He accepts

With a definite mixture of feelings, Alex accepted the assignment. He still didn't trust Blunt and fully expected the mission to be a lot more than what was presented to him, but on the whole, it seemed to be a much cushier assignment than any other he had received.

Unfortunately, Alex didn't get as many cool gadgets for this assignment. Unlike the typical James Bond-style devices, all he got was a crown over one of his teeth that served as a two-way communications device back to headquarters. By tapping his tooth with his tongue in a certain way and then biting down twice in rapid succession, he could trigger the device that would pick up his voice and all of the sounds in the area and transmit them. In turn, it vibrated in such a way that it allowed the person on the other end to talk to him without anyone else being able to listen in. When Alex asked about something more substantial -- like a weapon -- he was told that there was just too much risk of extra devices being found, or at the very least, being separated from him.

Within a few hours Alex found himself getting off a plane and looking for the person who would drive him to the Scanlan estate. He didn't have to look too long, because he immediately saw a young man about his age, holding a sign that said, "ALEX."

"Hi... I'm Alex," he said, approaching the guy with the sign.

"Hey, Alex. Nice to meet you. I'm Jeff. I'm supposed to get you over to Ms. Scanlan's. I guess we'll be working together."

Alex shook Jeff's hand and looked at him appraisingly. He seemed nice enough and could easily have passed for a quarterback on a college football team. Muscular, but not bulky, he looked like the type who would be much more at ease working on a ranch than behind a desk.

After locating Alex's luggage, the two boys got into a car and left the airport. As they did, Alex asked Jeff how long he worked for Beverly Scanlan.

"I've been with her for two years," he said, smiling. "Although, I laugh whenever anyone refers to it as work."

"Why's that?"

"Are you kidding? Wait until you see what goes on there! It's a non-stop sexcapade -- even when she isn't having a big party like this weekend. Our boss LOVES to do the nasty, if you know what I mean... And she loves to throw these big parties that give her a chance to show off her money and to give her fresh meat."

"So she's a bit of a nympho?" Alex asked, finding himself a lot more interested in this mission than he thought.

"She DEFINES 'nympho,' man! I interviewed here to help mow the lawn. My interview with her lasted eight hours, and we never talked about whether I can work a lawnmower, if you know what I mean!"

Guiltily, Alex remembered his girlfriend, Sabina, and decided to change the subject. "So... I hear there is a big party... What's the occasion?"

"No special occasion. She has these things every couple of weeks or so. This one has more people than normal, I guess, but the boss has been out of the country for a few weeks and probably needs to get some things out of her system."

"So what do we do during the party? Serve sandwiches?"

Jeff grinned. "We are supposed to be 'hosts.' Whichever area of the estate you get assigned to, you're supposed to mill around and make sure the guests are well taken care of. If they need drinks, you get drinks. If one of them has a sore back, you offer a massage. If one of them wants you to bend her over the park bench and drill her in the ass, well...." Jeff's explanation breaks off as he laughs.

"You're joking," responded Alex.

"Just wait, man... Just wait."

With that, they pull through the gates to the Scanlan estate. Alex has been around wealth before, but even he is impressed by what he sees. The enormous grounds are filled with gardens, wooded areas, and fountains. The mansion is a sprawling, three-story building with more rooms than he could even begin to guess.

Jeff notices Alex's astonishment. "Yeah... the boss sure knows how to make an impression, huh?"

ulling around back into a garage, Jeff helps Alex with his bags and leads him through a back entrance.

"We'll take your stuff to our room before I introduce you to the boss," says Jeff.

"Our room?"

"Yeah... the hired help bunks together in one room. There are six of us there... But don't worry... For one thing, few of us ever actually spend the night there more than one or two nights a week -- especially during parties. Besides... there are some other benefits," he explained, mysteriously.

As Jeff leads Alex to the room, he explains the layout of the place. "During these parties, different areas of the place have different themes. This week, the party out in the wooded area is 'The Jungle Book.' The first floor is a formal gathering. The top two floors are where the guests are staying. The pool is -- well, it's the pool."

They descend the stairs to the basement and turn to the right. Off to the left, Alex notices a metal door that looks like something out of the Middle Ages. "What's that?" he asks.

"Oh, I almost forgot. That's 'The Dungeon.' You ought to check that out some time -- if you're into that sort of thing."

Before Alex can answer, Jeff leads him down a hallway, and opens a door. "Here are the servants' quarters," he says, motioning for Alex to enter.

Inside, Alex looks at a large room with three sets of bunk beds. For a room that holds six people, it actually is rather nice and spacious. Alex throws his bags on the bed that has been assigned to him, just as the door opens. He turns and sees two young women entering. They are both wrapped in towels and have towels in their hair. They have obviously just come from taking a shower and seem oblivious to the presence of Alex and Jeff.

"So you didn't have any trouble getting him hard?" says the girl on the left, removing the towel from her head and revealing herself to have long, blond hair.

"I did at first," says the other girl, who has also removed her upper towel and commences drying her red hair, as if having two boys staring at her was the most ordinary thing in the world. "But I learned that if you just take your time with him and talk dirty to him while you stroke the tip of his cock, he gets hard enough to function."

Alex looks at Jeff for an explanation, but Jeff is just leaning back against his bunk, watching the girls with a smile.

The first girl says, "That's good to know... He's so sweet and SO rich, but at his age, I'm always afraid I'm going to give him a heart attack if I do too much. Last night I did a lap dance on him for almost twenty minutes, and I thought he was going to get it up, and then he fell asleep. At first I thought he had died, and I wondered whether I would get blamed for it."

As the blond spoke, she removed her lower towel, and Alex couldn't help but let his jaw drop as he gazed at her perfectly-shaped body. She had breasts that were about the size of Sabina's, but they seemed firmer and somehow more inviting.

As the girl toweled herself off, she glanced up and seemed to see Jeff and Alex for the first time. "Oh, hi, Jeff... Is this our new roomie?"

"Yep... girls, meet Alex. He's starting with us today. Alex, this is Becky and Connie," he said, pointing to the blonde and the redhead, in turn.

Alex shook hands with both girls, trying unsuccessfully to look Becky in the eye instead of at her breasts.

Jeff explained, "We're kind of co-ed in our sleeping arrangements. I hope you don't mind."

Still staring at Becky's naked form, Alex mumbled something about not minding at all. Connie walked over to him and patted the growing bulge between his legs. "No... I don't think he minds! So Becky, it sounds like Mr. Fennerman wasn't able to get you off then. You're probably needing someone who has no trouble getting it up, aren't you?"

Becky smiles appreciatively. "You're reading my mind, girlfriend. What do you say, Alex? Shall we get to know each other a little better, or do you have to report for duty?"