The Barn Swallow Club Pt. 03 - Sex Stories

The Barn Swallow Club Pt. 03

... how much money I have agreed to pay these girls? Nevermind that, though, Freddie," I said, letting out a sigh, "I must inform you that... being a gay man, I don't think you understand anything at all about dealing with women."

He gasped and sat up in his chair. "Is that so?"

I smirked and nodded. "Yes, that is so. You are clueless."

He gasped louder and held his chest as if he were clutching pearls. "What an ignorant thing to say!" he cried, looking wounded. "Let me inform you, Mr. High and Mighty business man, that I have a mother, a grandma and two younger sisters. Also, I have talked with Dominic about this and I also have several, very close, lesbian friends, who all agree that your treatment of those women is absolutely--"

"Wait!" I said, cutting him off, "Hold up. You told your lesbian friends about my sex fetish arrangements?"

His jaw floundered and his face turned red. "Well... well... yes... I... I did bring it up over dinner the other night, but they are very dear and close--"

"Did I... or did I not, Freddie... ask that you keep that information... about my private affairs... private?"

"Well... well yes, Boss... but... but these are very, VERY close friends, Mr Chamb--"

"They're not my friends, Freddie."

Freddie clammed up.

I took in a deep breath and pushed it out, letting my anger go with it. I shrugged. "It's okay, Freddie. You let the cat out of the bag, but that's fine. I don't care."

He started to speak, maybe to apologize, ...

... but I held up my hand. "You also mentioned talking to Dominic. Do you mean Dom Ventulo, the other candidate up for this job?"

"Well, yeah," Freddie said, shrugging. "We talked about your treatment of women over lunch. He doesn't agree with it either."

"He didn't seem to object to that when I interviewed him."

Freddie smirked and let out a sigh. "Dominic and I are very close friends. He even invited me to his wedding last September and, believe me when I tell you, Dom is not on board with your--"

"Wait," I said, holding my breath as my heart skipped a beat. "You went to Dominic Ventulo's wedding?" Elizabeth Ventulo, Dom's wife - who was also my crazy half-sister - could have been sitting in on this meeting if I hadn't creampied her pussy. That sexual act had inspired Liz to finally reveal her secret about being my estranged half-sister, and to, dramatically, make an early exit, and now I was grateful for all of it, despite how demented it had been.

"Oh, yes!" Freddie said, taking in a loud, gasping sigh and holding a hand to his chest. "His wedding was gorgeous!" Freddie spoke in a reverent tone. "A traditional Italian church wedding. I used to be an alter boy, you know. They started the feast with..." Freddie prattled on and on, but I tuned out.

Apparently, Liz hadn't been aware of someone from her husband's job being at their wedding. This meeting with Freddie could have been a complete disaster.

I needed to find out who else from my company had attended ...