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Four to Go

Tom Martins, John Givens, and Mike Malone grew up in an orphanage and
developed emotional and, later, sexual ties to each other. They loved women and sharing
them sexually. When Tom met and married Kate, he feared losing her and never revealed
his sexual past with them. The sex stopped, but not their emotional bonds.
Married two years, a hit-and-run madman put Tom temporarily in a wheelchair.
Mike and John, still lovers, moved into the mansion to provide security.
The madman leaves a threatening letter listing the four of them as his targets.
Tom finally tells Kate he wants to watch Mike and John pleasure her with sex
toys, their bodies, mouths, and hands. Initially hesitant, she agrees because she has grown
to love them, too.
The explosive, loving, and varied sex between the four of them builds rapidly,
even as they must deal with the threats against them.
Genre: Contemporary, Mnage a Trois/Quatre
Length: 63,818 words
FOUR TO GO
Sandy Smyth
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FOUR TO GO
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Prologue
The sound of the waterfall from the huge combined atrium and pool room mixed
with the scent of rich soil and green growing plants and flowers had Kate quickening her
steps down the darkened hallway. This was one of her favorite places in the whole
mansion.
The pool itself was irregularly shaped and had a tiny, cleverly contrived island
near the middle that was filled with plants, flowers, and small potted trees, which created
a secluded area that could be used for private assignations. The far end had a hot tub
situated on a platform overlooking the waterfall. A sliding glass panel connected the
inside and outside swimming areas.
A small alcove behind the waterfall had an underwater bench for seating and
another shelf, covered by only an inch or two of water, where one, or two, could stretch
out comfortably and do whatever. And she and her husband, Tom, had done a lot of
whatever on that shelf.
As Kate reached the open doorway, she noticed absently that the lighting was set
to a muted blue glow from the bottom of the pool and waterfall. A soft golden light
illuminated two lounge chairs that sat side by side at the edge of the water.
Suddenly, two sleek male heads broke through the surface of the water. Kate let
out a muffled sound of surprise and stepped back into the shadows. There was a soft
comment as the men broke into laughter tinged with anticipation. They swam toward the
doorway where Kate stood in the shadows and pulled themselves out of the water with a
practiced lunge.
As they stood under the golden light, Kate could see that it was John Givens and
Mike Malone, not only her husbands best friends, but his security team as well. She
could also see that they werenaked! And judging from the thick, erect cocks jutting out
from their bodies, they were thinking about sex. John turned away from her to murmur
something to Mike and presented her with a view of one of the tightest, sexiest asses she
had ever seen.
Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod, she whispered to herself. She could not take
her eyes from the beauty of the naked bodies in front of her. The overhead light caressed
the golden tones of their wet skin and emphasized their sleekly muscled bodies.
Transfixed, Kate watched in fascination as a drop of water slid from Johns
shoulder, down his back, and over his tight, muscled ass. Cringing with guilt, Kate
imagined her tongue following the same path over that classic ass. She had to get out of
here, now.
Before she could take the first step, John grasped Mike by the back of his neck
and pulled him into a fiercely hot, open-mouthed kiss. And, somehow, now she could see
both of them instead of just Johns back. She could see Johns hand slide between their
bodies and grasp Mikes cock, working it until she heard Mike groan into his mouth. He
released Mikes cock and pushed on Mikes shoulder until he sank to his knees.
John took his cock in his hand and stroked it slowly, rubbing it against Mikes lips
and tongue. He suddenly slid his thick cock into Mikes mouth and began slowly
pumping it in and out. His hand curved around the back of Mikes neck, holding him
firmly in place while he fucked his mouth.
Kate could clearly see each movement of Mikes mouth, and could also see the
thick stalk of Johns cock disappearing and reappearing, and Mikes hand grasping his
own cock and milking it, rubbing his thumb over the engorged, purple head. She could
see the drop of pre-cum glisten on the tip of Mikes cock before his thumb spread the
liquid around the smooth crest. Mikes hand moved faster and faster. With his other hand,
Mike reached up and began stroking Johns testicles.
It was the most fascinating and erotic sight she had ever seen. There was an
unexpected beauty to their movements, and Kate couldnt tear her eyes away from them.
It had been so long since shed felt a thick, meaty cock pumping in and out of her cunt.
So long since she had licked the drops of pre-cum off of the tip of Toms cock. So long
since she had sucked his cock until he shot his cum down her throat. Hungrily, she
watched the beauty of the action before her.
She could feel the dampness between her thighs increase as her clit began to
throb. Kates hand slid between her legs, and she stroked her swollen clit as she
fantasized about being a part of the scene as it played out in front of her.
Mike suddenly pulled his mouth from Johns cock and gave a moan as his cum
erupted from his large, straining cock.
Dont move, John. Im not through with you yet, so spread those ass cheeks for
me. Im just preparing you for taking me when we get back to our room. She heard John
moan loudly as Mike picked up a tube of lubricant and covered three of his fingers
generously. Mike, still on his knees in front of John, reached between Johns legs and
inserted two of his lubricated fingers slowly into Johns tightly puckered ass. His wrist
began a twisting motion as he pushed his fingers deeper and then pulled them almost out
and pushed them back in, over and over again.
Its your turn, John. When I get you upstairs, Im going to make you bend over
and spread your ass cheeks the way youre doing now. Maybe Ill use the inflatable plug
on you so that youre completely filled while youre on your knees, sucking my cock.
Then, Im going to stretch you out on the bed, on your back. Im going to suck and lick
your cock until you cant take it anymore. But you already know that Im not going to let
you come then, dont you? You agreed, right? Youll take whatever I decide to give you,
wont you, John?
Yesss, damn it. But just remember, Mike, payback is a bitch. John groaned.
John threw back his head and groaned again when Mike inserted his third finger
into him and began finger-fucking his ass more rapidly. John still kept his ass cheeks
spread wide apart, giving Kate an incredible view as Mikes fingers scissored and twisted
in and out of Johns ass.
Mike had been watching John intently, a half-smile on his face at each flash of
emotion and pleasure that appeared. Suddenly, Mike took Johns cock back into his
mouth, his cheeks hollowing at the strength of his suction. John began pumping his cock
forward into Mikes mouth and then pulling back and impaling his ass on Mikes fingers.
His thrusts became faster and deeper into Mikes mouth, and Kates fingers on her clit
kept pace, rubbing vigorously. Kate was on the brink of coming when John gave a shout,
and Kate watched his face spasm in pleasure as his climax hit him and he filled Mikes
mouth with his cum.
That seemed to awaken Kate from the trance shed been in. Stunned at her own
actions, she withdrew her hand from between her legs, whirled around, and quickly ran
back down the corridor.
* * * *
Mike slowly pulled his fingers from Johns ass and wiped his hands on one of the
moistened antiseptic towelettes from the dispenser next to them.
After taking a few moments to get their heart rates back to normal, Mike said,
Well, do you think our Katie got enough of an eyeful, John?
I sure hope so, Mike, or we may have to put on another show for her.
Oh, horrors! Do you think we can stand to do it again? asked Mike with a heavy
dose of sarcasm.
Oh, yes, I think we can. Itll be hard, but we can take it, John said with a grin.
They laughed together with the easy familiarity of longtime friends and lovers.
Chapter 1
Three weeks later.
Kate Martins walked into the conference room in the home she shared with her
husband, Tom. Shed chosen to wear a smart cream-colored pantsuit instead of her usual
jeans and sweatshirt. Her light brown hair was even worn down, framing her oval face
and green eyes.
She took the empty seat at the conference table and looked at those around her.
Her husband sat in his high-tech, motorized wheelchair in the back of the room, talking
quietly with the heads of his security team, John Givens and Mike Malone.
While not stereotypical muscle-bound bodyguards, they exuded an aura of
dangerous, lethal ability. They were each a few inches over six feet tall, and except for
hair and eye color, they could almost be twins. Johns hair was midnight black, which set
off his arctic blue eyes, and Mike had dark brown hair and brown eyes. Each provided a
foil for her husbands curly blond hair and hazel eyes.
There was no way around the fact that they were three very appealing and
attractive men. Wild sex on a stick, she thought with a guilty blush as she remembered
the night in the pool room three weeks ago. She could recall the expressions of love,
affection, and lust on their faces as John and Mike made love to each other. She could
still see their beautifully naked bodies pressed together. To say she had been stunned was
a gross understatement. She had met several of the beautiful and charming women Mike
and John had dated over the past few years and had never seen any indications that they
were gay. In fact, if she was absolutely honest with herself, she had sometimes felt a
surprising sense of jealousy toward those women.
Before she and Tom were married, she had thought of them as the three
musketeers, partly because when you found one, you normally found all three. Since
Toms accident, John and Mike had become not only her best friends as well as Toms,
but her only friends. Kate had come to depend on them more and more. Most of her
friends had married and moved away while she was getting her business started. When
she and Tom had married and moved to the mountains, Kate had become tied up in the
legal problems associated with the sale of her business and had little time for socializing.
Kate had become more and more isolated, first while Tom was in the hospital, and
then even more so when he finally returned home. If it hadnt been for Mike and John,
she didnt know what she would have done.
Tom was scheduled for multiple surgeries on his arm and leg in about six weeks,
and she knew he wanted to get some urgent business matters settled before then.
Carter Jamison, president of the local bank, and Scott Thomasson, her husbands
financial manager, sat on either side of her. Across from her was Anna James, Toms
attorney, and Walker Newland, president of her husbands company, Martins Enterprises,
Inc.
Whats up? Do you know? whispered Scott as he scooted his chair closer to her.
Not an inkling, she replied, moving her chair away from his. He reeked of
liquor. From the smell, he probably drank his lunch today. He must have tied one on last
night. The smell of stale liquor seemed to ooze from his pores. His face had mottled red
blotches, sagging jowls, and was framed by thinning, dirty blond hair. At one time he had
been attractive and still thought he was.
Bitch! he mumbled beneath his breath as he caught her expression of disgust.
Did you just call me a bitch? Kate asked, her voice tight with anger.
No, of course not. I was just clearing my throat, he replied with a smirk.
Kate looked up to see John and Mike angrily glaring at Scott. She smiled and
shook her head when they glanced at her. They seemed to have an uncanny awareness of
when she was upset or in difficulties, and had literally saved her life shortly after Toms
car accident.
* * * *
She and Tom had only been married for two years when a car thief ran a red light
and smashed into the drivers side of Toms car as he was returning home from a
meeting. The seat belt kept Tom from being thrown out of the car. However, in the last
few seconds before impact, as he saw the car hurtling toward him and realized he
couldnt escape the impact, Tom frantically tried to release the seat belt and twist his
body away from the tons of metal bearing relentlessly down on him. He failed. His left
leg and arm had multiple fractures and his spinal cord had been injured. The car that hit
him had been stolen, and the driver had disappeared before the police arrived.
Kate virtually slept at the hospital next to his bed after the emergency surgery. He
was in a coma for nearly two weeks, and no one could predict his future, or if he even
had a future. When he awoke, he was in terrible pain and adamant that she be banned
from his room.
Tom told her it wasnt personal, just that he couldnt bear to have anyone around
watching him suffer. He preferred to be alone to deal with it. Additionally, he said his
pain medication was so strong that he was unconscious more than he was awake and the
thought of someone watching him as he lay unconscious creeped him out.
Kate spent several days pacing the hallway in front of his room. Finally, the
doctors advised her to stay home and wait for them to call her with updates on his
condition because Tom would fly into a rage, machines flashing and beeping ominously,
whenever he heard her voice outside his room or spotted her peeking into his room.
When Tom finally regained consciousness, he called Mike and John to his
hospital room. He told them that it was no accident that put him in the hospital. He said
he was conscious after the crash and saw a man exit the car that hit his. The man grinned
at Tom and pumped his fist in the air before running down a side street. Mike and John
had already moved into the mansion to support Kate while Tom was in the hospital. They
swore to Tom that they would stay until they found the asshole who caused the car crash.
* * * *
The months dragged by with monotonous regularity for Kate, except for the daily
phone call from Tom. She would sometimes sit for hours in front of the floor-to-ceiling
windows, looking out over the lake below and the surrounding mountains in the distance.
One day, Kate found herself drifting from room to room in the huge old mansion Tom
had bought just before their marriage.
Each room in the mansion held vivid memories for her. On their wedding day,
Tom had told her that one of his gifts to her, and also his first goal as a married man, was
to make love to his wife in every room in the house, closets included. Kate smiled at the
memories.
Two or three times a month Tom would choose a special room with a specific
theme in mind. The theme of each room was a different sexual position, a different sex
toy, or a different sexual fantasy. And Tom allowed his imagination to work overtime
when it came to pleasuring her. The wine cellar, basement, garage, pool room, library,
office, conference room, dining room, bedrooms, hallways, staircases, and of course,
closets galore all became their sexual playground. Kate smiled to herself as she recalled
some of her favorite rooms.
They would go from rollicking, staggering laughter at some of Toms more
outrageous sexual scenarios to an intense, overwhelming, emotional, and physical need
for each other in the blink of an eye.
Tom had stripped her naked in the conference room and tied her to the table. Hed
placed her butt on a pillow at the very edge of the table and tied her widely spread legs
securely, so that when he sat in his chair she was spread out in front of him. He used a
rope to tie her arms to the other end of the table, stretching and restraining her.
He tormented and teased her unmercifully as she lay like an abundant feast in
front of him. That day he made use of several of his favorite toys for her, including a
vibrating rabbit and an anal probe. He brought her to four screaming orgasms during her
time stretched out on the conference room table.
When she had asked him why he hadnt come himself, he said something that
surprised her. Tom claimed that, for him, sex was not only a physical release, which he
admittedly loved, but the mental thrill of planning her pleasure in excruciating detail,
then executing his plan and watching her experience the pleasure he created for her. He
said it was listening to her moans, listening to her begging for more, and watching her
bodys frantic stretching and bucking in release that gave him the greatest pleasure.
But, she remembered with satisfaction, while he may not have climaxed in the
conference room that particular day, she made sure that he climaxed several times once
they left it. This house was filled with some spectacular memories.
They had almost made it. Tom had been in the process of renovating the attic for
what he called his grand finale. He wouldnt allow her anywhere near the attic while
construction was in progress. But at night hed whisper wildly salacious hints of the
sensual pleasures awaiting her when his palace of sexual wonders was completed.
The incredible, inventive sex was only one part of their relationship. She missed
having his warm, strong arms holding her at night, his body curled around her. She
missed the devilish twinkle in his hazel eyes and the way they could communicate with
just a glance. She missed the simple warmth of his hand holding hers, and the way his
smile could gently warm her soul or light the fires of ravenous sexual desire.
They complemented each other, particularly in their extremely high sex drives.
Sex for them wasnt a once-in-a-while thing, or even once a day, and it certainly wasnt
only the missionary position. They were both open to expressing their love for each other
in many, many ways, including using sex toys and fantasies, role-playing and words.
Particularly words! Tom had several times made her come without touching her at all,
just by his inventive and erotic sex talk.
As she stood looking out of the window, those happier memories flooded her
mind, emphasizing the emptiness of her life without Tom. Kate doubled over in pain, one
hand over her midsection and the other hand over her mouth to keep herself from
screaming aloud her rage and pain at his absence, and at the abrupt and devastating
change in their lives.
Oh, Katie, luv. How can we help you? Mike asked softly as he and John entered
the living room.
Kate quickly turned away from them, placing her forehead against the cold glass
of the window. Struggling to regain her composure, she could only stutter, Ssorry, s
sorry. I
Then, like a burst dam, the wracking sobs erupted and she slid to the floor, her
head still against the cold glass. Her sobbing became so violent she was almost gagging.
She curled into a tight ball on the floor, her body shuddering in spasms as her sobs
increased.
Kate was so lost in her misery and pain that she never felt the arms that lifted her
from the floor and surrounded her with strength and warmth while she cried. She was
barely aware of the cool washcloth wiping her tears away or the tissue wiping her nose.
When the hiccupping shudders began, the warm arms around her held her tighter and
rocked her gently.
She swore she felt a kiss on her temple and one on her cheek at the same time.
Kate vaguely recalled being undressed and having her nightgown pulled over her head
before she was put in her bed.
And, on some level, she was aware that she was watched over throughout the
night.
The next morning she opened her eyes and, through the pounding in her head, saw
that a light snow was falling. She could hear the clinking of dishes and the muted sound
of male voices. There was a quick knock, and then her bedroom door was opened.
Good morning, sunshine. We brought breakfast, as well as a few aspirin. John
smiled as he pushed the tea cart into the room.
Shouldnt it be Ms. Rain Storm or maybe Ms. Crybaby? Kate replied with a
wry lift of one eyebrow as she gratefully swallowed the aspirin John held out to her. The
emotional overload of last night had left its mark in the dull, throbbing headache this
morning.
Nah, Mike said as he walked into the room and moved the chair by the window
closer to the bed. You were holding too much inside for too long, and it had to come
out. Thats all.
Thanks, guys. I appreciate all the help you gave me last night. Im so sorry
See, John, I told you she was going to be all apologetic and embarrassed this
morning.
Okay, okay. But at least let me say thanks. I owe you both, she continued
seriously.
Fine, put it on our tab and lets eat while its hot. John smiled at her as they set
out the breakfast.
Later, finding herself alone and wandering from room to room again, Kate
decided to get some fresh air and clear the cobwebs from her head. She dressed warmly
in her down-filled coat, boots, woolen scarf, mittens, and a heavy knit cap and stepped
out into the frosty air, breathing deeply. She quickly slipped her sunglasses on for
protection against the glare of the snow. The snow continued to lightly fall as she made
her way down the twisting path through woods to her favorite spot overlooking the lake
and sat on the trunk of a fallen tree.
A few minutes later the lightly falling snow quickly changed into heavy, blowing
snow mixed with stinging ice crystals as the wind suddenly began whipping around her.
She looked back but couldnt see even a vague outline of their huge house through the
trees. Everything was a white blur.
Kate knew she was in serious trouble. Shed lived in the mountains long enough
to know that the weather could change in a matter of seconds. It could also get worse,
much worse, and stay that way for hours or even days.
She noticed that the increasingly heavy snow and ice had almost obliterated her
footprints. There was only a slight indentation to show shed been through there just
minutes before, and even that was filling up quickly. Kate pulled her scarf up over her
nose and lower face, leaving only her sunglasses visible.
Indecision had her hesitating. If she tried to get back to the house, she could, and
probably would, lose her way and never get back. Her sense of direction sucked! If she
stayed here and tried to construct some cover for herself, she might be able to wait out the
storm, at least until Mike and John could find her.
Riiiight. Ms. Mountain Girl would have no problem finding some sort of cover,
or maybe she could make an igloo. Sure she could.
Kates mind was going a mile a minute. Then a thought hit her. Hadnt she read
that snow itself could be an insulator? If she could push up mounds of snow around a
small tree or bush, she could get into the center under the foliage and have the brush and
snow mounds provide, at the least, a bare minimum of protection from the stinging ice
pellets and wind. What the heck. It was worth a try.
She managed three steps before she hit a patch of ice and her feet went out from
under her. She didnt even have a chance to say oh, shit before her head impacted a
rock hidden by the snow and everything went black.
Kate woke once while Mike and John were carrying her between them back to the
house. She awoke a second time when the doctor began his poking and prodding of the
painful bump on the back of her head.
Kate awoke the third time to the sound of loud voices.
Again? What do you mean she passed out, again? Toms agitated voice came
through the speakerphone. Have you called the doctor?
Its a damned lucky thing that we saw her leaving the house and followed her.
We saw her feet go out from under her and saw her head bounce off of a rock. Between
us, we managed to get her home and call the doctor. We also lucked out when the storm
passed through as quickly as it did, or the doctor would never have made it up here. He
said her head is fine. The thick cap she was wearing helped to protect her. Johns voice
was rough with emotion.
As a precaution, Mike and I will check her every few hours tonight to make sure
shes not concussed. But the doc doesnt think so. He did say that Kates emotional
meltdown last night could cause her body to require more sleep than normal to restore
itself.
Emotional meltdown? Last night? Damn it, John! What the hell is going on out
there? Tom shouted.
Why dont you come home and find out for yourself whats going on? Kate
needs you here. You know damned well that you can have your physical therapy here.
You dont need to be in the hospital for that, John shouted back.
Youre overstepping your bounds, John, came a deadly quiet voice from the
speakerphone.
Bullshit! Weve been friends since the three of us were ten years old in the
orphanage. We know how your mind works, Tom. You want everything to be perfect,
you want to be perfect before you come home. Well, if Kate wanted perfect, she wouldnt
have married you, now would she? Get your ass in gear and get home. She really needs
you. Come home.
Kate heard the phone slam down.
Well, said Mike. That went over pretty well, didnt it?
Three weeks later Tom was home and a completely equipped physical therapy
room had been constructed next to the pool room, with a therapist who came on a regular
basis. The old, creaking elevator had also been updated and could now accommodate
Toms wheelchair without a problem. That was almost two years ago.
* * * *
Kate? Are you with us? Tom asked with a smile.
Oops, sorry. I waserwoolgathering, I guess. She blushed as she looked into
his teasing eyes.
Toms eyebrows lifted just a fraction as he noted her blush, then he gave her a
quick wink and smile, and turned back to the group assembled in front of him. Mike and
John stood just behind him. The three musketeers were on the prowl, again. God, they
looked good enough to eat, she thought and felt the heat of another blush rise up into her
cheeks.
Ive called you here because Im going to be away for at least a month, or
possibly longer, and want to make sure you understand that you will be unable to contact
me at all during that time. If any of you have anything that needs to be discussed with me
before I leave, it had better be done now. I am going to assign one individual to make all
decisions on my behalf during the time I am away. That includes all legal issues. He
nodded at Anna.
It also includes complete banking authority for any and all transactions, to my
financial portfolio, and to any decisions regarding Martins Enterprises.
Tom listened to the murmurs of those in front of him, noting the varying reactions
to his news.
Tom continued, I discussed this matter with Kate
Oh, please, Scott interrupted, no disrespect intended, but surely you need
someone with more experience in the business and financial world. His naturally florid
face darkened with anger. Certainly, your wife is a lovely person and can handle the
day-to-day household problems that can arise, but shes not qualified to handle the
responsibilities youve outlined.
Scott glared at each person at the table in unspoken challenge as he continued.
With my degree in finance and my experience in running my own business, surely I am
the most qualified person to handle the intricate financial and business decisions that will
have to be made during your absence.
Well, Scott, Tom said in a cool voice. Actually, Kate declined my offer for her
to run my operations in my absence. She is in the process of finalizing the sale of the
business she created years ago. You have heard of IntriKATE Design, Inc. havent you?
Kate watched with satisfaction as the blood drained from Scotts face and his jaw
dropped in shock.
Thats the business Kate started with just an idea and her own hard work. By
herself, she built the company up, step by step, into the multimillion dollar business it is
today. So, Id say Kate is more than qualified for anything she chooses to do, he finished
coldly and turned back to the rest of the group.
Deciding who would be acting on my behalf was a no-brainer for me. But,
because I value Kates opinion, I asked her who she thought it should be. It didnt
surprise me in the least that Kate came up with the name of the same individual. We do
think alike, dont we, Kate? In more ways than one, Tom said with satisfaction.
Therefore, effective the twenty-fifth of next month, all financial and corporate
problems should be referred to and decisions will be made by John Givens. Mike Malone
will be handling all finances related to the household and the various lake and ranch
properties.
Tom carefully watched the varying expressions at his announcement. Only
Walker and Anna seemed to assimilate the news and responded with very little outward
show of surprise.
Tom, I can have the necessary papers ready for your signature by the end of this
week, said Anna. John, Mike, the power of attorney forms you will need will be ready
at the same time. You can all come in together, and well finalize and sign everything
then. I think I have what I need, so if there is nothing more, Im going home to George
before the storm gets any worse. Tom, anything else I need to know? she asked as she
gathered her notes together and stood.
No, Anna, youre free to leave. Give my regards to George when you get home.
Before Anna could leave the room, Scott Thomasson erupted from his chair with
such violence that his chair tipped over behind him.
You cant seriously be giving all of that financial authority to your bodyguards?
Thats the most ridiculous thing Ive ever heard. Even your wife would be better than
those nobodies. What experience does either one have in dealing with major financial
decisions or running a business, or anything else for that matter? Theyre just hired
muscle, dime-a-dozen bodyguards, for Christs sake.
Toms body stiffened, and his eyes narrowed in anger as he watched Scott.
Anna reached into her purse and took out her hand-held recorder. She placed the
recorder on the table in plain sight and then switched it on. She opened her notebook, sat
down, and started taking notes.
Walker, snarled Scott. You cant tell me that you want a bodyguard coming
into your office, telling you how to run the company. Hed run the business into the
ground within a week.
Walker looked at Tom, who nodded. Well, Scott, Walker drawled coldly, The
fact is, John Givens has been in attendance, with Tom, at virtually all corporate board
meetings, strategy meetings, and any other company meetings weve held in the last three
years. He handled things when Tom was hospitalized and knows exactly what Tom
would do in any given situation with regard to the corporation. John and Mike are also
the owners of M-G Security, not just employees.
And, Walker continued, John has also made several suggestions over the last
few years that have resulted in Martins Enterprises saving tens of thousands of dollars a
year. I admit I would hire him in a minute as my vice president, if I wasnt sure hed have
my job within a month, or less.
Comfortable laughter swelled around the room as John made a slight bow to
Walker and turned up the corner of his mouth in a wry smile of acknowledgement.
Tom grinned and said, Walker, I havent had a chance to discuss with you the
problems you unearthed on the ranches owned by Martins Enterprises. That was a great
investigative job you did. Id like to leave the resolution of that in your hands and let
John handle the day-to-day problems and paperwork at the corporation while Im gone.
You know whats needed, and I trust that you know exactly how to handle it. Let Mike or
John know whatever you need, and theyll make sure you have it. Walker gave a
satisfied nod of agreement.
Furthermore, I can assure you that your job is safe from John.
Walker smiled.
Scott looked wildly around the room. This is the most ridiculous thing Ive
ever
Enough! Kate shouted as she surged to her feet and glared at Scott. You have
no right to question any decisions we make. Tom and I have the utmost confidence and
trust in John, Mike, and Walker, and thats all that matters. Had we wanted your input,
we would have asked for it. Now, either sit down and shut up, or get out of here.
Toms chest expanded with pride as he watched his wife. Mike and John
exchanged a quick glance before they turned their attention back to Scott.
Ill get out of here, you stupid bitch, Scott mumbled beneath his breath. He
started to leave and then turned back to Kate again.
Scotts face was contorted in rage, and spittle sprayed from his mouth as he
screamed, I know what it is. Youre fucking your bodyguards! Thats what it is. Hubby
cant get it up any more, so youre screwing the hired help. I heard the three of them used
to share their women all the time. Everybody knew it, too. Looks like theyre still
sharing! Get out of my way, bitch. He roughly tried to force Kate to back up as he
pushed by her, deliberately hitting her in the stomach with the corner of his briefcase
Kate gasped and grabbed her stomach. Then her arm shot out and her fist clipped
Scotts chin, hard. Scott staggered back, tripping on the overturned chair. He dropped his
briefcase and his arms windmilled frantically as he lunged forward, trying to keep his
balance. One arm hit Kate and knocked her onto the floor, and he fell awkwardly on top
of her. Toms scream of rage filled the room.
Mike vaulted the conference table and grabbed Scott by the waist, carefully lifting
him off of Kates body. John was already at Kates side, assessing the damage, with
Toms wheelchair beside him.
Setting Scott on his feet, Mike then plowed his fist powerfully into Scotts
midsection. The blow knocked Scott into the wall. He slid down to the floor, vomiting all
over himself and holding his stomach.
Kate moaned softly and tried to get up, but John gently held her down. Take it
easy, Kate. Youve got a lump the size of Texas on the back of your head and you
werent wearing a heavy knitted cap this time.
Kate laughed weakly but didnt try to get up again.
Mike! said John. Tom is calling for an ambulance, but it will be at least thirty
minutes, or more, before it can get here. I need some ice and some packing. Thank
goodness it doesnt feel as though anything is broken. But these head wounds can be
tricky. They can bleed like the devil with minimal actual damage, or there could be a
concussion or other problems. She needs to be in the hospital where they can check her
out thoroughly. Tom looked coldly at Scott then raised his eyes to the stunned gazes of
those left standing at the conference table. Meeting over! Someone get that asshole out
of my sight and my home. As far as Im concerned, he can stink up his own car until a
tow truck can move it out of here. Anna, Ill call you tomorrow. I want legal steps taken
to shut that filthy mouth of his.
I know just what you need, Tom. Am I correct in assuming you are also going to
pull your financial portfolio from his firm?
Immediately, thanks for reminding me.
Tom, said Anna softly as Mike and John put pillows beneath Kates head and
then wrapped her warmly in blankets. You know it really was an accident. Scott didnt
deliberately try to physically hurt Kate.
I dont know, Anna. I dont know. It looked like he deliberately tried to knock
Kate aside as roughly as he could, and he has a nasty reputation for physically abusing
the women hes been associated with in the past. I dont think hes changed any.
Anna nodded and shrugged. You could be right. Ill talk to you tomorrow, Tom,
unless I can help with anything now?
No, but thanks. Go on home to George. Ill talk to you in the morning.
Tom watched as Walker grabbed Scott roughly by the back of his collar and
literally dragged him out of the house on the seat of his pants.
Chapter 2
So, Kate said the next day. You three were in the habit of sharing your women.
And what am I? Chopped liver?
Kate worked very hard at keeping a straight face, but the look of stunned surprise
on the faces of the three men surrounding her hospital bed destroyed her control. She
began laughing so hard she could barely catch her breath.
Oh, she cried helplessly through her laughter. Im glad that pain pill finally
kicked in or Id be in agony right now. Whew! If you could only see the expression on
your faces. And off she went into another peal of infectious laughter.
Finally, wiping her streaming eyes with a tissue, Kate looked up and caught a
strange look pass between the three men. Oh, boy, I could be in some trouble here. Or
not.
Sorry, guys, I honestly couldnt resist. Have you come to take me home? Kate
looked from face to face with all of the contrived innocence she could muster. But from
the predatory expressions on their faces, she didnt think they bought it.
Uh, Dr. Sorensen said I could go home today. Youve come to take me, havent
you?
Damn that didnt come out quite right.
Home. I mean, youve come to take me home, right? Kate could feel her face
heating up as her three musketeers stared silently at her.
Come on, guys! she said with exasperation. Oh, for pitys sake, suddenly every
word out of her mouth seemed to have a double meaning.
Okay, never mind. Just leave and Ill get dressed and call a cab. Go on, get out of
here. Out! she shouted.
They left silently, but their faces had an odd, pinched tightness that puzzled her.
She rang for a nurse to help her dress. It was a few minutes before one appeared, and she
was laughing as she came into Kates room.
What on earth did you say to those three men? the nurse asked with a grin.
Why? What do you mean?
The nurse helped Kate to the window and opened it as far as it would go. Kate
could hear the sounds of laughter. Masculine laughter. She looked out onto the park-like
setting in the front of the hospital.
There were two of her musketeers, staggering, holding their sides and roaring
with laughter. Tom, in his wheelchair, was laughing so hard he nearly tipped his
wheelchair over. Mike caught the chair before it could fall, and they erupted into fresh
gales of laughter.
Kate smiled, thrilled to see them so lighthearted. Ever since Toms accident, they
had all seemed so sober, so filled with responsibilities and problems. In fact, she couldnt
recall ever seeing the three of them laugh like that. It was a sight to behold. One she
wanted to see again and again.
With the nurses help, Kate dressed in the clothes Tom had brought to the
hospital. The doctors had given her a clean bill of health after the extensive round of tests
which Tom had insisted on. No concussion, no internal problems, just a monumental
headache and a very sore lump on her head.
The nurse insisted Kate get into the wheelchair to be wheeled to the hospital
doors. Since shed had a rather strong pain pill earlier and was feeling very dizzy and
light-headed, Kate didnt fight it.
But she did get a kick out of the big, bold, masculine, motorized wheelchair that
began flirting with her dainty, feminine, push-mobile of a wheelchair as the nurse pushed
her into the hallway.
Forgive me? Tom asked as he maneuvered his electric wheelchair beside hers.
Always, she responded with a smile.
You look tired, he said. Are you in pain?
No pain, but Im suddenly exhausted and more than a bit light-headed. I dont
even know if I can stay awake until we get home. A hospital is not a restful place,
especially when theyre waking you up every hour or so and asking questions.
Dont worry about it. We have the back seat in the van reclined and plenty of
pillows and blankets. You can sleep until we get home.
Will you hold my hand?
Kate, you do take my breath away at times. Of course Ill hold your hand.
Forever, Kate. Forever.
Tom reached across the wheelchairs which were riding side by side and grasped
her hand. And they rode down the long hospital corridor with their hands clasped tightly
together.
Good grief. Would you look at the two of them coming down the hallway
together? Its enough to make you cry, or gag, or just smile, Mike commented to John as
they waited at the hospitals front doors.
Try the smile. Its the most appealing of the alternatives, and you do it so well,
John responded with a grin.
Outside the hospital doors, John carefully scooped Kate out of her wheelchair,
and before he could turn around, Kate looked at Toms wheelchair and the wheelchair
shed just left.
Shes really going to miss you.
What the devil are you talking about, Kate? Toms brow wrinkled in concern.
My delicate little push-mobile really liked your big, beautiful electric monster
there.
Kate, youre beginning to scare me, Tom said.
Sorry, love. Must be the medication. Kate smiled faintly and snuggled into
Johns arms as he carried her to the van.
By the time they got Kate and Tom settled in the van, Kate was almost asleep.
She looked up to see all three faces looking at her worriedly.
Im okay, musketeers. Dont worry. Ill be fine when I wake up. But I cant
remember, is it one for all, or is it all for one? I cant rememb...
What the hell is she talking about? Mike said, looking at Tom and John.
Musketeers? Push-mobiles and electric monsters? Lets get our girl home where we can
take care of her.
* * * *
Kate awoke with a feeling of dj vu. She had a vague recollection of being
undressed and put to bed by John and Mike sometime in the distant past.
Screw trying to put a nightgown on her. She can sleep in the buff, cant she?
Mike asked close to her ear.
Damn straight! Well just cover her up warmly. What do you say, Tom?
Before my accident, Kate slept in the nude all the time. Its no problem.
Heyguys. Can you help me sit up?
Kate struggled to pull the sheet over her naked breasts while Mike and John piled
pillows against the headboard and eased her up into a sitting position.
Kate! Howre you doing, babe? You had us so worried. Are you in pain? Do you
need another pain pill? Tom maneuvered his wheelchair next to the bed, anxiously
looking into her eyes, while Mike and John hovered nearby.
Not right now. That last one really knocked me out. But I do have to go to the
bathroom. And suddenly Im starving. However, the bathroom ranks highest in priority.
So, if you guys will give me some privacy, Id appreciate it.
Kate got as far as swinging her legs to the side of the bed before John swooped in,
tossed the sheet aside, picked her up stark-naked, and walked into the bathroom with her
and placed her on the toilet seat.
Her sputters of outrage fell on deaf ears.
Heres how its going to be for the next twenty-four hours. You will not get up
by yourself, especially if you are feeling light-headed, and no bathing or showering by
yourself.
Get out of here, Kate growled. Now.
Okay, heres a washcloth and towel. Your toothbrush and toothpaste are next to
the sink. Call when youre ready to come out. John left the bathroom, shutting the door
behind him.
John turned back to the bathroom door. And, no locks on the doors, Kate. Until
we know if that blow to the head is going to affect you, we need to be able to get to you
in an emergency. Do you understand?
Her only response was the flushing of the toilet.
Well, I guess that told you, John, said Tom with a smile. You really dont have
to worry about Kate, shes got a lot of common sense and isnt going to do anything to
jeopardize her health.
Right! What he said, shouted Kate from the bathroom.
Okay, okay, point taken.
Why dont we find Kate something to wear to bed besides the sheet? Tom
steered his wheelchair to Kates dresser and opened a drawer. She used to have an old
nightshirt that was stretched so far out of shape that it could slide over her head without
even touching that bump. Yes, this is the one.
I think youd better take it in to her. Ive pushed her as far as Im going to at this
point. Tell her that Mike should be en route with food very shortly. Damn, its good to
have her home. It doesnt matter what we have to do to keep her here. Its worth it. John
watched as Tom steered his wheelchair into the bathroom and shut the door. John stared
pensively at the closed door for a moment, then shook his head and went to find Mike.
* * * *
Come on, Kate. You know you dont have to be embarrassed about Mike and
John seeing you naked. Tom followed her out of the bathroom to the bed. She sat down
near the foot of the bed, her nightshirt slipping off of one shoulder, her back to the
doorway.
Oh, I know that, Tom. They arent interested in me that way.
Uh, Kate, are you sure about that? That was a pretty good-sized erection John
was sporting while he carried your hot, naked body into the bathroom, said Tom with an
impish smile.
Tom, I can assure you that his erection was definitely not for me. Honestly,
Tom! Please believe me, neither man has ever made the slightest improper move toward
me, nor have they uttered even the mildest sexual innuendo in my presence.
I believe you, Kate. But that doesnt mean they dont love you. Certainly, they
dont love you the way I do, but they do love you. Ive seen it myself.
Well, Im sure they love me as a friend, as your wife, but its definitely not
sexual in nature.
Id be interested to know how you can be that positive.
Tom, these men are our friends, and they were your friends for many years
before we even met. They would never betray you, in any way. Im not going to discuss
them behind their backs, nor am I going to discuss their sexual preferences.
Perhaps I can throw some light on the matter, Tom, John said as he and Mike
came into the bedroom. I believe Kate saw Mike and me in the pool several weeks ago.
Didnt you, Kate?
Bright red suffused her face. You saw me?
Katie, luv, said Mike. We would never knowingly have embarrassed you that
night. Its just that by the time we realized you were there, we couldnt seem to stop. No,
thats not really true. I think we wanted you to see us. Wanted you to know us as we
really are.
We didnt mean to shock or disgust you, Kate, said John.
Shock or disgust me? My God, I couldnt tear my eyes from the two of you. It
was truly the most breathtakingly beautiful thing Ive ever seen. I stood, rooted to that
spot, and couldnt move. I felt like one luckyI guess the proper term would be voyeur.
Tom, did you know? She turned and looked at Tom.
Tom smiled and placed a kiss in the palm of her hand.
You did know! Sudden realization slammed into her then. Youre gay, too?
The three of you are lovers? No, I dont believe youre gay, Tom. You couldnt be. Kate
couldnt understand her immediate feeling of rejection, of being left out, of being
separate. Apart.
No, Kate. Please, love, dont look at me that way. The three of us have not been
lovers since I met and fell in love with you. And we certainly cant be classified as gay. I
suppose bisexual would be the most appropriate term.
Basically, we love you, we love sex, and we love each other. Male, female,
separate, or together, it doesnt matter. I cant deny though that we have always enjoyed
the sexual connection the three of us have had with a woman. Thats why we used to, as
Scott so indelicately put it, share our women. But, Kate, youre different. You are not just
a sexual connector, you are so much more. You are love, desire, emotion, and you are
everything to me, he finished simply.
Ah, Katie, said Mike with a smile as he stood behind Toms wheelchair. When
Tom met you, he turned into a snarky, selfish bastard. If John and I had looked cross-
eyed at you, hed have had a hissy fit. And never doubt, Katie, that John and I wanted
you, from the day we met you. And Tom knew it, too, the greedy bastard!
Tom laughed ruefully. Yes, I knew it, but I was so terrified that Id lose you,
Kate, I just couldnt take the chance. Not many women would understand that, for us, the
sharing is the ultimate gift of love and pleasure. Its a gift we give and a gift we also
receive. My greatest regret is that I didnt ask you before my accident if youd consider
accepting this gift.
John walked to Toms wheelchair, standing just behind it, next to Mike. Toms
possessiveness kept Mike and me away most of the first few years of your marriage,
Kate. Not to mention his damned goal of making love to you in every room of this
house.
Tom grinned provocatively. We almost made it, didnt we, Kate? And guess
what! I still have the keys to the attic. You havent tried to go up there since the
renovation was completed, have you?
Kate looked at him in surprise. No, I havent been up there at all. What would be
the sense in going up there alone?
I definitely dont want you going up there by yourself, and actually you wouldnt
have been able to gain access on your own. But maybe before I have to leave for the
hospital, we can all take a tour of our pleasure palace. Id really like to do that, Tom
said wistfully.
All? Kate said hesitantly.
Well, John and Mike have been constantly after me to show them the attic. But I
dont want anyone seeing it before you do. What Id like to do is take you on a private
tour of our pleasure palace, and then we could invite Mike and John up and watch their
reactions to the wonders available.
John spoke up quietly. As much as Id like to see your palace of pleasure, Tom, I
dont want to do anything that would upset Kate or cause her to be uncomfortable. John
looked directly at Kate.
You dont ever have to worry about us putting any pressure on you for anything
you dont want. We havent done anything in the last few years to make you
uncomfortable with us, have we, Kate?
Kate shook her head.
And we wont, I can assure you. But right now we need to be here.
Hes right, Katie, said Mike. We need to be here while Tom is in the hospital
and also for a while during his recovery. We also need to be able to take care of you
while your head heals. Will it be okay with you, Katie? Will you let us stay and take care
of you, and Tom when he gets out of the hospital?
Kate nodded her head mutely.
Its a lot to deal with on your first day home from the hospital, isnt it, Kate?
Tom said softly. Why not have a bite to eat and get some sleep. Anything you want to
discuss in more detail can wait until tomorrow, cant it?
Mike walked over to the tray hed put down on the nightstand beside her bed.
Mrs. Mallory made some homemade soup last night, and Ive added some crackers. I
thought youd like something light before going to bed. I put it in a thermos to keep it
warm. I thought if you woke up hungry in the middle of the nightokay, Katie, luv? he
asked anxiously.
Either nod or say something. Anything to keep him from going on and on all
night, Kate, said John with a wry twist of his lips and a wink at Mike.
Kate looked up from her soup at the three concerned faces around her in
wonderment. They really were hers. Now what the devil was she going to do with them?
Well, just like Scarlett OHara, Ill think about that tomorrow. She smiled at them
and finished her soup, noting the varying signs of relief on their faces.
I think, if you dont mind, Ill take an aspirin now. I dont need a pain pill
because Im not really in awful pain, just a heavy throbbing in my head that Im afraid
will keep me awake tonight. And I have a feeling Im going to need to have the use of all
my faculties tomorrow.
Okay, musketeers, she said as she snuggled down under the covers after taking
the aspirin. Come give me a kiss good night and then turn out the lights when you
leave.
The three men exchanged startled glances. At Toms nod, Mike and John
approached the bed. Mike reached her first.
Ah, Katie, luv, he said as he cupped her face with his hands. He leaned forward,
kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, and finally placed a soft kiss on her lips. Dream
of the four of us together, Katie, and the wealth of love and pleasure awaiting us. And if
that isnt enough, I give great massages, everywhere.
As John leaned down, he looked into her eyes. If youre a good girl, Kate, well
let you play voyeur again. He kissed her lips thoroughly, winked and whispered, And
again and again. But if youre not a good girl we will have to think of something else,
wont we? He smiled and kissed her lingeringly once more, his tongue licking inside her
mouth. Sensation blossomed in her clit at his words, almost causing an orgasm as she
twined her tongue with his.
Kate laughed breathlessly as they left the room, and couldnt deny that she was
feeling very aroused by their comments and their kisses. Her eyes met Toms, and she
was stunned at the emotion she could read there. There was so much love, pride, and,
oddly enough, she saw gratitude, too.
His voice was gravelly as he said, I never dreamed that the love I feel for you
could keep growing to such immense, overwhelming proportions. Whatever you decide
about the four of us will be okay with me. If you agree to let Mike and John into our life
and our bed, I will rejoice in that. If you decide that its not a lifestyle you can be
comfortable with, I will accept that, too, and it will not affect my love for you. Whatever
you decide, I will always love you.
Tom cradled her face in his hands and kissed her with a passionate abandon that
had been missing in the two and a half years since his accident. Kate wrapped her arms
around his neck and sank into the remembered pleasure of his kisses. She loved the way
his tongue slid erotically between her lips and relearned the inside of her mouth. She
loved the way he sucked her tongue into his mouth and refused to let it go. The way his
tongue licked her lips with feather-light strokes, stirring her senses as only he could.
I love you, too, Tom. Always.
You know, Kate, its a known fact that a release of endorphins in the body can
help to control and mask pain. Did you also know, my love, that when you climax you
are releasing endorphins into your system? I believe it will be necessary for me to make
sure you climax several times a day to help control your pain. You may consider it your
physical therapy.
Oh, Tom! Kate laughed out loud at his outrageous words, while her heart began
pounding in her chest. He was almost back to being her Tom, the Tom she knew and
loved before his accident. The Tom she had missed so terribly for the last two and a half
years.
He grinned at her, his eyes alight with mischief. His hand slid beneath the bed
cover and slid down over her slightly rounded belly to the soft curls between her thighs.
She gasped as he slid two fingers into her swollen, drenched pussy.
Kate! Your pussy is so wet I could lap it up like the finest cream. It was John and
Mike, wasnt it? They turned you on with their kisses and their words. Didnt they? You
could see them again, the way they were in the pool room, the way their huge cocks stood
straight up. The way they stroked and touched each other. Tell me, Kate. Tell me how
much they turned you on. How your juices start flowing when you remember the size and
shape of their cocks and their expressions of extreme pleasure. His fingers closed on her
clit, tugging gently on the sensitive knot of nerve endings. Then two fingers plunged deep
into her cunt, finger-fucking her slowly, drawing out her pleasure.
Oh, God, Tom! Its too much! She shrieked her pleasure.
Talk to me, Kate! Tell me how hot they are. Come on, Kate. I really need to hear
you say it. Tell me! He withdrew his fingers from her dripping cunt and moved back
away from the bed.
Tom! Dont stop. Please! Dont stop. Kate moaned and started thrusting her
hips up, fucking the air.
Come on, Kate. You know what I want. You know what I need to hear. He
moved back to the bed. One of his fingers slowly penetrated the drenched slit of her cunt,
barely gliding across the top of her clit.
Yes! Okay. Okay. Yes, they are hot. I nearly came when John was fucking
Mikes mouth. And when Mike finger-fucked Johns ass, I nearly passed out, it was so
hot. My juices were running down my leg. I barely made it back to my room and tore my
clothes off. Kate paused, breathing heavily as the memory of watching Mike and John
make love swamped her. Each movement, each flex of muscle, each moan and groan
came alive in her mind and sent her juices flowing heavily.
All of it. Tell me all of it, everything you did, every detail, Tom grated roughly.
I grabbed two vibrators and stretched out on the bed, naked, my legs spread wide
apart. I slid one rotating vibrator up my cunt and teased my clit with the other one until I
came. And I thought about Kate groaned as his fingers pinched and tugged at her
swollen and throbbing clit.
You thought about what? Tell me, Kate. Tell me everything. Tell me! I want to
hear itI need to hear it. He cupped his hand firmly over her sensitized cunt, rotating
and pressing lightly on her clit with the heel of his hand.
Kate gave a moan and lifted against his hand. I thought about all three of you in
bed with me, fucking me. Oh, my God, I thought about being filled with all three cocks at
one time. All three of you fucking me, playing with me, and letting me play with all three
of you. Her voice hoarse with emotion, she begged, Now let me come, Tom. Please, let
me come. Its been so long, too long.
Kate! Tom said roughly. That was one of the most erotic things Ive ever
heard you say. Good girl, you know what I like to hear and how I like to hear it. Very
nicely done. Now you can come, sweetheart, but later youre going to have to explain
exactly how the three of us fucked youin detail. A lot of detail.
He threw back the covers, exposing her from the waist down and lifted her
nightshirt above her breasts. He began stroking her clit with his talented fingers, while his
mouth claimed an erect nipple. Kates body stiffened as she approached her climax and
Tom began suckling hard on her nipple, just the way she liked it, while his fingers flew
across her clit. Her moans and gasps of pleasure filled the room.
Suck me harder, Tom. Harder! Kate came with a loud shriek, the sensations
culminating in an incredibly violent orgasm. As the contractions and pulsations of her clit
and pussy began to abate, she tipped her head back, staring at the mirror finish on the
teak headboard as her body came down from the erotic high.
Framed in the reflected doorway, she could see John and Mike, staring at her
exposed body, their cocks bulging against their tight jeans.
Chapter 3
The next few days were awkward for Kate. After the first day or so the headaches
had gone, leaving only a slight tenderness where the lump had been. All three men
hovered. It was driving her crazy. She barely had any privacy. To top it off, the sexual
tension was ratcheting up to unbelievable heights. Every day it grew worse. She could see
the desire and need for her in Johns and Mikes eyes, and if she was honest, she could
feel it in herself. Yet not one inappropriate touch, gesture, or comment was made. At
least not by John or Mike. Tom was another matter.
In the almost two and a half years since the accident, Tom had slept alone,
initially due to the severity of his injuries and then due to his own pride and his inability
to achieve an erection. In all that time, Kate could count on two hands the number of
times theyd had any sexual contact, and that was only in the last week. Shed noticed
several times in the past week that Tom appeared to have an erection, but penile
penetration had not occurred since before the accident.
With the sexual side of him shut down, there had been a change in Toms
personality and in their relationship. Oh, the love was still there, but changed, different.
Once he returned home from the hospital, Tom seemed to turn inward, and she felt he
was shutting her out, avoiding her. Kate missed the way they used to laugh together,
sometimes over sex and sometimes over silly, inconsequential things.
If it hadnt been for Mike and John, she didnt know what would have happened
to their marriage. But during that awful time they had been there for her. They gave her
their support, affection, and companionship when Tom could not or would not. She had
her drawer full of sex toys which she used regularly to take care of her sexual needs. And
she had her fantasies, which at times had included Mike and John.
For several months before his accident, Tom had been bringing Mike and John up
in his sex talk to her. Can you imagine John and Mike watching me make love to you?
he had said frequently to her. Can you imagine all three of us pleasuring your naked
body? Cant you imagine us licking you, playing with you, and fucking you? But it had
been only talk. Erotic sex talk. Kate had no idea what, if anything, would have eventually
happened between the four of them. Then Toms accident had changed everything.
After the past several days, and the way Tom was acting now, Kate had hopes that
things were on the way back to normal, or at least to what had been normal for them. The
laughter was returning, and Tom was taking control again. And perhaps that control was
even more important than the actual sex to Tom. And, wow, was he taking control. Kate
had experienced more over-the-top, fantastic orgasms than she had ever been able to
achieve alone with her wide array of vibrators and sex toys.
Kate realized that Tom was deliberately sensitizing her body and mind for sex, the
need for sex, the desire for sex, and the desire for Mike and John. Erotic words had
always been an important part of their sex lives and affected each of them very strongly.
Now Tom wouldnt let her come until shed tell him how sexy Mikes and Johns bodies
had looked when shed watched them in the pool room, he made her describe in detail
how they had made her feel as she watched them making love. He also made her create
hot, detailed sexual fantasies that included John and Mike.
If Kate responded in sexy, lewd terms, Tom would reward her by positioning her
on her back on the bed with her widely spread legs hanging down the foot of the bed. He
would then pleasure her with his mouth, licking and sucking her clit to a mind-bending
climax while he finger-fucked her cunt. At least once a day he would use a vibrator on
her, stroking it in and out of her pussy while he sucked and licked her clit, or hed use
more than one vibrator, one for her cunt and holding the other one against her swollen clit
or her nipples.
Two, sometimes three times a day hed seek her out for her therapy session. She
loved it, even though she was aware that they always had an audience. A couple of times
only one was there watching Tom pleasure her, but the rest of the time both were there.
They always stood just out of her line of sight, but she knew. She could feel them
there. She could feel their eyes on her, and she could occasionally hear a moan escape
one or both of them as Tom had her create and describe a particularly erotic fantasy about
all four of them. The rasp of a zipper being lowered and the sound of clothing rustling
would send her orgasms into new realms of sensual pleasure.
Kate soon realized that she was actually playing to her audience as well as to
Tom. There was something outrageously exciting to her about knowing they were there
watching, that they could see her behaving in shockingly erotic ways, that they could hear
her talking about an erotic fantasy she had created that involved all four of them, that
they could see her expose not only her body but her interest in some of the more
unconventional sexual acts which consenting adults could enjoy together.
She finally admitted to herself that she was more than willing to go along with
Toms plans for the four of them. Damn, but she loved all three of her musketeers and
physically wanted them, too. Knowing how words turned both Tom and herself on, she
became more vocal in her desires, more demanding, using more sexually explicit words,
dirty words, particularly when she could hear the increased breathing and gasping moans
from her unseen audience. Apparently, the words turned them on, too.
It didnt take Tom long to realize just what Kate was doing and why. And he
would egg her on, his eyes sparkling and a knowing grin on his face. Kate hadnt seen
Tom this happy since before his accident.
One night, before the end of the week, Tom put a blindfold over Kates eyes and
arranged her naked body splayed out at the foot of the bed. It quickly became obvious to
Kate that the three men were crowded closely around the bed, gazing at her exposed
body. She could feel the heat of their bodies and hear the sound of clothing rustling
around her.
Kate, said Tom as his fingers spread her pussy lips wide open. You look so
beautiful, sweetheart. This little clit is like a gorgeous, delicate flower. He blew gently
on her engorged clit as his finger lightly stroked back and forth over it.
Please, Tom. Please dont torture me. Suck me, now. Let me come.
Just a few more minutes, sweetheart. You know you can take it. You know you
want it. Tom pulled on her swollen clit as he reached up and gently pinched and twisted
her nipple. At that moment, Kate felt a large, vibrating dildo being inserted into her
vagina at the same time a vibrating probe was inserted into her anus. Kate shrieked and
bucked her body upward, crying incoherently, overwhelmed by the erotic sensations.
Tom quickly held her down firmly with both hands.
Take it, sweetheart. Take it all, and tell me you love it. You know you do. Tell
me! And tell them. Tell them how much you love having them fuck you with your
vibrators. Beg them to suck and squeeze your tits while they fuck you with your toys. Use
their names and tell them how much you love having them play with you and how much
you want them to do it to you. Tell them, Kate.
Kates head whipped back and forth on the pillow as she lifted her hips and
moaned as waves of increasing pleasure spread throughout her body. Suddenly, the
vibrations stopped, and she could feel the vibrators slowly being pulled from her body.
No! Please dont stop. Dont stop, please.
Then tell them, Kate. If not, we can all leave until your next therapy session
tomorrow morning. Use their names, Kate. Keep the blindfold on, but tell them what you
want them to do to you and dont forget the details. Start now, babe, one at a time. At
his words, Kate could feel the vibrators being very slowly inserted back into her body.
She shuddered with pleasure.
Her heart began beating so hard she thought it would come right out of her chest.
Emotion threatened to overcome her, but she beat it back. She realized with devastating
certainty that she and Tom had been heading for this even before his accident. And, as
erotic sex talk, it was arousing and exciting to talk about John and Mike touching and
fucking her, impaling her on their cocks and filling her with her sex toys. The reality,
however, far exceeded even her wildest fantasies. Knowing they were watching and
listening as Tom pleasured her was incredible, but had not been truly real to her. But now
it was real. The feel of the vibrators had had her clawing the sheets, squirming and lifting
as Mike and John fucked her with them. But when they, again, turned the vibrators off
and began slowly pulling them from her body, she realized that she could no longer
pretend that she didnt know they were there watching her. It was time for the truth.
John, she cried brokenly. Dont take it out, please. Stick the vibrator back
inside me and turn it on again. Please, John, do it to me. Fuck me with it! Kate felt the
vibration begin in her ass as the vibrating probe pushed its way slowly inside her once
again. Yes, oh, yes, John. That feels so good. So good. I love it. Please, keep fucking my
ass with it. Please! Kates breathing became harsh and fast as her hips lifted and thrust
to meet the vibrator which was now slowly and gently fucking her ass.
Mike, stick that thick dildo up in my pussy and fuck me with it. Do it, Mike.
Turn that vibrator on full force and fuck me with it. I need you to fuck me. I need you
both to fuck me because Im going to come. Yessss. Just like that. Do it. Fuck me.
Tom quickly covered her clit with his mouth and sucked strongly, and Kate came
wildly in his mouth, her hips still pumping against the buzzing vibrators. After her earth-
shattering climax, she felt the vibrators being carefully removed from her body and swore
that she felt several very intimate, gentle, licking kisses between her legs as she came
back down from the orgasmic heights. Finally, exhausted and limp with completion,
Kates eyes closed and she slept.
The next night Kate deliberately ramped up the erotic sexuality of her therapy
sessions by really getting down and dirty. She loudly told Tom that her poor clit was so
abused and needy. She spread her legs and lifted her hips, her fingers spreading her pussy
lips wide open as she detailed how her cunt and ass and mouth needed to be fucked, filled
to the limit with their hard cocks, and her clit needed to be licked, sucked, stroked,
spanked, and played with.
She described how she fantasized about having the three of them fill every
fuckable orifice on her body, separately and together. Kate grabbed the vibrating dildo
that Tom had put on the bed next to her. She raised it to her lips, running her tongue
around it seductively, and then she rubbed the dildo along her dripping, creaming slit
down to her cunt and pushed it inside, stroking it in and out.
There were three separate, deep, masculine gasps and groans of need and
appreciation as they watched her fuck herself with the vibrator and listened to her moans
of pleasure. Kate made sure every move was visible to her audience. After her explosive
orgasm, Kate slowly pulled the vibrator from her cunt and slid it down to the puckered
rosette of her ass. She pushed the tip of the vibrator into her ass and moaned loudly as her
head thrashed back and forth on the pillow.
I need to be filled, my mouth, my cunt, and my ass. All of you at the same time.
Kate! Tom said with a hot, predatory look. He made a quick movement with his
hand. A few seconds later she could hear the quiet snick as the door closed, and they
were alone. She sat up on the side of the bed, and Tom maneuvered his wheelchair next
to her.
Are you sure, Kate? Absolutely sure? Because once it starts, its forever, Kate. It
has to be what you want. What you are comfortable with. I know Ive been pushing for it,
but only because I Tom stopped, closed his eyes, and shook his head.
I want to say its because I want your pleasure so much, and its true, I do, but I
also want it for me. I cant explain it, I wouldnt know where to begin, but I have a deep,
imperative need to see you with them. I need to watch you take them into your body and
your mouth. I need to see the pleasure they can bring you. I need to know that you will
allow them to take care of you in every way, and I mean physically and emotionally. You
have to understand, Kate, that this need applies only to Mike and John because we are so
much a part of each other. Im very much afraid that Id destroy anyone else who tried to
touch you.
Tom, I
No, Kate. Listen to me, please! I know youre aware of the connection Mike and
John and I share. They tried calling it The Childrens Home, but weve always called it
what it was for us, an orphanage, plain and simple. It wasnt until our midteens that our
relationship added sex to the mix. I suppose it was an expression of the love we couldnt
verbalize to each other. He looked away from her briefly. How sad is that? It was easier
to fuck and suck than to say a simple I love you. When I met you, I pulled away from
the physical bond with them, but the emotional bond couldnt be cut off as easily. Tom
shook his head slowly.
I would have asked you to join and become one with the three of us the day I met
you if I hadnt been so terrified of losing you. Now that youve come to know us as we
are, I hope you will join with us, to share the ultimate connection and the love, to become
part of what we were and still are to each other and
Tom, its okay. I understand what youre saying, and its okay with me.
Actually, the four of us have become a true family unit over the last three years, even
before your accident. John and Mike have been there for us, and for me, in so many
ways, and have become such an integral part of our lives that I cant imagine life without
them. I developed a strong emotional bond with them while you were in the hospital, and
that bond has continued to grow and deepen since youve been home. Of course, it
doesnt hurt that they are two incredibly attractive, sexy, hot, desirable, eminently
fuckable men, she said with a grin.
Yet, those are not the only reasons I feel a physical desire for them, she
continued in a more serious tone. It wasnt even seeing them make love at the pool, or
the things you make me say in my therapy sessions, although those things helped me
come to terms with what I feel for them. Mostly, it was the realization that they complete
us in so many ways. They make our relationship stronger, deeper. Sorry, Tom, I dont
think Im making any sense.
Oh, Kate! Ive never heard anything that made more sense.
During two of our therapy sessions, I felt as though something, or someone,
was missing, and while you know how much I love the sex, something felt slightly off.
Later, I learned that Mike wasnt there on one occasion and John was missing on the
other. Not only that, but Ive never had any interest in exhibitionism until you started
inviting Mike and John to watch our so-called therapy sessions. Now, Im comfortable
knowing they are watching us. No, to be honest, I love knowing they are watching us. It
turns me on and makes me hot, makes my juices drip from my pussy. It was an eye-
opener for me, and Ive decided that I want my three musketeers in my bed as well as in
my heart.
Musketeers? What is that, another fantasy? Youve mentioned musketeers
several times, now.
Not a bad idea, but not quite what I meant. The very first day you introduced me
to John and Mike, the neighbor had a kitten, Queenie, who was stuck up high in a very
tall tree, remember? Well, for over an hour the three of you plotted and planned how you
were going to rescue that kitten. And the three of you managed that task very well, torn
shirts and all. You reminded me of the three musketeers rushing to save their queen.
From that time on, I thought of you three as my own personal musketeers whenever I saw
you together.
Tom smiled wryly. I vaguely recall something about a kitten, but would certainly
never have considered us to be musketeers. And Ill bet Mike and John didnt either.
Interesting, though, isnt it? The motto of the musketeers is one for all and all for one.
You are the one for all of us, and we are all for you.
I have to be sure, Tom, that having John and Mike in our bed will not hurt us.
That means if you truly want this to happen you will have to take the necessary steps to
see it through. Quickly, because this teasing is also affecting me. If youre going to do it,
Tom, then dont fool around anymore. Just do it.
Soon, love. Ill have everything in place soon. I promise. And you have my word
that letting the two of them into our lives will only be a benefit to us all. It can never hurt
us, Kate. Never. Trust me on that.
I believe you, Tom, and I do trust you, completely. Now come to bed with me.
Its been a long, long time, and I need you now. You wont have to do anything but lay
down. Ill take care of everything, you wont even need to move, I promise. But I need to
feel you inside me again before we go on to any more complex relationships. And that
erection youve been sporting all week has had my mouth watering and my pussy aching
to be filled. By you, Tom, by you. Ive missed you so much.
God, Kate, Ive missed you, too, said Tom roughly as he quickly began
unbuttoning his shirt.
Kate knelt down in front of Toms wheelchair, she lifted the foot rests and moved
between his legs. She carefully undid his zipper. Her hands trembled as she removed his
thick, meaty cock from his pants and grasped it with both hands. The clear drop of pre-
cum glistened brightly on the firm crest of his cock before her tongue licked the tiny drop
into her mouth with a moan of pleasure. With a firm movement of her head, she took his
cock deep into her mouth, sucking strongly as her tongue lashed his penis.
Kate! Tom cried. Kate, I can feel every move of your lips and tongue. I can
feel you, Kate. Oh, God, its really true. I can feel you. I can feel every lick and suck. I
can even feel the vibration of the moans in the back of your throat. Tom fisted his hands
in her hair and held her to him as he moved her head on his cock, fucking her mouth as
he chanted, I can feel you, Kate. I can feel you. Suck me, babe. Let me feel you sucking
me, Kate. Let me feel it.
His agonized words unleashed emotions Kate desperately tried to suppress. She
could feel tears brimming in her eyes as she gazed into his eyes, which were overflowing
with love, lust, and incredible joy as he watched his cock thrusting in and out of her
mouth.
Suddenly, he stopped and pulled his cock from her mouth. No, Kate. Not like
this. I need to come in that hot cunt. I need to be inside of you, part of you. I want to see
you riding me, taking my cock deep inside your slick heat. Now.
Oh, God, yes. Yes, Tom. I need you, too.
Tom levered himself up out of his wheelchair. He held on to the side of the bed
while Kate, still on her knees, stripped his trousers and briefs off and removed his shoes
and socks. Kate looked up at the naked body she hadnt seen for almost three years,
amazed at the muscular definition in his arms and shoulders and the firmness of his
stomach and abs. Yes, his legs were a lot thinner than she remembered, but not
excessively so. He looked wonderful!
Damn it Kate, stop eating me up with your eyes. Tom reached down and pulled
Kate to her feet and into his arms, holding her tightly.
His voice, savagely aroused, grated, Ive dreamed about seeing that hungry look
in your eyes and being able to do something about it. This past week has been heaven for
me, just to touch and stroke you, to suck your pussy and clit and to play with you and
pleasure you the way I used to. The way Ive dreamed. Now, Im going to fuck you. Just
the thought of actually being able to feel my dick inside your tight cunt almost makes me
come. Just knowing the feelings in my cock are not those insubstantial, fleeting, phantom
sensations that I felt for so long is incredible. This is really real. Now, Kate, now. His
mouth descended on hers with a ravenous hunger, his tongue tangling erotically with hers
as they eased back onto the bed.
There were a few awkward moments as they situated themselves on her huge bed
and then Kate straddled his body. She took his violently aroused cock, which was red and
glistening from her suckling, and began rubbing it between her slippery cunt lips and
over her swollen clit.
Take me, Kate. Take me now. Balls-deep, babe, Tom cried as his hips jerked
upward, thrusting against her slick pussy.
Taking just the bulbous head of his cock inside her vagina, and feeling the
stretching of the sensitive tissues there, had Kate crying out in pleasure. Tom then
grasped her hips and pulled her down while he thrust up, filling her cunt with his thick,
meaty dick. Kate threw her head back with a keening wail and ground her pussy hard
against Tom in a circular motion as he held himself still inside her.
Now, ride me, Kate. Hard and fast. Do it now! He reached to the side and
swatted her ass cheek firmly. Ride me, I said. Now, he demanded hoarsely with another
swat on her other ass cheek.
Oh, Tom. Welcome home, love. Welcome home, she cried brokenly as she
began the remembered choreography of moves on Toms cock, her pussy caressing and
contracting as she glided up and down on his shaft with increasing speed. Their eyes
locked together in a communication stronger than words could express. But when Tom
lifted one hand to her breast, squeezing and palpating her soft flesh, and his other hand
slid between her legs, rubbing and stroking her dripping slit as she fucked him, her eyes
closed in pleasure and a sobbing groan of carnal rapture escaped her lips.
Suddenly, Tom grabbed her hips and forced her to stop her movement on his
cock.
Stop, babe. Just sit for a minute with my cock inside you. I dont want this to end
too soon. I want to feel your pussy gloving my meat, squeezing it tight. Dont come yet,
babe. Not until I tell you to come.
Please! Tom, dont make me stop. Please, Tom, I need to fuck. I need to come.
Tom brought his right leg up behind her, placing his foot flat on the bed. Lean
back, Kate, against my leg. Let me look at you. Let me touch and play with you for a few
minutes before I let you come. First, let me spread those pussy lips so that you can sink
even farther down on me. I need you to take me all the way to the root of my cock. Now!
Take it all. Yes! Just like that.
Kate groaned as she squirmed down as far as possible on his cock. She sat up and
started rotating herself on his meat until his hands grasped her hips, stopping her from
moving.
Youre being very bad, Kate. I seem to be having a problem controlling you.
Maybe I should call in Mike and John. Theyll make sure you dont move or come until I
say so. Besides, theyve watched me suck and play with your pussy. Theyve seen you
naked and spread out on the bed. Theyve watched me fuck you with various vibrators
and dildos, too. They also helped the other night, fucking your ass and cunt with your
toys. So why dont we invite them back to watch you fucking me? Wouldnt you like
that?
Tom. Oh, God, that sounds so hot!
Wow, babe. Your juices are dripping and flowing around my dick like crazy.
You like the idea, dont you? They cant fuck you tonight because thats for you and me,
but I just might let them touch you while youre impaled on my cock. Think about it,
Kate. Perhaps they can suck your tits while fingering and stroking other parts of your
body. It would be kind of a prelude to the next time you get fucked, because after tonight
the next cock stretching that pussy will be Mikes or Johns, with me watching them fuck
you. And maybe, just maybe, if you ask them nicely, theyll let us watch them make love
to each other! Would you like to see that, Kate? Would you like to watch with me while
they make love to each other, while they fuck and suck?
Tom held Kate firmly down on his cock. With each word he flexed his cock
inside her, making her jerk and moan with pleasure. Yes. Or. No?
At the eroticism of his words and the pictures they created in her mind, Kate felt
the contractions in her vagina that signaled the start of her orgasm. She stiffened, her cunt
contracting strongly around his cock as her hips began the frantic cadence leading to
completion. Kate leaned forward and framed Toms face with her hands, her mouth
touching his, her teeth nipping his bottom lip sharply as she rode his cock.
Yes! I want all of that. All of it, Tom. Ill admit that I want to see their naked
bodies again and I want to feel them touching me. I want them to watch as we fuck and
feel their hands, mouths, and cocks stroking me. I want to get down on my knees and
suck their dicks and then swallow their cum. I want to spread my legs and let them fuck
me with my toys again. I really loved having all three of you touching me at the same
time. But tonight, I want all of you, just you. Just you and me together again, the way we
used to be. Tomorrow and all of the tomorrows after that are for all four of us, but not
tonight. Tonight is ours alone.
His voice hoarse with overwhelming emotion, Tom cried, Fuck me, Kate. Fuck
me now! Come for me, Kate. Come now. Tom pulled Kate to him as his hips lifted to
meet her downward thrust. His balls drew up tight to his body just before they began the
jolting release deep into Kates body, triggering her violent orgasm. Kate could feel his
arms banding around her as she felt her release bathing his erupting cock. Then the
darkness descended and blotted out the vivid bursts of color behind her closed eyelids,
and she slipped into an exhausted, boneless sleep.
* * * *
Tom managed to roll Kate off of him and onto her back beside him without
waking her. He reached over to the bedside stand and grabbed a handful of tissues and
did a rough, preliminary cleaning of their body fluids from both of them. He snuggled
down beside Kate and pulled the coverlet over them, and then he, too, succumbed to
sleep.
Chapter 4
Breakfast the next morning was an edgy affair. Everyone except Tom seemed to
be on pins and needles.
Kate, I explained to John and Mike where you came up with the three
musketeers. Their only question was do we have to dress the part? They seemed very
relieved when I assured them that clothing was optional.
Loud groans and laughter met his bad joke. But it did break the tension at the
table.
Ive decided that, since its supposed to rain this morning, were going to spend
some time at homein the attic.
Tom looked into the faces around him and saw the fiery heat in Johns eyes, while
Mike grinned in anticipation. And, in Kate, well, there was excitement, but tinged with a
little apprehension.
There is something that should be taken care of first. Kate really needs a nice,
relaxing bubble bath because shes much too tense and nervous. Sweetheart, Ive asked
Mike and John to assist you in your bath. They will scrub your back and front and wash
you from head to toe and everywhere in between. But before we go there, lets go back to
my office. He looked at Mike and John. I have something I think youll want to use to
prepare her for the attic, but only after Kate has been properly bathed. Before anyone
could ask questions or make a comment, Tom wheeled his wheelchair from the breakfast
room and they followed closely behind him.
Toms desk was at one end of his office and a small round table and four chairs
were at the opposite end. He had spread out a large fluffy towel in the center of the table.
On the towel was a large, carved wooden box. He looked at Kate and smiled.
Before my accident, I promised you a treasure chest of baubles, didnt I, Kate?
He opened the box and tipped it over, spilling strings of beads of every color, shape, and
size onto the towel. The beads were made of solid glass, wood, metal, and porcelain.
Some were made of semiprecious stones and many other materials, and ranged from a
large pea-sized diameter, to Ping-Pong ball size. Some were smooth, some were carved,
and all were beautiful. The length of the strings varied also, from six inches to a foot, to
two feet and everything in between. Each string of beads had a firmly attached T
handle at one end.
Tom, Kate gasped. These are
At Kates gasp, Tom reached over and pinched her suddenly erect nipple, pulling
gently on it. Her face flamed in embarrassment as a bolt of heat arrowed from her nipple
to her clit, setting it on fire with desire. He leaned forward and placed his lips on hers.
Mike and John know exactly what these are, and exactly how to use them. Dont
you?
Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah, we know exactly how to use these, uh, baubles, Kate.
Johns face was taut with hunger and his eyes hot with desire.
Katie, were going to have such fun. This is going to be a wonderful day! Mike
said as he quickly scooped up the beads and dropped them back into the box.
Theyre going to take very good care of you, Kate. Arent you? He released her
nipple and looked at John and Mike as they stood up and walked to Kates chair.
We will take very, very good care of you, Katie. Were going to decorate you
like a queen, said Mike with a grin as he tucked the wooden box beneath his arm.
You dont have a thing to worry about, Kate. Well handle everything. And I do
mean, handle everything. John winked and smiled wickedly as he tugged her to her feet.
Come upstairs with us, Kate. Let us take care of you and make you feel good. Then,
after youre properly bathed, inside and out, well make sure youre wearing a couple of
strings of your prettiest baubles so that when Tom gets there, he can give a couple of tugs
and check out what youre wearing. I promise youll love it, Kate, and so will we! Oh,
yeah, so will we, John said fervently.
Go on, Kate. Ill be up shortly. Go ahead, and enjoy, love. Mike and John know
how to use these baubles, so follow their instructions. Will you do that, Kate? Will you
do exactly what they tell you to do?
But, Tom, those beads are forI mean they would have touh, Id have to
Yes, love, they would, and yes, you would have to. Tom drew her down to him
and kissed her mouth, licking inside, teasing her and finally, sucking on her tongue as his
hands kneaded her breasts.
Tell me you will, Kate. Tell me youll bend over and let them push one bead at a
time up into your tight ass until the full string is inside you with only the handle hanging
down between your legs and then youll let them do the same thing to your cunt. Tell me
you will, Kate. And you never know, I might be up there in time to watch you take
everything. You know you want it, Kate. Youve fantasized about it, I remember. You
also know its one of my ultimate fantasies. To have them prepare you, touch you, and
pleasure you is another of my favorite fantasies. To know you are submitting to them
sexually as you have submitted to me makes me so hot. It pleasures me down to my very
soul. Even when I thought Id never be able to have sex again, this fantasy stayed in my
mind. Let them, Kate. Submit to the pleasure, sweetheart, and to them. Tom grasped her
nipples and tugged and twisted lightly until she moaned erotically.
Tom! She writhed at his pleasurable assault on her sensitive nipples.
You want it, dont you, Kate?
Tom, said John breathlessly as his fingers slid down and rubbed in a circular
motion between Kates legs. Her panties are sopping wet. Oh, yes, she wants it. Dont
you, Kate? Youre going to submit to us today and let us pleasure you, arent you, Kate?
John rubbed between her legs harder. And you know that Mike and I are going to have
to do a few tests on the beads, to make sure they are properly inserted and that they can
be extracted with the maximum of pleasurable sensation. And we have to make sure we
have the right beads. Right, Kate? Thats what you want us to do to you, isnt it?
Yes, Kate cried as she undulated into his rubbing strokes. Yes, I want it. She
closed her eyes and hesitated for a moment. Yes, I want you to do it to me. Do it all to
me. Ill do whatever you say. Whatever you want. Anything. Kate moaned as John
increased his rubbing on her clit and pushed his erection against her leg. Mike moved to
her other side and began squeezing and palpating her breast while he placed a string of
kisses along her neck and jaw. She stood between the two of them, submitting to their
touch, her eyes closed for a moment in carnal pleasure before opening slowly. She
watched as Toms eyes greedily followed each caress of their hands on her body. Mikes
hand joined Johns between her legs, and they began rubbing her harder, faster. The feel
of hands other than Toms rubbing her cunt generated a sense of unreality. But it was
pleasurable unreality. She squirmed and rotated her hips as her cunt began throbbing
sensuously. Her orgasm tore a wail of pleasure from her.
Thats it, sweetheart, Tom rasped, his eyes alight with pleasure. That was
beautiful! Just beautiful to watch. Go ahead. Give yourself over to them, and enjoy it all.
Before we go, Tom, we have to remove these wet panties. Shes been a bad girl
and has come all over them. John knelt in front of Kate and removed her panties. He
tucked her hem into the waistband of her skirt, exposing her sex completely.
Just look, Tom, at what she did. He stroked two fingers through her pussy,
scooping up the slippery essence of her pleasure. He held his slick fingers up for Tom to
see before putting them into his mouth, sucking the cum from them with a moan.
Let me see. Let me see, too. Mike got down on his knees and spread Kates
pussy lips apart. Oh, yes! Shes really been a bad girl, and we have to clean this cum up
before we can go anywhere, Mike said, before gluing his mouth to her pussy and licking
furiously.
Oh, God, I cant take any more, Kate cried piteously. Im too sensitive. Please.
I cant take any more. Its too much pleasure. Too much. Her hands went to Mikes
head, holding him firmly to her instead of pushing him away.
John moved behind Kate, his hands squeezing her breasts as Mike licked and
sucked her clit. You can take it all, Kate. You know you can. You can take everything
we want to give you, and you know it. Right now Tom wants to watch you come again.
He wants to watch Mike suck you off. Right, Tom?
Yes! God, sweetheart, I love watching you come alive with pleasure. I love
watching their hands and mouths on you. Come for me again, Kate. Remember, before
the accident, wed have almost weekly sexual marathons. Id make you come three or
four times in a row, sometimes even more. Your clit would be so sensitive for days
afterward that one stroke from my finger between your pussy lips could make you come.
Hell, if I recall correctly, even walking could make you come then. Remember how you
loved it, how you begged for more? Now there are three of us, so youd better get used to
it. Youre aware that youre not going to be coming just once a day from now on, right?
Tom, I cant. Not any more. Oooh. So good, Mike. Keep sucking me, Mike,
harder. Suck me harder, Mike! Do it. Her hands held him firmly as she arched her pussy
toward his sucking mouth and exploded with a shriek. Mike wrapped his arms around her
hips and gently sucked her clit through her orgasm.
Bring her here, said Tom as her shuddering breaths evened out.
John picked her up and carried her over to Tom. He gently deposited her on her
feet next to the wheelchair. Kates skirt was still tucked up in front, exposing the brown
curls covering her cunt.
Let me just do a preliminary cleaning before you leave the room, Tom said as
he picked up a tissue from the table. He gently spread her pussy lips open and wiped the
still-oozing cum from her cunt. Mike got up from the floor and joined John in holding
Kate while Tom tenderly cleaned between her legs.
Youre okay, Kate? he asked softly.
Im fine, Tom. Just fine.
Are you ready to go upstairs with Mike and John now?
Kate exhaled roughly and then nodded her head. Im ready, Tom.
Youre sure? Youre going to submit to them and follow their instructions, no
matter what?
Yes, Tom. Ill submit to them and follow their instructions, at least for today.
She smiled at the raised eyebrow and grin he gave her.
* * * *
Tom watched them exit the room. There were no regrets about what would
happen between them sexually today. He wanted and needed it to happen, and would
have been there with them every step of the way, watching and participating. But,
suddenly, there were other things going on that needed to be dealt with, too. He needed to
have a meeting with John and Mike and tomorrow might not be soon enough. Things
were happening that he had never anticipated. Very dangerous things. Frightening things.
And he needed a few minutes alone to consider what needed to be done and how it
should be handled.
Tom locked the wheels of his wheelchair and picked up the footrests. He carefully
levered himself upright and walked unsteadily to the cabinet where his brandy was kept.
Tom was only a light social drinker, but this morning he needed a restorative shot, badly.
He poured some into the bottom of a glass and drank it down in one swallow as if it were
medicine.
There was still a lot of pain as well as a decided limp when he walked. For over
two years his physical therapy had been primarily to keep the muscle tone and flexibility
of his injured leg and arm while his spinal cord slowly healed. In the last few weeks his
therapist had insisted he had progressed so far that he could, and should, walk with his
crutches or his cane, which he had been using only in the therapy room or in his own
room when he was alone. He couldnt bear to have anyone watching as he stumbled and
staggered. Pride was a stone-cold bitch, he acknowledged to himself.
The surgeries scheduled in six weeks would be, hopefully, the last needed to
correct some additional nerve and bone fragment problems which had arisen recently
with both his arm and his leg. But even the thought of the surgeries couldnt compare to
the shock hed had this morning. Tom poured more brandy into his glass.
Not going to offer your best buddies a drink of your special stock of brandy,
Tom? John lounged against the doorjamb, deep slashes of color highlighting his
cheekbones and anger flashing from his eyes.
Tom! Whats going on? You can walk? Mike looked stunned.
Tom stared down at the brandy swirling in his glass, briefly shut his eyes in pain
and frustration, and then downed the brandy in one gulp.
Help yourselves. My special stock of brandy has always been available for my
best buddies. Always will be.
Thats it? Help ourselves? John shook his head in disgust. Damn it, man, we
dont deserve to be treated this way. Weve been there for you, whenever you needed us.
Yet you dont trust us with the fact that youre not wheelchair-bound? That you can
walk? Well, maybe Mike and I should walk, too. You apparently dont need us
anymore.
I hope you wont walk away, said Tom quietly as he slowly and painfully
limped over to the table, removed some papers from his pocket, and threw them on the
table. There was an envelope on my pillow when I got back to my room this morning. I
thought it was from Kate. I was wrong. I think youd better read the messages.
What about me, Tom, do I get to read them, too? Her face was paper white as
she stood in the doorway, tears shimmering in her eyes.
Oh, Kate, love! What happened? I thought you were safely gone. I wanted to
keep all of this from you, I wanted to protect you and keep you safe. Tom paused for a
moment. But maybe there is more safety in knowledge than in ignorance. Will you trust
me and let me explain about the papers and this? Tom swept his arm down toward his
legs and then limped haltingly toward her, his eyes beseeching as he held out his hand to
her.
Always, Tom. I trust you. I have always trusted you. Kate bypassed his hand
and walked into his arms. The only problem was I decided to detour into the powder
room for just a minute or two. When I came out, I could hear you all in here. Whats
going on, Tom?
Goddamn fucking son of a bitch! You found this on the pillow of your bed this
morning? The absolute horror in Johns voice was chilling. Damn it, Tom, you sleep so
lightly, I cant believe anyone could get within five feet of your bed without you being
aware of it.
John suddenly stopped. When you got back to your room this He looked at
Tom, then at Kate, and his eyebrows rose almost comically. Then he looked back at the
paper in his hand and said angrily, Damn it, man, I checked the security system last
night before I went to bed. No one could have bypassed that system. John paced back
and forth, dragging the fingers of one hand through his black hair in frustration, as Mike
pulled the papers from his other hand and started reading.
Moments later Mike shook his head in disbelief and threw the papers back on the
table. Hold on, Mike said as he pulled a small, black instrument from his shirt pocket
and punched in a series of numbers. Let me run a diagnostic on the system and see what
we come up with. No, nothing. All clear. The system has not been tampered with, nor has
it been bypassed or shut down. Nobody could have gotten in here last night, or this
morning. Give me some time to get the video replays from the security cameras outside,
and well see what they show.
What about the pool? Kate asked as she turned in Toms arms to face John and
Mike. Is that sliding glass panel part of the security system? You know, the one that lets
you swim from the inside pool to the outside pool in the summer. I know its usually
locked into place in the cold weather. But, maybe someone could have cut a hole in the
glass, couldnt they?
Dead silence met her words. For a moment no one moved, and then Mike looked
at John, nodded, and took off for the pool at a run. John was already on his cell phone,
calling in some of the investigators from their base office.
Kate walked to the table and picked up the papers which Mike had thrown down.
At her horrified gasp, Tom limped heavily to her side, rivulets of sweat now running
down his face. Hed been on his feet way, way too long, especially without a cane or his
crutches.
Kate! Sweetheart, dont worry. John and Mike are here and wont let anything
happen to you, I promise. Toms voice was strained. He started to put his hand on her
shoulder and noted that his fingers were trembling. He fisted his hand and fought against
the tremors.
Oh, for Gods sake, Tom, sit down. Youve overdone things, as usual, said
John, his voice both distracted and worried. He scooted a chair behind Tom and grabbed
his good arm to help him into the chair.
Tom, Im not worried about myself. Its you! Its you and Mike and John, Kate
cried as she knelt beside his chair. This madman said he deliberately ran the car into
you. He tried to kill you. And hes been watching you. Here in the house. Hes been
watching you when you take therapy! Tom, there are no windows or even doors with
windows in that room. He says hell take out your bodyguards one by one before he gets
to you and me. Tom, lets leave! Ill go anywhere with you. The four of us can go to
Europe, South America. Anywhere. Lets leave everything and just go. Youll go, wont
you, John? And Im sure Mike will go, too. Yes. Thats the answer. I should go pack.
She looked up into Toms face and then Johns face.
You wont go. None of you will go, will you? she said dully as she placed her
forehead on Toms thigh.
Kate! Oh, Kate, love, said Tom as he stroked her hair. Wed never be able to
do anything without constantly watching our backs. It looks like were not even safe here
at home. Even if we did leave, wed never really be free. Wed never be able to come
back home without having that threat hanging over our heads. Weve got to face this now
and find out what the devil is going on so that we can put an end to it. If we dont, I have
a feeling things will escalate to a very dangerous level.
Hes right, Kate. We couldnt come up with anything at the time of the accident.
Stolen car, no driver, no prints, no motive we could see. But there has to be something
were missing, some connection somewhere.
You mean you knew it wasnt an accident from the beginning?
Tom just had a feeling, Kate. There was nothing concrete. Nothing we could
even investigate. But, this time, well find all of the answers, I promise.
There were several minutes of silence. Is anyone going to call the police?
I think we need to let John and Mike do their preliminary investigation before we
get the police in on this. Confirmation that the automobile crash was deliberate and the
threats in those notes will certainly have to be put on record. But only after the M-G team
has done their initial investigative work-up.
Okay. Well stay, Kate said with deadly calm. But youre going to have to get
me a gun and teach me how to use it properly. That is non-negotiable! If I never have to
use it, fine. But if it comes down to me having to shoot some asshole whos trying to kill
the men I love, well, dont think I wont use it because, trust me, I will. Now, whats our
next step?
Excuse me, Tom, said John as he pulled Kate to her feet and into his arms. The
next step is that I have to kiss our fierce warrior princess. His lips claimed hers with a
blazing passion that sent waves of shocking desire throughout her body. As his tongue
plunged into her mouth, he rubbed his huge erection against her belly. Johns hands
moved to Kates breasts, squeezing and kneading them. Kate could literally feel her
knees become weak with unexpected desire. She reached up and ran her fingers through
the hair at the nape of his neck, then nipped at his full bottom lip. His loud moan
reverberated in her mouth, and their kiss took on a whole new dimension of eroticism.
Cant tell you how sorry I am to interrupt, but weve got real problems we need
to discuss, said Mike as he walked into the room.
Sorry, Kate, John said with regret. But we will finish this later, trust me on
that. Fill us in, Mike.
Well, I can tell you that there is no hole cut into the glass panel in the pool.
However, I couldnt get to the bottom to see if someone had removed part of the bottom
and could slip underneath the panel. But by visual examination, it looks as though the
panel goes completely to the bottom of the channel and there was no water on the pool
room floor. So, Id say that area is okay. However, the team is on the way as we speak,
and we can have them check it out more thoroughly. Mark and Carolanne expect to be
here shortly. Trey and Connor stopped to pick up some equipment from headquarters, so
as soon as they load up, theyll be on their way, too.
But, Mike, what about the therapy room. This guy seemed to be able to watch
Tom as he worked out. Did you find anything there? Kate grabbed Toms hand as she
waited for Mikes reply.
No, Katie, I didnt. But when the rest of the teams get here well be able to check
out all light fixtures and switches, heating and air-conditioning ducts, or any other place
that might conceal a camera. I thought it best to wait until we had some backup before
showing too much interest in anything down there. I dont know if there are cameras or
other electrical devices remoted to an off-site location, or if there is a receiver here in this
house.
Here! What do you mean here? Tom cried in alarm.
John jumped in. Hes right, Tom. You must have three or four rooms in our wing
alone that are unused, as well as quite a few in your own wing. If the cameras are
remoted to a recorder in one of the empty rooms, all this guy would have to do is wait
until were out of the house, pop in and extract the recorded disc, and replace it with a
blank one and leave. Somehow this asshole has managed to gain access to the house
without being picked up by our security sensors. John began pacing back and forth.
The first thing we have to do is an electronics sweep of Toms bedroom and the
bedrooms on either side of his. Since he obviously managed to get into Toms room, its
likely that he left some type of camera or voice recorder there. Not only that, but I want
that physical therapy room checked out thoroughly. We should be able to contact the
contractor who built the room and get a list of the employees he used as well as the
blueprint.
Well need a list of all personnel who have, or have had, access to this house,
Mike said as he rubbed the back of his neck distractedly and then rolled his shoulders.
We know most of them, having lived here for so long, but maybe there is someone else,
someone were not familiar with. Were going to need a list of past employees, too. And
even the ones who did the attic renovation, well need to know their names, as well.
John came up behind Mike and put his hands on Mikes shoulders, his thumbs
digging, seeking out the knots of tension. Mike groaned in pleasure.
Relax, Mike, said John. Mark and Carolanne should be here in just a few
minutes, but we still have to wait for Trey and Connor, since they have the equipment
well need. Why dont you sit across from Tom, and well see if he will tell us why hes
kept his physical progress such a secret from us. John followed Mike to the desk and
stood behind his chair, his hands kneading the tight muscles of Mikes shoulders and
neck, his eyes coldly locked on Toms.
Kate moved to the back of Toms chair and, mimicking Johns position, put her
hands on Toms shoulders, lightly massaging.
No double-teaming permitted here, she said coolly but firmly. Tom will tell us
what he needs to tell us whenever hes ready.
Mike and John regarded Kate with stunned surprise.
Then Kate smiled with almost feral anticipation. But, after Toms surgeries are
completed and he is through his recovery stages, I think we should take him to bed where
we can triple-team him sexually. We can make him pay for his secrecy, but not with
anger. We outnumber him and can make sure he takes whatever sexual punishment we
determine he is due for his deception. And we can all enjoy making him take his
punishment like a big boy.
Katie! Youre incredible. Mike gasped, his jaw dropping in shock.
Johns eyes flared with hot, flaming desire. You missed being here earlier, Mike,
when Kate said shed stay if we got her a gun and trained her to use it. She claimed shed
have no problem shooting any asshole who tried to kill the men she loved. I believe she
meant every word. I also believe she meant you and me and Tom when she said the men
she loved. If Im wrong, you can just shoot me now.
You dont have to worry because youre right. I definitely meant you and Mike
and Tom were the men I love. But just because I love all three of you doesnt mean any
of you can play bully or make judgments without listening to the facts. Tom will tell us
whats going on, just give him a chance.
Obviously overwhelmed with emotion and with physical exhaustion, Toms hands
reached back and covered Kates hands on his shoulders, gripping them tightly. He tried
several times to speak, but finally gave it up.
John looked at Tom with unexpected understanding. Kates right, Tom. We
know youll tell us when youre ready. But it was such a shock. There was no
preparation. No crutches, no cane, not even a fucking walking stick. You just went flat
out from wheelchair to walking tall, apparently prematurely, based on your physical
reaction a few minutes ago. But what really fries my ass is that I should have expected it.
You always did manage to do the impossible, didnt you? He put his hands on his hips
and smiled at Tom with affectionate amusement.
Mike got up and walked around the table. He stroked Kates face with one hand
and looked deeply into her eyes.
Its been a long time, Katie. They say you cant miss what youve never had, but
thats not true. Weve loved you, right along with Tom, and we missed making love to
you, we missed holding you, and we missed kissing you, but youve had a place in our
hearts since the first day we met you. Mike leaned forward and his mouth claimed hers
urgently. His hands cupped her face while his mouth ravaged hers. His tongue swept into
her mouth, dueling with hers as passion exploded between them. When he stepped back,
they both looked down at Tom, who was watching them with satisfaction, unmistakable
pride, and hunger.
Its been a long time, Katie, Mike said again, his voice ragged, as he looked
down at Tom with unconcealed desire.
This was it. Kate didnt know what her reaction would be to seeing Tom, her
husband, being kissed by a man, by Mike. And she knew it was coming now.
She nodded at Mike and Tom with a small smile and watched as Mike knelt
beside Toms chair.
Weve missed you, Tommy. Ive missed you. Its so good to have you back with
us, Mike said, raw emotion in his voice. And then they were kissing. There was so much
love, so much tenderness, and so much beauty in their embrace that Kates eyes burned
with unshed tears.
Warm, strong arms enfolded her from behind. Thank you, Kate, for sharing him
with us. We love him, too, John said quietly.
I can see that you do, Kate replied shakily.
The ringing of Johns cell phone interrupted the heavily charged, emotional
atmosphere.
Youre here already? No, as far as I know Mikes cell phone is working fine.
Okay, Ill be right down to let you in. John shut his cell phone off and tapped Mike on
the shoulder. Mark and Carolanne are at the door. Im going down to let them in.
No, Ill go. I need toum. No. Ill go. He stood, just a little unsteady on his
feet, and turned to Kate. Mike started to say something, stopped, then held up his hand,
turned, and quickly left the room.
Im going after him. You two need some time together, too. Crossing to Tom,
John leaned down and took Toms chin between his thumb and forefinger.
I missed you, too, dickhead. Then John leaned forward and kissed Tom, hard.
Later, he said roughly and left the room.
There was a long, awkward silence after John left the room. Finally, Kate got up
and brought Toms wheelchair to him.
I figure youll need to be mobile when the teams arrive, wont you? Kate said.
She hoped that the process involved in moving into his wheelchair would give Tom a
chance to get his emotions under control, and in fact, it did.
Kate, he began once he was settled. I cant begin to tell you
Tom, its been a long, long time, and they love you very much, as much as you
love them. Lets just leave it at that for now, shall we?
Well, we can do that, if you want. But later I think were going to have to discuss
it in more detail, a lot more detail. Right now, I want to get more information on the
triple-teaming. Did you really say that? My heart stopped at your words and then
started beating so fast I thought it would pound right out of my chest. And did you hear
those gasps from Mike and John? They cant wait, and neither can I. Its the best
incentive you could have given me to get well quickly. Triple-teaming! You and Mike
and John and me together, sexually. It is the culmination of every dream Ive had since I
met and fell in love with you. I swear, Kate, I feel like a kid at Christmas.
Tom, Ive never seen you like this, Kate said with a grin. If I didnt know
better, Id think you were high on something.
Im high on loving you, Tom said softly.
Oh, Tom, I love you, too.
You remember, Kate, how I loved to take charge and plot and plan our, um,
more outrageous sexual encounters before my accident. Well, if you think I was
controlling, wait until you see what John is capable of. Mike and I have both called John
a control freak to his face more than once.
When Kate looked at him in concern, Tom continued quickly.
No, Kate, not in a bad way. Hes not into pain or humiliation or anything at all
negative, but he does like to take control of people, situations, problems, and anything
else, including sex, especially sex! But you stood up to him today, for me, and he backed
down. I was stunned. Ill warn you now, John thrives on challenge, and you challenged
him.
I dont know Tom. I think he just realized that his reaction was a shocked
response to seeing you on your feet for the first time. Not only that, he was man enough
to admit it, which says a lot for his strength of character.
Okay, Ill give you that. Tom looked closely at Kate. Tell me honestly, Kate.
Are you okay with the way things are working out? Do you have any misgivings,
anything thats bothering you about the situation? Are you really all right watching me
with them? I mean
I know just what you mean, Tom, she interrupted. Ill admit to a slight
uneasiness before I saw you and Mike kiss. I wasnt sure how I would react. I wasnt sure
how I would feel watching my husband kiss a man. But, I thought it was beautiful, just
like when John and Mike made love at the pool. There was so much love and emotion
that gender didnt figure into it at all.
Kate, I cant tell you how much that means to me. I honestly thought it would be
enough to watch them love you, and to watch you make love to them. I thought I could
pull myself back from needing and wanting them physically and justI dont know, love
them through you maybe.
Tom, I cant make any promises. I dont know how Ill feel at the sight of you
sucking their cocks, or whoa, maybe I do. Wow. Just saying those words made my clit
throb and made me hot! Picturing you sucking Mikes or Johns cock has the juices
gushing from my pussy. Damn, I must be perverted as hell because I cant wait to see
that, or to see one of them sucking your cock. Oh, damn. Lets change the subject. I can
hear someone coming down the hall.
One thing before they get here. You are not perverted in any way, shape, or
form. We are four consenting adults, and the love we express to each other sexually is not
wrong, in any way. Do you understand? No one is involved but the four of us, and were
not hurting anyone at all, not even ourselves.
Got it, she said as the door opened. She leaned over and whispered in his ear. I
can see by the size of your erection that the thought of sucking, or being sucked, turned
you on, too. Kate winked at him as she turned to greet the new arrivals.
Paybacks a bitch, babe, he retorted, laughing, his voice just loud enough for
Kate to hear.
Chapter 5
The van with Connor and Trey drove up only a few minutes after Carolanne and
Mark arrived. As the crew unloaded the necessary items from the van, John pulled Tom
aside.
Tom, Ive advised the teams that well need them overnight, at least. Maybe
longer. Theyll patrol in twos and rotate during the night. I want every single room
checked out for listening devices or cameras, and thats going to take some time. Right
now theyre bringing the equipment in, and well need a room to use as a command
center.
Thats fine, John. You can use the library as your command center after you
check it out. Also, I want you and Mike to move into the bedroom next to Kate and me.
Your people can each choose a room in the wing where you and Mike were staying.
There are plenty of rooms to choose from. Ill have Kate call Mrs. Mallory to fix lunch
and dinner, as well as breakfast in the morning for the next few days. Please let your
teams know that they are more than welcome to use the pool. They can do double duty
and check out all possible hiding places for a person or cameras or other devices in and
around the pool, the waterfall, and the island while enjoying themselves. We have plenty
of bathing suits and robes and towels down there, as you know. Can you think of
anything else youll need?
Well, seeing as were going to investigate this place from the top to the bottom,
Ill need a key to the attic, John said wryly.
Not on a bet! Id work from bottom to top if I were you. You do want your teams
able to think of something besides sex, dont you? But I would like you and Mike to
come up to the attic this evening with Kate and me. The four of us should be able to
check out everything up there without any problem. You and Mike were up there when
construction was in progress, so you know the basic layout of the place. In fact, Ive
already had keys made up for you and Mike as well as for Kate.
Johns eyebrows shot upward in surprise. I thought that was a special place for
you and Kate.
It was always my hope that the four of us would one day be able to use the attic
together. And, as Kate pointed out to me last night, the four of us are already a family.
After tonight, the room will also be yours and Mikes to use whenever you want. I ask
that no one outside of the four of us be invited into the attic room, ever. And, until I leave
for the hospital, Id like to be present if you or Mike ask Kate up to the attic for fun and
games. I know the three of you enjoy being watched, and I admit I would be building up
a store of memories to keep my mind occupied while Im recovering from the surgeries.
Tom looked up at John seriously.
While Im in the hospital, the attic belongs to the three of you, and when I come
home it will belong to the four of us. Just once in a while though, you might throw me a
few salacious tidbits to tide me over until I come home from the hospital. Tom looked at
John expectantly, his eyes alive with excitement.
I agree to all of the above. I do have one condition of my own though, and Ill
tell you what it is tonight in the attic. Agreed? John smiled with a dangerous glint in his
eyes.
Knowing you, John, I almost hesitate to agree. At Johns raised eyebrow, Tom
relented with a knowing smile. Okay, okay, I agree. Now go get your teams organized.
Ill talk to you later. Tom shook his head as he headed out to find Kate. He had a feeling
tonight was going to be very interesting.
* * * *
Kate sat with the M-G crew during lunch, and could literally feel the excitement
bubbling from them as they talked about their successes earlier this morning.
The four members of the M-G crew had gone over every inch of Toms bedroom
and the physical therapy room. Heating and air-conditioning vents and ductwork, as well
as every electrical switch, outlet, and light fixture had been minutely examined. One
listening device had been found stuck to the back of the nightstand next to Toms bed.
Two cameras and three listening devices, none of which were high tech pieces, had been
found in the physical therapy room.
Kate shook her head and nearly grinned as she recalled the high fives and back-
slapping when a hidden passageway on the back outside wall of the physical therapy
room was found. Carolanne had been tapping on the walls and noticed a slightly hollow
sound. When she looked more closely, she noticed a very slight protrusion in the center
of a knot in the paneling. When she pushed on it, a door opened, revealing the space
behind the wall. The passage was just over three feet deep, but ran the length of the
outside back wall of the physical therapy room as well as along part of the pool room
wall, with cleverly concealed openings for viewing. The passage exited near some
boulders at the back of the building.
Sheriff Benjamin Whittaker was called immediately after the secret passage had
been found and was given the threatening notes as well as the spyware on his arrival.
Kate could hear the loud argument taking place in the office as they finished their lunch.
It was obvious that Sheriff Whittaker was not a happy man at being called in after the M-
G crew had gone over everything first.
* * * *
Come on, Ben, John said angrily. We found the entrance this guy was using to
get inside the house. Christ, it looks as though he was almost living back there. He could
come and go through the back without setting off any of our security alarms. You cant
even see that there is a door there from the outside.
You know you should have called me before your people touched anything.
Damn it, man, were not trying to step on your toes in this matter. We have the
technical equipment that your office doesnt have, as well as the training and experience
to use it properly. Our people are aware of the importance of fingerprinting and the need
to preserve evidence. None of the spyware was physically touched by our teams unless
they were wearing exam gloves. Besides that, Ben, you dont have enough men to cover
this place. To check every room in this mansion for surveillance equipment is going to
take time and personnel, not to mention the specialized detection equipment.
I know, I know, Ben said wearily. He ran his hands through his short, light
blond hair in frustration. He was almost an inch short of six feet tall and his body was
muscular, tapering from a broad chest and shoulders to narrow hips, but the cowboy
boots he wore pushed him over the six foot mark.
Well, will you at least keep me informed of anything new? Ben asked.
I can tell you something new, right now, said Mike as he hung up the phone.
Tom, I just spoke with the contractor who put up the physical therapy room. He claims
none of his guys could have done anything as extensive as a secret passage without his
knowledge and that of his co-workers. He said it had to be the worker you hired to come
in at night to expedite the construction. He claims the guy always came in right before his
crews quitting time. At the end of the first week he said he was told by Mr. Martins that
he was supposed to finish the back wall. When they came in the next day, the wallboard
was up. A few days later the paneling was finished, and a week later he was gone.
But I never hired anyone to work at night, Tom exclaimed.
John and I both saw him almost every night. Hed talk to the foreman and the
other guys before theyd leave, and then hed get busy. We could hear the hammers, nail
gun, and electric saws long into the night. We had no reason to suspect that he was
anything but a member of the construction crew on the night shift. Mike shook his head
in disgust.
Give me a description of this guy. Ill run it through our computer, and Ill talk
to some of my men and see if they can identify him. Ill also need the name of the
foreman and the construction company. They may have additional information on this
guy. Maybe some of the crew members have seen him on a previous job. Ben took his
notebook out of his back pocket and began writing busily as Mike and John began
describing the person they saw.
* * * *
Kate bent down to Tom and whispered in his ear. Why dont we go upstairs and
rest for a little while? Were not needed here. Mike and John have everything under
control, and its been a very busy and emotion-filled morning. I think we need some
downtime. I know I do. Join me?
He smiled at her playfully, but with obvious weariness, I thought youd never
ask. Why dont we check with Mrs. Mallory and see if she can prepare a picnic lunch for
the two of us? We can take it with us to my room and have a snack and rest and talk, if
you want. Or, we can just nap. Okay?
It sounds wonderful, Tom, just wonderful.
He picked up the house phone and called the kitchen. While Tom was on the
phone, John turned and looked at Kate. She nodded at Tom and then indicated herself and
pointed upstairs and closed her eyes. Johns eyes softened with warmth as he looked at
her and then at Tom. He nodded, a smile tipping up the corner of his mouth before he
turned back to Ben and Mike. Before Kate could take a step, Mike caught her eye,
winked, and gave her a quick smile. Boy, she thought, these guys didnt miss a thing.
* * * *
Theyve done it again, havent they, John? said Mike softly as they stood in the
doorway to Toms room, looking at the two people stretched out on the bed, fully
clothed, with the fingers of their hands entwined.
Done what? John asked as they backed away from the room and gently shut the
door.
Holding hands and looking more in love than they did the day of their wedding,
and theyre not even awake this time!
John chuckled and put his hand on Mikes shoulder as they walked next door and
entered their room. Youve really missed him, havent you, Mike? John said, suddenly
very serious.
Yes, yes I have. Very much. Its been hard to hide that emotion, that love, for so
long, even if it was what he needed and wanted. But we were able to manage, werent
we, John? Mike could tell by Johns tenseness that he was disturbed, and Mike wasnt
sure how to ease that tenseness.
Thats the key here, John, to manage. We managed. Had Katie not beenKatie,
we would have managed for the rest of our lives to love him without the physical or
verbal expression of that love. We would always have missed the sexual and verbal
connections to him, but we would have been able to manage. Right? At Johns tight
nod, Mike continued.
Then let me make one thing very clear. I could never, and I mean never,
manage to live without loving you. You are the bedrock foundation of all that I am.
Without being able to express my love for you, I would shrivel up and die inside and
probably outside as well. Im not just talking about sex, either. I
Johns voice shook with emotion as he framed Mikes face with his hands. I feel
exactly the same, but havent the eloquence to express it as beautifully as you did.
Without you
John fisted his hands and stepped away. I cant even go there. When I saw you
with Tom today, I felt twinges of jealousy and fear for the first time. Fear that maybe you
wanted Tom more than you wanted me, jealous of the stark emotion I saw in your eyes,
and yet, yet I was happy for you. Just know that it doesnt matter what happens between
the four of us, as long as we, you and I, love each other the way we do. We can also
accept the very real love and desire we have for Kate and Tom. We can make love with
them, and cherish them, and it cannot harm what we have together. As long as we love
each other, everything else will fall into place.
Speaking of a place. There is this place called a shower that has both our names
on it. Care to join me? Maybe I can get you to scrub my back while I scrub yours.
Interested, John?
Lead on, Ill be right behind you, literally as well as figuratively. John laughed.
* * * *
The sound of shared laughter slid through the partially open connecting door to
the two rooms, and then stopped.
Well, that was pretty intense, Kate said in a low whisper.
Ill say it was. Ive always known that they loved each other, and that they loved
me. But I had no idea of the depth of their passion for each other, or for me. I should have
known. Maybe on some level I did know. It sounds like I rejected them when I met you,
and I probably did. You came into my life like a whirlwind and turned everything I
thought or felt upside down. But I have not one shred of regret for anything I did to keep
you in my life.
Kate leaned over and kissed him soundly. Perhaps Id better shut that connecting
door before they get out of the shower, or before we start any intense conversations
ourselves. She quickly moved to the door, shut it quietly, and returned to bed, snuggling
up next to him for the next twenty minutes, resting quietly. Ive missed this, Tom. Just
being together, talking, a little cuddling, falling asleep knowing youre beside me.
Suddenly, Kate sat up in bed and her voice hardened. I wont let you take this
away from me. I wont let you shut me out again. I know youre going to have a period of
recovery to get through after the surgeries, and I wont interfere with that. But Im your
wife, and damn it, I expect you to treat me that way, not like some guest who has to be
avoided or who has to be pawned off onto someone else.
Kate! Thats not true! My God, how can you think such a thing? I love you,
Tom protested.
How can I think such a thing? What about the last two years youve been out of
the hospital, Tom? How many times did you ever seek me out, just to talk, to discuss a
movie or TV program or a book, or to watch the sunset? Try never, zip, zilch, zero, nada
and, not one damn time. But Mike and John did, often. You guarded your privacy with
such zeal that I felt like an outsider. Mike and John welcomed me whenever I needed to
talk, or just needed company or a shoulder to cry on. Kate took a deep, shuddering
breath.
You couldnt have wild monkey sexhell, I knew that, Tom. But you could
have held my hand, kissed me once in a while, or just put your arm around me
occasionally. Mike and John were always touching my arm or hand, hugging me or
throwing an arm around my shoulders, kissing my forehead or cheek. They gave me their
warmth and showed their caring in a hundred different ways. Whenever I asked you how
you were doing with your physical therapy, you shut me down and changed the subject.
You even buried yourself in your office at mealtimes. Ninety-five percent of my meals
were eaten with Mike or John, or both. Maybe one percent of the meals, when we had
guests, you would join us. The other four percent I ate alone. You fucking left me! she
said angrily.
Kate, no! No, no, no. It was to protect you! I was only half a man. I didnt know
whether Id ever walk again or if Id be able to make love to you like a normal man. I
didnt want you to have to deal with the pain-ridden mess Id become, or the rage and
frustration that would overcome me at the knowledge of the things I couldnt do
anymore. Christ, for almost three months I couldnt even go to the bathroom by myself,
he shouted.
Protect me, my ass, she snarled at him. Half a man? Give me a break. Even
wheelchair-bound, youre more man than any five thousand men off the street.
And please, tell me I did not actually hear you say you were afraid youd be
unable to make love to me like a normal man. Since when did you have this sudden
urge to make love like a normal man? I seem to remember the conference room, now that
certainly was not normal, or perhaps the library. Nope, I dont think that qualifies either.
Oh, wait, lets not forget the pantry! On second thought, forget the pantry. Mrs. Mallory
would be appalled and would never do any cooking here again. Definitely not normal.
Come on, Tom, I could go on and on. Room after room to be exact. Maybe youd better
define your concept of normal for me. Kate got on her knees and got right in Toms
stunned face.
And, as your wife, its my right to deal with your rage and frustrations and to
even wipe your ass, if required. Dont hand me any more garbage, Tom. Im giving you
fair warning that I wont allow you to push me aside this time. So dont even try. Kate
swiped at the tears running down her face until Tom handed her a tissue and pulled her
into his arms. He held her tightly, his hand pressing her head against his chest.
Youre something else. You know that, dont you, Kate? And, youre right. I did
that to you, to us. But it was such a fearful time for me. My whole world had changed,
and I had no control over my life at all. For a long time there was only a sea of pain and
fear. The doctors couldnt even tell me if my spinal cord would, or could, heal. I believed
that for the rest of my life I was going to be contained in that damned wheelchair, that I
would never be able to feel anything ever again. There were many times I wished that I
had died in that car crash. It wasnt until two or three months ago that I started having
definite sensations in my legs anderother areas. That was when I knew I would walk
again. That was when my world changed once again, this time for the better.
Tom pressed a kiss to her forehead. I was wrong to handle things the way I did, I
know that now, and I think I even knew it at the time. I was wallowing in fear and despair
and didnt want you, or anyone else, to try to pull me out of it. And, no, I wont try to
push you aside this time, I promise.
On another note, I would prefer to have a bidet installed rather than have you
wipe my ass, if you dont mind, he said with a grin.
She shook her head with a watery chuckle. You wont get an argument out of me
on that one, Tom.
You wont get an argument from us either, Tom. A bidet sounds like a fine
idea, said Mike as he and John walked in through the open connecting door between the
two rooms.
Hi, guys, said Kate, sitting up.
Didnt mean to intrude, but the door was open.
No problem, said Tom. That door latch is sprung. Ill have it fixed one of these
days.
Wow, dont the two of you look great! Kate said. Nice clothes. Very nice.
Kind of the mature preppy look, huh?
Mature preppy look? Damn, John, I think weve just been dissed by our sweet
Katie.
No, no. You guys look great. Dont laugh. Im serious. John! Youre wearing
loafers! Kate scrambled awkwardly from the bed and stood at Johns side. She reached
out and lifted the leg of his trouser to see his shoe better. Oh, my God, they are, they
really are penny loafers. She looked up at him in awe.
And thats bad? John asked, his lips twitching and his blue eyes filled with
laughter.
John! Penny loafers are hot! I kid you not. They are soooo sexy. Theyre right up
there with boots. I mean, all you see men wearing today are those ugly running shoes,
trainers, or whatever theyre called or sandals and baggy-assed pants. You hardly ever
see eye candy wearing penny loafers or boots with pants like these, pants that let you
know there is some seriously awesome rear action there. Wow, John, what a
combination! Im seriously impressed. She patted his butt as she moved to Mike.
She looked down at Mikes feet. Oh, please. Dont tell me youre wearing boots!
I cant stand it. Kate sat down cross-legged on the floor in front of Mike and slowly
lifted the hem of his jeans, up, up, up. Mike, she breathed. These are full boots, real
leather boots. I love real, full, leather boots!
Tom and John were snorting with laughter at the stunned look on Mikes face as
she kept lifting his pant leg higher and higher.
Mike, these boots have just created a full-blown fantasy in my mind. You,
naked, except for these boots. Hot, hot, hot. One of these days, Mike, one of these days.
Or nights.
Mike grinned and reached down to help her to her feet. Minx, he said
affectionately. Youre deliberately trying to get us all hot and bothered. And you
succeeded, he said as he tried to adjust the growing erection in his tight jeans.
John was by the bed listening intently to what Tom was saying. He nodded and
then grinned in surprise. John nodded again, then threw his head back and laughed in
pure pleasure. Tom laughed with him, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
Do you have any idea how much I love listening to them laugh, Katie? For a
long time we had nothing to laugh about, but now, with you, everything has changed.
You have lightened our load, and we love you very much. Now give me a kiss so I can
meet the crew for a briefing before dinner.
Kate slid her arms up around Mikes neck and looked up into his warm, brown
eyes. Never forget that I love you, too, Mike. She lifted herself on her tiptoes and
captured his groan with her mouth.
Mikes tongue licked into her mouth, tasting her, before he resolutely stepped
back from her. Youre dangerous, Katie, very dangerous and very sweet.
John came up behind Mike and put his hand on Mikes shoulder. Kate, stop
fantasizing about Mike and his boots and giving him sexy kisses. Its my turn for a sexy
kiss.
The sexy kiss is right here, waiting for you, John. But I cant fantasize about you
naked, wearing only your penny loafers, its just not the same as naked with boots. But
what does get me hot is the thought of you fully dressed with your penny loafers on but
with one very important part of you exposed. Now thats sexy with penny loafers. Kate
smiled at the stupefied expression on Johns face.
You have three choices, Kate, John said in a low rasp. One, you can come over
here and give me that kiss so that Mike and I can make the briefing. Two, I can nail you
against that wall and fuck you until were both screaming in orgasm, or three, we can turn
this into an all-out orgy right now and screw the briefing and dinner. Take your pick.
Well, since Im starving, number three is out, and I dont think Im quite up to
being nailed against the wall, so two is out. That leaves one sexy kiss coming up.
Kate took one step forward, lifted her hand, and placed it against Johns cheek
and looked into the incredible blue of his eyes. I love you, too, John. Never doubt it.
John slipped his hand behind her neck and gently drew her toward him. He
lowered his forehead to hers and exhaled roughly. Youre one hell of a lady, Kate. Are
you sure we cant order in?
Kate laughed softly and lifted her lips to his, expecting a hard, wildly passionate
kiss. Instead, he sipped gently at her lips and poured so much love and affection into his
kiss that Kate was stunned.
What about me? Dont I get any kisses? said Tom, grinning and leaning lightly
on his cane.
Absolutely, Tom, said Mike as he carefully slid his arm under Toms, lending
his unobtrusive support. And I get to go first! He angled his head and covered Toms
mouth with his own in a steamy, ardent kiss.
Damn, that looked hot, said John as he moved to Toms other side and slid his
arm around Toms waist. Toms cane clattered to the floor as Johns mouth took his
demandingly. Welcome back, Tom, said John with a smile.
Kate looked at her three musketeers, standing with their arms around each other,
through a film of tears. Their love for each other and for her was so overwhelmingly
obvious that she could hardly speak. Finally, she managed one word.
Slippers?
That single word was met with an instant of stunned silence as they checked out
Toms slippers, followed by a thunderous roar of laughter. They barely managed to
stagger backward to the bed, gasping for air. Mike and John were shouting with laughter,
while Tom was howling and doubled over, holding his sides. They would almost get
themselves settled down when one of them would say, Slippers? And theyd start
laughing all over again.
Mike staggered over to Kate and hugged her close.
Katie, you have a wicked, wicked sense of humor. How did you keep it hidden
from us for so long?
Before Kate could answer, Mikes cell phone started vibrating. He gave her a
quick smile, stepped back, and answered his phone.
This is Mike, go ahead. What? His voice and face reflected his shock. Where?
Call the others. But dont touch anything. Were on our way. All amusement wiped
from his face, John was already on his feet heading for the door.
Where, Mike?
The pool. Apparently a message was left there. Well let you know whats going
on when we know, Tom. And they were gone.
Damn it! I feel so useless, Kate. Tom raked his fingers through his blond curls.
Come on, Tom. Didnt you once tell me that your success in the business world
was based on hiring people who were experts in their field and letting them have the
freedom to do their jobs without interference? Well, unless youre a security expert, too,
you have the best men for the job in Mike and John. Not only that, their employees are
well-trained professionals.
Youre right. Id only be in the way. But, damn it, its my problem. And I cannot
figure out why Ive been targeted. There has to be a reason! There has to be a reason that
two years have gone by without any problems and suddenly its starting up again with a
vengeance.
Im sure well find out eventually. Why dont you come with me to see Mrs.
Mallory? We might be able to delay dinner for a while, or else take food down to the
pool room for the teams. We might even want to order in pizzas and maybe buckets of
chicken for later tonight for the M-G crew. What do you think?
I think Im the luckiest man in the world to have you, Kate. I love you very
much, and Im so sorry today turned out to be such a disaster. I had everything planned
out you know, right down to the tiniest detail, Tom said wryly.
Its my firm belief that everything works out for the best, most of the time. Lets
go, Tom. Im starving.
Chapter 6
Tell us how you found this, Connor, said Mike. Id like to get as much
information as we can before Sheriff Whittaker arrives. He said he was only a few
minutes away from here. He looked at the thin, gangly twenty-five-year-old youth with
his freckled face, intense concentration, and the stubborn cowlick standing straight up
from his sandy hair, wondering if hed ever been that young.
Connor gestured around him. We had cleared this area just fifteen minutes
previously. We wanted to get the peripheral area of the room checked out before we did
the inside of the pool later tonight. I thought Id take another quick look at the place. You
know, the waterfall, the island, everything. Its the most unique place Ive ever seen, and
frankly, I was anticipating checking it out later tonight. As my eyes swept the pool for the
last time I noticed a trail of water leading from the side of the pool to the plants in back.
It looked like someone tried to wipe the water up, but was interrupted before he finished.
I didnt recall seeing any water earlier, so I followed the tracks, and this is what I found.
Good work, Connor. John, can you turn the pool lights full on? We need to find
out how this guy entered. Mike squatted down next to the window where the inside and
outside pools were kept separate by the sliding glass panel.
It looks as if the glass goes all the way to the bottom, Mike, at least from this
angle. Well have to go down, said John, and began unbuttoning his shirt.
Ill go. Ill go! said Connor as he whipped off his shirt and kicked off his shoes.
He suddenly stopped and looked around in consternation, his face flushed and red. I
mean, if you want me to, Ill be happy to go down and check it out.
Go ahead, but be careful. If that glass has been cut, it will have sharp edges,
said John, trying to hide his amusement.
Hed hardly gotten the words out of his mouth when Connor dove into the water
with barely a splash, his trousers tossed on top of his shoes and shirt. They watched as he
swam to the bottom of the channel, looked around, and then swam under the partition to
the outside pool and looked around the sides of the panel. He swam back under the panel
and straight up to where Mike and John were waiting and started talking as soon as his
head broke water.
Dont believe the panel is glass, but some type of polymer. The bottom of the
panel was approximately a foot and a half above the concrete bottom of the pool. And
since the edges of the panel were beveled, it wasnt cut. There were some large, heavy
scratches where the panel met the wall of the pool. It could indicate that someone had a
problem installing it, since it would have to have been done underwater. I believe the
plastic panel was switched with the original glass one not long ago because the scratches
look relatively new. Connor finally took a deep breath and continued. Ill be happy to
check for anything else down there if you want me to.
As Connor pulled himself from the water, John tossed him a towel. Not right
now, Connor. I think well wait for the sheriff to arrive first.
* * * *
Sheriff Ben Whittaker was not a happy man. He had missed lunch earlier today
when he came out here, and it looked as if he was going to miss his dinner, too. He
followed Tom and Kate down to the pool, marveling again at the incredible things that
money could provide. Yet, he was here because there were problems, problems that had
put Tom in a wheelchair and were continuing to threaten him.
As they entered the pool room Mike waved them over to the back wall of the pool
area. There, amidst a lushly fragrant group of flowers, was a large envelope with Toms
name printed in capital letters. Next to the envelope was a gun. The hand grip of the gun
was wedged into the earth with the barrel pointed out at anyone approaching the
envelope.
No one has touched the envelope or the gun. We called you immediately. Our
instruments have not detected any wiring anywhere in the area that could be attached to
an explosive. The gun itself, while appearing threatening, is obviously missing a trigger.
Apparently this guy entered from the outside pool. We did find that the glass panel that
separated the pools was replaced with a shorter plastic panel that doesnt go to the bottom
of the pool. Thats all we can tell you at this point.
After examining the scene, Sheriff Whittaker joined Tom and Kate. Maam. He
nodded to Kate as he removed his hat and placed it on the table. Tom, as soon as the
area is photographed and the evidence bagged, we can slit the envelope and find out if
there is a message inside and maybe learn what this is all about.
Ben, would you like to see the photos Connor took while waiting for Mike and
me to get down here? We can make copies for you if that will save any time, or youre
welcome to use our digital camera and take your own photos. John made a motion to
Connor, imitating taking a picture. Connor picked up a folder and the camera and brought
them to the Sheriff. Ben took the folder and opened it, scanning the photo on top.
Carolanne just finished printing up the photographs I took. Before she left to take
some sandwiches to Trey and Mark upstairs, she said a couple of the photos were very
interesting and needed to be looked at more closely. She said she put them on top. I
havent had a chance to go over them yet. There! That shadow. Look at that! Hes just
going under the panel to the outside pool. Look! Look at that! This next picture just
shows his feet. Oh, my God, thirty seconds earlier and I would have caught him. Just
thirty lousy seconds. Oh, well, at least we know how he got in and out of here he said
dejectedly.
One piece of advice, Ben said as the photos were passed around. Lose the
coulda, shoulda, woulda crap, and all of the if onlys. They keep your mind on what you
did or didnt do in the past, not what you need to do in the present and in the future. You
did one hell of a job with these photos, Connor. And so did Carol?
Carolanne, said Connor.
Right, Carolanne. The focal point of the photo was the watery track in the
background, yet she was thorough enough that she examined the whole picture and was
able to pick out a suspicious shadow in the water on the far edge of the picture. It could
have been an easy miss for any of us. Okay, lets get the evidence bagged and see if we
can find out whats going on.
It was a work of just moments to get the gun lifted, bagged, and labeled. They
picked the large envelope up using the tweezers and slipped it into a large plastic
evidence bag. Connor held the envelope through the evidence bag while Ben used his
knife to slit open the top and the tweezers to remove the two sheets of paper inside.
There were copies of two photographs on each page. The photographs were taken
with the zoom lens of a camera which was jury-rigged to the barrel of a rifle. It appeared
that a crude bulls-eye target had been hand painted on the lens of the camera, with the
center circle an outline, showing the photographed face of the intended target perfectly
lined up with the sight on the barrel of the rifle. Kate and Tom were on one sheet, and
Mike and John on the other. The words hand printed on each sheet were, You will never
know when.
Motherfucking goddamned son of a bitch! raged John as he reached for the
photos, only to have his wrist clamped firmly by Ben.
Hes playing you, John! Get control of yourself. Connor, said Ben. Do you
have any clear plastic sheet protectors? If so, I need two, now! The rest of you can try to
figure out where the photos were taken by what little background is showing. It looks as
though all four head shots were taken at roughly the same time and place.
Here you go, Sheriff. Connor handed the sheet protectors to Ben, and then
turned to John and to Mike, who was trying to pull John away. I need to talk to you both
about personnel. I dont think we have enough coverage in a place this big. Ive already
called Don Phelps and Ryan Underwood, and theyre available and on the way. If you
dont think we need them, let me know now so I can get back to them right away. Id also
like to call Sophie and Gina, if thats okay.
Good, call them. The quicker they all get here, the better. But everyone has to be
aware of the threat this asshole has made, said Mike. We cant guarantee that he wont
target any of our employees, and they have to know that up front. What do you think,
John?
Mikes right, Connor. Get back to those guys before they get too far and make
damn sure they understand the threat and that it could extend to our people, too. There
will be no blame for anyone wanting to leave. Hell, I want to leave. Did you bring any
weapons, vests, night vision equipment? At Connors emphatic nod and his barely
concealed excitement, John smiled wryly and continued.
Okay then, all employees have completed our weapons training program and
should have their licenses with them, so those who stay are to be fully armed and ready
for anything.
Tom, John called out. The privacy shades on these windows should be
lowered. I know the windows are already coated so that we can see out, and that its
difficult, though not impossible, for anyone to see in, but I want to make sure were not
sitting ducks for anyone with a high-powered rifle.
Got it, said Tom. He used the remote to lower the blinds and to close the
blackout curtains on all windows in the pool room.
Connor, Mike said. I want you to pull the van into the garage before you finish
unloading it. Get Trey and Mark to go with you. You will need to tell both of them
exactly what is going on and ask if they want to leave. You may tell them that any
employee who wishes to leave will be paid for the entire week. Those who are staying are
to be sent down here to view these pictures. If they look at the pictures and still want to
stay, theyll be getting a high risk bonus when this is over.
One other thing, Connor, said John. We need to transfer our command center
down here. The library is just too far away. Weve had our jamming equipment running
down here so that we can discuss our plans of operation without fear of being overheard,
but the inside pool, island, hot tub, and waterfall still need to be checked out for hidden
cameras and listening devices. Let your teams know where the extra swimsuits, robes,
and towels are located. Maybe they can get some enjoyment out of this mess.
The secret entrance and exit from the physical therapy room was sealed earlier,
but we havent yet come up with a way to seal that water channel to the outside pool, so
we need an armed guard here all night to prevent access through that channel. We should
have the channel blocked soon. You and your teams can come up with a rotation schedule
to provide everyone a chance at guarding as well as a swimming check and doing an
electronics sweep. I want at least two armed people in this area at all times. In fact,
everybody is to work in pairs. No exceptions, Connor, even you are not to run around
alone, and thats an order.
Got it, boss, Connor said and lifted his cell phone and began talking. He nodded
to Carolanne as she entered the room.
Did I just hear you right? Sheriff Whittaker loudly demanded of Mike and John.
Youre arming these kids with guns and live ammo? What the hell is the matter with
you? Theyll end up shooting each other or shooting at shadows all night long. You cant
just hand out guns to your employees on a whim. They need extensive training.
Calm down, Ben. Theyre all licensed by the state to carry. And theyve all been
through extensive training, not only our own training program, but also the states
program.
Ben stiffened as he felt someone walk up behind him, invading his space. He
could tell it was a female by the delicate scent that accompanied her. He froze as she
moved to within an inch from his back and leaned slightly forward and spoke directly in
his ear.
Ive got my license, Sheriff, she whispered in his ear, then paused. Would you
like to check me out? The smooth rasp of her velvety voice conjured up erotic images
that had Ben fighting to control an escalating erection. She was so close that he could feel
the heat from her body and her breath warming his shoulder.
Slowly he turned his head. He looked over his shoulder directly into a pair of
wide, whiskey-colored eyes framed by short, dark eyelashes. Heat shot straight to his
groin, igniting a throbbing flash of desire as his cock went to full alert, ready for action.
He could see an answering flare of awareness and instant desire in her eyes as she held
his gaze. Her lips were eminently kissable, not too full and not too thin. Her hair was a
deep chestnut, with threads of russet, dark brown and burgundy scattered throughout. She
wore it tied back at the nape of her neck. Her age had to be mid to late thirties.
Ben had to take two steps forward before he could turn around and see all of her.
She was tall, maybe an inch or two shorter than he was, and wouldnt she fit perfectly in
his arms. His eyes leisurely followed a downward path, past breasts that were buxom and
enticing. Her hips were solid and her denim-covered legs seemed to go on forever, ending
in well-worn cowboy boots that just about matched his own. Hoo-boy! Yee-hah! Damn,
but she was his kind of woman.
Hi, there, Sheriff, Im Carolanne Higgins, she said, holding out her hand.
Ben captured her hand in his and raised it to his lips as he stared into her whiskey-
colored eyes.
Is that Mrs. Higgins or Miss Higgins? Ben asked directly, still holding on to her
hand.
You can just call me Carolanne, she said with a sultry smile, then relented as
she held his gaze. Im divorced and not involved with anyone at the present time.
I cant tell you how glad I am to hear that, Carolanne. Ben gave an exaggerated
sigh of relief and smiled at her chuckle.
Hey, Carolanne, come on over here, Connor called from across the room. You
need to look at these photos we took out of the envelope that was left here. The bosses
want every employee to look at these photos and decide if they want to stay or not.
Be right there, Connor, she said, still looking into Bens eyes as she slowly
tugged her hand from his.
A pleasure meeting you, Sheriff.
Ben. You can call me Ben. And Im divorced and not involved with anyone
either.
Thats good to know, Ben. Carolanne smiled warmly, then turned and walked
across the room to Connor.
Ben continued to watch as Carolanne bent over the table to examine the
photographs. As he shook his head and started to turn back to Tom and Kate, he grabbed
his hat off of the table, holding it in front of himself.
Before I leave, Ben said. Im going to check the outside pool and the area just
beyond. Even though its too dark tonight to find much of a trail, maybe well get lucky
and find that he dropped his wallet, he said with wry sarcasm.
Mike and John stood. Well go with you, Ben. We should be able to cover a
wider area with the three of us looking, said John. Wait here until I get our jackets and
some night vision equipment for when we get beyond the yard lights. Ben, Ill bring your
coat and a pair of goggles for you, too.
Kate walked up to Mike and Ben. Make sure the three of you come back down
here when youre through with your inspection. That includes you, Sheriff. Mrs. Mallory
made enough food for an army. So dont let her food go to waste. Its too good.
I surely would hate to have good food go to waste, and I appreciate your
hospitality. Much obliged, maam.
Sheriff, I have a feeling were going to be seeing a lot of each other in the future.
Please, call me Kate. Maam makes me feel like a grandmother.
Ben smiled. Believe me, Kate, no one would ever mistake you for a
grandmother.
Chapter 7
A frigid wind whipped the wet leaves into a frenzy and then swirled around his
hiding place, seeking every cold, wet surface on his body. On his belly, he slowly backed
away from the suddenly darkened windows throughout the pool area and moved into the
sheltering darkness. Fury began displacing the euphoric high hed been on since his
success earlier today.
He should have just waited and killed Tom Martins this morning instead of
leaving those notes on his bed. He didnt like making mistakes. And that was a big, big
mistake. But damn it, hed had to do something to get that relieved, no, that happythat
satisfied expression off of his face. He had needed to see the fear back, the desperation,
the knowledge that his life was effectively over.
Now theyd found and cut off his access to the warm, dry, hidden passage behind
the physical therapy room. For almost two years that space had been his secret refuge, his
secret joy. Hour after hour he had spent in comfort, watching his enemy. Sometimes hed
even sleep back there. Now he would no longer have the pleasure of watching his hated
enemy suffer through the excruciatingly painful exercises, nor would he now be able to
wander freely around the house whenever they were gone. They had even found two of
his cameras and his listening devices in that room. Hed had to use the outside pool to
access the house this evening.
Rage twisted in his gut as he realized the chances were great that theyd already
found his other message in the back of the pool room. That wasnt supposed to be found
until he was ready for the next step. And, damn it, he wasnt ready yet. The worst was
when hed come within inches of being caught. The adrenaline that had drop-loaded into
his system at that time was just starting to abate. He was coming down, hard. He would
still have access to the house through the outside pool if that damned nosy kid had been
where he was supposed to be, and where did all of those people suddenly come from? He
inched backward on his stomach until he reached the woods, his body now almost
violently reacting to the bitterly cold winds.
Shivering and shaking, he had just gotten to his feet behind a large fir tree when
the outside door to the pool room opened and three men emerged. The outdoor lights
were on, flooding the yard with bright light. Quickly, he ducked down into the low ravine
behind him, carefully and quietly following the twists and turns deeper into the heavily
forested undergrowth until he was out of sight of the manor. He could hear the three men
searching the area hed just left, making his near escape the second one today. His
antiquated night vision goggles lightened the stygian blackness around him as he made
his way through the dark forest to where hed hidden his old, white van.
Twenty minutes later, he slid under the camouflage tarp covering his van and
opened the door just wide enough for him to slide inside. Quickly, he removed the damp
flannel shirt and the sweat pants covering his ancient wetsuit. Twenty-five years ago the
damn thing had actually fit him. Now there were rips at most of the seams, but it had still
served the purpose tonight. Tomorrow it would end up in the city dump, cut into tiny
pieces.
Once he had located his dry clothing, he removed the night vision goggles.
Despite his attempts to rip the wetsuit off at the torn seams, it clung to his body like a
second skin. It was a real fight to finally get out of it and into a heavy sweater and dry
sweatpants. The biggest problem was that he couldnt seem to stop shaking and
shivering. He put on his heavy jacket and wrapped the blanket he kept in the back of the
van around himself as he curled up in a fetal position on the floor of the van.
Just before he fell into an exhausted sleep, he saw Rosies face again. The image
of her vivid, sparkling green eyes, long black curls, and her sweet smile burned into his
mind as he drifted off.
Youve come back to me, Rosie girl, havent you? Its been so long since youve
visited me, Rosie. Ive missed you so much. So pretty. Youre so pretty, sweetheart. But
youre mine, dont forget that, Rosie. Youre mine! Sweet baby. My Rosie, just mine.
His words slurred as sleep claimed him.
* * * *
Dawns early morning light filtering in through the camouflage tarp awakened
him quickly. He couldnt afford to get caught sleeping here. Quickly, he rolled the front
windows down, listening intently for any signs of human activity. Hearing none, he slid
open the side door and ducked under the tarp. Looking around and listening carefully, he
finally decided it was safe. First, he relieved himself behind a tree and then removed the
tarp from over the van, folding it carefully. The magnets on the edges of the tarp clattered
as he placed it on the blanket in the back of the van.
After another careful check, he started the ignition and turned the heater on full
blast. Just before he pulled onto the main road, he caught a glimpse of his face in the
rearview mirror. He looked closely, ignoring the white hair cut in military style and the
white stubble on his unshaven face. His eyes passed over the compressed line of his thin
lips and his broken nose and back to his pale, washed-out blue eyes. He relaxed. Nothing
would give him away in his face or his expression. Everything looked normal. Satisfied,
he pulled out onto the main road and continued driving.
Chapter 8
It was only early evening and the chaos had increased tenfold, two new teams had
arrived and were being outfitted with protective gear and weapons while gawking in awe
at the pool and its environs. Kate and Tom sat at a table back in the corner, out of the
way, watching the confusion as one team swam around the inside perimeter of the pool
and another armed team stood near the water channel to the outside pool. Mike and John
were sitting with Ben and Carolanne at a table while they finished eating, and Connor
was beginning to get the tasks, and the people milling about, organized.
Linking her fingers with Toms on top of the tablecloth, she looked ruefully at
him. I dont think this night is working out the way we thought it would. Do you?
Not even close, he said with regret.
Thats all right. Whenever it happens will be fine with me, but this threat to you
has to be taken care of first.
His minds eye projected the photograph of Kates face at the end of the rifle
barrel, the sight lined up perfectly for a head shot, and he shuddered and gripped her hand
tightly. Somehow, some way, something hed done, or maybe failed to do, had put his
Kate in danger. He had to believe that Mike and John would find the answer and could
protect her, keep her safe.
* * * *
Kate returned the pressure on Toms hand as her mind retreated from the hustle
and bustle going on around them to thoughts of what should have been happening
tonight. It was apparent that the four of them would not be visiting the attic pleasure
palace this evening. Regret washed over her, as well as a slight feeling of unreality.
Even a week ago she could not have imagined the depth of love and desire she felt today
for John and Mike.
Kate couldnt deny that she had always found them attractive and sexy, but if
there had been any physical attraction or sexual desire on her part for Mike or John, she
had managed to bury it beneath the overwhelming love she felt for Tom. Even when their
relationship had become strained, when she felt Tom had shut her out, she stubbornly
held on to the hope that things would improve between them.
She took a deep, shuddering breath as her body began reacting to her sexual
thoughts. She remembered some of the more outrageous fantasies she had concocted and
verbalized in front of John and Mike and Tom this past week. Fantasies she didnt even
know she had in her head. But some of those fantasies she now wanted to act out. And
Johns words kept replaying in her mind. If youre a good girl well let you play voyeur
again, and again. And if youre not a good girl, well have to think of something else,
wont we?
Oh, God. That did it. Kate could feel the gush of liquid into her panties as her clit
began throbbing. She shifted in her chair uncomfortably.
Kate, are you all right? Tom asked in concern.
Kates face was flushed as she nodded. Im fine, Tom, really.
Tom looked intently at her face before his eyes lowered and he saw her erect
nipples pushing against the thin T-shirt she was wearing. He looked back into her eyes
with a smile on his face.
Youre horny, arent you, babe? I know what it is. Even though you came twice
earlier today, we havent had a chance to do your therapy yet, have we? Maybe we
should go back to our room and take care of your little problem. Yes?
Tom! Not here. Kate crossed her arms over her breasts to hide her erect nipples.
Too late, babe. Guess who else saw those perky nipples from almost across the
room? Hes on his way.
Kate looked up quickly and saw John striding toward their table with Mike not far
behind. She buried her face in her hands and groaned softly.
I think our Kate needs our help, Mike, said John in a voice tight and strained.
Why dont you advise Ben and Carolanne that Kate and Tom need to rest for a little
while away from all the commotion and that were going to make sure that she and Tom
are safely settled in before we return. Come on up to the room as quickly as you can.
Kate looked up and saw hot desire on Mikes face as he looked first at her, then at
Tom. He nodded and walked quickly back to Ben and Carolanne.
Come on Kate, said John roughly, his eyes pools of need and desire. Put your
sweater over your shoulders and lets go. You, too, Tom. Weve all waited long enough.
The ride up the elevator was slow torture. Kates panties were soaked now, and
she could see Toms erection tenting his trousers. Johns cock was nearly splitting his
jeans, and the bulge increased as she watched it with hungry eyes.
Mike was waiting for them at the door to the room. The stairs had been a lot
quicker than the elevator. Once they all entered the room, Mike locked the door and
began stripping. Johns hands were removing Kates clothing with as much speed as
possible, considering the fact that he couldnt seem to stop running his hands over each
inch of flesh he uncovered. John stripped off his shoes and socks and his pants and briefs,
leaving only his shirt on as he lifted Kate into his arms, his cock nudging her pussy.
Kates legs wrapped around Johns hips as she ground her mound against his thick cock
and her mouth ravaged his.
Finally, John pulled away from Kate and held her at a distance.
No! John, no. Please dont stop. I need you to fuck me now.
Oh, baby, how I love to hear you beg me to fuck you. It makes me so hot! Im
going to fuck you until you cant walk straight. But, right now, turn around and watch
something spectacular. Watch Mike and Tom. Youll want to see this, John said as he
pulled her legs from around his waist and set her on her feet. He backed up and sat down
on the straight-backed chair behind him, took his shirt off and settled Kate onto his lap,
her back to his chest. He positioned her legs on either side of his, splaying her cunt wide
open. One hand went to her breast, pinching and twisting the nipple lightly as his other
hand slid between her legs, his fingers plucking and tugging at her swollen clit. Kate
groaned in pleasure at his touch.
Kate saw Mike standing naked beside Toms wheelchair. Tom was fondling
Mikes thick cock with one hand and his ass with the other, while Mike bent over and
unzipped Toms pants and gently freed Toms straining penis, stroking it and squeezing
it. Toms face showed his incredible pleasure at Mikes touch.
Tommy, Mike crooned. Its time, Tommy. Mike removed his hands from
Toms cock and stroked Toms face, his thumbs rubbing against Toms lips. Take me in,
Tommy. Take me into your mouth. Let me fuck your mouth and watch my cock
disappear over and over again down your throat. Suck my dick, Tommy. Just like you
used to. Just like I remember. Its been so long. Suck me now, Tommy.
Tom grabbed Mikes hips and pulled him violently toward his waiting mouth. His
cheeks hollowed inward as he sucked Mikes penis into his mouth with desperate need.
As Mike pulled back, Tom fought to keep sucking his cock. And when Mike surged
forward, burying three quarters of his cock in Toms mouth and throat, Tom wrapped his
arms around Mikes hips, holding him firmly in place while he sucked frantically.
Tommy, no! I cant stop. Tommy, I cant stop. Ah, God. Mike grabbed Toms
head, holding it steady, as his hips began an involuntary pumping action, pistoning his
cock in and out of Toms mouth. His body stiffened and his face contorted into an
expression of agonized pleasure as his cum jetted out in spurt after spurt and filled Toms
mouth. Finally spent, Mike pulled out of Toms mouth and leaned down and covered
Toms lips with his own in a soft and gentle kiss before falling to his knees in front of
Tom and taking his throbbing erection into his mouth and sucking him.
The look on Toms face brought Kate to the edge of tears.
Its almost like a homecoming, John said in Kates ear, his hands stilling on her
breast and her mound.
What do you mean? Kate asked. Her breathing became faster as her eyes
devoured the sight of Mike on his knees, sucking her husbands cock. Her heart swelled
with an unnamed emotion at the sight of the intense pleasure on Toms face as he stroked
Mikes head with slightly shaking hands. Toms eyes never left Mikes mouth as it
greedily sucked his cock.
They were both in the orphanage for a year or more before I was put there. They
had developed a bond together, looking out for each other against some of the bigger
boys, and even looking after some of the smaller children. It was not an easy time for any
of us. We were older and remembered our lives before the orphanage. Some memories
were okay, and other memories were incredibly awful.
When I got there, they let me in. They took me in and made me a part of that
intimate bond. We became family to each other, the right kind of family. Though our
machismo at the time wouldnt allow us to verbalize it, we loved each other. It was five
or six years down the road before sex became a part of our relationship. It seemed a
natural progression to the emotional connection we had to each other, to the love we felt
for each other. John kissed the lobe of her ear, biting it gently.
We have had many discussions on why not one of the three of us was ever
interested in another man sexually. Women, yes, but not menexcept for each other. We
adore female bodies, their wonderful breastshis hand tightened on her breast,
squeezing, stroking, and pinching her nipplethe infinitely mysterious wonder of their
beautiful cunts, and the flowering perfection of their clits. The fingers of his other hand
dipped firmly into her drenched slit, finding her swollen clit and pinching and rubbing it
between his fingers. Kate moaned and pushed her hips toward his hand.
Johns voice roughened with emotion as he continued whispering in her ear. I
have absolutely no regrets about our relationship, the sex, or any other part. I would do it
all over again and count myself blessed. You, Kate, are another blessing for the three of
us. After your frantic scurrying down the hallway from the pool room that night, we
feared your reaction, your rejection. Yet you never expressed horror, distaste, or
condemnation at seeing Mike and me making love. You accepted us without
qualification. And we love you for that, and for just being you. Kate started to shift and
turn around, but he held her tightly.
No, keep your eyes on your husband and the way Mike is sucking his cock and
making him come, making love to him. Look at the expression on his face, and on Mikes
face. Thats love. And when they look at us, its the same thing.
Oh, John. Youre right. Its not just lust or desire or even just fabulous sex. Its
love, with a little bit of everything else thrown in the mix to keep us all happy. She
watched Toms face as his orgasm erupted in Mikes mouth. The pleasure and love on
Toms face as he stroked Mikes hair and bent down to place a kiss on his mouth was
almost painful to see.
Mike stood up, wiping his mouth. He looked down at Tom and smiled. You taste
just as good as I remember, Tom. Mike looked at John and Kate, his eyes shining with
happiness.
Im going next door and getting a very quick shower and change of clothes.
Weve got our teams and the sheriff downstairs waiting for us. Ill stall them for half an
hour, forty-five minutes max. Then I expect you downstairs, John. And you, Katie,
naked, with your legs spread wide open like that, are a treat I dont intend to rush. I want
to spend a lot of time, a lot of time, playing with that body. Damn, but were all going to
have one hell of a lot of fun as soon as we get this asshole taken care of and out of our
lives.
Hey, Mike, called John. You could give our Kate a kiss good-bye, couldnt
you? Its rude to just rush away. He chuckled as Mike turned and gave him the raised
eyebrow.
For Katie, Ill make time for a good-bye kiss. Mike walked to the chair where
John was holding Kate. He bent over and pressed his hands over her breasts, her nipples
in the palm of his hands, as he squeezed and palpated her abundant flesh. His mouth
covered hers warmly, his tongue sliding inside her mouth. Kate moaned in pleasure and
fiercely returned his kiss. She could taste Toms cum on Mikes lips.
Mike suddenly dropped to his knees, and his thumbs opened her pussy as his
mouth covered her swollen, exposed clit in the most intimate of kisses. His talented
tongue jabbed and licked as he drew her clit into his mouth and began sucking. Kate cried
out and lifted her hips to his mouth, her body thrumming with erotic need and desire. She
could see Tom watching, his eyes alive with love and excitement as he encouraged Mike
and John.
Mike, called Tom. Suck hard. She goes wild when you suck her tits or her clit
really hard. Suck her harder. Do it, Mike, suck that clit harder. John, squeeze her tits.
Pinch and pull on those straining nipples.
Kate wailed as Mikes mouth began a rhythmic pattern of a long, hard suck and
release followed by a long lick over her clit while Johns fingers pulled and squeezed her
breasts. Dont stop, Mike. Oh, God, please dont stop. She thrust her hips and her pussy
up into Mikes face as her body exploded in a violent orgasm. He continued sucking
strongly on her clit through her orgasm, reached up, putting his hands just below where
John was tugging on her erect nipples, squeezed her breasts hard and stood up. Really
nice, he said, wiping his face again as he walked to the connecting door.
As Mike walked out of the room after collecting his clothes, Kate said, If thats
the way he says good-bye, I cant wait to find out how he says hello. He threw back his
head and laughed out loud before shutting the door behind him.
Kate tried to slide off of Johns lap, but he held her tightly to him, spreading his
legs a bit wider, which also spread Kates legs wider and allowed his stiff erection to rise
up between her legs, tapping against her sensitized clit.
Tom, said John conversationally. Did you ever find out what got our Kate so
hot and horny? What could have affected her to the point that her nipples would get hard
and visible in public? I could see these hard nips from across the room.
Kate never did say what turned her on, John. But something sure did. Id like to
find out myself. What do you think we should do to find out? Tom moved his
wheelchair close to Kate.
Lets try asking her. What turned you on like that Kate? What made you so
horny?
Never mind. Its not important now, is it? She, again, tried to slip off of Johns
lap but was prevented when Tom grabbed one of her legs, holding her still.
John slid his hands down and began rubbing and playing with Kates clit.
John! Please, dont, Im too sensitive there now. I just came and its too much,
Im still sensitive from this morning. Oh God, please.
But, Kate, we just asked a simple question. Both Tom and I want to know what
caused those nipples to snap to attention. I can keep stroking this beautiful little clit for
another forty minutes or so.
All right, Ill tell you. Ill tell you. Kate took a deep breath as he removed his
fingers from her clit. Its your own fault. Youre the one who said it.
What did I say? asked John very quietly. His fingers again slipped back
between her pussy lips, hovering just a breath from her overly sensitized clit.
Okay, okay. She took a deep sobbing breath. You said if I was a good girl
youd let me play voyeur again and again, and you have.
And? His finger now rested motionless directly on her clit.
And you said if I wasnt a good girl youd have to think of something else.
Thats the truth, Tom. Her pussy is creaming all over my hand and her nipples
are sticking straight out. But how can she think shes a good girl when she came without
permission?
John, youve really got a problem here. A good girl would have told us she was
horny and asked for help, wouldnt she? And good girls certainly dont come without
permission. I think you have a bit of a discipline problem here. Im offering my
assistance in helping you with this discipline problem in any way you wish.
Thank you, Tom. Im grateful for your help. Are you our bad girl, Kate? Do you
require a little discipline to help keep you in line? That was one of your fantasies, wasnt
it? I remember it, dont you, Tom?
I sure do remember that fantasy. I nearly came in my pants. I also remember
when she listed the things her clit needed, and if I recall correctly, it needed a spank.
Remember that one?
Oh, yeah. I remember that one all right. Mike and I didnt even make it back to
our rooms. We screwed on the floor right outside her door.
John tipped her chin up and turned her face toward him so that he could look into
her eyes.
Do you trust us, Kate? Do you trust us to help you act out some of your wilder
sexual fantasies? Do you trust us to take very good care of you and not hurt you or push
you too far? Do you, Kate? We love you and would never do anything to cause you pain
or to cause you to distrust us. We might push your limits just a little, but only as far as
youre comfortable with. Do you believe me?
Yes, she cried. I do trust you, all three of you. Im just a little embarrassed at
some of the things Ive fantasized about. And I dont want you to think Im some kind of
nutcase or weirdo. Some of my fantasies Im not even sure Id want to experience, in
fact, Im quite sure I wouldnt want to try some of them. But imagining them, thinking
about them, and talking about them can be very sexually arousing, even when you dont
want to physically experience them.
None of us will think any less of you, Kate, no matter how outlandish your sex
fantasies are. We love you, we love sex, and we absolutely love increasing our sensual
pleasures with a wide variety of sex toys. And, damn, Kate, your fantasies are hot, hot,
hot. Mike and I nearly went crazy this past week listening to the incredibly wild sexual
scenarios. We found just hearing you say our names as part of them was excruciatingly
arousing. We loved it, said John.
John kissed the top of Kates head. All we could talk about this past week was
how much we wanted to be able to touch you intimately with our hands, our mouths, and
our cocks, how much we wanted to just hold you in our arms, cuddle with you. How
much we want to fuck you with your toys again. Damn, you were so responsive, you
begged so sweetly for us to keep fucking you with them.
John reached up and gently brushed her hair back behind her ears, while looking
deeply into her eyes. The sex will be incredible, I know, but you are more than just a
sexual vessel for us to use. We love you very much, Kate.
I love you, too, Kate replied with a kiss. But I think that now I need to feel
your cock filling me, fucking me, and making love to me. Please, John. Will you fuck me
now, please?
Oh, baby, I told you, I love it when you beg me to fuck you. You drive me crazy.
But before I fill that creaming pussy, I think Tom had better hold open your legs while I
administer a little discipline. I know you can take it, Kate, and I know you want to try it.
Just three little spanks on your exposed clit and pussy. Just three light, but slightly
stinging spanks. Because youve been a very bad girl, and you know you need a little
corrective discipline. Do you agree, Tom?
Oh, I agree wholeheartedly. She was very naughty, showing off her rigid nips to
everyone in the pool room. That was very bad, and she deserves to be punished. Dont
you, Kate? Tom moved his wheelchair closer and used his thumbs to open her labia,
blowing cool air over the still-swollen and throbbing tissues.
I dont know, Kate began nervously. She looked at Tom. Anticipation warred
with a natural fear of the unknown. Weve never done that. she swallowed nervously.
Tom, you know Im not into real pain. Im really a terrible coward.
Before she could say anything else, Johns hand came down quickly with a
stinging blow between her legs, and she yelped in surprise. Thats number one. Only
two more to go, babe. And you took it so well. Now, we need to hear you tell us what a
bad girl you were and that you want and need the next two spanks. Wed love to hear you
beg to be properly spanked, but since this is the first time for a discipline session, well
let the begging part go. Tell us, Kate. Tell us now, or well have to add a few more
spanks. Tell us!
Oh, God, she cried as waves of heat engulfed her, desire and need fought for
dominance within her. Yyes, I was very bad. I should have come to one of the three of
you when I needed relief. When I wanted you. Oh, please. Kate saw Johns hand move
and lifted her hips to meet his hand as it descended quickly in the remaining two sharp
blows. Her explosive orgasm came out of nowhere, surprising her as well as John and
Tom. Her body arched and convulsed in total sexual abandon and pleasure.
John quickly wrapped his arms around Kate, cradling her against his body,
holding her tightly through the spasms of her climax. Kate, you are incredible. His
arms formed a tight band around her as he looked at Tom in stunned surprise.
Absolutely incredible. Mike was sure right when he said were going to have one hell of
a lot of fun when we get this asshole off of our backs. Damned if were not having a lot
of fun right now. He placed a series of kisses along the top of her shoulder and up her
neck.
Kate, you were so sexy, I swear I almost came with you. You are so very easy to
love. But now, now I need you. I need to fuck you before my cock explodes.
John quickly set her on her feet. Now crawl up on the bed, stretch out on your
back, and spread your legs wide for me. My cock is so hard it feels like its going to fall
off if I dont get inside you right this minute.
Tom maneuvered his wheelchair next to the bed, watching avidly as John levered
himself on top of Kate and stroked his cock up and down the slit of her drenched pussy,
slip-sliding around her throbbing clit until Kate was writhing with desire and need once
again.
Take him, Kate. Take his cock deep, sweetheart. Fuck him and enjoy him. God,
it seems as if Ive waited forever to see this. Fuck her, John, give her a hard and fast ride
on your huge dick.
Tom, said John, his breathing harsh. Take hold of my cock and guide it to her
cunt. Put it in her. Do it, Tom. Let her know how much youre going to enjoy watching
her get fucked. How much were all going to enjoy it.
Kates breath caught as Tom reached out and lovingly wrapped his hand around
Johns erection, squeezing it, caressing it, and pulling Johns cock toward Kates dripping
slit. Tom rubbed the bulbous head of Johns thick cock along the sides of her slippery,
swollen clit and, finally, to the mouth of her hungry cunt. John let out a tortured moan of
pleasure.
Open your legs wider, sweetheart, Tom said hoarsely. Let me watch you as
John fucks you for the first time. The first of many, many times. Tom reached out and
put his hand on Johns rear, pushing him forward into Kate.
She cried out in shocked pleasure when John powered his cock balls-deep into her
in one lunge, and she took him, all of him. She felt her body stretching to accommodate
his large girth as she lifted to meet each powerful thrust. Her hands sifted through his
black hair as she pulled his mouth to hers, where his tongue mimicked each thrust his
cock made into her body.
Toms cries of encouragement added to the eroticism of the moment. Hearing
Tom urge John on and hearing him expressing his joy at finally being able to see his Kate
being loved and fucked by John drove them both to incredible heights of desire. There
was no question regarding the pleasure Tom was receiving in watching them.
John made sure his body rasped against her most sensitive places with every
movement, every thrust of his cock. His chest hair abraded her breasts and his pubic hair
scraped against her swollen clit as he ground his body against hers each time he slid his
cock deep into her. She had never experienced anything quite like that before.
Each thrust became a stepping stone to the ultimate pleasure. Kate could feel
another orgasm building and building, sending shards of pleasure throughout her body.
She put her feet flat on the mattress and lifted her cunt, grinding it against Johns body
until, with a keening wail, her body convulsed in orgasmic spasms that seemed to go on
and on and on. John followed closely behind her. She could feel the hot spurts of come
shooting from his cock then seeping slowly from her pussy before he collapsed against
her side.
God help me, I dont want to move for a week. In fact, Im seriously questioning
whether I can actually get up and get a shower and get my ass downstairs at all. Lady,
you just tore me up.
Well, you did a number on me, too, John. Ive never even heard of a rolling
orgasm, but I swear thats what you gave me. It just seemed to roll on and on. I can still
feel it. Wheres Tom? Do you see him in here? My eyes are still crossed from the
pleasure, so I cant see anything.
Youve got a hell of a way with a compliment, Kate. At least I think it was a
compliment. John groaned as he rolled onto his side facing her.
Indeed it was. You were spectacular, but if you need more superlatives, youll
have to wait until I come back down to earth. And I still dont see Tom.
Here I am, sweetheart. I thought you might need something to refresh you after
your vigorous workout, so I brought some wet cloths and a couple of towels. He
maneuvered his wheelchair next to the bed and pressed a cool washcloth firmly against
Kates pussy, absorbing Johns cum as it seeped out of her body.
And for you, John, in spite of giving me the most incredibly beautiful memory to
take with me to the hospital, I have a glass of ice cold water that might give you some
incentive to get out of bed and into the shower. You have fifteen minutes before Mike
sends out the cavalry to find you. Its almost six oclock.
Damn, thats harsh, man. Im officially one of the walking wounded now. A
little compassion is in order.
Well, then start walking, or limping, to the shower right now, Mr. Wounded
Warrior. I think I gave you something infinitely more valuable than compassion tonight.
You did, Tom, you certainly did, he said softly as he stroked Kates cheek with
the back of his fingers. But then, you have always given gifts of incredible value,
havent you?
Tom looked at him quizzically for a moment, and then smiled as John kissed Kate
chastely on the forehead before rolling to the edge of the bed and standing without any
noticeable problem. John gave Tom a lopsided smile and a mock salute before he walked
naked into the next room.
Kate quickly showered, too, and came out to find Tom still puzzled over Johns
remark. She started to dress as he finally erupted.
I swear, Kate, there are times I just dont understand some of Johns comments
at all. Weve never exchanged gifts, let alone gifts of incredible value. At the orphanage
we didnt have the money for any gifts, and later, wed pretty much gone our separate
ways for a little while, and when we met back up, we were all somewhat financially set
and could buy what we needed for ourselves. Some of his comments just dont make any
sense.
Tom, I think the gifts he was referring to were intangible. He told me tonight
how you and Mike had been in the orphanage for over a year and had formed a strong
bond with each other before he was put there. He told how you both took him in and let
him into that bond and created a family, the good kind of family he said. And he also said
there was love, even though three young boys couldnt speak about it. Just listening to the
emotion in his voice told how deeply he values the gifts of acceptance and family you
and Mike gave him.
But, Kate, we loved him! There was no letting him into our bond. His place
was already there. We were just waiting for him to arrive and claim it. His first day, when
he came into the cafeteria, Mike turned to me and said, Hes here. I looked up and said,
Yep, right over there. The one with the shitty green jacket. We knew him immediately.
He completed us and made us whole the minute he walked in. And he sure wasnt the
handsome dude he is today either. He was a rough, scruffy-looking kid with a black eye
and a cut lip, but we knew him and we wanted him, no, we needed him. He was ours, and
we knew it. We loved him. He was the gift to Mike and me.
At a slight movement in the doorway, Kate and Tom looked up to see John
standing there, his face ravaged by stark emotion. My place was already there, he said,
stunned. I never knew. My place was already there. With incredible strength of will,
John managed to pull himself together emotionally. After several deep breaths, he looked
directly at Tom. I hated that shitty green jacket, too. He laughed brokenly as Tom
levered himself up out of his wheelchair and limped into Johns open arms.
Promise me, John, that youll talk this over with Mike. He has absolutely no
inkling of how youve been feeling. Tell him what you told Kate tonight and ask him
about the day you arrived at the orphanage. But talk to Mike.
Talk to me about what? Whats going on here? John, whats the matter? What
the hell is going on? Mike looked at Tom and Kate with anger and suspicion as he came
into the room.
John grabbed Mike with one arm and held onto him tightly. Mike, no. Tom just
gave me an unexpected gift. The gift of knowledge. Please, let me try to explain.
While youre talking, Kate and I will go downstairs and stall for as long as we
can. Remember, youll have all night to do in-depth explanations. Tom looked intently
at Mike and John, then turned and limped back to his wheelchair.
Chapter 9
Mike and John returned to the pool room fifteen minutes later. John looked fine.
No one would ever know he had experienced an emotional revelation. Mike, however,
was another story. He looked as if hed had a bad shock. And he couldnt seem to drag
his worried eyes away from John. Finally, Mike came over to Tom and Kate.
I know hes going to explain everything later, when we dont have all of this
confusion, but all he keeps saying is My place was already there. And when I try to get
him to explain, he gets all emotional. Help me. Its killing me not to know how to help
him.
Kate quickly explained the basics of what had happened, how John had overheard
Tom telling her that he and Mike didnt let John into their bond, but that his place was
already there and they were just waiting for him to arrive and claim it. Mikes jaw
dropped and his eyes widened in stunned comprehension.
Never, ever would I have thought to express it that way, but its exactly what we
both felt. Thats why he keeps saying
Mike, can I make a suggestion?
Mike nodded, still trying to compose himself.
Kate smiled and said, If you can, back off a little, lighten up, and give him the
time to come to terms with the change in his perception of his past. You cant do it for
him, Mike. He has to do it for himself. You have to be there for him to talk to whenever
hes ready.
Tom suddenly sat up with a grin and a devilish gleam in his eyes. You know,
Mike, we both remember that shitty green jacket he wore, right? Well, Id like to find
someone to make a duplicate one up for John, adult-sized. Think hed appreciate that?
Mike snickered and then chuckled. Oh, yeah, Im sure hed appreciate that one.
He really hated that jacket. Mike suddenly sobered. Thanks, guys. Ill wait until hes
ready to talk about it, but at least now I have some idea of whats going on in his head. It
helps.
The next hour things started to calm down. Tom and Kate went back to their table
in the corner where they were out of the way, but able to see what was going on in the
room. They saw Mike answer his cell phone and make a comment to John. Mike and
John both stood and walked out of the room. When they returned a few minutes later,
they had two men with them. Tom sat up straighter, blew out a rough breath, and then sat
back with a smile. Mike and John have called in some of our old friends, if Im not
mistaken.
Kate looked with interest at the two men. They were older than the rest of the M-
G crews, well, maybe not older than all of them, but in their late thirties or early forties at
a minimum. Oddly enough, they were rather unremarkable. If shed had to describe them,
it would have been difficult. There was a slight difference in height and hair color, but
both had average features, and their hair had the same modified military cut. Mike led
them over to the table where Sheriff Whittaker and Carolanne were still talking together.
Even though the men seemed to be responding in a friendly and sociable manner,
there was an edge to them, a hard edge. They had positioned themselves almost facing
each other and their eyes began a casual quartering of the part of the room they were
facing, assessing and absorbing the details.
During the handshaking and introductions at the table, they had each moved
unobtrusively into the opposite position where they each repeated the room scan. It was
done so smoothly that if Kate hadnt been looking intently at them, she would never have
noticed. From the set of his shoulders, she had an idea that Sheriff Whittaker knew
exactly what theyd done and why. She also noted the almost infinitesimal nod of their
heads at Tom as they caught sight of him when they scanned the room.
Before they got to Kate and Tom, Mike took them through to the therapy room
where they examined the hidden passage in detail.
It was a few minutes after they left the therapy room before they got around to
where Tom and Kate were sitting. Mike had made sure that the guests were introduced to
each and every member of the crew, while John seemed to be speaking very seriously
with Ben. Finally, Ben stood and nodded in agreement and they walked toward Tom and
Kate at the same time the others did.
The handshakes were effusive as Tom greeted his old friends.
Kate, I want you to meet Ian Davies and Trent Palmer, two old friends I havent
seen in almost ten years. Ian, Trent, this is my wife, Kate, he said proudly.
Its a pleasure to meet both of you, said Kate quietly. And thank you for
coming.
I think, said Mike, that we should find a place where we can sit and talk
privately.
Absolutely, Mike, why dont we adjourn to the library? Tom steered his chair
toward the door, and the others followed.
* * * *
Kate sat at the table in the library, listening apprehensively as the men discussed
the situation.
From the games this asshole is playing, hes clever, hes dangerous, and hes
sick. Ian stated. Thats a bad combination. Not only that, but hes a long-range planner
willing to risk exposure. Hes already proved that when he learned Tom was coming
home from the hospital and was having a special physical therapy room constructed. He
walked in bold as brass and conned the whole construction crew and bosses until he was
able to construct his secret spy room right under their noses. Let me make one other
point. This guy was not only able to mix with the contractors crew without a problem, he
was able to do high quality work and do it quickly and by himself. That gives us another,
higher category of construction workers to check.
Ian turned to Trent. Any thoughts, Trent?
Thats a good point, Ian. I also think we need to start at the beginning. We need
to find out what precipitated the attack on Tom. We have the date of the car accident, and
were going to have to work backward from that date to see if we can find anything that
connects to Tom in any way, no matter how tenuous. Dont you agree, Ben?
Let me make note of the date of the accident, and Ill check our office records
for any local reports or calls that happened within a month or two of the accident, Ben
said slowly. My only problem is that with one deputy in the hospital I cant promise an
early answer. Im really stretched thin. I can only promise that Ill do my best.
Mike made a notation in a small spiral notebook. I may be able to help you, Ben.
But Ill have to get back to you on that.
Hey, Im sure youre better with computers than I am, so any help you can give
will be appreciated. Ill even let you use my office, Mike. Ben sighed deeply. Well,
since Ive got my assignment, its time for me to get back to the office and file my
reports. If anything else comes up, be sure to call me. Ian, Trent, its been a pleasure.
Tom, I can see myself out. Oh, before I go, Kate, would you please pass along my
compliments and thanks to Mrs. Mallory? Dinner was fantastic.
Will do, Ben. Good night. Kate sat quietly while the men discussed possible
avenues of action and investigation. Finally, she couldnt hold it in any longer.
Tom, she said hesitantly. When did you start walking with crutches or a cane?
Do you remember?
The room suddenly went silent as they all looked at Tom.
I guess, he said hesitantly, maybe a month, or a month and a half ago. But I
wasnt really walking. It was more lurching and stumbling and frequent falls, even with
the crutch or the cane. Why?
Because this maniac had to have a reason to attack you again after almost three
years. And those letters on your bed were an attack, or at least the threat of an attack. I
believe he was satisfied as long as he could see you were suffering and confined to your
wheelchair. But once you began showing a marked improvement, once it looked to him
as if you were going to walk again, he had to act.
Shes right! Damn it, she hit it on the button. There is no other reason for the
renewed threat that makes sense. John paced back and forth in frustration.
But why? Why did he attack me in the first place? I cant think of any possible
reason. Toms fist came down on the table with heavy force.
Well find the reason, Tom. Just give us a chance. Since Ians now working out
of Los Angeles and Im out of San Francisco, we can check for information from
counties surrounding yours that Ben wouldnt have access to. Ben will handle the local
area reports just fine, with some help of course, since hes shorthanded. Now Ian and I
have to get going. Well decide how were going to split up the information search en
route to the airport. For now, hang in there, Tom. Well be in contact with you soon. It
was a pleasure meeting you, Kate. Trent shook her hand with a slightly distracted smile
on his face.
Tom, well be in touch. Congratulations on your marriage. Your wifes not only
beautiful, but extremely intelligent. But then, you always did have the devils own luck.
Suddenly serious he said, Its been a real pleasure, Kate. Im so happy for you and
Tom.
Within thirty seconds they were gone, and a pensive silence settled throughout the
room. Finally, Mike picked up his cell phone and called Connor, requesting that he and
Carolanne come to the library for a meeting.
As soon as Connor and Carolanne were seated, John and Mike outlined the facts,
as they knew them, of the initial attack on Tom and as much background as they could.
The biggest problem we have is that Tom can recall nothing in his past that
would incur a cold, murderous rage of this magnitude. This is no simple case of feuding
neighbors, or road rage, or anything that mundane. We believe this is a case of the
perpetrators mindset, his perception of something he believes Tom was involved in. As
you know, what we thought was a car accident was, in fact, an attempt at murder. We
believe that something occurred within a month or two of Toms accident and that the
perp is punishing Tom for a perceived wrong. John sat down, and Mike continued.
Ian and Trent are going to pull information from the surrounding counties and
townships on any incident that has any relation to Tom, whether it relates to a car of his, a
cat of his, or anything else of his that could be twisted into a reason for murder.
May I say something? Carolanne asked.
Go right ahead. At this point we welcome any suggestions or viewpoints.
I think it might be a mistake to concentrate only on any files that refer to Mr.
Martins by name, or to a possession of his. I think any file regarding serious injury,
accident, or death should be brought to Mr. Martins attention. For example, it could be
that he might recognize a person involved in an open case of battery, murder, or accident.
Even a cold case could have a perp acting to prevent any further inquiry. Im sorry, Mr.
Martins. I know it wouldnt be pleasant to have to look at many of the files, but I think it
could be important. Carolanne shrugged and sat back in her chair.
I dont care if I have to look through thousands of files, as long as I can get this
maniac off of our backs. Whatever it takes, Ill do. You can bring the damn files by the
truckload if you want, and Ill search through every single one, Tom said forcefully.
I agree with Carolanne and Tom, said Kate as she grabbed Toms hand in
support.
Actually, so do I, Mike said slowly as he leaned against the desk. But thats
another problem we have. We need to get this information as soon as possible. Ben has
promised to try to get his files together, but with one deputy in the hospital, hes
hamstrung. There is no way hell be able to spread himself that thin. Ive offered to help
him out with the computer and paperwork, but Im on the target list, too. I was hoping
He looked at Carolanne with raised eyebrows.
That Id volunteer? Carolanne asked with a grin.
Yep. Thats exactly what I was hoping. Are you?
Yeah. Im definitely volunteering. As long as Im not officially working for the
sheriffs office, its fine.
No, you would still be on our payroll, with a hefty bonus thrown in. Youd be
there only as an outside consultant. Would that be okay?
Perfect. Ill be at his office first thing in the morning.
That honestly helps, Carolanne, because you actually have an understanding of
the type of files we need, said Mike with relief. But, just for my own information, why
do you have a problem working for the sheriffs office?
Its a well-known fact that Sheriff Ben Whittaker has a very rigid no
fraternization policy with his employees. Now, Connor will tell you that on company
time I dont fool around, at all, ever. But on my own time, after working hours, well, that
sheriff had better turn in his cowboy boots for a pair of fast running shoes.
The room erupted into chuckles and into outright guffaws. Except for Connor,
who looked slightly scandalized.
Carolanne, Mike said through his laughter, my money is on you!
As it should be, she said with a wink. Now, if there is nothing further you need
me for, Im going home to get my beauty rest.
Were through, said John, still smiling. Go get him, Carolanne. But make sure
someone walks you to your car.
She nodded and walked out of the room with a quick wave of her hand.
As much as I hate to say it, John began slowly, exhaustion heavy in his voice.
I agree. We need to be available for Connor and the teams tonight, finished
Mike. In fact, I think one of us ought to grab a cot and sleep down there.
No need to grab a cot, Tom said. There is a mattress in the closet in the
therapy room along with sheets and pillowcases. When I first started therapy, the pain
would be so severe it would sometimes cause me to black out for a few seconds. Or I
would be so exhausted by the end of a session that Id have to stretch out on my back for
a short period of time. No comments, please. I know I was overdoing it, and I knew it
then.
John stood up and yawned and stretched. Ill head on down there now, find out
the status of the teams and whats going on before I turn in.
Thats a good idea, John. But I dont think our perp is going to do anything more
tonight. There are too many people here now. And he was busy as hell this morning and
again early this evening. Im sure hes aware now that his secret hiding place has been
found or he wouldnt have had to use the pool this afternoon. This isnt going to be over
for a while, at least until we find out who this madman is, but I think tonight, with our
teams all over the place, he wont attempt another break-in.
I agree, Mike. Although weve still got to have the rooms all checked and make
sure he doesnt have a third or fourth way to access the interior of the house. Thatll take
at least twenty-four hours, or more, depending on what we find. We still dont know if
those cameras were remoted outside the mansion or if theres a recorder inside.
Well get him, but as you said, until were sure he cant get into the mansion,
one of us is going to have to stick to Tom and Katie like glue, Mike remarked. Why
dont I stay with them tonight, and well switch off and you can take tomorrow night?
Thanks, Mike, I appreciate it. Maybe I can get my brain squared around in time
for breakfast tomorrow. Care to join me?
You bet. Mrs. Mallory has made fresh cinnamon rolls for breakfast tomorrow.
Ill even brew your favorite coffee. Mike smiled warmly at John.
Ill look forward to it. Good night, all, he said as he nodded and left the room.
Hell be fine, Mike, said Tom.
I know. I know. Hes already done a hell of a job in pulling himself together. Its
just that after all this timeI never dreamed he felt that way.
Face it, Mike, its been that kind of a day. Weve all been on a string of
emotional roller coaster rides which started at breakfast and took us up and down over
and over again for the rest of the day and into the evening. Kate rubbed her face with
both hands. At least were ending the day on a positive note. Im done for the night. Im
almost falling asleep just sitting here.
Youre right, Kate. Its time for us to turn in for the night together. No more
separate bedrooms, said Tom with a yawn. Never did like roller coasters, he mumbled
as he turned his wheelchair toward the door. Come on, Mike. Youre with us tonight.
Chapter 10
The bar was on the edge, sliding inelegantly toward the seedier side of the
business. Located on the outer perimeter of upscale lounges and sports bars, The Bird of
Paradise had failed miserably to attract the high-end clientele it had aimed for. The only
birds currently in the bar were those soiled doves who sold their services to the
highest bidder, and they were watching the sloppy drunk at the bar with wary caution.
Each of them had been with him at one time or another in the past few weeks and had the
bruises and scars from his fists to prove it. The only reason the bartender didnt throw
him out was the size of his bar bill. That kind of money was scarce in this neighborhood.
Barney had warned him to clean up his act and keep his hands off of the girls or hed call
the cops.
If he had only wanted sex, it would have been no problem. They didnt call him
the dickless dude for nothing.
Once the pattern of his drinking had become common knowledge, the girls had
formulated a plan of escape. At the first obscenity leaving his lips, the girls who had no
customer on the line would exit, one at a time, until only one was left. The bartender
would then distract him so that she, too, could escape. By the time he reached the out-of-
control stage, the women would be gone. Some of the women would find another bar or
just call it a night, and a few would go around to the back of the bar to the storage room
and wait until dickless left.
* * * *
But tonight Marylou was still talking to an older man in the far booth. Shed had
high hopes that hed come through as a paying customer. So far though, all he wanted to
do was talk about another woman, which actually wasnt all that unusual. He was starting
to creep her out though, calling her Rosie, even though shed told him several times that
her name was Marylou.
He had also scolded her for cutting her hair and for wearing makeup, for Gods
sake. For the last three years shed worn her black hair cut in a short mop of curls. Her
large hazel eyes were her best feature, and she used eyeliner and shadow to accent them.
Tonight she was wearing green contacts, but she also had blue and brown contacts just
for a change. Maybe shed give it up for tonight and take the loss.
Mister, I gotta go to the ladies room. Ill be right back.
All right, Rosie, but hurry up. Im getting tired.
She made it into the restroom and stared at her reflection wearily. Her eyes were
bloodshot and her makeup beginning to streak. She had just turned twenty-one last month
and looked every bit of thirty-one, at least. And the customers seemed to be getting
weirder and scarier. The fun and excitement was gone.
Definitely time to get out of the business, before she ended up in the hospital, or
was drugged out of her mind and roped into Salazars stable of girls, or worse. And
Salazar had been eyeing her lately. He had been making it obvious that her time as an
independent was running out. Suddenly, the neighborhood was becoming very
dangerous, if not deadly. Tonight was no exception. Dickless had been glaring at her as
she walked by.
Well, Marylou, she said to her reflection in the mirror. Theres no time like the
present, is there? She popped her contacts out, grabbed a paper towel, took the small
tube of makeup remover from her purse, and began scrubbing her face. After discarding
the third paper towel and patting her face dry with another one, Marylou looked into the
mirror with a start of surprise.
It was no longer her working face looking back at her with tired eyes, naked
without the necessary heavy makeup. It was definitely the old Marylou, looking much
younger and looking hopeful. Anticipation, determination, and hope stared back at her
from the face in the mirror. She could make a new life work. She would make a new life
work.
Frantically, she searched her purse until she found the card with the phone
number on it. Consuela, the woman who ran the area safe house just down the street, had
told her she could call day or night and someone would either come and get her or make
arrangements for her to be admitted to the safe house.
Marylou grabbed her cell phone and dialed the number immediately. She couldnt
understand where the sudden uneasiness and fear had come from. Shed been walking
and working these streets at all hours for several years, but now, with the hope of a new
future and the new possibilities in front of her, she was afraid. Afraid something would
take away her chance to change her life, to get out of the downward spiral she could see
sucking her deeper and deeper into nothingness.
The arrangements took barely sixty seconds to make by phone. Consuela advised
her that she would be at the bar within ten minutes. When Marylou told her about
dickless and how hed used his fists on her and others, Consuela said that shed bring
Reuben with her and for Marylou to lock the door and wait in the ladies room. Quickly,
Marylou shot the flimsy bolt on the door.
While she waited, she began cleaning out her purse. She hummed a light melody
as she threw away the dark, heavy cosmetics shed been using and resolved to buy
lighter, more natural-looking makeup as soon as she could.
The sudden rattling as the doorknob was turned, followed by a fist pounding on
the door, startled her, and she let out a small, frightened gasp. Her heart began thudding
with fear.
I know youre in there. Get out here! The words were slurred, but she didnt
have any trouble understanding them or who was now ramming his shoulder against the
door. Dickless was on a rampage.
Go away, she cried. I quit. Im no longer working. Just leave me alone. Her
hands shaking, she quickly scooped everything back into her purse and secured it. She
only needed enough time for Consuela and Reuben to arrive. But Marylou doubted that
the flimsy lock would hold. She could see the nails holding the bolt mechanism to the
doorjamb pulling farther away from the wood with each impact of his shoulder.
Youll pay, bitch, he screamed each time his shoulder hit the door. Youll pay!
Nobody quits on Scott Thomasson. Nobody!
With that, the bolt finally gave way and the door slammed back against the wall,
and Scotts drunken momentum carried him past her and into the door of one of the stalls.
Filled with panic, Marylou quickly whipped out of the door and ran into the main
bar area looking for the bartender, Consuela, or anyone who could help hide her. As she
looked behind the bar, she saw Barney stretched out, unconscious. One of the customers
was behind the bar at Barneys side, trying to revive him. Yet another customer was on
his cell phone, and Marylou could hear him giving directions to the bar. Terrified, she
started to run toward the door, even though she knew it was the worst thing she could do.
If he caught her outside, away from witnesses, well, it wouldnt be pretty.
At that point a hand painfully grabbed her shoulder and violently spun her around
to the sight of a fist coming directly at her face.
Fucking whore, she heard him roar. She managed to lean back and turn her
head, and the blow glanced off of her jaw, sending bright, colorful shooting stars
exploding behind her closed eyes.
Nooo! Rosie! That enraged scream was the last thing she heard before the
shooting stars faded into black and she passed out.
Chapter 11
Mike was taking his first sip of the strong coffee hed just brewed when his cell
phone rang. The last two days and nights had been busy and chaotic. He and John had
had several long discussions regarding their past, and everything seemed to be going
along smoothly. Almost back to normal.
The teams had not been able to find any other hidden access to the house, but they
had located the recording device in one of the storage rooms and had found several other
listening devices. But at last, the house seemed to be clean and secure. Even the locks had
been changed in case the intruder had made a set of keys. Mike and John had decided to
send home at least one of the teams after breakfast and maybe another team after lunch.
Get your ass out of bed and turn your computer on, snarled Ben.
What?
Ive already had three phone calls, and its not even 6:30 a.m. yet. But apparently
the guy youre looking for is on YouTube, Twitter, and every other online news source
and bulletin board on the Internet. It seems like every damn construction worker I talked
to who worked on your addition is calling me this morning. Damn, theres another call
coming in. Ill talk to you as soon as I can get there.
While he put his cell phone on speaker and keyed in Johns speed dial, Mike
opened the kitchen computer desk and started pulling up YouTube.
Whats up, Mike?
I think weve got him!
Mike? Where are you? Johns demanded impatiently.
In the kitchen on the computer. Get here as soon as you can. Bens already on his
way. He should be here in a few minutes. Just got a call from him saying that hes been
getting calls this morning from the construction workers he had talked to that our perp is
on YouTube. Almost got it. Yep, this must be it. And there he is, big as life. Oh, my God,
and that son of a bitch Scott Thomasson is involved in this, too. Everyone in that bar last
night must have taken pictures with their cell phones.
Show me, said John as he quickly walked into the kitchen, slipping his cell
phone into the pocket of his unbuttoned shirt.
Mike hit a key, and the screen filled with the frightened face of what looked to be
a very young woman and then the fist that clipped her chin, followed by Scott
Thomassons hate-filled face as he pulled his fist back for another blow. Before the
second blow could land, his fist was grabbed and violently wrenched behind his back.
Although they couldnt see the brutal twist his wrist received, they could see Scotts face
contorted in sudden, surprised agony, his mouth opened in a silent scream before his eyes
rolled up into his head and he obviously passed out.
Filling the screen then was the enraged face of the man theyd been looking for.
The one they never thought theyd find so easily. Mike paused the play and hit the print
button. Seconds later his image emerged from the printer. His hair was white now instead
of the salt-and-pepper it had been when the therapy room had been constructed, but
otherwise it was the same face.
They resumed play and watched their man kneel beside the woman on the floor
and gently stroke her face. There was an odd, puzzled look on his face as he stared
intently at her. Seconds later he was pushed aside as a thin, scrawny woman and a giant
bear of a man rushed into the bar, followed almost immediately by the paramedics and
police. In the ensuing commotion, they could see their man edge toward the door. They
watched him step back and grasp the doorframe near his head as a stretcher was rushed
into the bar, nearly colliding with him. He looked back once, shook his head as if to clear
it, and then disappeared into the night.
As they drank their coffee, they watched three other versions, each from a
different perspective, but still the same basic action. One version they played several
times, grinning at each other. This shot was from the side and had a perfect view as
Scotts arm was jerked behind his back. The deliberate and vicious twist of his wrist was
so graphic they could almost see and hear the bones being crushed, twisted, and broken.
Damn, I could almost like that guy for taking out Thomassons wrist with as
much pain as possible. I dont think Scotts going to be using that fist on any more
women. In fact, Id lay odds that hell never use that hand with any semblance of
normalcy ever again, said John with satisfaction.
Im sure not going to take any odds on that one, John. But look at this photo.
Look at his eyes and the expression on his face. Hes really scary. Spooky as hell. I dont
think Ive ever seen a more vivid example of madness. Id better get this photo and the
online websites faxed to Trent and Ian. His fingers raced over the keyboard. They can
access databases that might be able to put a name to this face. And Im making an extra
copy for Ben. He should be here at any minute.
Who should be here at any minute? asked Tom as he and Kate entered the
kitchen. He guided his wheelchair over to the computer desk and peered at the computer
screen.
Weve got him! Mike and I both remember seeing him and talking to him during
construction. Look at this picture and see if you recognize him from the car crash. Bens
on his way. Hes the one who called us with the information. John handed the
photograph to Tom and stepped back, watching his reaction.
Oh, my God! Thats him! Thats him! I could never forget that face, Tom said,
shaken. But why? Why has he targeted me? I dont remember ever seeing him before
the car crash or having any type of business dealings with him. Nothing!
Tom, said Kate softly. Look at his face. Hes not sane. Theres true madness in
his face and eyes, and unfortunately, madness has its own logic.
Theres a lot worse to see, or better, depending on your viewpoint. Mike
quickly queued up the computer to the first of the four videos as Kate and Tom sat in
front of the computer screen, intently watching the action unfold.
That son of a bitch, Thomasson! exclaimed Tom heatedly as he watched him
strike the young woman.
Not another word was spoken as they watched all four videos, until they watched
the one which showed his wrist being crushed and broken.
I dont have the least bit of sympathy for that miserable asshole, said Tom
coldly. I hope they dump him in jail and throw away the key. He looked back at John
and Mike. Whats the next step?
Well, said Mike. Weve forwarded the picture and the YouTube and other
websites to Ian and Trent. They may be able to make an I.D. on this guy. Ben is also on
his way and should be here any moment. And it looks like Mrs. Mallory has arrived to
start breakfast. Why dont we wait until after we have breakfast and talk to Ben? We may
have more information to work with then.
Sounds like a winner, Mike. John commented as he opened the kitchen door for
Mrs. Mallory.
What a welcoming committee, said Mrs. Mallory as she entered the kitchen.
Good morning, everyone.
Mrs. Mallory, well be out of your way in just a few minutes, said John after the
round of good mornings ceased.
Take your time. I have a few things to set up before I start breakfast. Its no
problem.
By the way, Mrs. Mallory, Sheriff Whittaker was here two nights ago for dinner
and wanted me to extend his thanks and appreciation for a wonderful meal. And Im sure
hell be here for breakfast, too. Were expecting him any minute, said Kate with a smile.
What a nice thing for him to say. Im so glad he enjoyed his meal. Now, Id
better get busy. Are you expecting twelve people for breakfast, then?
Actually, said Mike. We may have one or two more, but we dont yet know
whether all of them will be down at the same time since they worked in shifts last night.
Not a problem. But I warn you, if thirteen people show up for breakfast, Ill have
to join you and make it fourteen. Its not that Im superstitious, you understand, but
theres no sense in taking chances, right?
As you said, Mrs. Mallory, not a problem, Tom replied with a smile. Well be
in the library until breakfast is ready.
* * * *
First things, first, said Tom as they settled with their coffee in the library. I
want to find out what happened to that young woman Thomasson knocked out. Ben
might have more information, but if not, Id like to have the hospitals checked and find
out how she is and if she needs anything. And from the way that the perp acted with
her, maybe she knows something about him. At least it would give us a place to start.
John took out his cell phone and keyed in a number. Lets get Connor up here
and fill him in on whats going on. Connor, this is John. We need you here in the library
for an update on some new information weve received. Right. Okay, see you in a few.
John closed his phone and looked around with a serious expression on his face.
We dont know if our perp is aware that his face is being spread across the
Internet or not. If he is aware, it could push forward his plans to eliminate us, one by one.
Thats why Id like to use Connor to do some checking, find that girl, and if she agrees,
bring her here so that we can talk to her. What do you think? He looked at Mike, then at
Tom and Kate, waiting.
Perfect, John. That way we can stay here with Tom and Katie. At this point I
dont feel comfortable leaving them alone in the house, even with some of our teams
here.
Thank you, Mike. Toms voice shook with emotion as he said to John, I hate
to admit it, but I agree with Mike. As far as Kates safety is concerned I trust the two of
you implicitly. I know your teams are first rate, but its Kates safety, and I would prefer
to keep both of you here.
John nodded and turned to open the door at Connors knock.
It didnt take long to brief Connor on what had happened in the bar last night and
to pass him the photo Mike had printed. His eyes lit up as they gave him the Internet
websites and explained what they wanted him to investigate.
As soon as Ben gets here, well know more and can plan in depth what our next
step should be, said John.
* * * *
The Sheriffs here.
Okay, Mike, Ill go let him in. John quickly left the library and returned a few
minutes later with Ben and Carolanne.
Carolanne entered the library first, followed closely by Ben. He kept one hand on
Carolannes waist as he steered her toward a chair in front of the desk. He stood behind
her chair, one hand resting on her shoulder.
Ive already briefed Carolanne on what happened last night. The girlBen
referred to a small notebookMarylou Kasden, was taken to Metropolitan hospital and
kept overnight. As far as we have been able to learn, she is going to be released today.
Once we have the name of the white-haired man, we can pull him in for questioning.
Unfortunately, given Marylous profession, she may not have been given a name by the
man. If hes a regular, we may be able to get some information from her. But, if not, Im
sure as Im standing here that were going to hear from someone who can put a name to
that face. The Internet exposure is pretty much worldwide and someone, somewhere, is
going to recognize him.
Youre right, Ben, said Mike. Connor is meeting Consuela at the hospital this
morning and will be bringing Ms. Kasden here if she agrees to answer a few questions.
Apparently, a local pimp has decided all of the free advertising would work to his benefit
if she was one of his girls. According to Consuela, the word is out that this Salazar is
going to make a grab for Ms. Kasden sometime today or tomorrow. We dont intend to
let that happen.
Im glad to hear it, said Ben. Just let me know if I can help. Salazar has a very
bad rep, and Id love to bust him. And, speaking of being busted, the bartender is filing
assault and battery charges against Scott Thomasson. Maybe Ms. Kasden will, too,
although its not strictly necessary.
We can only hope, muttered Mike.
After Ben filled me in this morning, I called the hospital. Thomasson is in
surgery as we speak. They wouldnt give me any more information than that. Carolanne
looked up at Ben with a small smile before continuing. I do have several friends, I mean,
sources at the hospital, and I understand there is another prostitute in the hospital that
Thomasson nearly killed. She hasnt named him to the police, but apparently he is well-
known among the girls at The Bird of Paradise and has a bad habit of going into violent
rages and taking it out physically on the girls. Itll be quite a while before she will be
released from the hospital.
Connor, check with Ms. Kasden at the hospital. Bring her here if shes willing.
We can help if she wants to make a change in her life, and if not, well, we can give her a
small break before she returns to her old life. Kate stood up and addressed the rest of the
group. Im sure Mrs. Mallory has breakfast ready by this time, so why dont we adjourn
to the dining room? Unless you have something urgent scheduled for this morning,
Sheriff, please join us. That way Connor can get something to eat before he has to leave.
As the group began leaving the library, Mike pulled Ben and Connor aside and
nodded to John, who shut the door again and joined them. I think we need to take
precautions about this Salazar possibly following Ms. Kasden here from the hospital. We
dont need any more problems. And we dont know if this asshole is still watching us
here. Anyone have any suggestions?
Why not use a decoy vehicle? said John as he sat back down. Or, better yet,
they dont even have to come back here at all. Why not have Kate and Tom come with us
to the hospital. We can arrange for a conference room there. That way Consuela can see
and talk to Ms. Kasden, as well as Kate and Tom, in safety. A second vehicle can be used
to transport Ms. Kasden if she decides to accept the offer of relocation and assistance.
Damn quick thinking, John. I think it covers all of the bases. Ben shook his
head in admiration and grabbed his hat. Why dont we get some breakfast and let Tom
and Kate in on your plans. In fact, I think it might be wise for Carolanne and me to visit
the hospital, too. I know the city police have already talked to Ms. Kasden, but Id still
like to sit in on the meeting to see if she can provide any information on your mysterious
white-haired man. We can also watch the exit for any cars trying to follow, and damn
sure find some way to stop them, even if its just long enough for your car to disappear.
Id love a chance at that creep Salazar!
I think youre right, Sheriff. The more cars, the less theyd know which one to
follow, said Connor, excitement filling his expressive face before he stopped, then
continued more thoughtfully. But, now that I think about it, I doubt if Salazar or his men
expect Ms. Kasden to be picked up at all. Certainly not in an expensive car or limo.
Theyd more likely be looking for her to take a cab or the bus. Either way, its best not to
take anything for granted. If we plan for the worst, we wont be taken by surprise. Ill just
grab a quick bite to eat and then contact the hospital and arrange for a conference room
before I leave, if that meets with your approval? He looked at Mike and John.
Its your investigation, Connor. You do what you think is best. If we have any
suggestions later, well discuss them with you. John nodded at Mike.
Go for it, Connor! Mike grinned and got up, signaling the end of the meeting.
Chapter 12
The faint odor of disinfectant seemed to follow them into the conference room of
the hospital. There was a flurry of introductions before they settled into their chairs.
Marylou looked slightly uncomfortable and chose a chair next to Consuela.
Marylou listened warily as Connor explained that her hospital expenses had been
paid and that she would be offered a one-week vacation with the opportunity to train for a
vocation of her choice, along with relocation to a new city for a fresh start, if she so
desired. Her mouth dropped open and tears flooded her eyes as a spark of hope began
growing inside.
Consuela patted Marylous shoulder, I believe you can trust these people to help
you. Give yourself a chance. But if you are afraid or uneasy, I will gladly stay with you
until all of the arrangements have been completed to your satisfaction.
Thank you, but Im not afraid at all. In fact, I cant wait to start my new life.
Marylou looked at the assembled group, and said, Im only sorry I couldnt give you
more information on the white-haired man. It was really creepy the way he kept calling
me Rosie and yelling at me for cutting my hair.
Marylou, said Consuela. I dont think its safe for you to return to your
apartment. The word on the street is that Salazar has some of his men waiting for you
there.
Marylous face turned white with fear.
Dont worry, Marylou, said Mike. If youll go with Connor, hell make
arrangements to have two of our agents, Sophie and Gina, drive you to Los Angeles.
Well set up a hotel suite for the three of you under Ginas name for a few nights. At least
until we can set up an apartment and have you talk to a counselor to determine what
youd like to study. It may take a few days to set up everything. Is that okay with you?
Sure. But why would they do all of this for someone they dont even know?
A lot of reasons, Mike said as he shepherded everyone out of the conference
room. First, they can afford it. Second, you somehow got involved with the man who
has been making serious threats against Mr. and Mrs. Martins. In fact, this man caused
the accident that put Mr. Martins in that wheelchair. Third, they offered just because they
like making a positive difference in someones life.
A short time later, they followed Connor through a maze of hospital corridors
until finally reaching a service elevator to the loading dock. Connor hurried Marylou and
Consuela into the back of a waiting limousine with heavily tinted windows. He jumped
into the front passenger seat and the limo took off down the service roadway. A few
minutes later a second limousine pulled up to the loading dock and picked up the
remaining group.
Chapter 13
The limousine slowly made its way up the winding mountain road, frequently
swerving to avoid the gaping pot holes that littered its surface. John and Mike had put up
the black-out and sound-proofing screens, giving the four of them privacy.
Yeah, Ben, whats up? John said and put his cell phone on speaker mode.
Just heard that three of Salazars men have been arrested for breaking and
entering Marylous apartment and for possession of a number of drugs, including a
syringe they believe to contain a knock-out drug. Marylou would never have stood a
snowballs chance in hell of getting away from them.
Great news, Ben. Have you heard anything more on the identity of our guy?
No, nothing yet, but I expect to hear something soon. Carolanne is going to
check out the name Rosie to see if anything comes up in that connection. Well let you
know. We also managed to get a good print from the doorframe of the Bird of Paradise.
Thats being sent to Ian and Trent.
Okay, John said after Ben had disconnected. I guess Marylou is taken care of.
Its up to her from now on. And, Mike, you took care of texting Ian and Trent regarding
the name Rosie, earlier, didnt you? At Mikes nod, John got up from his chair and
moved next to Kate on the long bench seat.
Now, how have you been doing, Kate? John stroked her face gently before
reaching down and grasping her hand in his.
Ive been doing just fine, John. Why?
Well, I guess I just wanted to make sure you had no regrets about what happened
two nights ago between the four of us. He squeezed her fingers gently before bringing
them to his lips for a kiss. We havent had a chance to let you know how much that
evening meant to us, or to tell you how absolutely fantastic you are. God, I cant tell you
how much I wish this mess was completely behind us so that we can concentrate on the
four of us.
Oh, John! I have no regrets at all about that evening, only eagerness and
anticipation for the next time we can all be together. I loved it, all of it.
Johns eyebrow lifted quizzically and a smile tipped up one corner of his mouth.
Even your spanking, when you came like a wild woman?
Spanking? Spanking? What spanking? said Mike.
Color rushed to Kates face at Mikes startled exclamation of surprise.
You spanked our Katie? And she came? Where was I? How come no one told
me about spanking Katie? I would have loved to have seen that! Can we spank you again,
Katie, so that I can watch and spank you, too? Can we?
Mike looked so hopeful and excited that Kate laughed out loud.
Well, overstimulation of my
She means, Tom continued slyly, she means her clit was so overstimulated
from being sucked and played with that when John spanked her pussy, she came like
crazy, bucking and rising up to meet each stroke of his hand as it came down between her
legs. Didnt you, babe? And I even held her pussy lips open so that she could feel
everything. And she loved it. She loved each stroke, didnt you, sweetheart?
Mikes eyes grew larger as Tom spoke. He turned to John. You spanked her
pussy? She came when you spanked her clit? John, why didnt you tell me you actually
spanked our Katie between her legs? Oh, the picture that creates in my mind is so hot!
Mike stiffened suddenly, holding himself absolutely still for a few seconds before
relaxing again.
Shit, that was close. Just hearing about John spanking our Katies pussy nearly
made me come in my pants. It was that hot. His cock had swollen to epic proportions,
and he tried to rearrange it within his trousers.
Mike looked out of the window and said, Damn it, weve got at least another half
hour before we get home, and thats being generous considering the gaping pot holes on
this road. I dont know if I can wait that long. He roughly ran his fingers through his
hair, let out a deep breath, and tried again to adjust the erection tenting his trousers.
* * * *
Torn between amusement and rampant sexual arousal at Mikes excited and
enthusiastic reaction, Kate shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She was aware of the liquid
heat now soaking her panties. Talking about her erotic spanking and watching Mikes
very visible erection was arousing enough, but the idea of watching Mike take care of
his problem increased the flow of juices from her pussy.
So, Mike, Kate said, breathlessly, Why wait until we get home to take care of
your problem? Remember, youre among friends here. Besides, I want to watch you
masturbate. I want to watch you stroke that cock until its shooting your cum. Kates
voice deepened with desire. Come on, Mike. Take it out and let me watch. You guys
promised me I could watch. Do it, Mike. Do it for me.
Mike groaned loudly, and his fingers shook as he unbuttoned the top of his
trousers, eased his zipper down over his tumescent cock, and carefully released it from its
tight confinement. Immediately, he gripped his cock just below its bulbous head,
squeezing tightly until the threat of coming receded.
God, Mike, thats beautiful. Just absolutely fantastic. Kate smiled, glanced at
Toms rapt expression, and then with a mischievous grin she said, Mike, if you play
with your cock and give me a nice show, maybe Ill spread my legs and let you watch
John spank my pussy. But if you can stroke that meat and tell me a down and dirty sexual
fantasy while doing it, Ill spread my legs for you and let you spank my pussy.
This time there were groans from each of the men. John and Tom both took out
their cocks and began pumping and stroking them while Mike still struggled to keep from
coming.
Katie! Mike rasped. I need you on your knees in front of me. Im going to fuck
your mouth until I come, and youre going to take every drop. Now, Katie! Now. Suck it
like a good girl, Katie. Take it all! Then Ill tell you my favorite fantasy.
Kate was already on her knees, sucking wildly, her tongue probing and stroking
before his first sentence was finished. Mike threaded his fingers through her hair as he
held her to his cock. Had the limousine not hit a deep pot hole which thrust his cock
deeper into her throat, Mike might have been able to hold off coming for a little while
longer. But the sensation as his cock hit the back of her throat pushed him over the edge,
and the cum began spurting into her sucking mouth.
Kate finally lifted her head, wiped her mouth and looked up at Mike, and winked
before moving back to the bench next to John.
That was incredible, Kate, said John as he slid one hand between Kates legs,
moving it in a circular motion. Whoa, Kate. You have panties on beneath your skirt.
How do you expect us to be able to pleasure you when youre wearing underwear?
John looked over at Tom with pretended concern. Tom, underwear should be a
real no-no for Kate. And, whats more, her panties arent merely damp, theyre soaking
wet. Talk about a turn-on.
Slipping his fingers inside her panties, John began fingering her pussy. Stand up,
Kate. Let me take your panties off so that we can all see your pussy. Youve been looking
at our cocks and sucking Mikes dick, so we should be able to look at your pussy and
watch you masturbate for us. Right, Tom?
Right. Let John take em off of you, Kate. Then you can spread your legs and
play with your hot pussy, and we can watch you. Thats right, Kate, you look so fantastic
with your panties gone. Sit down and masturbate with us, Kate. Let your talented fingers
strum across that sensitive clit. Rub it, play with it, and make yourself come while we
watch and jerk off with you. That way when we get home, youll be primed and hot for
anything and everything we want to do with you. And we want to do a lot to you and for
you and with you. Youll get anything and everything weve got, babe. I can promise
you, Kate, youll love it all.
Katie, Mike said with a sigh, you are the sexiest thing, sitting there with your
legs spread so wide and that pretty pussy drenched with your liquid fire. Youve already
got me hard again. He gripped his cock with one hand while the other hand rubbed in a
circular motion across its hard crest.
Now as to that fantasy you mentioned, said Mike as he continued stroking his
cock with one hand and massaging his balls with the other. Well, it goes back to the first
time we met you. You were wearing white short shorts and a blue-striped blouse which
were sexy as hell, but covered you perfectly. Except I was sitting on the floor when you
sat down in the chair across from me. I could see up the pant leg of your shorts where
your dark pubic hair was clearly visible, peeking out from the leg of your panties. I was
grateful I was wearing sunglasses because I couldnt take my eyes off of you. Then you
changed your position, and I noticed that your shorts rode up quite high, separating and
outlining your pussy lips, and pressing the seam of the shorts against your clit. I was in a
sexual haze almost all of the rest of that afternoon, my mind creating one sex-filled
scenario after another, with you as the star. Mike looked up as Kate murmured in
surprise. In my fantasy you were tied spread-eagle to my bed, naked. I placed a pillow
beneath your hips, lifting your pretty pussy up in the air.
I never knew you were sexually attracted to Kate, interrupted Tom. I mean, I
knew you both really liked Kate, and that the four of us got along great that first summer,
but you and John were either off screwing each other blind, or you were screwing your
girlfriends until they could hardly walk. I sure had no idea you had any sexual fantasies
involving Kate.
Neither did I, John remarked softly. But I do remember those short shorts.
They were hot and created more than a few sexual fantasies of Kate in my mind, too.
His eyes raked Kate with naked desire, watching one hand stroking her sex while the
fingers of her other hand spread open her pussy lips. Next time, I get to describe my sex
fantasy starring Kate.
Well, let me continue mine, said Mike. I created a scenario in my mind where
Katie would make an appointment with me every week to get her pussy shaved. Id lather
it so gently and then stroke the safety razor over her creamy, smooth skin, carefully
removing every crinkly hair from her pussy. When she was completely bare, Id take
some soothing cream and gently rub it into the naked folds of her pussy.
Mike looked at Kate with a definite twinkle in his eyes. I did allow Tom and
John to play with your tits and to suck on them but only while I rubbed the cream into
your pussy. I even let them fuck your mouth, as long as I didnt have to stop what I was
doing. Of course, you always needed several applications of the soothing cream, and I
had to spend a long, long time rubbing and stroking the cream onto your naked pussy
lips, sometimes rubbing up and down and sometimes rubbing across your folds. There
were also many times that you required a firmer touch, a deeper rubbing. We both
enjoyed that.
Mike, Kate breathed. That is so erotic, so hot.
But, Katie, he said, looking hotly at her. There were many times that summer
when you and Tom were busy and that interfered with your appointments with me. You
were late many times and missed quite a few appointments entirely. That was bad. Very
bad. I couldnt let you get away with that, now could I? You can understand that I had to
do something about that, right? You needed to be punished for ruining my schedule,
didnt you? You would always consent to a full evening of discipline because you knew
you were bad and you knew that the three of us would be participating in your
punishment. His eyes grew darker and his expression became more intense as the sound
of heavy breathing increased in the car.
Suddenly, Mike looked hesitant. Uh, maybe Id better skip this first part. It gets a
little far out here.
No! Kate cried out. I want to hear it, all of it. Dont you dare stop, Mike. Dont
you dare. Besides, even though we might not want to act out a particular fantasy, just
listening to an over-the-top fantasy can be incredibly arousing. Pretty much any
playacting between consenting adults goes. Besides, I can always say No. So, come on,
Mike, tell us.
Mike gulped, then continued. You always appear before the three of us naked for
your evening of discipline. Your arms are tied and raised above your head and attached to
an eyebolt in the ceiling rafter. Your legs are spread wide and tied to the hidden restraint
rings in the floor. We look to see if your clit is peeping out from your exposed pussy, but
its not. Each of us tries to tug and pull on it to see if we can get it to come out to play,
but it keeps hiding from us or doesnt come out as far as we want it to. Since you missed
your hair appointment, we are unable to suck on your clit to make it bigger.
Kate looked at him in surprise. Why not?
Stubble, he said with a straight face.
Chuckles and outright hoots of laughter greeted his absurd statement.
So then, we have no alternative but to bring out the clit-finder, attach it, and
turn it on.
What the hell is a clit-finder? demanded John.
Its, um, I dont know if I should
Tell us, Mike. How can I find my clit if I dont know what a clit-finder is? Kate
demanded with a smile.
Well, its this plastic thing with a long slit that was specially modified to fit
between your pussy lips, right over your clit. Then this plastic thingy, is attached to the
end of a large hose and the hose is attached to this machine. And when you turn this
machine on, it creates suction and
Ohmygod, Mike. Kate shrieked with laughter. Ohmygod, how did you know?
How could you possibly have known? Thats been a secret fantasy Ive never even told
Tom about. And she doubled over laughing and holding her sides.
Mike relaxed and grinned at Kates reaction.
Well, where the hell can you buy this clit-finder machine? Ive never heard of
one, Tom said, and at that statement, Kate collapsed onto the bench seat, wailing and
pounding the seat with her fists.
Dont feel alone, Tom, because Ive never heard of these machines either. John
looked at Mike and Kate in surprise.
By this time both Kate and Mike were howling with laughter, while Tom and
John looked at each other in complete mystification.
A few moments later, Kate sat up and looked intently at Mike, all amusement
gone. Tell me, Mike. Set up the scenario for me. I want all of the details of this fantasy.
Do it, Mike. Pull me into this fantasy with you. Pull us all into your fantasy. Once again
her fingers dipped into her pussy, pulling, rubbing, and tugging on her distended clit.
Now that he was assured Katie wanted to hear more of this off-the-wall part of his
fantasy he settled back, began stroking his cock again, and began talking, his eyes never
leaving hers.
I tell Tom and John that you must receive your initial punishment in full. After
that they would be allowed to join me in whatever else I desired to add to your evening of
discipline. I tell you that you must accept being hooked up to the clit-finder machine for
at least thirty seconds the first time. Then the three of us would release the machine and
check to see if your clit was sufficiently elongated. And, sadly, we always had to advise
you that one session would not be enough and you would need to be hooked up for
another session on the machine.
Kate moaned loudly and began rubbing the heel of her hand in a circular motion
between her legs. Still, her eyes never left Mikes face. Go on, start at the beginning,
she demanded.
Once you are restrained, your husband spreads your pussy lips so that John can
hold the plastic thingy over your clit. They both check to make sure that the plastic thingy
is firmly attached to the large hose. He shook his head and shivered. I swear, Katie, the
image in my mind of that large hose hanging down between your spread legs, held up
only by the force of the suction on your clit, has driven me fucking crazy for years. He
blew out another deep breath before continuing. When everything is in order, and we are
all ready, I turn on thevacuum cleaner.
Oh, my God, of course, Tom said with a laugh.
You son of a bitch, you really got me with that one, said John. Oh, Ill get you
for that. Youll pay, Mike, oh, how youll pay.
Looking forward to it, Mike murmured, grinning widely.
Kate! You never told me about that fantasy. Why not? asked Tom.
Well, I started to tell you about this old movie, a comedy from the sixties or
seventies, where this couple was under the covers in bed with the sound of a vacuum
obviously under the covers with them. Well, at least I assume it was the hose that was
under the covers with them. I cant even remember the name of the movie, but the
implied sexual use of the vacuums suction invaded my dreams for quite a while. But
lets face it. Its one of those fantasies that is way over-the-top. Erotic as hell to think
about, but questionable as to comfort. Then you were injured in the car crash. All of a
sudden everything changed in our lives and that fantasy was pushed to the back of my
mind.
Tom nodded. Yes, we have both missed a lot in the last two and a half years. Its
time we made up some of that loss. I think Ill have Mike go online and order five or six
different brands of vacuum cleaners, or maybe I should say clit-finders. Youll let us test
them on you to find the one you like best, wont you, Kate? Well be very careful with
you, sweetheart, and if you dont like it, well, then well have just about the cleanest
place in the state with a vacuum on each floor of each wing of the house.
TomKate laughedfive or six vacuum cleaners? You do tend to go
overboard, dont you? Its called letting your fantasy take on a life of its own.
Cant help it, love. Mike created such a fantastic mental image of you hooked up
to that machine that I dont think it will ever leave me. Its burned into my brain like a
fiery brand.
Tom, said John, hotly looking at Kate. I can see where three machines might
be useful for Kate. Two vacuums, one for each of her tits, and another vacuum to suck on
her clit. Now doesnt that make one hell of a visual statement?
Yessssss. What a perfect picture! Yes, yes, yes. Tom drew in a gasping breath.
Mike, stop jacking off and get on the phone and order our vacuums, now. Next day
delivery.
Kate looked at John with a glimmer of heat. Just be careful what you ask for,
John. You know those machines can be turned into cock-finders, too.
Everyone, even John, laughed.
Tom quickly said, Im not kidding. I want those machines as soon as possible.
Well, Tom, if you can wait another ten minutes until we get home, I can
probably have two or three delivered this afternoon.
Thatthat will be great. Tom looked slightly embarrassed.
Guys, guys, Im coming! Oh, Mike, that fantasy was hot. Soooo hot. You can
spank my pussy when we get home, if you want. Kates fingers flew across her clit, and
she suddenly stiffened and shrieked out loud as cum oozed from her slit and dripped
down to her anus. She looked around at the incredible sight of her three men, who were
now pumping their cocks almost violently, their faces contorted as their climaxes neared.
The sound of moans and groans surrounded her as her musketeers came, one after
the other. The scent of sex was almost overpowering until Tom lowered one of the
windows and the fresh, cool mountain air swept through the area. The men quickly
cleaned themselves and adjusted their trousers, and Mike picked up a napkin and began
gently wiping Kates cum from her pussy. The rough road had made that exercise
interesting and arousing in the extreme.
Kate tried to put her panties back on as they approached the house, but John
confiscated them and put them in his pocket. Kate had a very strong feeling that, at some
time in the near future, she would open her lingerie drawer and find it empty. She was
sure of it.
Things were escalating rapidly between the four of them, and Kate was looking
forward to the next chapter and to their next sexual encounter. She looked at Tom and
smiled contentedly. He nodded his head, and his eyes became pools of intense heat as his
gaze rested on each of them in turn. Whatever he saw apparently pleased him
enormously, and he settled back in his chair with a deep, satisfied sigh.
A few minutes later the limo pulled into the garage. Just before they exited the
limo, Kate turned to Mike. Tell me, Mike, got any weekly appointments open?
Any time, any place, Katie. They were still chuckling as they entered the large
entrance hall of the mansion. John and Mike nodded at Trey Andrews as he appeared at
the top of the stairs and to Ryan Underwood as he stood in the hallway leading to the
pool room. Ryan approached Mike and John.
The water channel to the outside has been sealed. The men left just half an hour
ago. They installed a heavy steel panel inside the plastic one and bolted it to the channel
walls. We verified their identities before letting them in and checked their photo I.D.s
against the picture you left to make sure the perp hadnt managed to slip in using
someone elses name.
Good work, Ry. That takes a load off our minds. If you and Trey havent eaten
lunch yet, go ahead now. Well discuss the afternoon and evening schedules when youve
eaten, said John.
Well, uh, Connor set up Trey and me for the afternoon shift and said he and
either Carolanne or Mark would cover this evening, subject, of course, to your approval.
He didnt know if youd need any of us overnight, but told us to keep it open just in
case.
Thats great. John said. Keep the schedule Connor set up. As for needing you
overnight, I think well need you for at least tonight. Right, Mike?
Yes, definitely tonight, and tomorrow is a possibility, too.
Oh, great. Do you think it would be all right if we
Yeah, Ry, Im sure it will be okay for you guys to use the pool tonight. But just
make sure that the blinds and blackout curtains are completely drawn. That means during
the day and at night, too. Until this guy is caught, we dont want to let him know who is
where. We need to keep him guessing as much as we can.
Right, boss, got it. Ryan turned and walked back down the hallway to the pool
room, but they could hear him on his cell phone talking to Trey about lunch and using the
pool tonight.
His last fading comment, if I could afford it, Id be willing to pay them to let me
work here, caused another round of smiles.
Im glad they can find some enjoyment in this mess, said Tom seriously. Im
not kidding. They all know that this guy is dangerous and that they might be in danger
themselves, but they are still staying. That means a lot to me.
Tom, I dont think its going to be long before we hear something definitive
about this guy. Im sure that Internet exposure is already bringing in calls from all over.
Something should be happening soon. John led the way into the library, closing the door
firmly. He had stowed a large, hard-sided suitcase there before they left this morning for
the hospital.
In fact, were so sure that things are going to start heating up here that Mike and
I have decided you both should be armed, at least for the next few days. Tom, I know
youre familiar with firearms so you shouldnt have any problems refreshing and
familiarizing yourself with this Beretta. Kate, weve got a small derringer for you. Its
already loaded and has the safety on. You can carry it in your jacket pocket. Basically, all
you need to do is flip the safety here, and cock it this way, then pull the trigger. Mike and
I will set up a practice range and teach you how to use it.
Katie, John and I would normally never, ever, arm a client. Its just not smart.
But, in this case, we know both of you. We know youre level-headed. And, damn it,
John and I have a strong gut feeling that you both should be armed. This guy is certifiably
crazy.
Thats fine. Just let me know whenever someone is available. But right now I
need a shower and a change of clothes. After that, I think lunch is a priority.
If you need any assistance, someone to wash your back, or anything else, just let
me know, John said with an exaggerated leer.
Ill certainly keep that offer in mind for the next time, John.
Dont forget, Kate, we already missed one chance to assist you with your
bathing, remember? Everything seemed to go to hell in a hand basket that day. But dont
think Mike and I have forgotten all of the ways we had planned to assist you as you
bathed that day. We had really looked forward to soaping your beautiful body with our
hands, rubbing and squeezing, dipping our fingers into each crease and crevice we could
find. We were going to make sure you were clean, inside and out. We even had a large
number of rubber and gel toys to help us with our task. And thats only a small part of
what wed planned for you, the pulsating shower head being another part. Then, of
course, your husband came up with his treasure chest.
Stop! Damn, youre getting me all hot and bothered. Again. Dont tell me any
more of your plans, at least until later tonight. Then you can show me.
Did you forget, Katie? You promised that when we got home youd let me spank
your pussy. Im going to hold you to that, Katie. And I want John and Tom to watch and
help, too. So lets get to the elevator and get upstairs. Youre going to take your spanking
now, Katie. Lets go.
You did promise, Kate, said Tom as he took her hand and guided his wheelchair
to the elevator.
Mike smiled as they waited for the elevator doors to open and said, This has a
strong element of dj vu. Didnt we just do this a few days ago? Ill take the stairs,
again, since I dont think the elevator will take all of us as well as the wheelchair. First,
Ill make sure that Trey and Ryan are downstairs having lunch. He looked at John with a
crooked smile. Prep her for me John. Get her ready. You should have plenty of time
before the elevator gets upstairs.
Johns face was drawn tight with desire and lust. He nodded to Mike as they
entered the elevator.
It was a very tight squeeze. John stood behind Kate and pulled her skirt up to her
waist. His fingers slid down between her legs and began rubbing her pussy in a circular
motion while Tom began stroking and probing her naked ass.
Damnation, Tom, shes soakin. Shes so fucking hot that her cum is sliding
down her legs. Oh, baby, you are so ready, so excited that I bet youre going to come
before we even get to the bedroom. And then youre going to come again when we get
you there, and thats a promise.
As the elevator finally shuddered to a stop on the second floor and the door
opened, John quickly pushed the close door button and then the button for the third
floor. He lifted the arm panels from the wheelchair while rasping, Tom, get your cock
out, and hurry. Kate, take him. Face him and impale yourself on his meat. Now!
Kate slid down on Toms erect cock with a groan, her knees on either side of
Toms hips. She took Toms face between her hands and kissed him wildly as her cunt
rotated on his shaft. Just then the elevator doors opened on the third floor. As Toms
fingers gripped her hips firmly, she looked up questioningly at John, who had just pressed
the button for the second floor. John turned to them, his thick, straining cock jutting out
of his pants. With one swift movement, he had his dick pushing between their lips, his
hands on their heads, pushing them toward each other and his rampant cock.
Suck on me, both of you at the same time. Suck my meat. Use your tongues. Do
it, he rasped as the elevator began making its slow descent down to the second floor.
Ahhhh, yesss. Eat me! Suck and lick my cock, dont stop.
Kate and Tom began licking and sucking as John pumped his dick between their
lips. When John pulled his cock back far enough, their lips met and they kissed deeply,
their tongues entwined, until John thrust forward again and they frantically pleasured him
with their mouths. Tom reached up, his fingers probing and pushing, following the rear
seam of Johns trousers to his tightly puckered ass while Kate reached between Johns
legs and lightly stroked his balls as they used their tongues, lips, and teeth on his
thrusting dick.
Unbelievably good. Yess! Keep sucking, keep licking, keep touching me. And
keep fucking each other, yes! Oh, thats so good, so good. I cant stop watching both of
you sucking and licking my penis while screwing each other. Fantastic. One of the most
beautiful sights Ive ever seen. The only thing missing is Mike. If he were here, Id have
him Johns hoarse voice grated roughly as he swallowed a deep groan.
Youd have me do what? asked Mike from the open elevator door.
At the sound of Mikes voice, Johns cock flexed strongly. Mike! Look at them,
Mike. Look at them sucking and licking my dick and, oh yes! Scraping my meat with
their teeth.
What would you have me do to you, John? Mike asked softly.
Johns head fell back and his eyes closed in an agony of ecstasy. Id have you on
your knees behind me, licking and sucking my balls and fucking my ass with one of our
favorite vibrating dildos.
Well, until we get to the bedroom and some privacy, youre going to have to
wait. Lets go or the team will be back from lunch before we make it to the bedroom,
said Mike firmly.
No. Mike, Im almost there. Just let me come first. Watch them take every drop.
Come on, Mike, just a few seconds longer.
Mike reached out with his thumb and forefinger and pinched the area just below
the head of Johns cock and stopped him from coming.
John grimaced wryly at Mike. Spoilsport! He started to carefully return his still
swollen cock to his pants, but was stopped by Mike.
Sorry, John. Leave it out. Katies fantasy was to see you fully dressed, with your
penny loafers on, but your cock sticking out of your pants, remember? Though, I have to
admit that its one helluva sexy look. I can see why Katie would love it. I love it myself.
Mike looked heatedly at John, his attention centered on the growing erection
displayed so prominently. Finally, he pulled the wheelchair out of the elevator and turned
down the corridor to Toms bedroom, his face a mask of urgent need and desire. Lets
just hope we dont run into any of our crews on our way to the bedroom. I dont think
either Katie or Tom would appreciate putting on a show for them. Would you, Katie?
Mike reached forward and gently squeezed one of Kates breasts as she continued to
grind herself down on Toms cock.
* * * *
Nno, Kate cried distractedly. She couldnt seem to take her eyes from John as
he walked beside the wheelchair, his cock bobbing up and down with each step he took.
And, suddenly, her whole body began to tighten as Toms hands firmed on her hips,
pulling her down as he thrust up, his cock slamming into her.
Look at Johns cock, Kate. Look at it, Tom cried. That cock is going to fuck
your mouth while I watch, its going to fuck your cunt while I watch and its going to
fuck your ass while I watch. The same with Mikes cock. Youre going to take them both,
Kate. And, Im going to watch you do it. Then youre going to watch me take them into
my mouth and my ass. Tell me, Kate. Tell me you want it all. His thrusts became frantic,
his hands pulling her down on his cock with stunning force.
Yes, Tom. Oh, yes. I want it all. I want you to watch me, and I want to watch
you, too. I want all three of you, every way possible. All of it, Tom. She ground her cunt
against him one more time before John and Mike separated them.
Damn it, Tom, youre going to have to wait until we get the door of the bedroom
open. John smiled in anticipation as the four of them disappeared together into the
bedroom.
Chapter 14
The fabric of his reality began shredding before his own eyes. Rosie had been
taken to the hospital last night, but he hadnt been able to get to her with all of the police
hovering around her room. Now, her room was empty and they said she had checked out.
But he had been watching the entrance and hadnt seen her leave. Damn it! Rosie was
gone again. Once again, shed left him all alone.
His hands clenched into large fists as he stood at the hospitals information desk.
Impotent rage swept through him at the loss of her. Shed been gone for so long, and he
still missed her so terribly. And she had just slipped by him, again. Damn it to hell and
back! Hed make her pay. She wouldnt get away with leaving him. Never again! She
was his, and he would make sure she could never escape again.
Hed made the isolated cabin beautiful on the inside. The living room and
bedroom almost looked like the pictures Rosie had kept on her bedroom wall for years.
Once she realized that she was his, shed be happy there, he knew. Once he found her, he
was certain that no one would ever be able to take his Rosie away from him again. They
would die first.
Excuse me, sir. Is there a problem? The young security guard was very polite
and glanced at the nervous information clerk reassuringly.
What?
Im sorry, sir, but other people are waiting in line behind you for information. If
there is a problem, wed appreciate it if you would
No. No problem at all, he snapped gutturally as he turned and stalked to the
entrance doors.
He stood outside on the sidewalk briefly, shading his eyes from the sun and
muttering to himself. People made a wide detour around him, gazing apprehensively at
his menacing expression and stance. Moments later, he blindly walked toward his van in
the parking lot. He had to find her. He had to find her, but where was she this time? Who
had taken her from him this time? With each step he took, his rage escalated, until he was
shaking with fury by the time he opened the van door.
He sat in his van for several long minutes. The air inside was stifling, but he
didnt even notice it. Hed had a dream last night. Hed seen Rosie last night and talked
to her. It had made him angry that she had cut her beautiful long black hair and that she
was wearing all of that heavy makeup. But he had been so grateful that hed found her
once more that he wasnt as firm with her as he should have been. In addition, there were
other puzzling changes in Rosie that hed noticed, at least until that man had hit her. He
would have killed that miserable son of a bitch if the police hadnt come in when they
did.
At least the dream last night hadnt turned into the nightmare that had been
plaguing him for so many years. The nightmare that kept coming back over and over
again. The nightmare he knew was driving him mad.
Suddenly, the answer was clear to him. He had taken her, again. That miserable
son of a bitch, Tom Martins, had taken his Rosie away from him, again. It was all
Martins fault. Those friends of Tom Martins had hidden Rosie somewhere. That
knowledge calmed him, banking his rage and anger and filling him with steely resolve.
First, hed have to find out where Martins was keeping her, and then he had to
rescue his Rosie! He had to bring her home. Bring her home to him. And then hed make
sure that Martins could never take his Rosie away again. Hed kill the son of a bitch and
everyone around him.
He smiled grimly. Once he had his Rosie back, then the nightmares would end for
good. He would never again have to see her dead face looking at him with empty
surprise. He would never again have to hear the loud cracking sound as his fist hit the
side of her head. He would never again have to see the blood that pooled beneath her. No,
once Tom Martins was dead, and his Rosie was back with him, then the nightmare would
be gone.
He needed a plan. He needed to get back inside that mansion and find out where
Martins had hidden his Rosie. And once he had rescued his Rosie and had her safe, then
hed go back and take them all out, permanently.
But, first, he needed a plan.
Chapter 15
Sheriff Benjamin Whittaker paged through the reports left on his desk. It was the
same old thing. Small problems, but nothing he couldnt handle in an hour or two.
But the Martins case had all of his professional instincts primed to the max. This
was a nasty one. He picked up the picture Mike had printed from the YouTube video. He
shook his head at the madness that seemed to be radiating in waves from the photograph.
He felt the familiar tingle of unease at the back of his neck. This case was far from over.
Ben looked up as Carolanne walked into his office, stopping just inside the door.
That instant snap of desire and attraction was growing stronger every day. His eyes
settled first on her wide, whiskey-colored eyes and glistening lips before moving down to
her abundant breasts. He could almost physically feel her breasts in his hands and her
nipple in his mouth.
Carolanne placed her hands on her firm hips and whispered sternly, Ben, stop it.
For Gods sake, were in your office. Lets have a little professionalism here. Unless, of
course, you want me to jump your bones here and now with your entire staff watching
and listening.
Incendiary heat flared in his eyes as they stared into hers. A guttural where and
when ripped from his throat.
Ben! Her eyes widened as Ben slowly got up from his chair and walked intently
toward her, his cock straining against his tight jeans. He reached behind her and shut the
door firmly before pulling her roughly into his arms.
Instead of kissing her, Ben moved two steps to the side and moved her so that her
back was to the wall. He took a step forward, pinning her to the wall with his body and
freeing his hands to stroke slowly from her waist to her breasts. He groaned as she lifted
her hips to press against his growing arousal, but still did not kiss her.
I want you so damn badly that I can hardly think, Carolanne. From the first time
I heard your voice, the first time I saw your face, your body. I knew. I knew you were
mine. His teeth gripped her earlobe and nipped lightly.
Ben! Oh, my God, Ben. She tipped her pelvis up and began grinding her pussy
against him.
Since I met you, Carolanne, I havent been able to do anything but fantasize
about fucking you, sucking on your tits, and eating you and playing with you until you
scream with pleasure. I want to fuck you every way possible and
Ben! Shut the fuck up and kiss me, damn it. She grabbed his head and pulled
his smiling lips down to hers.
It was instant combustion. A fiery conflagration of intense emotional and physical
need. Their tongues dueled in a dance of naked desire as their hips rotated and ground
together. Carolannes hands covered Bens on her breasts. He moaned into her mouth, his
tongue searching for hers, and then he sucked it into his mouth.
It took a few moments for the sound of the intercom to register. Sheriff? Theres
a call from San Francisco, a Mr. Trent Palmer. Something about the Martins case.
Sheriff? Do you want me to tell him to call back later?
Ben covered the few steps to his desk quickly. Im here, Tobey. Tell Mr. Palmer
Ill be right with him.
Will do, Sheriff.
Ben took a deep breath and exhaled roughly. He looked at Carolanne still leaning
against the wall, her lips swollen from his kisses and her hair slightly mussed.
Carolanne, he said roughly. Tonight. My place or yours?
She hesitated for a moment then nodded. Tonight. My place.
Ben picked up the phone. What have you got, Trent? Wait. Hold on for a second.
Carolanne, get a notebook and pen. Okay, Trent, Ive put you on speaker. Carolanne will
be taking notes. Shes one of M-G Securitys best people. He shot her a wink and smile.
Well, we think weve found your guy. The only name we could come up with is
T. J. Samuels, and were quite sure its not his real name. According to a former
employee, he owned his own construction company for just under a year. Apparently he
couldnt keep any personnel because hed either fire them or theyd quit. No one could
put up with his ranting and raving. Ben could hear papers shuffling as Trent paused and
then continued.
When his wife disappeared, he left what little remained of his business and took
his eleven-year-old stepdaughter, Rosemary, to the Pacific Northwest. They lived in
Seattle for about four years before moving to a small cabin in the mountains near you.
The stepdaughter graduated from high school three years ago and since then she has
disappeared, too. The home address listed at the high school is for a house that was torn
down two years ago. No one knows where his cabin is located, but were still checking
out things from our end.
That doesnt sound good, Trent. Not good at all. Ben was seriously disturbed by
this tale.
Im with you there, Ben. Im faxing you a copy of the stepdaughters high school
yearbook picture. Shes a dead ringer for that girl on the video, so Im sure this fits with
the Martins case. Ian is still checking on possible locations for the cabin. It would have to
be close enough to the high school for her to have attended regularly, unless they rented a
place in town. Maybe the house that was torn down. So were checking on that end of
things, as well as trying to get information on Rosemary from her classmates. But thats
all weve got at the present time. When we get more, you can be sure well be in contact
immediately.
Thanks, Trent, you guys have dug up an incredible amount of information. If we
learn anything at this end, well be in contact. Have you notified Mike and John of this
new info?
No, we cant seem to get through to them. If you can, let them know what we
found and that were working on the other things. Take care. Will talk to you soon.
Right, Trent. Ben hung up his receiver and looked at Carolanne solemnly. I
dont like the sound of this, not at all.
Do you think he killed them both, Ben?
I dont know. Its guesswork at this point, but looking at that face, I believe its a
valid possibility.
Ben watched as Carolanne walked over to the fax machine which was laboriously
giving birth to a slightly dark picture of a young girl. She picked up the fax and brought it
over to Ben.
She is beautiful, Ben. So full of hope and promise. And Trent was right, she
looks a lot like Marylou. They could almost be twins. She put the fax picture next to that
of the hate-filled face of the man in the video. How could she have made it living with
that madman?
Ben studied the two faces for long minutes.
All we can do is hope that Rosemary is a survivor. Some people have the ability
to look adversity in the eye and spit on it. Lets hope she is one of them.
Ben, you do have the most weirdly cockeyed way of looking at things. But I like
it. I like it a lot. Carolanne smiled. Seven oclock, and you have my address. Ill cook
dinner.
This time, forget the dinner. Itll either burn or get cold by the time we get to it.
Maybe we can order pizza, as long as youll let us eat it in bed. I swear to God,
Carolanne, I dont think Ill ever get enough of you. I dont know how this happened, or
why, but youve hit me like a ton of bricks. Ive never felt this way before, even when I
was a testosterone-ridden teen. Not even during my marriage.
Ben! she said as she took a step toward him.
Come one step closer, Carolanne, and we start here. Now. On top of my desk.
Im serious!
She stepped back quickly and looked at him with amusement. I believe you, Ben.
I believe you. She held her hands out in front of her, palms out as she took another two
steps back. Id better get back to work. She paused, her face thoughtful for a moment.
Then she said, But my job here is done, isnt it, Ben? Theres no need for me to go
through any more files, is there?
No, theres no need for you to go through the files, but Im sure going to miss
seeing you here, Carolanne. Youve played havoc with my concentration while youve
been here and nearly driven me crazy with desire. But now I have a feeling that every
time I walk out of my office my mind is going to see you sitting at that desk, taunting and
teasing me just by being there. Or Ill lift my head and see you standing with your back to
that wall, your lips swollen from my kisses and your hair just slightly mussed. I dont
believe Ill ever be free from you, Carolanne. Not ever. And to tell you the truth, I dont
want to be free of you. Not ever.
Ben, what are you saying? she asked in a shocked voice.
Great. Just fucking great. Now Ive scared you into thinking Im some kind of
fucking stalker. He roughly scrubbed his hands up and down his face before facing her
again. Im sorry, Carolanne. My timing really sucks. I hadnt meant to lay this on you so
soon.
She walked up to him, cupped his face in her hands, and looked deeply into his
eyes. Youre no stalker, and Im not the least bit afraid of you. And one other thing,
Ben. I dont want to be free of you, either. Not ever. So go ahead. Lay it on me, big boy.
He pulled her to him and held onto her with arms of steel for long, long minutes.
Suddenly, he stiffened, and pulled back enough to look into her eyes. You said, Lay it
on me, big boy? Is that what you said? Lay it on me, big boy? he asked incredulously.
She looked up at him, her eyes dancing with amusement. Yup. I did. Thats what
I said.
He started with a chuckle, then let it all out. He laughed so hard that the deputy
and office staff quickly crowded into the doorway to see what was so funny. Ben ignored
their audience and pulled Carolanne into his arms and kissed her. When he finally pulled
his mouth away from hers, there were loud cheers and applause before they hurried back
to their desks.
When they were alone, Ben rested his forehead against Carolannes. Do you
think we can finish this later tonight, or do we want to put on another public display in
here? Im up for either one. He pressed a kiss to her forehead, the bridge of her nose,
and to her chin. I dont dare kiss your lips again, or it will definitely be public display.
Carolanne smiled at him and said, Tonight. Dont forget, six oclock. And
pizzas fine with me.
I thought you said to be at your place at seven oclock tonight.
I did, but I changed my mind. I want you just as soon as I can get you. I was
afraid that five or five thirty might be a little too early for you.
Hell, Id go with you right now if I didnt have to make a stop back at the
Martins place. I want to pass along the information Trent provided, and I also have to
talk to John and Mike about security plans.
Im driving out there, too. Connor wanted me to work tonight, but hes going to
have to find someone else because Ive got very important plans for tonight.
Is that right? Important plans, huh?
You bet.
You could ride out to the Martins with me. Of course, there would be a few
stops Id have to make on the way. You know, we lawmen have to check out places
hidden from the road, make sure theyre safe for people needing some privacy.
Tonight, five thirty, my place. Dont forget. She winked and left his office
quickly.
He chuckled briefly and then realized exactly what she had said. Five thirty! God,
she was a real piece of work. Incredibly sexy, funny, smart, gorgeous, and she was going
to be his. He was going to do everything in his power to make sure of it.
He grabbed his hat and keys and started out of the door when the intercom came
on again. Sheriff, its a call from Los Angeles for you, a Mr. Ian Davies.
Ben quickly turned around and leaned over his desk for the phone. Ian, this is
Ben. Any more news?
Yes, as a matter of fact there is more news. I just finished talking to Trent, and
he said hed just spoken with you, but hadnt been able to reach Tom or Mike or John. I
havent been able to contact them either. Maybe you can relay this new information.
Weve found Rosemary Samuels, although her married name is Langston. Once the
police officers we sent to her home were able to assure her that I was not working for
Samuels, and would never reveal her location to him, she agreed to talk to me. Once she
started to talk, she didnt stop for over an hour.
Thank God. Then he didnt kill her.
No, not his stepdaughter, but she believes that he killed her mother, Rosemarie-
Janine Samuels. She said he always called her mother Rosie, and although she was only
eleven years old at the time, she was aware that he controlled her mother with fear and
even with his fists. Their life became a living hell. According to Rosemary, her mother
had made arrangements for the two of them to leave Samuels, to escape his obsessive and
abusive behavior. But something went wrong and he found out about her plans.
Rosemary was in bed but remembers hearing a terrible fight. Samuels was screaming and
shouting obscenities, and she could hear the familiar sounds of fists hitting flesh. She
says she heard a loud thud and Samuels crying out to Rosie, begging and crying for her
not to leave him.
Son of a bitch, exclaimed Ben. That sounds like a familiar story. One Ive
heard too many times.
You and me, both, said Ian. The next morning the daughter was told that her
mother had left to visit some friends in Seattle and that they were going to meet her there
in a week or so. She said she knew her mother was dead because her mother would never,
ever have left her with Samuels. And, also, she said that after Samuels had loaded the van
with their things, he left her in the van and walked into the nearby woods just a few feet.
She could see him from the van and watched him kneel down and place his hands on a
mound of freshly dug soil and bow his head. Rosemary knew then that that was where he
had buried her mother.
Christ, the poor kid had to have been terrified out of her mind.
Oh, she was, but do you know what that terrified little girl did? On the way to
Seattle, when she had a few moments of privacy, she wrote down on a scrap of paper the
address of that house, along with a tiny childs map of a square house and the woods
close by with an X showing the approximate location of her mothers grave. She folded it
into a small square and hid it in a large flowered locket that had belonged to her mother.
We have a team at that address now, searching that location for the body.
Oh, my God! Its almost unbelievable that a child, a terrified child at that, would
think and act so logically.
Not so unbelievable, Ben. She said she did it so that someday, in the future, she
could go back and visit her mothers grave to say good-bye. Shes still afraid that hell
find her and is willing to do anything to put him in jail for the rest of his miserable life.
She drew a map for the police officers showing the location of the cabin in your area that
weve been looking for. Im sending a fax to you right now. We know youve got limited
men available so weve got a team en route to the cabin, as long as you have no problems
with that. If you have any problems with it tell me now. I can still call them off.
No, Ian, I welcome the help. Just give them my cell number and have them let
me know when theyll be here. This sick fuck is extremely dangerous. Ben paused for a
second. Was hewas he abusing her, too?
No, she claims he never physically touched her. Apparently, they left Seattle
because she had made too many friends among her classmates and teachers in the four
years they lived there. Teachers were beginning to question why she wasnt allowed to
join her classmates on field trips or attend school social functions. So he pulled her out of
school and took her back to the mountains. Rosemary said that experience taught her that
she had to keep any friendships, female or male, secret. Especially male friends. During
her senior year she fell in love with a young man in her class, and she was terrified that
Samuels would find out. She explained to her boyfriend what had happened in the past
and convinced him to keep their relationship secret, even from their friends. It wasnt
until a few days before her high school graduation ceremony that she became absolutely
terrified. All of a sudden, Samuels started calling her Rosie and looking at her funny,
she said.
Oh, shit, Ben said. Oh, shit, no.
You said it! Rosemary said it was a few days before the graduation ceremony
when he tried hugging her, calling her his Rosie. She said she doubled over, crossing her
arms in front of her stomach and told him she had just started her period and was
cramping. She ran into the bathroom, locked the door, and stuck her fingers down her
throat. She knew he could hear her heaving and vomiting and hoped that he would leave
her alone for at least a few days. The following day at school she and her boyfriend made
plans to escape at their graduation ceremony the next night. As soon as they received
their diplomas they walked off the stage and slipped through the milling crowds to her
boyfriends car. They managed to escape before Samuels even knew they were gone.
They got married and moved to the east coast where they each got a job and started
college part-time. Theyre doing fine now and expect a baby soon.
Damned gutsy kids. Did she have any idea why Samuels would have targeted
Tom Martins?
She didnt even know who Tom Martins was. But she finally remembered an
odd occurrence. It was just seeing three guys in a convertible when she and Samuels were
returning from shopping. There were several girls gathered around the car talking to the
men. It was the week before her graduation, and she had weightier things on her mind
than a car full of older men. Samuels had gone into a rage about rich young punks like
Martins and his friends who thought they could buy anything and any one, especially
young girls. Hed warned her against even talking to them.
Thats it? Christ, Ian, thats no reason for his attack on Tom.
I think she unwittingly stoked the fires of his rage when she replied that she
wasnt interested in those guys because they were way, way too old for her. She said
Samuels got very quiet, his face became red, and the veins stood out on his forehead and
his neck. He never said another word to her until they got home. But she remembered that
for the next few days hed mumble about rich young punks and how hed make him pay.
How hed never let Martins steal her away from him. But that was all she could
remember.
It sounds as if he was on the edge of full-blown madness, doesnt it, Ian? It could
be that when she disappeared he lost his sanity completely. He didnt even know she had
a boyfriend, so, in his madness, that meant Martins was the logical scapegoat.
It fits, Ben. Better than any other explanation weve been able to come up with.
Listen, get the word to Tom and Mike and John. Ive got my phone lines lighting up. Ill
let you know when we have more info.
Ben looked at the dead receiver in his hand for a brief moment before hanging it
up. He tried calling Mikes and Johns cell phones and the landline for the house with no
results. Now he was getting concerned. Ben took the map to the cabin from the fax
machine and grabbed his hat, checked to make sure his cell phone was charged, and
headed for his cruiser.
Chapter 16
The four of them quickly entered the bedroom and securely locked the door. Kate
was still on Toms lap in the wheelchair, his erect cock still inside her and her arms
around his neck.
Come on, Katie girl, its time for you to get your spanking. Tom wants to watch
you take it, Katie. He really wants to watch you get your pussy spanked. Come on.
Kate tightened her arms around Toms neck and mumbled, Just give me a couple
of minutes here. She wiggled her bottom, and Tom moaned loudly.
Tom squeezed her, pulling her chest firmly against his, which elevated her ass
slightly as she leaned into him.
Shes being very bad, Mike, Tom said roughly. I think she needs to have her
ass paddled as well as her clit. His cock stiffened and seemed to expand as he spoke.
Kate looked at him in shock. Tom!
Spank her ass, Mike, while shes impaled on my dick. Do it.
Mikes hand came down sharply on one of Kates buttocks, pushing her down on
Toms cock. Tom lifted her partly off of his cock, and as Johns hand came down sharply
on her other cheek, Tom thrust up into her wet pussy. Finally, Toms arms banded around
her waist, pulling her tightly against him. Spread your pussy lips, babe. Theyre going to
spank that ass, and Im going to feel every clench of your body as you take it. Thats it.
Yes. Grind that clit into me while they give you the erotic spanking you want, Kate.
Now! Spank her ass, now.
Mike and John arranged themselves on each side of the wheelchair, one hand
squeezing a tit while the other hand landed sharp blows on her ass. They worked in
tandem, Mikes hand landing sharply on one cheek while John stroked the blushing flesh
of her other cheek, and then Johns hand would impact her ass smartly while Mike
soothed her other reddened cheek.
Look, look how pretty and pink her ass is getting. How beautiful! Tell us you
love being spanked, Katie. Tell us how much you love being our bad girl. Mike moved
to the front of the wheelchair and began licking and kissing one reddened ass cheek as
she ground herself against Tom. We didnt really hurt you, did we, Katie? he asked
between kisses and long licks of her abused flesh.
Nno, you didnt hurt me. I mean, it did sting, but
John joined Mike, licking and kissing her other ass cheek.
Good grief, John said hoarsely, her juices are dripping down onto Toms balls.
You really loved it, didnt you, Kate? Your body cant lie to us. Oh, baby, were going to
have a great time making love to you. But, first, Mike gets to spank your pussy. And you
know how much you loved having your pussy spanked. Remember how you came? How
you lifted your hips and reached for each stroke of my hand, each stinging slap between
your legs? And now you want Mike to spank that pussy for you, dont you, Kate. Tell
him. Tell him youre ready for your pussy to be spanked.
Mike, please. Kate shuddered in pleasure at Johns words. Mike, I want you to
spank my pussy, I need you to spank my pussy. I need to come, now! Kate tried to
continue rubbing her cunt against Tom, but Mike and John lifted her off of his cock and
took her over to the bed.
After stripping her, they pulled her butt down to the foot of the bed and put a
pillow beneath her, and spread her legs.
John, you hold one leg, and Tom, you hold her other leg. Dont let go. Keep her
open, wide open for me. Its time, Katie, time for your spanking. He took her hands and
placed them between her legs. Spread those pussy lips for me, Katie. Hold them wide
open so that we can all watch you take it. Oh, yes, just like that. Just like that. It pushes
your clit up and out when you do that. You have to watch, sweetheart, and lift up to meet
each stroke, just like you did with John. Remember?
Once again, her juices flowed from her pussy, almost in a stream. Mike rubbed
his hand up and down her wet slit until his hand was coated with her slick liquid. Then he
looked deeply into her eyes and smiled. His hand descended quickly in a stinging blow.
Kate groaned and writhed on the bed.
You disappointed me, Katie. You didnt lift up as you were instructed, so that
means you get another spank added. Now, lift.
She placed her feet on the edge of the bed and lifted her pelvis up as Mikes hand
delivered two quick, stinging blows. She held herself up for the third, but it didnt come.
Mike, please. I need to come. Spank me, Mike, harder, please, do it. Her voice
sounded strangled and rough as she begged.
With a smile, he leaned down and sucked her clit hard into his mouth, jabbing at it
with his tongue and then ending with a long, hard lick through her creaming slit. He stood
back up, and his hand descended once again, landing on her open pussy with a firm
crack. Dont you dare come, Katie. Were not finished with you, are we, John?
Not even maybe, Mike.
Kate moaned softly as Johns mouth covered hers in a kiss of carnal need and
desire. She threw her arms around him, holding him tightly to her, straining for the
completion she knew was just a few strokes away.
Between nipping kisses wherever he could reach on Kates lips, neck, and breasts,
John instructed Mike to help Tom onto the bed and to strip him naked and lube his cock.
* * * *
Kate watched, fascinated, as Mike prepared Toms cock for her, stroking it and
then bending down and sucking the tip into his mouth. She watched as his tongue
lovingly licked at the crest of Toms cock and as Mike tried to insert the tip of his tongue
into the small slit on the tip. As Toms cock grew thicker and harder, Mike began
slathering it with lots of lubricant.
Okay, Mike, now lets slide our Kates hot ass down on his cock. We can watch
her take him all the way to his root. But slowly, Mike. Lets spread her ass cheeks so that
we can see every inch as it fills her, as she takes it all. John piled thick pillows at Toms
back, lifting him to a half-seated position with his thick cock standing rigidly at attention.
Kate was placed facing away from Tom, with her knees on either side of Toms
thighs. John stroked Toms cock several times before inserting the thick bulbous head of
his lubricated cock into the tightly pouting rosette of Kates ass. She moaned loudly as
Toms cock forced its way past the tight sphincter muscles protecting the depths of her
ass. When she tried to sink down on his meat, John and Mike prevented her, only letting
her sink half way down his thick stalk.
Oh, Tom! Its been so long, so long since Ive felt you in my ass. You feel so
good, so very good! Kate sat up and began lifting slightly and then powering down,
taking a little more of Toms cock with every stroke.
Mike nodded at John. Its time. Lets have Katie spread those ass cheeks of hers
and watch as she takes him all the way. I want to watch this, badly. But, Katie, do it very
slow so that we can see everything.
Yes, yes, please. I want all of Tom inside me, every inch. And I want you to
watch, please.
They watched with rapt attention as Kate sat up and reached behind her with both
hands and spread her ass cheeks so that they could watch as her husbands cock plowed
deep into her ass. Kate would rise up a few inches, and Toms hands on her hips would
pull her down as he lifted his hips, fucking into her ass with rapid strokes.
Johns cock, still sticking out of his trousers, began flexing and expanding.
Finally, he took off his shoes, socks, and shirt. He stripped off his trousers and briefs and
got up onto the bed and stood, leaning forward, arms stretched out against the headboard,
straddling both Kate and Tom. Kate looked at his bobbing cock and hungrily licked her
lips before rapidly moving forward and sucking his dick into her mouth with greedy
hunger. She licked and sucked Johns cock as she moved her ass up and down on Toms
dick, moaning with increasing pleasure. Tom, unable to thrust up, grasped her hips, using
his upper body strength to pull her firmly down on his meat whenever she moved her ass
upward. Kate leaned her head back onto Toms shoulder as John kept fucking her mouth.
Tom had a perfect and close-up view of Johns dick fucking his Kates mouth.
At that point, Mike leaned forward and began sucking her tits as he positioned
himself in front of her. It became slightly tricky to maneuver himself into position to fuck
her pussy, but he managed it. John was straddling Tom and Kate, his ass moving back
and forth rhythmically as he pumped his meat into her sucking mouth. All Mike had to do
was lean forward slightly and gently suck Johns balls into his mouth as he forged into
Kates cunt with a deep lunge and began stroking his cock in and out of her cunt, fucking
her as he continued licking and sucking on Johns balls. Kate could feel Toms cock in
her ass, and Mikes cock in her cunt, rubbing against each other through the thin layer of
skin. Kates climax began with small pulsing contractions as John moaned and thrust his
dick faster and faster in and out of her avidly sucking mouth. Suddenly, John stiffened
and shouted her name as his cum spurted in waves into her greedy mouth. Kate was
watching Johns face as he climaxed, while Tom grabbed Kates hips and held her down
while he tried to keep from coming, too. But it was impossible, and he reached around
Kate, grabbed her breasts in his hands, and squeezed while his cum shot in fierce spurts
into her ass.
At her last, shuddering contraction, Mike began fucking her in earnest, powering
his meat into her until, with a groan, he shot his cum deep inside her and triggered
another mini climax in Kate.
They collapsed on the bed in an exhausted pile of cocks, balls, tits, and cunt.
Finally, they managed to get Kate into the shower, but she turned and pushed
them out. No more until later tonight, she said firmly.
Tonight? John sputtered. Youve already come at least three or four times this
morning and you can come again, later tonight? Thank heavens there are three of us or
youd wear us out. But, baby, if you can do it, youd better believe I can, too. Ill look
forward to later. Damn, I cant believe you are so fucking perfect for us, but you certainly
are. Abso-fucking-lutely perfect! Come on, Mike. We both need a shower, too. And they
left quickly for their shower next door.
Kate, sweetheart, are you really okay? It wasnt too much for you? Please,
sweetheart, talk to me.
Tom, it was wonderful. All of it. What a fantastic day this has turned out to be,
and Im hoping tonight will be as good, for all of us.
Tension drained from Toms face. He smiled in relief, obviously thrilled at her
response. Youre not sore, are you, babe?
Not, sore, but there is a strong tingling throb between my legs. The last time,
Johns spanking had me throbbing for two days. I have a feeling this one will, too. You
caused another throbbing, Tom, in a slightly different area. But, again, it was a very
welcome throbbing, and I look forward to much more. Come on, love, we both need a
shower now. She reached out her hand toward him and smiled when he stood up from
his wheelchair, grabbed her hand, and joined her. They quickly slipped under the heated
pelting of the water.
* * * *
They did not finish dressing as quickly as Mike and John did, but finally they got
down to the dining room for a very late lunch, or very early dinner. Kate made sure that
they had their guns on them before they left their room. If Mike and John have a strong
gut feeling that we need to carry these things, then carry them we will.
Mike and John had already finished eating, but sat with them over coffee and
pastries Tom leaned over to Mike. When will the vacuum cleaners arrive?
Mike looked stunned and reached for his cell phone. Sorry, I forgot. I got
majorly distracted when we got back here.
He patted his pockets and came up empty-handed. So did John when he reached
for his cell phone.
Mike snapped his fingers and said, The limo. Theyre in the limo. He started to
get up when Tom motioned him back.
No rush on the cell phones. You can use the landline.
Mrs. Mallory had come back into the room with a fresh pot of coffee and heard
Toms comment. Sorry, Mr. Martins, but the landline isnt working. No one can figure
out why.
Mike stood up. Ill get both of our cell phones from the limousine. Be right
back.
He came rushing back into the dining room and thrust Johns cell phone at him.
Something major must be coming down. We each have about fifteen messages.
He had no more than gotten the words out when his cell began ringing.
Hello, Ben. Whats up? Yes, John is here and Tom and Katie, too. Okay, Ill put
you on speaker.
I dont know where the hell youve all been, but Im on my way back there. I
should only be another five minutes, if that. Ive already called Connor and set up a
meeting with him. Carolanne and I think all of you should be there, too. Ian and Trent
have learned the name of our man, as well as located his stepdaughter. We think weve
figured out whats going on, but Im not going to get into it while Im on the road. So, as
soon as I get there, well meet and go over it with everyone. Later. The dial tone buzzed
loudly as they looked at each other.
Finally, Mike turned his phone off and looked around seriously. It feels like
there is going to be a mountain of shit coming down. He looked at Tom. Maybe the
order for vacuums can wait a day. I have a feeling were going to need to concentrate on
the problems in front of us instead of the pleasures to come.
Youre right, Mike. Tomorrow or the next day is soon enough. Why dont you
contact Connor and Carolanne and have them meet us in the conference room. Well
have Mrs. Mallory set up some coffee and pastries in there.
* * * *
Ben was admitted to the mansion by Trey a few minutes after everyone was
seated. Ben didnt delay, but described in detail his phone conversations with Trent and
Ian, along with their theory as to Samuelss motivation. Everyone was quiet for a few
minutes, absorbing the information Ben had provided.
Well, Tom said. At least I know its not something I did, or didnt do, that
brought this mess down on us.
Kate reached over and squeezed his hand.
Ben walked over to Carolanne and said quietly, Ian said a team is on the way to
check out the cabin Samuels has been using. Theyre going to call me and let me know
when theyre arriving. Im really sorry, but Ill have to have a meeting with them before
we check the place out. I havent heard from them yet, but I expect to at any minute. So, I
dont know what time Ill be
Dont worry about it, Ben. Ill be home all night, with the pizza. If things wind
up earlier or later than expected, come on over. It doesnt matter what time. Just take
good care of yourself. Remember, I have plans for you.
Plans, huh?
Oh, yeah, plans!
Ben leaned down to kiss her when, suddenly, his cell phone started ringing and
buzzing insistently. Bens face registered his frustration as he straightened back up and
put the phone to his ear.
This is Sheriff Whittaker! he answered roughly. Ian? Youre kidding. Both
you and Trent are here? Wait! Before you go any farther, let me put this call on speaker.
Im here with Mike, John, Kate, and Tom, as well as two of M-Gs staff, okay? He
nodded, and put the call on speaker.
Okay, heres how its going down, Ian said coldly. Those fingerprints you took
off of the doorframe of the bar when Samuels grabbed the doorframe to avoid the
EMTs with the stretcher, well, smart move, cowboy. We owe you for that one. Those
fingerprints have upped the ante considerably. They belong to a former Ranger sniper
named Samuelson who went rogue nearly twenty years ago. There was a long pause
before Ian continued.
He killed two of his commanding officers. One with his bare hands in a fit of
rage. The other was shot from a distance when Samuelson sprayed his car with bullets.
We dont know if Samuelson was aware that the victims wife and kids were in the car,
but all five of them died either from bullets or in the ensuing crash. Hes thought to be
responsible for several more deaths that were aware of, and God only knows how many
deaths and injuries we know nothing about. He also shot three other Rangers, inflicting
wounds which shattered a kneecap, an elbow, and a hand. All three of the injured had to
be retired on disability. Apparently, the men had angered him in some way. We
compared the YouTube photo with his military I.D. photo, and thats a match, too. This
has now become a federal case with the highest priority. This guy is not only a badass,
but hes a psycho badass.
What can I do to help? asked Ben.
Stay out of our way. If you see this guy, do not, I repeat, do not engage. Let us
know where he is and stay out of it. If you are in a position to take him out without
exposing yourself, well, I guess, maybe, as long as you shoot to kill. This guy has
instincts that you wouldnt believe. Theyve kept him free for nearly twenty years. And I
want this bastard. Bad. But this is ours, Ben. Dont fuck with us on this. Stay out of it.
Understand?
Understood, Ian, Im not stupid. This is all yours. But if you need anything,
anything at all, youve got my number.
Thanks, Ben. Well let you know the outcome. Oh, by the way, they found
Samuelsons wifes body. Right where her daughter, Rosemary, placed the X on her map.
Later. When the dial tone sounded, Ben turned off his cell phone and looked at the
group around the table.
Well, he said, weve been given our orders. And believe me, Im not anxious
to go up against a crazy man. He looked at Mike and John. Do you have Ians and
Trents cell numbers on speed dial?
At their emphatic nods, he gave a wry twist of his lips. This whole thing is
giving me a really bad feeling. I feel like Im walking under a big, black cloud of
apprehension. Until this guy is caught or neutralized From the corner of his eye, he
saw Tom and Mike stiffen and a look of shock cross their faces. John had been looking
down at his cell phone in his hand when he suddenly stiffened, too. Ben turned slowly to
see Mrs. Mallory held in front of Samuelson, with a gun pointed at her head. He was
standing in the doorway, his back to the foyer.
John looked up then. Samuelson, he said loudly. How did you get in here?
Mrs. Mallory gave a terrified moan, and Samuelson tightened his arm around her
neck, his attention on Ben, who was standing.
Samuelson gestured to Ben. Drop your weapon to the floor. Now! Unbuckle that
belt very slowly with your left hand and let it drop to the floor. The rest of you, put your
hands on the table and dont move an inch, he said, and he returned the gun to Mrs.
Mallorys temple.
Ben, standing in front of Carolanne, did exactly as directed while everyone else
placed their hands on the table.
Samuelson gestured to Ben again with his gun. Put both hands behind your head.
Now!
Ben did as Samuelson directed.
Samuelson, let Mrs. Mallory go, Mike shouted.
A look of extreme shock crossed his face as the use of his name finally registered.
How did you know my name? Samuelson roared.
We know all about you, Samuelson. We know you murdered your wife, Rosie.
Tom stood up slowly, sighing with obvious relief when the gun left Mrs. Mallorys
temple and pointed directly at him
Nooooo. No. You stole my Rosie away from me. You did. Its your fault that my
Rosie is gone. Samuelsons face was contorted with insane rage and hatred.
Kate slowly rose to her feet beside Tom, her voice raised in anger. Mr.
Samuelson, my husband had nothing to do with your Rosies disappearance. And whats
more, you know it. Now let Mrs. Mallory go, and we can sit down and discuss this like
rational human beings.
Kate, please dont, Tom cried softly.
I said sit down and put your hands on the table where I can see them, unless you
want to see her dead. Samuelson shouted as he pointed his gun at Mrs. Mallory again.
Except you, Sheriff. You stay right where you are, and keep your hands behind your
head.
Tom and Kate sat back down and put their hands on the table.
Carolanne reached up very slowly, her body half hidden by Ben.
Ben hissed in a breath and fear twisted his insides, until he felt her slip a gun into
the back waistband of his jeans.
Mr. Samuelson, Carolanne said softly, soothingly as she leaned forward to look
at him. The police notified us that your Rosies body has been found. It was buried a
few steps into the woods. You remember the house, dont you? I think they said it was
number twenty-four Canyon Road.
Everyone in the room could see the moment when his mind remembered. They
could see the horror and the pain. And they could see his instant rejection of the reality he
couldnt face.
Noooooooo. You lie! I would never hurt my Rosie. You lie! Its not true!
Ben reached back and pushed Carolanne fully behind him. Sit back, he hissed
and quickly put his hand back behind his head.
Mrs. Mallory suddenly slumped unconscious in Samuelsons hold, her face blue.
He adjusted his hold across her chest instead of around her neck, and the blue began to
disappear.
Let her go, Kate cried. Youve nearly killed her. Just let her go!
A cold, calculating look appeared on Samuelsons face. Fine, Ill let her go when
you come up here and take her place.
Deal, she said shortly. Kate stood and slowly edged by the chairs in front of her.
Kate, no. Oh God, Kate, please dont do this, Tom whispered helplessly.
Kate continued to move slowly forward. You lost Rosies little girl, didnt you,
Samuelson. She must have looked a lot like her mama. You killed Rosie first, and then
you wanted to turn her little girl into a copy of her mother for you to use. For you to hit
with your fist, like you did to her mama.
Damn it, Katie, shut the fuck up, whispered Mike urgently as she passed his
chair.
As she slowly walked forward, Kate looked around the room and saw Ben across
the table and slightly ahead of her with his hands behind his head and a revolver in the
back waistband of his trousers. She saw Connor, who was seated with his back to
Samuelson, and noted one hand on the gun tucked in the front of his trousers. She also
knew that her guys were armed to the teeth. She just had to give them a chance to take
Samuelson down.
Did you know that shes married now? Rosemarys going to have a baby.
Another mans baby, Samuelson. Shes happy with another man. A man who didnt
murder her mama. A boy she fell in love with in her class at school, not an old man like
you. Thats who stole her away from you, a boy from school. Not my husband. Kate
gripped the derringer in her jacket pocket as she angled her body so that he could not see
what she was doing.
You lie. Its a lie, a lie. Shes mine! he shrieked. His screams covered up the
sound of Kate flicking off the safety on her derringer and cocking it. She was almost
close enough for him to grab her. Before she took the last step, she looked back at her
three men, her three loves, but the terrified look she saw on their faces nearly stopped her
in her tracks.
Enraged, Samuelson shoved Mrs. Mallory to the side and grabbed Kate by her
arm, yanking her toward his body. She lurched into his side and jammed her derringer
into the elbow of his gun arm, pulled the trigger, and dropped to the floor.
Nooooo! he screamed in shock as the gun hung limply from his useless hand.
He made a frantic attempt to grab the gun, but it dropped out of his hand.
As Kate fell to the floor, Connor turned low in his chair and snapped a shot up at
Samuelson, hitting him in the throat. Bens shot was a bare fraction of a second later,
hitting Samuelson between his eyes. But before his body fell to the floor, Mike, John, and
Tom got off one body shot each in a rolling volley of sound, punching his already dead
body back through the doorway into the foyer.
* * * *
John picked up his cell phone and said two words, Hes dead. His cell phone
came alive with shouted instructions and questions. Get here as soon as you can, and
well fill you in on everything. He turned off his cell phone and slipped it into his
pocket.
Mike and John split up and began searching for Trey and Ryan. John found them
conscious, but tied up and gagged in the pool room. They had moved back-to-back and
were frantically trying to untie the ropes that bound them, but hadnt quite made it.
Seeing the blood on both of their faces, John quickly called for another ambulance as
Mike arrived and helped cut them free.
They absolutely refused to stay in the pool room, wanting to be a part of the
whole takedown, even if it was after the fact. John nodded to Mike, and they assisted the
men to their feet and explained what had happened during the shooting.
Trey nodded morosely as they walked down the hallway. He said hed be back to
put a bullet in our brains, but he wanted us to listen to the others get it first. Then he
laughed and walked away. He was one sick son of a bitch.
The worst thing was, said Ryan, he meant every word, literally. He was going
to come back and kill us. It certainly gives you a new perspective on life and on living.
They stopped in the foyer where Samuelsons body had ended up. They looked at
the bullet-ridden body dispassionately.
Im sorry you had to go through that, Mike said as they turned away. But
because he stopped to tie you both up, he missed hearing the phone conversation where
his identity was revealed and the fact that his wifes body had been found. We were able
to keep him surprised and just a little off balance, which gave us a small edge.
They looked slightly mollified at that thought.
Ryan and Trey headed for Connor, who was in deep discussion with Sheriff
Whittaker, but Carolanne headed them off and pulled them to a couple of chairs near the
table and started asking them what had happened to them.
* * * *
Kate watched, fascinated. After the shooting had stopped and hed verified that
Samuelson was dead, she watched Ben stride toward Carolanne and haul her into his
arms and kiss her senseless. Then they both looked at Connor. Carolanne said something
to Ben, and he nodded, kissed her lingeringly again, and then went to talk to Connor.
Whatever Ben had said to Connor seemed to help. Color was finally returning to
his face, and he looked almost normal as he walked over to where Trey and Ryan were
sitting and joined their conversation.
One ambulance had already come and taken Mrs. Mallory to the hospital for
observation. She was obviously distraught and had undergone quite a terrifying ordeal.
Forty-five minutes later, the sirens screaming outside announced the arrival of Ian
and Trent and their teams, as well as the second ambulance Mike had called for Trey and
Ryan. Chaotic confusion reigned as Ian and Trent, with their headsets bleating
instructions from headquarters, took over. Their men were milling about in the hall,
taking pictures of Samuelsons body from every possible angle. They even appropriated
the ambulance for transportation of Samuelsons body, although the EMTs did patch up
Trey and Ryan before they left. Finally, hours later, the body and most of the men were
gone.
Ian and Trent videotaped and audio taped interviews with each person present.
Then, just before they left, they played the taped cell phone coverage they obtained from
Johns call.
I cant even begin to tell you how we felt listening to that and not being able to
be here, or able to do anything to help. Especially, when we knew exactly how dangerous
this guy was, Ian stated solemnly. I dont ever want to go through anything like that
again, and Im sure you dont either. But, having said that, I cant help but acknowledge
the incredible job you all did. Each and every one of you contributed to getting a
veritable monster off of the streets. Well done. Well done. He turned and left the room
without another word.
Trent smiled grimly before following Ian out of the room and said, What he said,
and thanks.
Ben stood and held his hand out to Carolanne. Is our date still on? Its way past
seven oclock.
Most definitely. Lets go home, Ben. Ive got beer cooling and Ill call for the
pizza on the way. Carolanne stood and took his hand, pulling him to the door.
Boy, said Ryan after they left. Pizza and a cold beer. Sounds like heaven to
me.
Connor and Trey nodded enthusiastically.
Tell you what, said Tom. I have an account at the Pizza Palace and can have
three or four pizzas delivered, and maybe some hot wings, salad, and pasta, too. Theres
plenty of beer and soft drinks in the refrigerator in the pool room. Unless youd rather
escape from here for a while. I could understand that, too.
Not me, said Ryan forcefully. Staying here sounds great.
Me, too, said Connor and Trey.
Well, go on. Enjoy yourselves. Well let you know when the food gets here.
Youre off for the rest of the night. John smiled and added, Dont worry about getting
up early tomorrow, either. Take the day off and have a good time.
My God, the resiliency of youth. Mike grimaced. Were we ever that young?
Tom put down his cell phone after placing the food order. No, actually, I dont
think we were ever that young. But I like seeing them happy. How is Connor doing? Im
sure it was traumatic for him to actually shoot a man. But Ill be eternally grateful that he
never hesitated. I saw both you and Mike talking to him for a short time. Is he okay?
Well, Connor said Ben talked to him and told him that, yes, his shot to the throat
could have been lethal, if wed had the time to wait for him to bleed out. Or Kates shot
could have hit an artery or vein in his arm, and eventually killed him, with enough time.
But Ben told him that what his shot and Kates shot did was to shock and stun Samuelson
just long enough for Ben to be able to take aim and deliver the killing shot. So I think
hes going to be able to deal with what happened. But what about you, Kate? John
looked anxiously at her. How are you dealing with this?
Actually, Im dealing with it just fine, at least for now. I keep expecting to have
a reaction, but so far, nothing. I was so angry at that man for all he put Tom through and
what he did to that poor childs life that shooting him in the arm didnt seem so bad. I just
had to do it, you know? Her voice started wobbling. Im glad its over. No more
worries, but Im so tired. I know its probably shock and adrenaline overload, but all I
want to do now is sleep. Just stretch out and sleep.
Then lets go upstairs, sweetheart, Tom said quickly. Well stretch out together
because Im suddenly feeling exhausted, too. And Im not willing to let you out of my
sight, or my arms. Well wait until tomorrow to give you hell for taking ten years off of
our lives. Tom looked at Mike and John. Will you see that the food is taken back to the
pool room for me? Youre both welcome to join us, you know.
We do know, said John as he leaned down to kiss Kate good night. You take
care of our girl tonight, Tom. Well see you both in the morning.
Good night, said Mike as he kissed Kate, too.
I sure hope Tom ordered enough food, John said after theyd gone, because
suddenly Im starving.
Me, too, but Ive got to run upstairs for a few minutes. Will you call me when
the food arrives?
You know I will.
Mike nodded and went upstairs.
John stood in the empty foyer, noting the bullet holes in the walls and the
occasional smear of blood that Ians and Trents men missed. Theyd have to call in a
professional cleaning crew as well as have the bullet holes patched.
But that was for another day.
Chapter 17
The next morning Mrs. Mallory was preparing breakfast, the aroma of fresh
coffee and homemade cinnamon rolls filling the kitchen.
Mrs. Mallory, cried Kate. I never expected to see you today. How are you
feeling?
Oh, Im just fine. Charlie came to get me at the hospital last night and took me
home, thank goodness. I just hate hospitals. She smiled and returned the hugs she was
getting from everyone.
Charlies taking me on a trip to Florida to see our daughter and grandkids. Ive
never been there, and Im so excited. But I told Charlie that I had to come back here
before we left. I wanted to tell you how much it meant to me that you were willing to
trade places with me, just to save me from that crazy man. Charlie said it was the bravest
thing hed ever heard of, too, especially after he talked to those two men who came to the
hospital to get my statement.
Ill bet, murmured Mike.
Kate smiled. When are you supposed to leave, Mrs. Mallory?
Well, Charlie is waiting outside for me now. Were going to leave as soon as I
finish breakfast here.
Mike walked over and gently removed the wooden spoon from Mrs. Mallorys
hand. Then youre off right now. Ill take over the scrambled eggs, and John can take
the cinnamon rolls out of the oven when the timer rings. The coffee is already made, and
we want you to have a wonderful vacation. He gave her a quick kiss on her cheek and
turned her toward the door.
Hold on a minute, Mrs. Mallory, Tom said. Ive got your pay along with a
substantial bonus. Consider it your hazardous duty pay. Use it on your vacation and have
a great time. Using his cane, Tom walked toward Mrs. Mallory and handed her a rather
thick envelope. He held up his hand, cutting off her protests and shooed her toward the
door.
* * * *
Ben and Carolanne stopped by later that morning, and they did a final wrap up
with the M-G teams who had been involved. Sophie and Gina reported that Marylou
Kasden was thrilled with the apartment theyd found and was seriously considering
several different career paths.
Salazar, the small town hood, was also in jail. His three men, arrested at
Marylous apartment, rolled on him, spilling everything they knew about his various
illegal activities, many of which crossed state lines. According to Ben, the Feds were
digging into his activities and looking for his contacts and suppliers.
Scott Thomasson was still in the hospital and faced a long period of therapy and
additional surgeries due to his crushed wrist. The bartender, Barney, didnt end up
pressing charges against him, but Captain Richards had told Thomasson that they had the
video of him assaulting Marylou and she didnt have to file charges for him to be charged
with battery. That situation was still up in the air.
Trey and Ryan explained how Samuelson cut the phone lines and ambushed them
separately.
Ian called as the meeting was winding down. He had just talked to Rosemary
Langston to advise her that her mothers body had been found and that Samuels, also
known as Samuelson, was dead. He said it was a very emotional phone call, but that
Rosemary had asked him to thank those who removed the dark and terrifying threat of
Samuelson from her life.
When the meeting finally finished and everyone had gone, the four of them sat
over coffee, the house oddly quiet now.
* * * *
Kate had hardly said one word during the whole meeting, but now she couldnt
hold in her concern about John and Mike.
You arent planning on leaving us now that the threat against Tom has been
taken care of, are you? She looked from Mike to John and finally to Tom. You wont
let them leave us, will you, Tom?
You want us here, Katie? Permanently?
Yes, she replied immediately. We both want you here, dont we, Tom?
We do, Tom said quietly. Ive always wanted both of you to become a part of
our lives. A truly intimate part of our lives. These past few weeks have been a dream
come true for me. But there is something that should be discussed seriously. He stopped
and looked at Kate questioningly.
Kate took a deep breath. Tom means children. I am unable to conceive due to a
medical condition I had as a child, and you already know that Tom had mumps that left
him sterile. We have seriously discussed adoption, but put it off after Toms accident.
One day, in the future, we intend to take up that option. So we would understand if either
of you wanted to have a family, children of your own.
Well, actually, neither Mike nor I will be getting married and having children.
We both decided several years ago that our particular gene pools had some rather long
histories of abuse and other serious problems. And a year or so after your wedding, we
realized that we wanted to make a commitment to each other, which we did very
privately. To us, it is as binding as your wedding vows are to you. That does not mean
that we dont love the two of you because you know that we do. John looked at Mike
and smiled warmly as Mike moved closer to him and grasped his hand. But youll need
uncles for your children, wont you? Mike and I would be fantastic uncles, John said.
That we will. With a house this big, we can fill it with kids who need a home and
make our own family. Mikes face was solemn as he continued. We can make a safe
place for kids to grow up, not like what we
Whew, Kate interrupted as Mikes voice cracked with emotion. Thats a real
load off of my mind. I was so afraid wed lose you both, and that would break my heart.
And mine, too, Tom said. I couldnt be happier now that weve settled the fact
that youre both going to make your home here, with us.
I think we should celebrate this fantastic news.
I agree, Kate, said John with a smile. And where do you want to go to
celebrate? Anywhere you say, thats where well go. Right, Tom? London, Paris, Rome,
the Caribbean, the Orient, you name it.
Well, guys, there is one destination Ive been dying to visit, but I dont want to
go without all of you.
Name it, sweetheart, and well pack and leave tonight. Tom grasped her hand,
squeezing gently.
Yes, Katie. Anywhere you say.
Well, I really, really want to visit the attic. Now! I need you and want you, all
three of you, touching me, filling me, and fucking me. I love you all, so very much.
The stunned expressions on their faces excited her, particularly when those
expressions changed to hot, intense, predatory sexual desire. She could feel her juices
surging between her pussy lips and collecting on her panties. John stood, his erection
tenting his trousers, and strode toward her. He gently lifted her from her chair and pulled
her into his arms, holding her tightly. Kate began squirming against him, tilting her pelvis
up to increase the friction he was creating against her pussy.
Attic, she whimpered. Lets get up to the attic. I need to see what kind of
playground Tom has created for us.
Tom and Mike were already on their way to the elevator, large grins on their
faces. John pushed back reluctantly from Kate, turned her, and with his hands on her
shoulders, steered her out of the room. They all crowded into the elevator, excitement and
anticipation radiating from each of them as the elevator made its way slowly up to the
third floor.
They passed several storage rooms before Tom stopped in front of a blank wall.
He turned what looked like a thermostat and a panel slid open, revealing a door. The door
to the room was made of metal and had what looked to be a fingerprint recognition
mechanism, in addition to the keyed lock. Right now, Tom said, the keys and my
thumbprint will unlock the room. Later well initiate the fingerprint mechanism for all
three of you. This may seem like overkill, but I dont ever want anyone else to even know
about this place, let alone be able to access it. Especially any children we might adopt.
No one else will even know whats here except the four of us. Tom leaned against the
doorjamb and unlocked the door, pushing it slowly open.
The first thing Kate noticed was the amount of natural light in the room. There
were four large skylights with sunlight streaming through. They were placed on opposite
sides of a thick beam that spanned the length of the room. One skylight was directly over
a huge four-poster bed containing four pillows against a padded headboard. The bed
looked as if it were two king-size beds put together. John and Mike were busy taking the
dust cover off of the bed as dust motes danced in the rays of the sunlight. They folded the
scarlet coverlet back, revealing black satin sheets and pillow cases.
Quickly, they removed other dust covers from chairs, tables, glass cabinets,
benches, and assorted other items in the huge room, while gasps of laughter and moans of
heated desire followed them.
Tom, this is incredible, Kate said as she looked around in stunned surprise. On
the other side of the room from the massive bed with its four thick, carved posts was a
huge half-glass wall containing a shower with numerous showerheads at various levels.
The ceiling of the shower contained four rain showerheads. All four of them could
shower at the same time with plenty of room, thought Kate with a smile. Through an
open door next to the shower Kate could see part of a lavish bathroom.
Theres a lot more to see, Kate. Tom put his hand under her elbow and directed
her toward a glass counter. Stacked inside on one shelf were unopened boxes of electric
and battery operated vibrators, dildos, butt plugs, and probes of different sizes, shapes,
and colors. Another glass shelf held boxes of cock rings, penis pumps, and male
masturbators, along with blindfolds, handcuffs, several different bondage kits, and strap-
ons, and a quantity of feather ticklers. There were also creams, lubricants, and emollients
of every kind and scent.
And look up there, Kate, Tom said with a smile. Remember how we talked of
getting a sex swing? Well, there they are, two of them, suspended from the ceiling. I cant
wait to see you swinging naked in one, totally open to whatever toys we want to use on
you, or however we want to fuck you or play with you and pleasure you.
Damn it, Tom, I cant wait either. Its like being in an extremely luxurious and
high-end sex shop or bordello.
Tom smiled and nodded in acknowledgement as he unbuttoned Kates slacks and
began pushing them and her panties down her legs with one hand while he slid his other
hand between her legs and began stroking her already distended clit. While Kate slipped
her T-shirt over her head, Tom, with a quick movement of his fingers, disposed of her
bra, leaving her naked.
Mike and John had started taking off their shirts when John whispered something
in Mikes ear. Mike laughed and nodded his head. When they approached Kate and Tom,
both men had their cocks and balls hanging outside their trousers.
You two sure know how to show a girl a really good time, Kate said as her eyes
feasted on the sight before her.
She smiled and looked at Tom. He winked and nodded and watched as Kate sank
to her knees, grasping a cock in each hand and pressing the two cock heads together.
Then she began licking and sucking the two cocks at the same time, her tongue curling as
far as possible around the tips of their cocks as she rubbed them together.
Tom moved to the opposite side from Kate and reached between their legs,
grasping their balls in his hands, massaging and rolling them to the agonized moans and
groans from Mike and John.
Tom grabbed Johns arm for support as he awkwardly knelt and turned Johns
hips to face him. He pulled Johns cock into his mouth and sucked hard as Kate took
Mikes meat in her mouth, sucking and tonguing him wildly. Mike and John groaned
loudly as they turned their upper bodies to face each other and kissed frantically.
Kate and Tom were on their knees, almost facing each other as they sucked, their
eyes never leaving each other. Finally, Tom reached up and undid the button holding
Johns trousers up and pushed them and his briefs down to his ankles. He reached around
to Johns ass and slowly inserted his finger. Kates eyes widened, and then she quickly
mimicked his moves, unbuttoning and pushing down Mikes trousers and briefs, then
inserting her finger into Mikes tight ass.
Katie! Tom! I cant hold on any longer. Im going to come.
Me, too! groaned John.
At the anal penetrations, John and Mike howled and began shooting jets of cum
into Kates and Toms sucking mouths.
After licking her lips to catch the drop of Mikes cum that had escaped, Kate
leaned forward and kissed Tom sensuously while Mike and John untangled their feet
from their trousers and finished undressing.
That was wonderful, Kate said as she slumped to the floor next to Tom. Mike
and John slowly sank to the floor next to them with large grins on their faces.
The four of them sat on the floor in companionable silence, taking in the many
details of the room.
Oh, Katie, luv, just look at those restraints attached to the massive posts and
headboard of the bed. You know whats going to happen with those, dont you?
Yes, I do, she replied with a smile. And I cant wait to see you naked and tied
up for my pleasure.
The look of surprise on Mikes face caused several chuckles. Especially when
Mike responded, I cant wait for that, either.
Well, if I have anything to say about it, and I do, each one of us is going to spend
some quality time tied to that wonderful bed. Right? Kate looked at each one of the men
with a very determined glint in her eyes.
Tom and Mike grinned and nodded enthusiastically. John looked slightly
uncomfortable, but nodded his head, too.
Dont worry, John. Well be gentle, I promise, Kate said with a smile and a soft
kiss to his lips.
John kissed her back with a bit of tongue play and then grinned wryly. Ill just
bet you will. But Im up for any games you want to play. Just make sure I get my turn to
be in charge.
I dont see why we cant all have a chance to be in charge, Kate remarked
pensively. As a matter of fact, that was one of my fantasies I havent had a chance to
talk about yet.
Since we love your fantasies, please continue, Katie. Were listening avidly for
the details.
Well, there really arent many details. Just that I get hot thinking about both
having control and also being controlled. My fantasy actually is pretty generic and not
fully formed yet. Basically, it was the idea of having a different one of us in complete
sexual control of the others every other weekend or even for a single day every other
weekend. The other three would be virtual sex slaves to the Master for that day or
weekend. That way, wed each get a chance to really be in charge.
John groaned loudly. Thats more than okay with me. In fact, its one of my
fantasies, too. Only in my fantasies it was me in charge. But for the chance to sexually
control all of you for a whole weekend, and Im pushing for the weekend over a single
day, Im all for it. Lets do it, soon.
Im in, said Tom hoarsely. It sounds like a helluva great idea, and Im going to
start making plans now for when Im Master of all of you slaves. Im all for the weekend,
too. Oh, this will be fantastic fun.
Im in for the weekend, too, but what Id like to know now, said Mike slyly, is
why were all naked, except Tom.
Everyone turned to Tom, their faces reflecting their intent as they moved toward
him. Tom laughed. Come on, its not my fault. You got distracted and abandoned me.
Im the one who should be outraged, he said laughingly as they closed in on him.
In short order, his clothing was gone and he was naked as a jaybird. Their hands
were all over him, his cock, his balls, and his ass. He was writhing on the floor under
their caresses, moaning and begging for more.
Get the lube from the cabinet, Mike. Johns voice was tight and strained. Its
time, Tom. Well do it slowly, and if you cant take it, just let us know. We can try a little
bit more or a little bit deeper each day if you need to. But well start now.
Mike put the bottle of lubricant on the bed and helped John pick Tom up and
position him bent over at the foot of the bed, his feet on the floor and his ass exposed.
Kate, stand beside Tom and after my cock has been lubed, you will spread his
ass cheeks apart and watch each inch of my dick that disappears into him.
Mike opened the bottle of lube and poured it into his hands, then stroked Johns
cock liberally. Then he squirted some of the lube between Toms ass cheeks, rubbing it in
and then adding more.
Hes ready, John, said Mike breathlessly.
Are you ready, Tom? Are you ready to feel my cock in your ass? Do you like
knowing that Kate is going to watch you get fucked? Come on, Tom. Let us hear you say
it. We can all see your cock pushing into the bed. Youre hot and horny, arent you,
Tom.
Yessss, Tom grated roughly. Stick it in me, John. Fuck my ass like you used
to. I need to feel you inside me, deep inside. Put your cock in my ass, John, please.
Tell Kate to spread your ass cheeks and watch as you get fucked. Now. John
gave several slaps to Toms ass until Tom groaned agonizingly.
Kate, do it. Spread my ass cheeks and watch John fuck me. Do it, Kate, now. I
cant wait any longer. Please, Kate. Tom was pushing his ass back toward John when
Kate put her hands on his ass, separating his cheeks and exposing the brown puckered
hole.
As John moved to the bed, he gestured to Mike. Help her keep him open for me,
Mike. This first time, I need her to put it in him. Come on, Kate, grab my dick and
position it at his hole. Oh, yes. Perfect. Now push just the head in. Slowly, Kate.
Fascinated, Kate watched as the large crown of Johns cock penetrated slightly,
forcing its way in. She grabbed his cock again, and pulled John forward, pushing his cock
deeper into Toms ass. Tom groaned loudly, begging for more. He wiggled his butt until
he almost dislodged Johns cock. John gave him several sharp smacks on his ass and told
Kate to give Tom what he wanted, more cock in his ass.
How much more can you take, Tom? John asked quietly. We dont have to do
any more than just this far if its too much.
Oh, God, John, I want it all. Its not too much, I swear. I need you to fill me with
your meaty dick. Kate, tell him, tell him to put it all in me. Its been so long, so damned
long.
Give it to him, John. Give him what he wants and what he needs. I love seeing
him get fucked and craving more. She pushed on Johns ass, and he slowly sank deeper
into Tom.
Toms moans and cries suddenly increased as she saw Mike push beneath Toms
legs and begin sucking his cock as John pushed in to the base of his stalk.
Youve got it all, Tommy. Every inch of my dick is in your ass. You took it
beautifully, and now Im going to move. Just short little strokes for now. Later, after your
surgeries have healed, Ill plow your ass the way I used to, the way you always loved to
be taken. But, now, youll take what I say you can have.
Kate climbed up on the bed to where Toms head was thrashing back and forth
and his cries of pleasure erupted over and over as his hands fisted tightly into the bed
cover. He looked up into her eyes, and she could sense the question in his expression. She
leaned down and kissed him passionately, reveling in his immediate response.
I love seeing you being pleasured, Tom, seeing the rapture on your face. I dont
care which one of us is doing it, but the sounds of your moans and groans make me so
hot.
Tom lifted his head and looked into her love-filled eyes. Get over here and let
me suck that pussy before I come. Hurry because I dont think I can keep from coming
for long. God, I love you, Kate. None of this would have been possible without you.
Strangled groans cut off his thought process, and Kate lifted his head into her lap. She
could hear Mike as he sucked and licked Toms cock and could watch as Johns cock
slowly tunneled in and out of Toms ass. And then, suddenly, Toms tongue was right
where she wanted it to be. She cried out in pleasure as he sucked her clit into his mouth
hard, his tongue attacking the sensitive knot of nerve endings with jabs and strong licks.
Just before her orgasm overcame her totally, she watched John suddenly stiffen and
groan, his face etched with orgasmic pleasure. Toms shout filled the room as he filled
Mikes mouth with his cum. And, finally, Mike stood with a smile on his face as he
jacked off in front of them.
After spending an inordinate amount of time in the shower laughing and playing,
they returned to the bed where the four of them snuggled down together.
Now, about these long weekends. How is it going to work? Who is going to start,
and what are the rules? John said enthusiastically. Long weekend? How did we
suddenly go from one day to a weekend to a long weekend? Kate asked with
amusement.
If youre going to do something, then take the time to do it right, John said with
a smirk.
I think we might be better off to try just one day at first, Tom said softly. We
can always expand to the weekend or even the long weekend. But lets see how we each
deal with the one day first. My suggestion is to put all four of our names in a hat and
draw one to see who goes first. The next name pulled goes second, and so forth. As far as
rules are concerned, we can add or subtract as time goes by, but as long as we respect
each others limits, which we are already familiar with, we shouldnt have any problems.
Agreed?
I dont have a problem with that, at least to start with, John said.
Sounds good to me, too. How about you, Katie?
Im okay with it, Mike. I agree that starting with one day for each of us sounds
fine. That way well be able to judge how everything is working out.
In that case, let the fantasies begin. They all laughed and applauded Toms
declaration as they gathered their thoughts and plans for their future pleasures.
THE END
SANDY.SMYTH@YAHOO.COM
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