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"Missy, please put the gun down," Elliot pleaded with his ex-wife as calmly as he could. "You know I didn't steal any money from you. It was split between us just like all the other assets we had."

"Bullshit!" Missy screamed at him and waved the gun at him. "I worked my ass off for that money! You didn't even know about it until your fucking lawyer poked her nose where it didn't belong! Don't worry, I took care of her before I came here!"

"What did you do, Missy?" Elliot asked her, suddenly struck with fear at her murderous disclosure.

"The same thing that's going to happen to you if you don't give me that money now!" she revealed.

"Missy," Elliot tried to reason with her as he thought of a way to get Yvonne and himself out of the predicament, "you know I don't have the money here. How is killing me and Yvonne going to help anything? You know you won't get away with it."

"It'll make me five million dollars richer," she answered. "A person can disappear with that kind of money. Now where is it?!"

Elliot's dog Maxx trotted into the living room and began to growl at the raving Missy. "Oh, shut up, you flea-bitten fuck!" she shouted at the canine. "I always hated that dog. I think I'll kill him first so you can watch!" She pointed the gun at Maxx's wide furry body. Before she could pull the trigger, Maxx turned his attention from her and started barking at the back door of the home. Missy turned her attention to the rear of the house, and it was then that Elliot made his move.

Lunging toward her, Elliot tried to wrestle the gun from Missy's hand. His strength had not fully come back from the attack the previous week and he felt his power drain quickly, but he kept his grip on the barrel. Missy yanked her hand back to try to break Elliot's grip and the pistol fired two shots. Yvonne screamed as the gun went off then saw a flash from behind Elliot's ex-wife. Missy fell to the floor writhing in pain then Yvonne watched as Cari placed a swift kick to the side of the would-be killer's head, knocking her unconscious.

Elliot ran to the other side of the room and secured the gun before Missy could revive. "Yvonne, call the police!" he yelled as he handed her his phone. He then looked at Cari, who was still poised to strike, her body posed in a fighting position.

Elliot exhaled then addressed his redheaded girlfriend as Yvonne spoke to the authorities on his cellphone. "Cari? Where did you come from? How did you know we needed help?"

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Thirty Minutes Prior

Cari had just started her first break at Polarity and was walking to the cafeteria for her second cup of coffee that morning. She had not slept well the night before, even though she had snuggled up to Elliot's warmth. She knew he wasn't sweating the confrontation with jane that morning, but she worried for him. As if a harbinger had made its way into the office, she spied Jane coming toward her, a handful of paper towels mopping the skin showing from her half unbuttoned linen shirt. Jane grabbed Cari's arm when she reached her vicinity then pulled her into a conference room.

"I want the rest of the money!" Jane ordered. Thumbing her mobile device on, she opened her photo app and showed Cari the picture Elliot had snapped of himself and Jane, who was shown covered in Elliot's milky emissions.

"The bet was for everyone not in the top three to win their money back," Cari corrected her, still somewhat taken aback by the digital photo. "Why do you think you should get the rest?"

"Because no one else will be able to claim any more of it," Jane revealed. "Elliot just quit."

"Quit?!" Cari repeated. "Why would he quit? He loved working here. Unless you made him."

"I wouldn't question it too much," Jane warned her. "I know all about your little arrangement with him and Yvonne. I'd hate to pull out the moral turpitude clause in the policy book. It's vague but I think I could make it stick. Now, the money, please."

Cari looked at Jane for a few seconds then reached into her pocket and pulled out five one-hundred-dollar bills. "Take it," she said flatly. "It's over and I'm glad. Where's Elliot now?"

"He left," Jane said as she stuffed the bills into her pants pocket. "Probably putting it to that little Latina hussy as we speak. You'll want to watch out for that one."

"Yeah, sure," Cari said, dismissing her boss' statement. "I'm taking the rest of the day off. Enjoy your winnings." She hurried out of the room and back to her work area to punch out for the day and get her jacket and keys. She ran out of the building and through the parking lot to her car. She wasn't sure why she was in a rush; she just knew that she needed to be with Elliot at that moment and that she had to hurry to him.

When she pulled up to Elliot's house, she noticed a car parked in front of the condominium. Normally there weren't any cars parked on the street as all the homes had ample driveways. Her sixth sense pricked her inner ears even more than before and she decided not to park in Elliot's driveway, opting instead to pull in front of the unknown vehicle. She stealthily made her way out of the car and through the frosty front yard. Nearing the front window, Cari saw a woman standing in his living room through the gap in the curtains. She didn't know who the woman was, but she knew what she was holding in her hand: a black automatic pistol.

Cari's blood ran cold when she saw the firearm in the mystery woman's hand and deduced that it was pointed at either Elliot or Yvonne, possibly both. Cari ducked under the sill and crawled across the lawn until she was out of eyeshot from the window. She could hear shouting from home and knew that time was short. She ran to the back of the home and put her key in the lock. When the tumbler turned it gave a sharp click. She heard Maxx begin to bark and hurried inside, knowing the dog's vocalizations would give her away. She took two steps inside then heard a scream followed by two shots then another scream. Cari froze in her tracks for a split second then ran though the dining room and kitchen to the front of the house.

When she entered the large room, she saw Elliot and the would-be shooter wrestling for control of the gun. Instinct took over and she went into fight mode. Cari crouched slightly then sent a quick jab to the woman's midsection. She heard the wind rush out of the woman then Cari spun on one heel and delivered a high kick that caught the blonde in her left temple. The gun went skittering and Elliot jumped on it as the woman fell to the floor in a heap. Cari walked calmly to the woman, who was struggling to get off the floor, and gave one more swift kick to her head, knocking the assailant cold.

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Present

"Cari? Where did you come from? How did you know we needed help" Elliot said after exhaling sharply.

"I... I don't know..." she answered slightly dazed from the confrontation. "Are you both OK?"

"I think so," Elliot said as he checked himself over then rushed to Yvonne, who was still on the phone speaking to the emergency dispatch operator in a mix of English and Spanish and made sure she was unharmed as well. Yvonne disconnected the call with the authorities then clutched on to Elliot in a death grip.

"You're OK," he said softly to Yvonne, who cried and trembled in his embrace. "We're all OK." He saw Cari standing over Missy, hands still balled into fists and ready to strike. Missy began to stir slightly, and Elliot watched her eyes flutter open. He released Yvonne with the arm holding the gun then pointed the pistol at his ex-wife.

"I should fucking kill you for what you've done here today," he said lowly to her as he aimed the gun at her forehead.

"Do it then..." she replied groggily. "I'd rather be dead than have to see your face in court, you thief..."

Elliot released Yvonne completely and walked closer to Missy, still sprawled on the floor. His hand gripped the pistol tightly and his index finger slipped on to the trigger. Cari saw his eyes go wide with rage and she moved to intervene.

"Elliot," she pleaded with him, "don't do this. She'll get hers." She looked at Missy then spoke in her direction. "She's going to go to jail for a long time for what she's done today. But don't make this worse for any of us. We can't live without you..."

Elliot's finger twitched once on the trigger and Cari waited for the gun's sharp report and the mess that would be Missy's brains to splatter on the carpet. After what seemed like an eternity but was only five seconds, Elliot inhaled deeply then let his breath out slowly while taking his finger off the firing device. He stopped pointing the gun at his ex-wife's head then set the firearm on the ledge near the door.

"If she moves," he said to Cari," give her another shot to her head. Make sure she doesn't get up again."

"Damn straight," was all that Cari replied then tensed to strike again.

In the distance, the trio heard sirens wailing and two minutes later saw five police cruisers pull up outside the house. Three of the officers were armed with automatic weapons and trained their barrels on the front door. Elliot peeked out of the front window then went to the door. He opened it and let it swing wide then stepped onto the porch with his hands up.

"Officers," he announced, "the person you want is inside the home. She's wearing a pink pantsuit and is laying on the floor. There are two other women inside: one a tall redhead, the other a shorter Hispanic woman. Both helped me subdue the woman. They'll come out now. The gun is on the ledge to the right of the door." Concluding, he gingerly dropped to his knees on the porch and waited for the police to restrain him.

The police did just that then waited for the two women Elliot described to exit the house. Both Cari and Yvonne were put in handcuffs by two officers while the rest rushed into the house and secured the gun while restraining Missy. The officers questioned everyone and deduced that Missy was the assailant. Elliot, Cari, and Yvonne were all released, and Missy was hauled to one of the cars to be incarcerated.

"She also admitted to assaulting my lawyer," Elliot added to his statement. "You may want to check his home and office." He gave the police the information they needed then the officers loaded Missy into the car for her trip to the county jail.

After the officers left, it was just Elliot, Cari and Yvonne left at home. All three went inside and saw that the police had taken the gun and the spent bullet casings from the living room floor. Elliot noticed the two holes in the far wall where the bullets had struck during the struggle and began to weep as he sat on the floor. Both women rushed to him and consoled him.

"These could have killed either one of you," he said shakily as his tears flowed.

"But they didn't, bebe..." Yvonne said and kissed his cheek. "We're both OK. And so are you,

amante..."

Cari helped Elliot to his feet and guided him toward the bedroom. "Let's all go lay down for a while. I think we've earned some rest."

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The three lovers slumbered for several hours, and Elliot awoke forty-five minutes after midnight. He did not remember taking his clothes off before climbing into bed but realized he and the two women were all nude. He removed himself quietly from the bed and made his way to the shower in the adjoining bathroom. He ran the water for a minute then entered the large stall to wash away the day's horrifying activities.

Elliot let the hot water cascade over his head and face, his tears mingling with the runoff that flowed down the drain. It had been an emotional day, and he gave himself time to feel the emotions running through him. Ten minutes after he started his shower, he felt another presence enter the tub with him.

Cari wrapped her arms around him from behind and held him as the water soaked her body and red hair. "I know your feeling it, baby..." she said in his wet ear. "Don't hold it in..."

His head bent under the running water, and he sighed heavily. "Just thinking about what could have happened to you and Yvonne," Elliot said, "I've never been so scared in my life. Thank God you showed up when you did, or..."

"No 'or'," she stopped him. "It's over now and we're all fine. Your ex is going to get what she deserves. And now we'll all get what we deserve. And we deserve to be happy..."

"That's right, bebe," another voice echoed through the stall. "Let's all be happy now," Yvonne confirmed Cari's declaration. She slid around the two embraced lovers then knelt in front of Elliot under the showerhead. Yvonne slipped one of her small hands around Elliot's long dick then stuffed the rest into her mouth. Working him back and forth, she felt his length grow in her mouth and on her tongue as the steam rose in the bathroom.

Cari brushed Elliot's long wet hair aside and kissed his neck while her right hand moved past his backside and fondled his heavy scrotum. Elliot moaned at the double attention his genital area was receiving and steadied himself with a hand on the shower wall, his other placed on top of Yvonne's wet head.

Cari rubbed Elliot's back and balls as Yvonne continued to stroke his meat in and out of her hot mouth. Yvonne removed him and licked up and down his shaft, running her tongue and lips back and forth and flicking his sensitive head. Elliot felt himself getting close and pulled back away from Yvonne's oral attack. He turned the water off then opened the glass shower door, letting the steam fill the bathroom and the cooler air rush into the stall.

"Let's continue this in the other room," he stated and stepped onto the purple bathmat placed on the floor. He helped Yvonne to her feet the helped both women out of the tub. They reached for their towels on the rack, but Elliot stopped them. "Don't dry off yet," he ordered. "Let's keep this wetness going."

All three were dripping wet when they climbed back into the bed and the sheets claimed the beads from their skin. Elliot parted Yvonne's legs and began to run his tongue up and down her slit, focusing on her pink nub. Cari positioned herself over Yvonne's face and offered the sexy Latina her willing and waiting pussy. Elliot and Yvonne's tongues worked overtime while Cari ran her fingers over Yvonne's firm breasts, lightly pinching and tracing small circles on her brownish nipples.

Yvonne came hard and fast on Elliot's mouth and trapped his head between her thighs as she convulsed. Cari followed next and let go on Yvonne's tongue and lips, grinding herself against her lover's face as her orgasm coursed through her body. When her legs stopped shaking, Cari dismounted Yvonne's face and fell back on the mattress, slightly bumping her head against the far wall as she fell.

"Ouch!" she cried then giggled at her clumsiness.

"You OK?" Elliot asked her as he wiped Yvonne's wetness from his face and beard.

"Just fine, my love," Cari replied. She pulled Yvonne to her knees and both women knelt on the bed, their asses pointing toward him. "I think you need to fuck both of us now."

Elliot smiled and grabbed Yvonne's hips. Thrusting forward, he entered her and began to pump in and out of her furiously. He stopped and pulled out of Yvonne then moved down the bed to Cari and repeated his earlier motions. Back and forth he went, savagely trying to satisfy both women. When it was finally his turn to release, he was buried deep inside Yvonne.

"Cum in her, baby..." Cari commanded Elliot. "I want you to cum in her now!"

Elliot obeyed his sexy partner and unleashed his torrent deep inside Yvonne waiting womb. Cari saw his bag hitch up and down as his seed torpedoed out of him. Elliot held Yvonne's ass tight to his groin as he shot forth into her. He finished and held his place for a few minutes, feeling himself deflate inside Yvonne until his flaccid cock slipped out and slapped stickiness on his left thigh.

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Oh, muy bueno, Papi!"

Yvonne said as she rolled onto her back, her still damp curly hair spreading out over the sheets that needed to be changed. "You filled me up so full!"

"Fucking hot," Cari exclaimed then repeated. "That was so fucking hot. I'm worn out just watching it!"

"Well, me too," Elliot concurred then countered, "but now I'm hungry. Breakfast or dinner, ladies?"

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The trio opted for breakfast and all three, still naked and untowelled from their group shower, cooked scrambled eggs, toast, and sausages. They all ate ravenously as none of them had eaten anything since the previous morning. After the meal, the three changed the damp sheets on the bed and climbed back in to sleep for the rest of the night. Elliot's phone rang at twenty minutes past eight the next morning and he awoke to answer it.

"Steph?" Elliot said into the phone's mouthpiece. "What's going on? Aren't you supposed to be working?"

"Elliot," Stephanie's voice blared through the speaker, "all Hell has broken loose here at Polarity. Human Resources found out about the bet! The bigwigs are here now. Jane's been fired along with most of the women that were in on it. It's like a bloodletting here right now!"

"What about you?" Elliot asked. "They didn't fire you too, did they? I mean, you didn't participate."

"I was interviewed because they knew you and I worked closely together," she responded. "I haven't lost my job, but I think they were leaning that way. They want to talk to you."

"To me?" he answered. "Why would they want to talk to me? I've already put in my resignation." Elliot saw Cari and Yvonne sit up wide awake when they heard the conversation.

"They want you back," she admitted. "They want you in Jane's old job, even though they know what went on in her office the other day. They want you to run this place! Where's Cari?"

"She's right here with me," he divulged.

"Better tell her to get in here too," Stephanie announced. "They think she was the ringleader in all this."

Cari moved to speak into the phone, but Elliot stopped her with one index finger held up. "Just a minute, Steph." He said into the mobile then hit the mute button then turned to Cari. "Babe, do you want to go in and talk to them. I think you know what's going to happen if you do." Cari said nothing, only shook her head back and forth in the negative.

"I want you and Yvonne to go get your things, everything you need, and come back here permanently," he told the women before clicking the receiver back on. "Steph, tell them we politely refuse to speak with them and that Cari is resigning also. We're all done with Polarity. Why don't you come over after work and have dinner with us? I think Yvonne is itching to cook something,"

"I'll let them know, El," Stephanie replied. "You all will have clothes on when I get there, right?"

"We'll make it a point to be at least halfway dressed," he jokingly replied. "See you around six."

"I'll be there," Stephanie said. "I don't blame you for not wanting to come back, El. They did all of you dirty. See you at six." The line went dead, and Elliot sat the phone back on the nightstand then reached for his wallet. He pulled out his credit card and handed it to Cari who was nearest him.

"Get a moving truck, boxes, whatever you need to get your stuff," he told them both. "Yvonne, pick up what you need to cook for four tonight. We're having company."

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Cari and Yvonne were gone for most of the day and returned in a large cargo truck with numerous boxes. Elliot helped the two as much as he could but begged off after an hour complaining of a still sore midsection. By the time Stephanie arrived at the house, the living room and spare bedrooms were full of cardboard containers and the entire home smelled of the delightful aroma of Yvonne's cooking.