We maneuvered through the city, little traffic on a Sunday afternoon and headed for the highway. I glanced at Nicole, sitting quietly in the passenger seat. She had scrunched herself down as low as she could, the seat belt preventing her from melting down onto the floor. She looked over at me and quickly away, her cheeks turning pink.
"Wanna talk to me? Tell me what the fuck you were thinking? I told you keep the fucking door closed, as in DON'T OPEN IT FOR ANYONE."
She burst into tears, sobbing hard and doubled over on herself, pushing the shoulder belt aside.
"He knocked and knew I was in there and the lock wasn't set and security bar was off and he used his key card and let himself in and I was naked and he caught me by surprise and I couldn't cover up fast enough and he was between me and the bathroom and I couldn't hide and he grabbed me and lifted me off the floor and started feeling me up and fingering my pussy and his hands were in me and I wanted to scream for help but he brought a bunch of napkins in from the breakfast cart and he shoved them into my mouth and threw me on the bed and... and.. and..."
Her crying and sobbing were so intense she was rocking the car. I let her cry it out and when she slowed; her breathing changed and I glanced over to see that she had fallen asleep, most likely from the trauma of the past 24 hours.
She slept through the four hour drive and was still out when I pulled into the driveway and into the garage. I had called my wife and warned her I was bringing home a stray, again. She heard the garage door open and met the car as we entered the garage. I stopped the engine and exited the car, greeting my naked wife with a long deep kiss and a firm hold on her wonderful ass cheeks.
"So, what's the story this time?" she asked.
"I'll let the girl tell you and listen for the subtle changes. She is supposedly a student at the university. I'll check on that in the morning and we will see what is true or not. Meanwhile..."
I told her of the triple rape and my insistence to get help, but she refused. Nicole was waking up as the car's motion had stopped. Her head came up and a groggy looking young lady opened the door. I introduced her to my wife and she eyed her up and down.
"You're naked!" she said.
"Very good, your eyes are working very well." My wife sarcastically said.
We were then joined by Aimee who was anxious to welcome me home and who was also... naked.
"Whoa, you weren't kidding about being an open family." Nicole said.
"Ladies, she is all yours. Take her in, clean her up, do what a doctor and psychologist would do, but this time with a womanly approach and Nicole, tell them everything... everything. DO NOT hold anything back. They need to know." In they went, disappearing up the stairs and into the master suits.
I dropped my cameras off in the studio, headed for the laundry room and deposited my dirty cloths and stripped down to naked, finally feeling like I am home. I went up stairs to the guest bathroom and started a shower. Stepping into the hot water was wonderful. I soaped up stroking my cock which needed to be relieved of inner pressures. I closed my eyes and imagined a three or four sum with Nicole, Liz and Aimee. Just the thought made me ever so hard. I kept stroking as my other hand found my ass hole and I pressed a finger in finding my prostate. Just pressing on it made me almost hurt as my cock expanded filling with blood. Finally, unable to hold back any longer, I released my load, spraying the cum onto the shower walls. I looked down watching my cock squirt and the magnificent feeling of an orgasm rolling through my body. I collapsed against the back wall and sucked in hot steamy air. Pulling my finger from my ass, I washed the remaining parts of my body and rinsed off. Stepping from the shower, I was greeted by a naked Aimee, who helped me dry off, and complimented me on the squirting she had witnessed through the shower doors, in spite of them being coated with steam.
"You're just jealous it wasn't you there to catch it."
She smiled at me and planted a wet kiss on me.
"Glad you are home and in one piece. Nicole told us about how you rescued her not once but twice. Did you really tie the waiter up and hide him in a closet?"
"Afraid so. I had to get her out of there without a lot of interference. Cases like that, you do what you have to."
"And did you fuck her, did you cum in her?"
"I did fuck her but I did not cum in her. I am not sure if the waiter did, but it would not surprise me if he did. I did see a lot of fluid on his cock when I got him off Nicole."