As Brian pulled out of my driveway, I gave Suky a quizzical look.
"Our vacation," she repeated slowly, as if she was communicating with a simple person. "The reward for Steph and I, for Tim's big promotion."
My heart sank as I realized that this dreaded day was fast approaching. My boss, Tim, was taking my girlfriend, Suky, my dream girl, Steph, and his teenage Thai fuck-toy, Ana, on a three week vacation. In their absence, I was expected to tend to Fat John's every need, lovingly pampering him during his Saturday morning massage parlor session. As much as I was going to miss Suky, I was dreading having to accommodate Fat John's increasingly perverse sexual appetites.
I hadn't met Ana, but I knew she had to be absolutely stunning, for Tim to halt his endless quest for young pussy, and declare her to be his girlfriend. As the new Global Head of our company, he had chosen to remain based in Bangkok, which should have been a clear indicator of how much fun was to be had there, as a single guy.
The night before their departure on vacation, Steph and Suky were beside themselves with excitement. They had emptied their entire closets, trying to decide which outfits to take on their three week vacation. Once their suitcases were full of clothes, they enlisted my services to help close the overly stuffed luggage. They each had two huge polycarbonate designer suitcases, bright pink in color, with their names stenciled on the side. I was dismissed right after I managed to get the bags closed and secured, although I heard them hooting and hollering for several hours, after they sent me to my room.
In the morning there was no sign of the girls. Their suitcases were exactly where I had left them the night before, piled up by my front door. I knew Tim would be arriving shortly, and in his continuous attempt to emasculate me, would expect me to load their bags into the cab. For this reason, I waited anxiously by my front door, intending to split right after my service was complete, so that I didn't have to witness them leaving.
Tim, because he loves to rub my nose in it, pulled into my driveway in the rear seat of a Town Car. Well, I say Town Car, but it was actually a Cadillac Stretch Limousine, beautifully detailed and imposing, as it parked right in front of my garage, thus preventing me from leaving.
Tim remained in the car, and the driver opened the trunk remotely, which was my signal to load the girls' luggage. As I carried the first case to the trunk, I noticed two identical pieces of luggage had already been loaded, the name Ana stenciled neatly on the side to prevent confusion. Once the four pink suitcases were stowed in the cavernous trunk, Suky and Steph came out of my front door, heading towards the limo.
They were dressed identically and looked really sexy. They were both wearing hot pink silk mini-skirts, with matching crop-tops, that exposed their tight stomachs. They had on matching high-heeled stilettos, pink fishnet stockings and large oversized pink sunglasses. These glasses concealed their makeup, but I did notice both of them had beautifully glossed pink lips. They each had a large pink bow in their hair which was a very feminine touch. Lastly, both girls carried matching pink Gucci handbags.
They looked very sexy and extremely expensive. It felt like my boss had orchestrated this display of wealth, and ownership of the girls, by blocking my exit with his limo as his playthings got in with him. They had to walk right past me to get into the car, and I could smell their perfume was identical, as they got close to me.
As they approached the limo, I spoke.
"Have a safe trip guys," I said, trying to conceal my jealousy.
Neither of them responded, in fact there was not even any acknowledgement of my existence from either girl. They didn't break their stride, or look my way, but just got into the huge Cadillac with my boss. For whatever reason, Tim had left the rear privacy screen down, so that I could see right into the limo. They both seemed very happy to see Tim, hugging and kissing him on the lips, as I watched through the rear window.
Another young girl appeared in the rear window, her head apparently having been in my boss' lap as he pulled into my driveway. I couldn't see much of her as she was hidden by Suky and Steph's enthusiastic greetings, but I could tell that she was Asian and very petite. I assumed it was Ana, but I was more interested in my girlfriend's behavior.
I had a pang of jealously, as I could clearly see the four of them in the rear seat. Tim was sitting in the middle of Suky and Steph, and they were nibbling his earlobes as the car started to pull away from my garage. Then, in unison, they pulled their lips away from his ears, and both of their heads disappeared into his lap. It was a real kick in the nuts for me, and was clearly done to mess with my head.
My boss reclined his head back onto the rear headrest, and was kissing Ana, as Suky and Steph apparently serviced him. The limo was crawling down the driveway, and finally the rear privacy screen closed, thus eliminating any view I had of the three young women pleasuring my boss.
I never heard from Suky in the three weeks that she was on vacation with my boss, even though I texted her numerous times. My only connection with her was through my boss' Facebook page. Inexplicably, right after they left for their vacation, Tim friend requested me, and after I accepted I was hooked on his page. Even though it stoked my jealousy, and made me vow to stop looking at his feed, I was addicted. There were multiple posts a day, highlighting their extended vacation, and it was apparent that the four of them were inseparable, and having so much fun.
His posts were quite sexual in nature, designed to elicit envy from his male friends (and pure jealousy from me). In fact, I was hooked after his first post, the four of them lounging seductively on the biggest bed I have ever seen in my entire life. Apparently, upon arriving at the Royal Palm Beachcomber Resort in Mauritius, the Manager upgraded the unorthodox group to the Honeymoon Suite, which as I checked on their website, boasted of the double-sized King Bed.
The first photo that Tim posted, presumably taken by one of the bell-hops upon delivering their luggage to the Suite, showed Tim lying in the middle of the massive bed, in just a pair of white linen pants. I figured that they had just checked in, as the bedside clock indicated that it was eleven in the morning.
The three young women were draped all over him, their intent to pleasure this man written all over their youthful faces. Tim made no attempt to conceal his erection, and, to my surprise, it was the angelic Steph who had her perfectly manicured hand on his abdomen, right above the tip of his cock as it struggled against the waistband of his linen pants.
Steph had gone to great pains to inform me that she had very limited sexual experience with men, and now, in stark contrast to her claims, she was making herself available to this man. This couldn't possibly end well for her. Tim is a true Alpha Male, in every sense of the word, and if he sensed any weakness on Steph's part, he would make her pay.
I set up an alert on my phone, that notified me whenever Tim posted something new, and less than thirty minutes later, my phone dinged. The bedside clock had only advanced by twenty-five minutes, and yet things had apparently moved very quickly. This photo showed a much more relaxed Tim Andrews, stood next to the bed, with Steph kneeling by his side.