The Society

Suddenly the large heavy door opened and standing there was a tall well built blonde haired woman. I thought it may have been Halloween. She was wearing a French maid outfit and a pair of black high heel pumps. I had never travelled in these circles but I was pretty sure that none of the normal multimillionaires in this neighborhood had a woman who looked like this, dressed this way answering their door.

"Hi I'm here to see Ms. Creeler?" I said in a shaky voice.

"Of course, you must be Dennis." The broad shouldered woman replied with a smile and a voice that seemed too feminine for a woman of her build. "Why don't you follow me?"

I watched her spin on the shiny shoes and walk through an enormous foyer. Her bare tan legs were wrapped with muscle yet long and sculpted like those of a female athlete. Her uniform was backless and I got a great view of the muscles rippling around her shoulder blades as she moved. It was obvious that she must have gone to the same gym as her boss. And when she turned and smiled as we walked through the living room to the back of the house. I could see that she was just as beautiful and as sexy as Catherine Creeler.

I followed the blonde Amazon to a room that overlooked a large stone patio that was part of a expansive pool area and then a massive back lawn that swept down to the ocean below. To one side was a barn and stable set off from the mansion. Standing by one of the huge windows that stretched from just above the floor to the ceiling that opened up the house to the beautiful scene was Catherine Creeler. She was looking out the window drinking a glass of orange juice. She was wearing a peach colored dress that clung to her tall body in all the right places and went down to just above her knees. The shiny black high heel pumps matched the thick black belt that wrapped around the dress at her waist and accentuated the long toned legs.

"Why hello Denny! I'm so glad that you were able to come." The dishwater blonde held out her hand and I shook it.