"Girls" Ann anounced, "our trainer cancelled out on us today, so I asked Bob to give us a good workout today."
"Why don't you stretch out and warm up" I said, "and then we can get started."
Over the next five minutes or so each of the girl's went through their warm up drills, stretching against the bar and doing easy calisthenics. I then told each girl to take a piece of aerobic equipment and run through t en minutes of exercise. Gloria hopped on the treadmill and set out at a brisk walking pace. Ann mounted the stationary bike and Susan seemed to frown as it was only the ski machine that was left for her. I saw that she was a little awkward on the ski machine, so I suggested that she not try and use the handropes, but lean against the pad at her hips for support while she worked to get the hang of the correct balance and rhythm. I told the girls that they would rotate among the equipment every ten minutes so that they would have a full thirty minutes of aerobic work.
I stepped back to watch my "class" at work. Gloria and Susan were both interesting to look at, though in different ways. Gloria, although too short to be considered beautiful in a classic way, had an interesting appea rance. She had short, curly black hair, with dark brown eyes and a quiet manner. She was a little too busty for the proportions of her figure, and as I watched her closely I was clearly able to make out the outlines of dark colored nipples pressing against the fabric of her leotard.
Susan had a more athletic appearance, despite her clumsiness on the ski equipment. She had a good dancer's type figure with discernible muscle definition. The semi-transparency of her tights, which encased her bottom o ver the back of her thong-style outfit encouraged me to imagine what she would look like nude, at least from the hips down.
These observations had an arousing effect on me, which reminded me of Ann's cleverness. As I felt myself starting to have an erection, I realized the predicament which my loose-fitting nylon shorts presented. I realize d that if I were not careful, and I was not sure whether I wanted to be careful, I might find myself lengthening and then peeking down the leg of my shorts or, at the least, tenting those shorts in a conspicuous way.
At the ten minute mark, I had everyone change equipment. Ann took over on the ski machine and Susan went over to the treadmill with Gloria taking her turn on the bike. Ann was much more experienced and adept on the ski er. Susan promptly set out at a good jogging pace on the treadmill, but Gloria was having a little difficulty with the bike. The source of the difficulty was obvious. The pedals had been set for Ann's longer legs and G loria's feet kept slipping out of the pedals on the bottom of each downstroke. I went over to the bike to help Gloria by adjusting the height of the seat. As she swung her leg to dismount from the bike for a moment, she brushed up against me and with that casual contact I knew she felt, as I did, the contact between her thigh and my semi-hard state. That only served to make my sneak appearance only that more imminent.
The last rotation through the aerobics cycle was more straightforward, and by the time it was finished, each of the girls had a slight sheen of perspiration. I told everyone to help themselves to some juice which from a pitcher which was set out in a corner of the room and each of the girls served themselves while I pulled a bench into the middle of the room and arrayed some dumbells next to the bench for the next segment of the workou t.
I asked for a volunteer to go first and in the absence of a volunteer, I told Susan to lie down on the bench on her back. I handed her two ten pound dumbells and told her to flex her arms and then raise and lower the du mbells, pushing them up from her chest and holding them steadily for two sets of ten repetitions. I stood behind her, at her head, and spotted her through the routine which she completed handily.
It was then Gloria's turn. She started out well enough, but then seemed to run into a bit of trouble. I noticed that as she lowered the dumbells she was lowering her arms at her sides which had the effect of stretching her top tautly against her chest. My gaze focussed on her nipples which seemed to be presented through the material and I noticed then for the first time a small hard item that seemed to be resting on one nipple underne ath her leotard. As I straddled the bench to help Gloria in her struggle with the weights, I noticed that she was looking up the pants leg of my shorts and I knew that her view was completely unobstructed. I pretended n ot to notice where she was looking and Gloria made no comment. I felt an increased sense of inevitability however to an emergence of my cock below the leg of my shorts.
Ann was next. I knew Ann could handle the weight easily, so I gave her two fifteen pound dumbbells. She blasted her way through two repetitions and then yelped "Ow."
Gloria and Susan looked over in concern and I asked Ann what was the matter. Making a motion towards her chest Ann said that the wire in her bra was pinching her. She decided to solve the problem.
Quickly, Ann pulled her arms out of the sleeves of her top and then pushed the fabric down towards her waist. She then released the clasp at the front of the bra and shrugged it off. She sat upright on the bench with h er considerable breasts resting on her stomach and showed everyone where the underwire in one cup had protruded through the bra material. Ann then lifted her right breast up and without any self-consciousness examined he r side to see if there were any visible scratches. Satisfied that she had solved the problem she then resumed her position on the bench and extended her hands to receive the weights. That she did not bother to slip on h er top did not seem to bother her. I handed Ann the dumbbells and watched her complete the first set of repititions with her large breasts now splayed out at her sides. Each repetition caused delightful reverberating mo vement in her breastflesh and, despite the intimate familiarity I had acquired with Ann and her body over the years, the sight of her exercising in this manner was overwhelmingly stimulating. The effect of Ann's actions on me were immediate and had to have been intended by Ann. I had no ability to control my arousal and I knew that the head of my penis had emerged into plain view along my leg below the fabric of my shorts. I saw, as I stood astride Ann, that she saw what happened and her response, which was to run her tongue along her lips, was also seen by Gloria and Susan.
Ann dropped the weights at her side and reached up with her hands and grabbed my backside and pulled me directly over her and then, pulled my hips in a downward motion which caused me to widen my stance and dip myself to wards her now open mouth. She mouthed me for a few seconds in this awkward position and then released me.
Susan's reaction was to say "That looks like a fun way to workout" and she stripped out of her clothes and said "I hope it's my turn soon." Gloria said nothing, but also joined Susan and Ann in removing her workout atti re.
As Ann sat up and pulled my shorts down around my ankles, I looked over at Gloria more closely. I saw that, like Ann, Gloria was shaved completely and I also noticed that one of Gloria's nipples was pierced through whic h she wore a ring which had a gold letter "D" dangling.
At that point, I was no longer in charge, and Ann directed me to lie down on the bench. Susan acted first and sat astride me and pulled me into her. With her feet on the floor, she started a motion to raise and lower h erself in time with a rhythm she established. Ann came over to the head of the bench and placed herself directly over my face. I did not need a special invitation and started to lick and nibble at her while I enjoyed he r familiar taste. Gloria also made her presence felt. I noticed a warm, gentle sensation as Gloria, kneeling at the bottom of the bench, timed long licking motions on my balls and the base of my cock as the latter emerg ed from Susan each time she would raise herself up. I was experiencing a sensory overload as I felt the competing sensations of Gloria's lingual ministrations, Susan's sheathing envelopment of me, and the taste and press ure of Ann's sex against my mouth and face. Glancing down, I saw that Gloria's hand was busily engaged in her own stimulation while we pursued these motions for what seemed like an eternity of pleasure. Finally, with a muffled groan, I felt myself release inside Susan who seemed also to have acheived a resolution by this point. I felt myself shrink and recede within her. As Ann stood up from her position above me, I pulled Susan down towards me and completed our introduction with a long kiss. As Ann's juices were coating my chin and mouth, I knew that at least indirectly, Susan was tasting her too.
After waiting a moment which allowed Gloria to finish what she had started we all walked over to the bathroom in Ann and my bedroom suite and stood in the large tub and passed around the handheld shower and washed each o ther off. I don't know whether it was a testament to how draining the experience was that I had just enjoyed or whether, simply, it was a consequence of the fact that I was getting older, but I felt no need (or ability a t that point) to engage in another round of activity.
In the course of drying each other off, I pointed to the gold "D" which was dangling from Gloria's nipple and I asked what the significance of that adornment was. I knew Gloria's husband's name started with an R and tha t their last name started with a K. Gloria said that it was a long story and that she'd go into it another time. Susan asked what time it was and then said that she had to go as she had an appointment at her hairdresser . As Susan dressed, Ann and I wrapped towels around our waists and invited Gloria to join us for a cup of coffee.
After showing Susan out, the three of us sat in our plant room with mugs of coffee and some sliced fruit to nibble on. We chatted about nothing in particular for a few moments when Gloria seemed to notice that Ann seem ed to be staring at Gloria's nipple jewelry. Gloria must have decided that that was the time to explain the significance of the "D".
"I got that at Davenport" she said introducing the subject.
"What's Davenport?" Ann and I said in unison.
"It's really something I'm not supposed to talk about too much. It's a place where Ronald sent me. I was given the ring when I arrived, and the 'D' was put on it when I left." We knew that the reference to Ronald was to her husband.
I tried to draw Gloria out. "How long were you there?"
"I was there for three and a half weeks" Gloria answered. "You know let me speak to Ronald and if it is o.k. with him, maybe I can tell you more about it."
Ann and I were both mildly curious, but evidently Gloria was even more anxious to explain to us what Davenport was all about. I know that I assumed that Gloria would speak to Ronald at some later point in time and then get back to us. I was wrong.
"Is there somewhere I could make a call?" she asked.
Ann showed Gloria to a phone and the foyer and returned to the plant room to wait with me. After about ten minutes Gloria returned carrying at her side the towel which had been previously wrapped at her waist. "Ronald instructed me to invite you to dinner tonight at eight. I will serve dinner and perhaps we can talk about Davenport."
There was certainly a mysterious air about Gloria's curiously phrased invitation which made both Ann and I more anxious to know what was up. Ann and I agreed to join Ronald and Gloria for dinner.
"We dress for dinner" Gloria added as she rose to go change and leave.
I spent the rest of the day loafing about the apartment, sorting through old magazines which I probably should have gotten rid of a long time before. Ann occupied herself watching a video of an old Bette Davis movie and then reading. We speculated about what Gloria might have been referring to, but neither of us knew. I did not know that much about Ronald and Gloria. Ann had befriended Gloria as she saw her from time to time in our l obby and, similarly, I knew Ronald well enough to pass a few words about the weather but not much more. We had gotten to know Gloria a little better today, however.
That evening, as Ann and I were introduced to Davenport, we realized how little we really knew about Ronald and Gloria.
Ann and I interpreted, it turned out correctly, Gloria's comment that "we dress for dinner" to reflect a suggestion that we wear formal dress. I wore a dinner jacket which was not particularly remarkable. Ann chose her attire with more thought. Her outfit was based on a very dressy one piece pants suit. The pants part were of a billowy white material which, when Ann stepped in front of a light source gave a gauzy view of the outline of her legs. The top was of the same material which gathered almost halter-style around her neck. The effect was to accentuate Ann's height and gave her a regal bearing, although the bob and wobble of Ann's unrestrained breasts under her top gave a hint of Ann's personality.
Precisely at eight, we rode down in the elevator, to Gloria and Ronald's apartment two floors below ours. Ronald answered the door and showed us in to their living room. Ronald was wearing a dark-red dinner jacket, edg ed in black satin over black trousers. The apartment was furnished with a consistent theme. The walls in the hallway leading to the living room were covered with dark mahogany. The living room continued the mahogany th eme, with brown-toned tapestries hanging on the walls. The furnishings were suggestive of what one might imagine an english clubroom to look like.
The lighting in the apartment was subdued with a vaguely yellowish cast attributable to the lampshades covering the various lamps which were the only source of illumination. Gloria joined us in the living room, walking in with a tray on which glasses of wine were arrayed. I took immediate notice of Gloria's dress. She was wearing a blood red, ankle length gown which was supported by two thin straps at her shoulder. The dress itself was extremely low-cut. Gloria's breasts were not encased by the top of her dress, rather they appeared to rest in them. The dress was cut so low, that the top third or so of each nipple was left peeking above the fabric of the dress.
After offering each of us some wine, Gloria asked to be excused so that she could attend to the completion of her preparations for dinner. Ann and I remained in the living room for about ten minutes where we continued o ur basic pointless small-talk. Finally Gloria invited us in to the dining room for dinner.
There was a long, formal dining table of a highly polished wood with four places set near one end. There were three chairs, however, and in front of the fourth placesetting, a type of furnishing I had never before seen.
It consisted of a small upholstered cushion set on a very low bench with short wooden rails that were about two to three feet above the level of the cushion. Its purpose and function became clear to us as Ann and I wer e directed to our seats, and Ronald took his. For her part, Gloria knelt on the cushion, and I saw that she was to eat her meal in this kneeling position. Neither Ann nor I made any comment about this.
Ronald, for at least the first part of the dinner took charge of steering the conversation from one innocuous topic to another. He tried to draw me out about my business, but I merely left it as "investments" without mo re explanation. Ronald told me that he had been trained as a physician, but that like me, he had found the day to day grind not to be as rewarding as he had hoped. Instead, he found himself more intrigued by the busines s of medicine, so he founded a business that purchased patient receivables from his client practitioners for a 20 % discount, and he used his staff to complete forms, handle the paperwork and collect the full fee.
Finally, at the end of dinner, Ronald addressed what was really on our minds: "You want to know about Davenport."
Ann and I exchanged glances and nodded encouragement for Ronald to continue.
"It's not something for which we want public attention or scrutiny. In fact public attention is the antithesis of the Davenport concept" he explained.
"Initially, when Gloria told me that you were asking questions about Davenport, I wondered what raised the subject with you. Then Gloria explained how it was that you happened to see her "D" and all that you were doing during that ostensible workout, so I concluded that we should meet and I would have a better idea whether Davenport is something that we could not share with everybody."
"Now that we have gotten to know you a bit better, I don't mind introducing the concept of Davenport to you."
Ann and I were both very curious know about just what Davenport was. Ronald explained: "Davenport is both a name and a concept. 'Davenport' is the name of an estate our group purchased in the upper Adirondack mountain s. There is a compound consisting of a main hall, a detached servants quarter and associated buildings."
That did not tell us much, but Ronald continued: "Davenport was purchased six years ago by a group of likeminded people. I was part of that initial purchasing group. After we completed the renovations, we then hired our administrator to run Davenport."
He went on: "You see Davenport is the place where we send those who are to be in-service to us for training and skills development. We have the highest quality people who work at Davenport and they know just how to trai n their wards to be all the more exciting and stimulating."
"I sent Gloria there only last month and she has returned from Davenport all the more compliant and suited to my expectations. And the "D" you noticed, well that is the only sort of graduation degree we give to our stud ents."
"By the way" Ronald explained, " the fee for a six week schedule… and I would venture that for someone in your position they would charge $25,000 or so. The only problem would be if you wanted to watch Ann's traini ng, for which you would have to pay an additional $5,000 so that things could be set up so that you could observe her training without being a source of distraction."