Fantasies Come True

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The mansion sits high above the town below. Your invitation said that this would be the time to experience any and all fantasies you could imagine. Upon entering, you are met by the mansion's owner, Nicholas Steele. He tells you to get comfortable and mingle with the other guests, as the festivities are about to begin.
 
Over the high tech reciever in his ear Greg Havens hears his boss, Nicholas Steele. "Are the... Attractions in place yet? Ready to go?"

"Sure are, just need some punters is all..." Greg said as he scanned the series of monitors showing all the relivant rooms in the mansion to Steeles little game.

All the guests were connected by Steeles love for extra marrital affairs. men and women alike, none of them knowing what they had in common.

But Greg knew, Steele had told him all about it. Looking over at the monitor to the master bedroom, where Steeles wife, the guest of honor as it were still slept Greg shook his head. "Been buissy havn't you?" He sighs.

Movement from the monitor set at the front door caught his eye. "Sir? The first guest is here."
 
I make my way up the long path admiring this beautiful mansion and the well manicured gardens.

i step up to the door and do some final preperations straighten the suit and just checks the hair. i knock on the door.

the doors is opened. and i introduce my self as Tommy Kahara. i move into the mansion where i sit down and wait for the festivities to start.
 
Downstairs,Elise puts the finishing touches on a towering ice sculture of Rodin's Kiss.
She steps back to survey the scene she has worked hours to create. Enormous ice sculptures of erotic statuary dominate the room with their sleek bodies. Pounds of shrimp and lobster tails crowd carved ice bowls-lemons and limes trapped in the ice shimmer like stained glass. A fountain of Champagne glasses stands ready for the signal-over a hundred bottles of Vive Cliquot rest in a bath of ice water.Succulent
raspberries and strawberries overflow from crystal bowls, garnished with fresh mint leaves. Silver trays were heaped with truffles and goblets of whipped cream. But the crowning glory is her center piece. A nymph-an acting student,early twenties and scrumptious-lays supine. Pale skin and doe eyes-her hair a golden fall of curls-she lay on a divan on top of the massive mahogny table. Thousands of fragrant flowers twined up the bannisters and hung from the chandaliers,petals were heaped about her. Her hair is festooned with a wreath of herbs and miniature roses. A marble urn is at her side heaped with grapes,ready to be fed by her delicate fingers.
"God, I love catering for this client,"mused Elise-then startled by the clock softly chiming she realized that she had stayed to long... Elise always prepared the rooom and left,his staff took care of everything else...But tonight she has accidentally become part of the festivities.
 
I didn't know what to think of the place. It was so beautiful. Like nothing I'd ever seen before. I couldn't understand why I was here? Me, Lucy Ester, small town teacher. I knocked on the door and waited for it to open.
 
Joe pushed open the door. She looked around and saw a guy eaningaginst a pillar.
"Where's Nick?"
He points.
Joe made hr way through the house. Shehad grown-up here. Her uncle Nick made people's fantaisies come true. Joe knew more about sexthan most people twice her age. She had only one wish. That was to have Greg notace her. She had wanted him for so long. Notthat she would evr tell anyone. She opened the door to the conrol room. Greg sat staring at the monoters. He looked up.
"Hey, Joe. I thought you were at school."
"Break. Have you seen Nick?'
"Guest are arriving."
"oh."
Joe sat in the seat next to him and watched people arrive. She begain to meorize their faces. She helped Nick and Greg with the tec. stuff. She snuck a look at Greg. He was totaly into the"Zone". She rooled er eyes. She would have to wait tell supper to talk to him. Joe was going to get her wish this break, come hell or high water. And no guybut Greg was going to do!
 
Greg:
Looking up at Joe, Greg smiled. She could swear he studied Harrison Ford movies just to get that smile right. "Can you go wake our guest of honor up? She should have been ready half an hour ago but I never got the chance to step away from here, you know?" Greg sighed as he squeezed a hand on his neck. "Sure thing Greg!" Joe chirped as she stood up and made for the door.

"Oh, and i'll be..." Greg said in a fake trasilvanian accent.

"Yeah, yeah, I know! Watching me!" Joe finished for him, her back to him so he couldn't see the wicked grin on her face.
 
Joe made her way to her aunts room. She pushed pen the door.
"Hey, sleepyhead. Wake up. It's show time."
Her aunt rose slowly and stretched. Joe turned and made a face at the amera, knowing Greg was watching.
"Are the guest here?"
"No, the Pope called and wants you to take his place. Yeeesss."
Aunt Fern slipped on a shere robe."so how's school?"
"Fine."
Fern made her way toward the bathroom."OH,Joe? Have you told him you like him yet?"
"Who?"
"Who? Who have you been thinking about 24/7 for the last twoyears?"
"Oh,um, no. Look I gotta go."
Joe flew out of the room. if she had stayed any longer Fern would have said hisname. Joe ducked behind a pillar as a bookworm walked by. Se rolled her eyes. Uncle nick was gonna have fun with her. She walked into the control room. Greg was staring at the monitors.
God,she thought, I wonder what it would be like to fuck him.
 
Lucy had never been in such a magnifacent house before. It was like one of those that you only seen in the movies. It gave her the creeps. From the moment the stogy butler had opened the door and allowed her to step into the entry, she had felt eyes on her, like someone was watching her. She shivered. She shook her head laughing lightly. Why would someone be watching her? Her long blond hair was pulled up into a tight bun hiding the streaks the sun had put into it. and Her large blue eyes were only made bigger by the glasses she wore. They sat perched on her little nose and completely dominated her face. They even took away from her lips, which she thought were her best feature, soft and slightly on the pouty side. Her skirt was the color of mud and hung to mid-calf, hiding her long legs. Her ensemble was completed with a sweater two sizes to large, that hid her slightly large breasts and tiny waist. Yes, she was making herself paranoid. No one was watching her. Why would they?
 
Greg:
Greg leaned in to look at one of the monitors. He saw one of the guests walk into one of the rooms with the camera behind the floor length mirror. As the woman went to the dress that was laid out for her on the bed Greg looked up at Joe with a smile. "This is why I love this job! I never thought of myself as a voyeur before Nike... Heheh!" His eyes locked back on the monitor as the woman stripped, even removing her bra. "Oh! Look at that Joe! Hot damn! Heheh!" Greg sounded like a horny teen watching a porn for the first time. But the way he said her name... She knew she had her work cut out for her, he thought of her as one of the guys.
 
Nicholas makes his rounds, meeting all of the guests and making sure all of the preparations are set. This night will be something to remember for sure. Tonight he will partake of both his wife, the guest of honor, and his hot little neice. Just a few more guests and he will begin to make all attending's fantasies come true. "All set Greg?", he asks through the intercom.
 
Greg:
Looking up at Joe as she walks back in, greg smiles and is about to say something to her. He is distracted by the voice of his boss through the com-link. "Yes sir, the guest of honor is on her way down..." He says with a nod to Joe, then turns back around. "Do you think any of the guests know why the were invited tonight? The look on Fern's face is going to be CLASSIC! Thinking she could hide all these people from you... HAH!"

"Thats enough Greg, just keep an eye on the guests, thats all you have to do..." Nick hissed at him. "Yes sir."
 
Joe sat in the chair next to Greg.He uncl em mad.
"So,who's the mouse?'
Greg shruged.
"Stay away from Nick tonight."
"Reeeaaallly not a problem. He's been wanting to have sex with me for awhile."
Greg kinda smiled. God,she thought, what is it going to take.
 
Lucy was escourted to a bedroom at one end of the house. She was informed to be ready in one half hour, and that someone would return to escourt her. She was also told that she was to wear the dress laid out on the bed. Everything that she might need was there too, the butler nodded slightly and shut the door. That feeling of being watched returned. She shivered for what seemed to be the thousandth time since entering the house.

She turned toward the bed and found a dress girls like her only dreamed about. She held it up to her body. She thought she was in heaven. It was a beautiful royal blue ball gown. Raised slightly in the front to allow for easy walking, with a short train. The front was high necked but plunged into a deep v in the back, stopping just above her hips. There were snowy white gloves and shoes. Along with jewelery she assumed was just costume. Lucy was so eager to put it on that she started to quickly undress, but stopped and looked around. She laughed at herself. No one was watching her. Not here. She stripped and looked at herself in the mirror. She would have to go without a bra since the dress had no back. She was a little leary of that. Her breasts wheren't huge but they were big enough that she never went without a bra. Oh well.

She stepped into the dress, put on the shoes and gloves and brushed out her long hair, deciding to leave it down tonight. She removed her glasses and had to squint a little to see herself, wishing she had gotten contacts instead.

A knock came at the door.
 
Joe looked at the woman on the moniter. The bookworm. Nick had given her a blue gown. She looked pretty in it. Joe knew she would never looklike any of the guest her, but oh well.It hrt to find out greg thought of her as one of the guys.
Suddenly Nicks voice came through.
"Joe?"
"yeah?"
"I need you to come help me."
Greg suddenly looked at her and shook his head. he mouthed the word No
"Um, Greg needs my help right now. The pool camera isn't working."
"Fix it and tell me when your done."
"Okay"
Joe looked at Greg. He looked relieved.
Greg stared at Joe. He had this strange feeling that if he let her out of his sight something was goning to happen to her. Greg looked at Joe. He had known her for years. He thought of her as a little sister. Okay not a sister, but as a goo friend. Someone hecouldtell anything to. Lately though Fern had suggested that joe liked him. yeah right! Joe was in college. Sure she was way smart and had graduated early so she could go to college. But a girl like her would never like a guy like him. Besides he was at least ten years older than her.
 
Greg:
"Joe... Nick's not a nice man... He has been consumed by his want for revenge on his wife... He didn't plan this night just to humiliate Fern... He... He wants to..." The words came out so quickly as he looked into Joe's eyes that he had not time to think them through. When he was about to tell her Nick's intention though, his voice suddenly gave out and he had to look away. He loved this job, it gave him so many oportunities, but Nick, he knew was going to try and go too far tonight. Wich is why he had set up several distractions like slipping a sleeping pill into Fern's glass last night so she would be delayed. It would seem that that had worked out as well as could be expected. He did not expect Nick to dare call for Joe so soon though.
 
Lucy followed the maid through the house, all the time feeling those eyes on her. She was sure now that somehow, someone was watching her. She looked at everything. The paintings the statues, anything with eyes. She even thought she had seen something move, following her progress through the house. She was escourted to a room that resembled a night club she used to sing at. She smiled. No one knew about that. She had been in college and needed to make a little extra cash. She loved the blues and decided to try her luck at singing. The club owner had loved her, so had the customers. She missed it. The attention especially. It was the only time the men had lusted after her, and the women had wanted to be her. Except for one woman. No, that woman hadn't wanted to be her. That woman had wanted her. It had been the wildest ride of her life. They had done things she hadn't even done with her male lovers. She sure missed that woman. Lucy wondered what had happened to her. She knew that the woman had been married and that she had been quite wealthy. Lucy shivered...Could it be possible? No, that was silly. Fern had probably forgotten all about their time together. But still...
 
Nicholas was getting agitated. This was taking much too long. "Greg, fix the problem yourself, Joe, get down here." And where was his wife? The guests had arrived, or at least those who were going to show. It was time to get the party underway. Ahhh...my neice had better get ready for a night of passion....maybe I'll even let Greg have her. She's had the hots for him for quite awhile now, it was time she did something about it.
 
Joe looked at Greg."I better go."
Greg got up and opened a locker in the room."Here, pt this on."
Joe looked at the dress. It was a medieval costume. She looked up at Greg. The dress was the uglyest thing she had ever seen. She knew Nick would hate it.
Joe slipped into a storage room and changed. Not into the dress Greg gave her, but a black dress she had bought at school and sent here. It was low cut in the front and had almost no back. Okay, she thought, time to test it out. joe walked back into the room. Greg looked up and his jaw dropped.
"Please,please tell me you are not wearing that down ther.'
"Greg, don't worry. I'll be fine. I've got my radio. But most of all I've go you. You won't let anything happen to me."
Nick's voice came throught."Greg, fixs the problem. Joe get dwn here."
"gotta go Greg." Joe walked up to him and leaned over. She knew if he looked down he wuld see her breast. Joe kissed Greg on the check."My guardeian, my Watcher."
Joe walked out the room. She made her way to Nick. Okay, if he trys anything I'm gonna have to kick his ass, she thought.
 
Greg:
As Joe leaned in and kissed his cheek Greg felt as though he was looking upon her for the first time. He felt himself turning red as his mind exploded into images of the two of them having wild sex. He had never thought of Joe that way before but as she turned to leave the images would not relent. He had suddenly and ireversibly seen her as the desirable woman she has been for the last couple of years. He was about to call to her. To ask her to stay when Nick's voice came over the com. Greg knew that Nick was getting irritated and just hoped that he would not get suspicious of him. After Joe had left Greg turned back to the monitors. "Damn it! Too soon! Its all going to unravel... FUCK!" Greg shouted as he watched two monitors. One was on Nick and the other was on Joe. They wern't far from eachother... "Please don't force my hand Nick... Please..." Greg muttered to himself.
 
"Excuse me? Where's the restroom?"

"Down the hall and to the left."

"Thank you" Lucy knew she shouldn't have drank so much water. She hurried along to the bathroom, thinking that she wasn't going to make it.

When she exited and headed back toward the hall, she must have taken a wrong turn somewhere, because she walked into the wrong room, and there was a man sitting behind a row of monitors, keeping careful tabs on everything that was going on.

"OH! I'm terribly sorry! I think I'm lost. Could you point me in the right direction?"

The man spun around, and looked a little pissed. Before he could say anything, Lucy cut in quickly "Nevermind, I'll find my way. Lovely to have met you."

She closed the door quickly and started down the hall, looking everywhere for the hall where she was supposed to be. Her head was spinning. She had just known that someone had been watching her. She called up a picture of the man in her head. He was very handsome, although after that little encounter, he wouldn't want anything to do with her.

DAMN! Where the fuck was that hall? Lucy thought she heard footsteps behind her and started looking harder. She opened door after door. She found bedrooms and bathrooms and studies. The footsteps seemed to be getting closer. OH GOD! She was losing her mind. The footsteps were so close the noise echoed in her head like thunder. She opened another door. A billard room. Before she knew what was happening, she was thrust inside, and a large strong hand was clamped over her mouth. She was spun around, while the door was kicked shut. Lucy found herself staring at the man behind the monitors. And he was pissed.

"Don't make any sound. I won't hurt you, as long as you don't scream. Got it?" his voice was strained.

Lucy nodded. The man removed his hand. Lucy thought about screaming, but decided she had better not.

"Wh...Wha...What do you want?" She was such a mouse. Her fear made the man smile, but it didn't reach her eyes.

"Well, I need your help, in a manner of speaking. You see, the fact that you know about me and the monitors could cost me my job, and puts you in a great deal of danger. Mr. Steele doesn't like to have his plans messed with. But I can't let him do it. Not to Joe. But you on the other hand, I'm willing to spare."

Lucy could only stare, as this man explained exactly what he wanted her to do. In the end, she could only nod.
 
Greg:
Walking back to the monitor room Greg could only hope this Lucy would help him.

HE had asked her to try and distract Nick, pull his attention away from Joe, any way she could.

As he sat back in his chair and returned to his job out of an impusle he isolated Joe's com link and spoke, no doubt startling her.

"Joe? We have another player in the game it would seem. Her name is Lucy, she is going to try and distract Nick away from you... You okay so far?"
 
Where the hell were they? That man had said Nick was heading this way.

She heard footsteps coming down the hall. A girl not much younger than Lucy rounded the corner. "Joe?"

"Yeah. You must be Lucy. Greg told me about you. So, why are you doing this? Helping me avoid my uncle I mean."

Lucy didn't know how to answer. She really didn't know why she had agreed. What she did know was that when Greg had grabbed her, her body had burst into flames. She hadn't felt like that since she had been with Fern.

"That's not important. What is important is for you to go back to Greg and wait there. I'm going to try and distract your uncle. Any pointers?"

"Yeah, show some skin, and basically have sex with him. That's about all that seems to interest him. Good Luck. We'll be watching, please don't let me down. The thought of Uncle Nick touching me makes me want to hurl."

Joe leaned in and hugged Lucy. "But Greg on the other hand..." She quickly hurried away.
 
Joe flew back to the control room. Lucy was goingt help her. It was so cool. Joe burst into the room. Greg was pacing back and forth. He spun as she came in."You okay?"
Joe nodded. She ooked at the moniters. Lucy had found Nick. That would by her sometime. Suddenl Greg grabbed her in a hug. just as quickly he let her go."okay, let's do this."
Greg begain to run the dragon program Joe ad mae. It was holograms in one of the large rooms in the new wing. Joe knew if she could get Nick in there, she could loss him. Joe sat in a chair next to Greg. She layed her head on his shoulder. She would never admit it, but the fact that her uncle wanted her scared the crap out of her. Joe was still a virgan. There was only one person she had ever wanted to have sex with, and her head was on his shoulder.
Greg looked down at Joe. He was still a littyle shaken. Joe was....what. She was his best bud. But the minute she had walked in the room, in that dress, her relized she had grown up. He knew that he could never let Nick near her. If she was going to have sex with anyone it was going to be with him.
-----Fern___
Fern made her wa down the hall. She couldn't figure out why she had slept so long. Joe was home. That ment keeping Nick away from her. Joe only had eyes for one man. Fern was suprised. Her neice was a one woman girl, and she had never had the man. She reminded Fern of someone. Lucy. I wonder what she's doing now.
 
When Mark received his invitation for Nick's party his first instinct was to decline. Then his eyes caught on the phrase "this would be the time to experience any and all fantasies you could imagine." Mark, you see, had a fantasy. He worked hard in the real world to be the successful man that he was, but at night, when there was time to indulge, he read old detective stories or watched old movies. The old Bogart tough guy image appealed to him. The clothes, cars and dames of another age called him.

He sent back his invitation along with a note explaining briefly what his fantasy was. As he drove up in his 1922 Ford the mansion appeared as one would have read about in "The Great Gatsby", bigger than life, full of intrigue. He stepped out of his car, brushed away the wrinkles from his pinstriped suit, straightened his hat and headed for the door.

"Unbelievable", Mark muttered as he beheld the opulent setting inside. The magnificent ice sculptures, more food than a small country could eat in a day, a live model laying as decoration in the center of the table, this is how it must have felt to have the world in the palm of your hand. The age of industrial giants and villainous gangsters came alive for him. The crowd was beginning to thicken as an orchestra started to play. He followed his ears. He loved to dance.
 
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