Consequences Pt 15E

Consequences 15E - Will it be the final test

Total Words: 9000 approximately

Tags: Relationships, Polyamory,

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This is the most recent piece I've written and possibly a finale. I hope it's not disjointed by a long period since I wrote the originals

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For the list of Characters fast forward to the end.

Author's note: All location information used has been obtained from online and map research or just imaginary, no opinion of real places is intended. The names and background of characters used are entirely fictitious and any similarity to a real person is entirely coincidental. This is a work of fiction and entirely the author's creation for the purposes of a story. The language, terminology or sayings used are intended to be International, this being the World Wide Web, but if any word or saying is new to anyone I would refer them to Google.

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Intro from 15D

David's plans to test the future expectations of the women were hijacked by an unplanned orgy. In the evening they are sampling the local offerings at the nearest Village Pub. Ana has owned up to her bad behaviour on the Island and has suggested to David that she needs punishment. He faces a difficult decision: another fine malt whisky or giving Ana a good seeing to.

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David decided to let his little head make the decision as Ana explored a little intimacy with him. It was a foregone decision really and he did his best to cover the sound of her moving his zipper down with one hand whilst the other found its way inside to take him in hand.

As the ladies teased the patrons mercilessly there was enough hubbub in the pub to mask what Ana and David were up to; but Jo wasn't about to miss a thing. Standing not far away she sidled over to check out the action. Not slow on her feet she moved in close and reached up to give him a spine tingling kiss, hiding the fact that her other hand searched out what Ana was up to. The barman standing just behind the bar muttered, "we do have rooms you know."

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Eventually the Ladies celebrated, having won the darts game by scandalous exhibitionalism during which the opposition purposely delayed any possibility of winning themselves. It went down in the annals of the pub as the longest game on record and the ladies celebrated noisily as they wriggled on the laps of poor hard done-by patrons who were gentlemen to a fault in offering themselves as seats. Having imbibed a generous amount of the good stuff it took some time before the ladies finally noticed that three people were missing and cast their eyes around looking for them. That was until their eyes alighted upon the barman who sheepishly raised a finger to point upwards.

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David was feeling parched, maybe he should have had another scotch because his mouth was definitely needing lubrication, he had been busy licking one, then the other sweet pussy, while the second rode him like a jockey on the derby winner. He was just thinking it was time to let the inevitable happen and bury himself deep inside the warm embrace of that second tight pussy when the door to the room burst open.

"Ohh Fuck." he tried to say and rammed his hips upwards in one last attempt to quench his fire.

He heard "Thought you could sneak away and have our man to yourselves, did yer?"

There were a few squeals and bumps and then the divine pussy in his mouth was dragged off. "Ohh Fuck." He tried again, as he found himself alone. He sat up leaning against the headboard trying to make sense of the bodies as they seemed to be dressing Ana and Jo and before he knew it they had disappeared. 'Well that puts a bit of a damper on the evening,' he thought, and decided to get dressed himself and head back to the Hotel.

Arriving back in the lobby the first thing that struck him was how empty it was, 'this is a five star hotel' he thought, 'there's always someone around.' He rang the bell on the reception desk and a woman came out, obviously hassled, trying to divest herself of a coat. He gave her a moment to compose herself and then asked, "Hi, have you any idea what is going on, why isn't there someone on the desk?"

"I have only just arrived sir, I was called in for emergency cover. I believe we are blessed with the arrival of a big celebrity and his entourage."

"I see, have you any idea who it is?"

She checked the paper she had been carrying and without giving the name, told him it was an international pop star who had arrived ahead of schedule and the staff were busy preparing rooms. "I believe they have gone to the bar while waiting."

Not having anything better to do and seriously needing another malt, David decided he might as well go see what all the fuss was about. The Lounge Bar was big, possibly 3 original rooms joined as one and with doors that could divide the space up. All on one side were large windows and doors overlooking the gardens and lake.

There was a large number of people gathered at one end of the room standing close together, listening to one of their number holding court, and he appeared to hold their attention if the occasional laughter was anything to go by.

David was slightly intrigued but not so much that he wanted to hear all that was going on, so he found himself a bar stool and tried to draw the barman's attention. Said barman also seemed to be engaged in what was going on so it took a fairly loud hint before the guy got the message and served him. As he poured David's drink he asked who it was that they were all so taken with. The guy said it was some name or other who was famous but not having paid much attention to popular music he didn't immediately recognise the name. David's face must have expressed this because the barman said, you know the guy who wrote the soundtrack for..... Again David didn't have a clue what that was. Eventually the barman rushed away to listen in on what was being said.

Satisfied that he was unlikely to be interrupted, David settled in for some deep contemplation. The plan is forming in his head, the basics are there but the implementation needed some improvement.

David settled into that fully relaxed state, somewhere between that lovely inebriated feeling after a generous shot or three and the so pissed condition that you might need help getting off the stool. Then the guy with a lot to say came up to the bar. His order was easy, more of the same, but there was a lot of it so while he was waiting he spoke to David who was busy minding his own business.

"Hi," he said, using up a billion brain cells for a brilliant introduction.

"Hi back at yer," drawled David with the beginnings of a slur.

"American are you? That's where we are heading soon. What part are you from?" asked the megastar.

And so the conversation continued, he told David he was a pop star and seemed pleased that David had not heard of him. He also described how he was shutting down his operations in Europe to move to the US where most of his family were. He had just finished outlining his plan to his closest advisors and friends.

For his part David's tongue had been loosened by fine whisky but not so much he had forgotten his responsibilities entirely. So he told his new 'friend' that he was in the UK looking for business possibilities like this hotel and then taking the idea of something like it back to the US.

Their conversation was foreshortened by the arrival of a number of women all seemingly drenched to the skin, of which much was on display as undergarments seemed to be lacking.

"David!!" they exclaimed, almost together in tune upon catching sight of him.

Ana dared to come ahead of the others whilst David and his friend looked at them in fear of becoming wetter on the outside than they had drunk inside.

David managed to ask, "What on earth have you guys been doing?"

Bree said way too loudly, "We have been punishing them for taking advantage of you, and us, by sneaking off and seducing you."

"But I did have something to say about it, why didn't I get punished too?"

"Hell you're just a man controlled by that brain between your legs, we can hardly blame you!"

David's friend was highly amused, he was trying hard to smother a laugh that was growing by the minute, before he enquired, "Is this your crew?"

Jane put in, "Well that's one way to describe our poor group of women whom he takes his lust out on and treats so badly. We are like slaves to his carnal desires."

David nearly fell off his stool and would have done if his pal hadn't been bent over in fits of laughter.

"What's so funny?" David asked, peeved slightly. "They are impugning us men.

"Not me, they aren't!" he said. "We have a saying. If you play with fire don't complain if you get burnt! Looks to me like your fire has gone out and your kindling has been doused in the lake."

It took David a few minutes for his thoughts to penetrate his alcohol fueled haze but eventually he asked, "Why are you all wet?"

"Well, we thought the Lake here would be best for their dunking but as we tried to push Ana and Jo in they grabbed us and we went with them."

"What, all of you?"

"Well you know how it is."

"Surely it was cold."

"Not so bad. A groundsman came over to ogle us pretending to get us out of the water. We saw through that straight away, the horny old git."

"I bet he saw through as well!"

She ignored David's remark and turned to his friend, "Git? Is that the right word here?"

"Yep, I'd say so."

"Anyway, he said it had been a good summer so the water was warmer than usual."

"Seems like you had a good time, had you better go dry off and change before management starts moaning about water dripping on their carpets?"

He had noticed some of the women trying to work out who he was talking to and he didn't think they would be happy about being seen like this by a celeb. In fact they did look cold and disappeared quickly when asked.

David turned back to his new friend. "So what name do they call you by when you're out of the public eye?"

"Usually by my stage name, it's my given christian name, but you can call me Al."

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David had heard that line in an old song and in his present laid back mood came back with, "And you can call me Paul Simon."

Al chuckled at that and clapped him on the arm saying, "I think you and I are going to get along real well."

David was too languid to make a proper judgement but Al seemed like a decent kind of guy. He had taken a good look at the ladies, made his assessment then didn't ogle them once. 'Definitely a mark of trustworthiness,' thought David. "Or something weird"

"Tell you what," said his new friend. "You and I might be able to work together. What do you say? And you might be able to help me resolve a little personal problem if you know what I mean?"

David didn't, but he could imagine all kinds of possible personal problems, most of them connected with females.

Al was still talking as he zoned back in, "What do you say we meet up tomorrow morning when we are fresh and then we can discuss whether we have any mutual goals?"

David couldn't think of any good reason why not, except to say, "I will need you to sign a couple of confidentiality documents before I can say much. They are mostly to safeguard people at risk."

"Do they work both ways?"

"Well insofar as they concern the subject matter of what we do. Everyone I've ever asked to sign has agreed that they are necessary including Judges and Senators. Of course if you want me to sign a confidentiality document that covers your privacy I would be happy to do so."

"That sounds like high profile stuff, you have me intrigued now."

"Well, you can read the docs before you sign and refuse if you want but there's nothing untoward in them, like I say it's just about protecting certain vulnerable people." David realised he had said enough and his brain engaged enough to shut him down from saying more. "Anyway," he said, "Let's see how it goes tomorrow."

Al looked at him slightly doubtfully. He was used to dealing with people who were trying to get something off the back of his fame. This guy seemed a bit fantastical, stories of secrecy and all those women seemed too good to be true. 'What's his angle?' he wondered. Then put the thought aside and went back to join his people.

David made his way, slightly unsteadily, towards the bedroom where he found the women looking freshly scrubbed and dressed in pyjamas sitting around casually chatting, mostly about what they would like to do over the next few days. They had an itinerary from his parents and were looking at the places to visit around the various destinations. He acknowledged them with a wave of a hand and headed straight to the bathroom with his pyjamas in hand.

When he came out the others had spread out on the bed, some reading, or playing with tabs or phones. It looked so normal, homely and comforting that he just found a gap, put his head on the pillow and went out like a light. Hands reached out from time to time to stroke his face or some other part of him and then settled down around so that if anyone had looked in they would have seen a heap of bodies and David out of sight except for his head projecting onto the pillow.

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The following day, David sent the Ladies off to a tourist place, Stonehenge he thought it was called, or some such. He made sure they were busy for at least the morning and gave the driver instructions to keep away until at least lunch time.

His plan had come together in his mind so while he was waiting for Al he started making a checklist of calls to make and people to organise. America was still asleep at that time so he put it on the back burner for later, all the while cursing the rest of the world for not falling in with American times.

Al arrived slightly early and after ordering they got right down to it. David drew the documents from his case and passed them for Al to read. He read surprisingly quickly and signed without demur.

Having discussed what they did to exhaustion, Al asked to see the plans of the hotel they were staying in, and the ideas they had for something similar in the U.S. Finally Al came to the point David was expecting. "I have two points to discuss with you, one today, and another you can help me solve later." Today's point was the one David was expecting, he wanted in, "because," he said, "I'm moving everything to the States and I'm looking for a quiet life when I'm not touring. I figure a place this size is big enough for 2 families, both can be happy that someone is keeping an eye on the place and we can share the up front costs. There's no immediate hurry from my standpoint, we need our respective families to meet a time or two and see how they get along, but for me you have the expertise in security and building to meet high specifications."

David wasn't too keen on the idea. As the ladies had demonstrated so well the previous evening, they were apt to do unexpected things that needed to remain private. Delicately he explained, "Let me think on it, you have seen how unpredictable my ladies can be, they are apt to be independent and willful. I need to resolve an issue or two of my own before I decide whether it's a possibility. I'd like to introduce you to my wider family which as you've seen includes a lot of my women as well as their relatives and mine."

Al shook his head and said, "You don't do things by halves. Let's try to get together soon, what do you say?"

"Good idea, but we won't be here much longer. For now, why not come and meet my folks."

"They must be wonderful parents."

"They definitely are the best," said David proudly and led him off to the Lounge.

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THe Hotel manager - Judy

Time had raced by and it was past 11am, which meant he just had time to finish assessing the Hotel and grounds with specific ideas in mind. The first thing he wanted to do was talk to the Hotel Manager and find out how many of the staff were likely to want to stay on when the Hotel changed hands. It turned out to be a manageress by the name of Judy, a woman who immediately gave the impression of being well organised and efficient. David already felt that the hotel wasn't run by a tyrant if the staff were anything to go by, but he wanted to assess for himself.

Their meeting was amicable and he felt she had a firm but pragmatic hand on everything that was going on at the hotel. "I hear your ladies were enjoying our lake last evening?" she said with a raised eyebrow and a cheeky smile."

"That they did, I hope they didn't upset the groundsman."

"Well apart from setting his heart racing, I don't think any damage was done. It was good to know that the lake was used other than for an ornamental backdrop. Your ladies appear to be quite shameless, but they are welcome to use it anytime."

"I'm not sure if I should encourage them, they'll be naked bathing next."

She raised another eyebrow, "Maybe that might be a bit unwise, I'm not sure the groundsmans heart could stand it. Tell the ladies that if they want to use the lake to let me know and I'll make sure he's busy elsewhere."

"That's very accommodating Judy, I'll tell them."

There was a moment's silence between them that Judy tried to fill, "Is everything satisfactory for you Mr Thurlow, I notice you won't be with us much longer?"

"Ohhh yes we are very comfortable. I would like to be candid if you would be willing to sign certain confidentiality documents."

"I'm not sure how the Hotel owners would feel about that."

"That's fine, but I'd appreciate it if you would broach the subject with them after we leave. I am interested in purchasing the Hotel and I would like your feedback on our proposals for the future. It won't affect your duty to the owners but I hope that many of the staff here will stay on and join us in the future for the hotel. May I leave the documents with you to consider confidentially until we leave?"

After thinking for a moment she nodded her head "Yes I don't see any harm in it."

"Thank you. I have one other request. Could you canvass the staff to identify who might be happy to stay under new management. The essential job won't change but we would be making some small improvements, otherwise it would be very much as before. We hope that you will be kept busy going forward and there might be opportunities for advancement and travel. I'll say no more." He reached into his case again, "Here's my card, feel free to give me a call if you would like to talk further. Or of course in the meantime you will probably find me in our lounge."

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He left happy with progress on that front and went to join his parents. They had decided to stay at the Hotel that morning, rather than visit Stonehenge, which they had seen before.

He made a call to the Golf Governing authority and left a message to speak to someone about requirements for a golf course to meet international standards. He had in mind for the course to become part of the European Professional tour which would raise the status of the course and draw the business men looking for that top class experience. He vaguely recalled someone mentioning a course called Wentworth that was somewhere in this part of the country and he asked his Dad if he had ever played there. It was about one and a half hours away and he hadn't, but he promised to see what he could do to arrange a game at short notice.