“Oh, I figured out that it was an optional thing.” Bridget assured her, “I just wouldn’t want to disappoint anyone by ending the show early.”
“By all means, besides, I think we need to let Tom recover so he can deflower Cindy tonight,” Sarah told her.
Cindy squealed and bounced excitedly, and Bridget smiled at her.
“It will be interesting to see Tom bring a girl into the harem.” Bridget grinned. “I’ll see if the girls all want to watch.” And she pulled out her phone and texted the staff.
We arrived not much later, pulling through an automatic gate that looked very solid. There was a fifteen or twenty (I couldn’t tell from inside the limo) foot tall stone wall with security spikes at the top and cameras regularly dispersed along each wall. The limo pulled up to the front of the house and a small welcoming party stepped up to the vehicle and opened the door. Bridget was the first to exist and she and Amy took their places with the rest of the welcoming committee.
“Welcome to the Carmichael summer estate.” A young lady about the same age as Bridget and Amy greeted us. She was about 5′ 7″, making her a couple of inches taller than Bridget who was an inch taller than Amy. She had Black hair, piercing blue eyes, B-cup breasts, and a medium-sized ass that gave her most of her curves. The majority of these girls were slim, though there were a few more athletic or curvy girls. “Feel free to leave your luggage in the vehicle, we will make sure they are taken to your rooms after the limo is parked. Feel free to follow me.” She continued, looking over the dozen and a half of us as we piled out of the Limo.
We walked into the entrance hall, and the staff lined up, with two girls ahead of the others. One of the two in front was the young lady who had greeted us outside and led us inside.
“My name is Berkley, and Clarence has hired me to be your executive housekeeper. Clarence still holds the position as chief of staff, but I will act in his stead while he is at any of the other houses.” She inclined her head.
Berkley motioned to the other girl in the front line. The other girl was 5′ 9″, as tall as I was, had naturally blonde hair, blue eyes, B-cup breasts, but not much of an ass. Her hips and shoulders were wider and she was built like a wrestler.
“This is Parker, she is the head of your personal security team,” Berkley explained.
“My pleasure.” Parker smiled.
“You have met Bridget and Amy, they are part of your Housekeeping staff, and will be joined by Bristol to round out your housekeeping staff while we are here.” Berkley continued. Bristol had brown hair and eyes, B-cup breasts, and a slightly larger ass than Bridget and Amy but smaller than Berkley’s and Elaina’s. She was an inch taller than Bridget, and was fit, like spending lots of time in the gym.
“Then the rest of your security detail while we are here will be Brinley, Katherine, Mia, and Nicole. They go by Brin, Kat, Mia, and Nikki.” Berkley explained.
All four girls were fit and having learned from Dana what to look for, all of them were packing concealed weapons. They each looked like they knew how to handle themselves, but I knew when it came to female physical security, I knew that falling back to their firearms would be important with a male aggressor. Female security was great for a group like our harem because it was composed almost entirely of women, which could complicate things with male security staff members.
Brin was a fit 5′ 7″, with light brown hair, light brown eyes, B-cup breasts, and a pretty flat ass. She had more muscular arms and legs than most of the harem girls, and I recognized the signs of a kickboxer in her build.
Kat was the tallest girl in the group. She stood an inch shy of six feet tall. She had Brown hair, blue/gray eyes, C-cup breasts, and a medium ass, a little more than a handful on each cheek. She had a very athletic build, with long, wiry arms and legs.
Mia was the same height as Brin, dirty blonde with blue eyes. Her breasts were C-cup and a nice ass, with cheeks just big enough to fill my hands. She looked more like a track girl or gymnast than a fighter, but I know some girls just struggled to bulk up. Just like some people struggle with bulking up certain body parts, so I would want to see what she could do before I judged her.
Nikki was the shortest of the four, only 5′ 5″ at the tallest, making her look short next to Kat. She was African American, though not as dark-skinned as Brittany was. She had braided black hair, and dark brown eyes, and definitely qualified as curvy, but not in a fat way. She had broad shoulders for a girl, with B-cup breasts, a thin waist, and the largest ass of any of the staff members, just larger than Berkley’s.
“It’s nice to meet all of you.” I greeted them. “And no need to be so formal with us, after all, I believe Clarence told you all we consider you all members of the harem, that means we’re all like family.”
The staff members did relax, and Bridget piped up. “I told you they were relaxed.”
Berkley laughed nervously, “Yes, well, I figured making a formal first impression we could easily relax, but if we started out overly informal, it would be hard to… um… pull that back. It’s a pleasure to work with you though, and… oh, God… how do I say this…?”
Courtney laughed and suggested, “You’re excited for harem privileges?”
Berkley laughed and blushed, “That’s one way of putting it. But yes, that. We also wanted to discuss our uniform with you. Shall we go to the dining room, where we can all sit down?”
The staff all dispersed except Parker and Berkley, who accompanied all the rest of us into the dining room.
Lizzy saw the doors to the Kitchen and glanced at me, “Um… I don’t care what the staff wears, could I go familiarize myself with the kitchen and get started on Dinner?”
“Sure.” Courtney and I chimed in together smiling at each other like newlyweds. Lizzy headed to the kitchen and we sat down with Berkley and Parker. Berkley had left a clipboard here for this event, and she picked it up and began making notes.
“So Elaina has agreed to model the proposed uniforms,” Berkley informed us. Elaina joined us in the room, carrying a box. She still wore the standard uniform as did the staff at Courtney’s father’s house. “So this is the standard uniform. It is fairly standard and serviceable, but has some simple problems in… our arrangement.”
“Namely that some of the girls want you to be able to just pull up on them and fuck them on demand, regardless of what they’re doing. Like Berkley here. Says the idea is hot. Though not for her first time-” Parker explained
“Parker!” Berkley interrupted, blushing like a sunset. “ANYWAY, regardless of reasons, some girls would like Tom to have… easier access to their… sexual orifices. And these suit pants… don’t offer that.”
Parker smiled smugly at Berkley’s embarrassment but didn’t say more.
“So the first suggestion was to keep the uniform mostly the same, but swap the pants for a skirt,” Berkley explained, and Elaina undid her pants and dropped them to the floor, stepping out of them and into a skirt. Elaina was wearing a very attractive pair of pink lacy lingerie panties. She pulled up the skirt and did up the zipper. It was a high-waisted skirt, securing just below the ribs. “Wearing a skirt like this enables the fantasy Parker referenced earlier of getting taken at will.”
Elaina demonstrated by turning and flipping up her skirt to demonstrate how easily her ass and pussy could be exposed, though her lacy lingerie panties still obscured her actual holes. She kept my gaze the entire time and I realized I had another exhibitionist in the harem. She wanted to see that I saw her exposing herself, or at least her panties.
Berkley smiled, “What do you think of this modification to the uniform?”
The girls all turned to me, and I realized that while it had been presented as a ‘whole harem’ opinion, and all the girls were present, my opinion was the only one that actually mattered.
“Well, it’s a great option for anyone who might be seen by a non-member of the harem. For example, if we have visitors for some reason. I’m not going to say it is my favorite option… mostly because it’s the first one I’ve seen, but yes, I could easily fuck you in a skirt like that. Access to the breasts for groping is unfortunate, but we can use the panties as a consent indicator. So if I pull up a skirt and see panties I’ll know I confuse my girls and that girl isn’t available at the moment without communication. But I think if you are wandering around in a skirt without panties, that’s a pretty good indicator that you’d be happy to get fucked. Tamora… and I guess Berkley, am I off on that?” I mused out loud.
Tamora nodded and Berkley followed suit. “How can we increase breast availability with this?” Berkley mused.
“Um… How about this?” Elaina asked, taking off her jacket and unbuttoning her white dress shirt. She pulled off her top revealing a matching pink lacy lingerie bra. Then she put on a loose-draped top with a low draped neckline.
“That could work…” I muttered, “Um… may I come to test how… easily accessible your breasts are?”
Elaina nodded enthusiastically, and Berkley shooed me up toward the modeling girl.
I stood and walked over to the blushing girl.
“Grope away.” Elaina breathed.