetings. Something bothered me. I didn't recognize Beth's friend, but I had heard her name. Finally, I simply asked why her name sounded familiar.
"I expect you've heard of me because I was promoted to SAC of the Bureau's Tampa office late last year," she said. "I was deputy SAC here for 18 months before that. I understand you used to work in our office Ian." That was not a subject I wanted to talk about.
Beth quickly said, "Where can we put our clothes? I want to get to the pool." Ali led the women upstairs to the guest bedroom across the hall from ours. A few minutes later, Beth and Sally came downstairs carrying beach bags. They were nude except for flip-flops.
Ali and I led our guests to the pool. I pulled together four empty lounge chairs and got us drinks. As I walked carefully back from the bar, I saw Beth and Sally kiss quickly.
Cops, and ex-cops, love to talk about old cases. As we sunned and drank, the obvious topic was the Olmos/Westerfeld case. Ali and I recounted everything we'd learned. When we finished, Sally asked, "Wasn't Pam Westerfeld the person who initially brought you together?"
"That's right," Ali said. "Ian needed a woman to accompany him here and Pam recruited me."
"Why did she do that?" Sally asked.
"I haven't figured that out," I replied.
Ali reached from her lounger and took my hand. "I'm damned glad she did," Ali said.
- COMMENTS
Anonymous9 months agoLoved the story. Writing good with character development and follow through. Suspected something was up with Pam but never saw the reason for the behavior coming. A great surprise in a good story. Need to see resolution to Ali’s family dilemma and resorts owner. This story could be a runner, chapters and othe stories.
Anonymousabout 1 year agoAli is going yo control Ian even thonshe wore the colar...he was hesitant at the idea of fucking in front of an audience but just because Ali wanted it..he caved...wonder what else she can convince him to do ???...
Anonymousover 3 years agoYep, it was interesting from the start. You left it with a good ending for another visit.
Can't wait to see what they get up to next. Hopefully there is a next.
