Basic Training: Next Step

By R. Richard

As the result of a Health club bikini calendar, Tina and her husband have to star in a sex party.
After some basic training, by her husband, Tina discovers that she likes to be seen in the nude and she stars at the sex party.
To save her husband’s job and earn a manager job for herself, Tina has to dance and take customers into a back room, in a Negro nudie bar, to find a rich heiress.

Extract:
After the party, I’m now a Vice President and our future looms bright ahead. However, there may be more sex with customers. I ask, is Tina ready for that?”

Tina sighs, “Well, I’ve had my basic training. I guess that I can enlist again.”

After the party, I go back to work at my job and Tina goes back to work at the gym.

One night, Tina comes back from her job at the gym and she has a new toy. The new toy is some sort of electronic music player. It’s a small unit, but it has a lot of buttons. It also has music buds, one for each ear.

I say, “Okay it’s a nice little music player, where did you get it?”

Tina smiles a big smile and then tells me, “Donna, the customer big boss’ wife gave it to me.”

I ask, “Why did Donna give you the little music player?”

Tina says, “Well, I don’t know.”

I ask, “Does it do anything, other than play music?”

Tina says, “Lots of things! First of all it recognizes my fingerprint, so no one but me can play it.”

I say, “Yeah, theft might be a problem. With a small unit like that.”

Tina then says, “I can then select music, by years. She punches a button or two and some of that old kinda 50’s rock and roll comes out of an ear bud. Tina then punches a button or so and Elvis Presley‘s voice comes out of the ear bud. Tina then punches another button or so and ballad music comes out of the ear bud.

I say, “Okay, that sort of thing must have cost a pretty penny.”

Tina says, “Yes, and there’s an anti-theft feature. If someone who doesn’t know how to operate it tries to play it, it goes into alarm mode.”

I say, “It seems like a spy thing. All kinds of features, to disguise the real purpose.”

Tina is puzzled, “Why do you say that?”

“To hold the music, in the device, requires quite a bit of expensive electronic storage. To select certain types of music to play requires expensive electronic logic. If the thing was just designed to play music, the user could swap in and out electronic storage, containing different tunes. There is something hidden.”

A few nights later, Tina and I meet with Avery and Donna, the couple who own the key customer company on which my company depends for financial survival.

Avery starts the delivery of the bad news. “Way back when, I married a lady with old money. The lady and I had a daughter, a girl named Linda. Linda turned out to be a sort of wild child. My then wife and I tried to keep Linda under control. Looking back, that may have just made things worse. In any case, my then wife died in a traffic accident. My then wife’s financial affairs were a very complex mess. It took some time to sort things out. While the attorneys sorted out the financial mess, I started the company which Donna and I now run. In order to get at my deceased wife’s money, I had to involve Linda, my daughter. Linda is an economic idiot. In order to prevent Linda from just spending all of the money, I had to put her on a very short financial leash. Linda revolted! She got involved, sexually involved, with a rich Negro sports star. Well, the guy was a rich Negro, for a while. He and Linda lived it up and ran wild. Then the rich Negro sports star lost what ever made him a sports star. He also lost his income stream. In order to continue to live the high and wild life, Linda had to go to work as a nudie dancer, in black clubs.”

I jump in, “From what the guys say, a nudie dancer has to take customers into a back room, for paid sex.”

• Language: English
• Publisher: R. Richard
• Release date: Apr 22, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463773932

R. Richard

I'm the co-author, with Sunset Thomas, of Anatomy of An Adult Film.I have 48 novels and over 299 short stories currently published.I spent my early years in the part of Los Angeles known as the South Central. I was known as Whi' Boy, which was sufficient to identify me in that place. I'm a skilled Kung Fu player, using a system that I learned from a Korean I knew only as 'Pak.' It would be easier to tell you the places that Pak wasn't wanted by the police, rather than the places where he was wanted by the police. Pak's Kung Fu system, augmented by some bits and pieces from some Chinese practitioners is quick and effective, or I wouldn't be alive today.My early education was mostly obtained by stealing books from the public library (I always returned them and the Librarian even began to provide me with reading lists.) I did go to high schools, but I never really learned anything there. I eventually graduated from the University of California at Los Angeles, UCLA, with a degree in mathematics.I work as a Systems Analyst and also make a part of my living as a professional gambler (legal in Nevada.) I write science fiction and erotica. My published novels are:Anatomy of An Adult Film (With Sunset Thomas)1. Second Chance: God Killer2. Second Chance: Sky Pirate3. Second Chance: Scroll Seeker4. Second Chance: King of The Islands5. Second Chance: King of Zaya6. Second Chance: Duke of Averon7. Second Chance: King of Golomon8. Second Chance: King Of The Sky9. Second Chance: Warlord of Ifrequeh10. Second Chance: King of Ariby11. Second Chance: King of Mesodania12. Second Chance: King of Avuls13. Second Chance: King of Kemet14. Second Chance: King of Zorran15. Second Chance: King of Two Worlds16. Second Chance: King of Averon17. Second Chance: King's Duties18. Second Chance: King of The New WorldAdventurer: Simulation ProblemAdventurer: Pannar ProblemA Programmer's GambitAmateur StripperBeach MurdersBondage HouseCorporate Sex SlavesFriday NightGo Naked In The SoftwareGrasshopper WinterInvoluntary NudeLayoffNot A HeroPirates of The KeysSummer of SexThe LakeThe Last Moon DanceThe Nude Adventures of Plain JaneThe Secret Life of Wanda WilsonTails of the Pussycat LoungeTo Keep A JobTopless RestaurantToy WhoresVix: The MarineWayward BoyShort Stories:A Christmas Visit

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Basic Training: Next Step

By R. Richard © 2019

Chapter 1: Starting Out

Tina and I grew up poor. We each wanted to get some money and never again be poor.

I learned what I needed to learn, to earn the kind of money that I wanted. In order to earn some money, I managed to get into a work-study program, while I was still in high school. I would go to school mornings, with the little children. Afternoons, I earned money, with the adults. After a while, I dressed like an adult, talked like an adult and thought like an adult. My high school didn’t like the situation at all.

My high school school had a clever plan. They put me on joint projects with, ‘good girls.’ The good girls would lecture me about proper behavior. They did and it was boring as hell. One day they assigned me to work with Tina. Tina lived with her very religious parents, until they were killed by a holdup man. Then, Tina lived with her aunt. Living with her aunt was like being in prison, for Tina. If it was fun, Tina couldn’t do it.

Tina was, however, a very pretty young girl, with an outstanding set of tits! When I found out that Tina had the social skills that I needed in a wife, I put some moves on Tina. Tina jumped out of her aunt’s lifeboat, into my lifeboat. Then we got married and set sail.

Tina, despite her total lack of experience, was a fantastic fuck. She liked it and I think wanted to be sexually dominated. At first, Tina was a bit shy about my seeing her in the nude body, but she quickly became very enthusiastic about displaying herself, for my viewing pleasure. I didn’t realize then just how enthusiastic.

After we got out of school, the company that employed me quickly got into big trouble financially, mainly due to incompetence on the part of upper management.

Tina and I moved and I got a new job, doing what I had done successfully before. Tina got a job at a health club.

Our first adventure started with Tina’s health club job. It seems that the health club put out a calendar every year. A dozen of the hottest ladies at the health club were featured as Miss January through Miss December. Each lady was photographed, in the tiniest bikini imaginable, working out on some gym machine.

Tina was pictured in a ‘Fly’ machine. She was seated with her arms spread wide, supposedly ready to pull the ‘wings’ of the machine together. Tina’s D cup breasts were nearly popping out of the top of the micro bikini that she wore and the bikini bottom just barely covered her perfect cookie. Tina looked unbelievably hot in her calendar photo!

Surprisingly, the rest of the ladies in the calendar were not health club employees, but trophy wives of the new economy company, for which I work. I thought Tina was the best looking lady of the bunch. Apparently, so did the top management of my company.

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