“Paint me like one of your slutty girls.”

Not Al, but looks like him.

[Read the story with illustrations here.]

Ladies and Gentlemen, allow me to introduce to you Al. Al is a sex addict. I don’t mean that he just likes sex. I don’t mean he thinks he has an over-active libido. I mean he is a clinically diagnosed and struggling to recover sex addict.

Now, this Al is also a thirty-something, attractive, fit, sociable, financially successful, married, father-of-two.

We are meeting Al today on a rare occasion. His company has taken him and a number of employees to Telluride, Colorado for an important convention in their field. It’s not every day that Al gets away from his wife. Due to his addiction, she keeps a GPS tracker on him at all times. She monitors and locks his computers and phones. She keeps him on a very short leash — and not the sort of BDSM leash that Al would gladly submit to as a sub.

But on this work trip, Al is outside the purview of his suspicious and spurned wife.

Not only that, but the boss insisted that Al accompany the contingent from the company that was hand-picked for this trip. That group of elite team members included: Annabelle, Rebecca, Jane, Katie, Kristie, Laura, Maddison, Melonie, Chelle, and Tabby. That’s right, it was the boss, Al, and ten very attractive young women. Was the boss out to test the resolve of this…