Marc had just signaled for all the new arrivals to join them in the living room. He welcomed them, introduced himself, and similarly assured them that, indeed, this was turning into a legit orgy.<br/><br/>He quickly scrawled two signs on drink napkins, and placed one on the front door saying “Come on in!” , and the other on a pillar just inside, in an obvious place, reading: “Living Room” with an arrow.<br/><br/>When he returned to the living room himself, he saw Kim and Lizzy locked in a very sexy kiss, and he stopped dead, giving an almost comical double-take. His composure appeared to be rapidly abandoned as he drew a small index card from his jacket pocket. After doing so, he tossed the suit jacket aside, loosening his tie and top shirt buttons.<br/><br/>“Don’t stop...” He fumbled over his words a bit, but he had a handsome smile which didn’t take himself very seriously, which said he was likely more fun than this guest-host persona. “What I mean is, while I read this, don’t stop getting to know one another.”  He didn’t know why the benefactor had wanted him leading this, but it must have been for some reason. He intended to play his part, and feel lucky that he was even here.<br/><br/>“A few quick things that I was asked by ‘D’ to say, and then I’m thinking we get right into it.” He had a hard time pulling his gaze away from Kim and Lizzy.<br/><br/>As he read off the points on the card he had drawn from his pocket, others began to arrive. He would smile to them and signal for them to have a seat among the crowd, catching them up as best he could before the party truly broke out.<br/><br/>“Apparently, our true host has done this plenty of times before. He has some best practices that he suggests we go by. Between you and me,  no one’s going to be enforcing these, but I had to promise I would mention them at the beginning.”<em> And the last thing I’m going to go is go against the wishes of the one who set this up</em>. He thought.<br/><br/>“This is the<em>ready hat</em>.” He pulled a rather cliché top hat from a nearby coat rack. It had embroidered around the base the words ‘Ready to Go’.  “If you want to put your fate in the hands of luck, put your name on a piece of blue or pink folded paper, for man or woman.” He motioned the blue for the men and pink for the women. “Someone else looking for a partner will either look for the color they want, or pull a random one. So long as you would accept for anyone else of that gender, it’s recommended that you accept the invitation of anyone who draws your name. This could be useful if and when the party gets bigger.”<br/><br/>He began removing his tie and shirt entirely, along with his shoes. “Of course, preferably we can simply wander around to each corner, tasting every flavor you like.”<br/><br/>He was getting antsy watching Lizzy and Kim, along with all the other women. He really couldn’t lose, he thought they all looked incredibly tantalizing, and he simply hoped he’d get to sample the lot of them.<br/><br/>“There are rooms just down that hall.” He pointed, the hall lead down to where everyone could see. “They contain larger toys, swings, exotic furniture, and who knows what else. This place is<em> stocked full </em>of goodies. However, it’s encouraged that you remain out here in the living room as much as possible, just so everyone can potentially see the others handiwork. Of course, we’ll all eventually start exploring, so…”<br/><br/>He dropped his belt beside him. “Drinks, an oddly large variety or other substances, and smaller toys—” He measured out what he considered ‘small’, to be about a foot long or more, “—can be found in that armoire over there.” He pointed. “Also in there, are lubes, rubbers, vibrators, temporary tongue rings, handcuffs, candles, and things that I could not even identify.” He inhaled as though he had been listing toys for an hour.<br/><br/>“Beyond that, no last names, and make yourselves at home. Also, a personal request:  If I’m…Occupied… please be sure to welcome newcomers. Perhaps those who need a fresh victim could greet them and warm them up for the real action.”<br/><br/>He tossed the index card away, along with his white undershirt, revealing his toned chest and iron packed-abs.<br/><br/>“There are games and other group events on this thing as well, but fuck it. Enough damn talk for now...Let’s do this!”<br/>