Assassins Mc

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Beth, Bob, and Bikers

A call from Thomas woke me asking when I planned on picking up Julie and Penny, and if I was interested in spending some time at his place. He had a pool and could get some food together. I told him that sounded great, and he told me to bring everyone. Beth and Nicole were on board, and after everyone was ready, we all drove over.

Thomas and Maria lived in an exclusive community and had an enormous wall surrounding the property. We had to get buzzed into a large black iron gate, something I needed for our property. His house was enormous and made ours look like a shack. He lived in a three story white mansion with two wings spread out from a central semicircular entryway. The windows all had black trim with black shutters, and I counted eight on each floor of each wing. The landscaping was immaculate, with small trees in the front and along the sides. Bushes lined the front of the house, with flowers planted in between. The driveway was semicircular, with a sidewalk attached that led to the front door.

Maria opened the door for us, and we walked into the main entryway. A large staircase greeted us that climbed up and bent to the right and left, leading to the second and third floors. There were doors on the right and left of us, and a walkway on either side of the stairs. Expensive art decorated the walls, and on a few tables were sculptures, none of which I recognized. Abstract art was a thing that I never understood; however, each piece was probably worth more than my house.

As we walked through, I noticed each room decorated similarly. Maria told us they employed a small staff to help them clean and keep the property up. They also had a chef that worked a few days a week, and on the other days Maria took care of the cooking. Julie and Penny greeted us when we made it to the pool and both started talking at once, telling me all about their day.

After calming them down and telling them to talk one at a time, they explained what transpired. Thomas drove them home, stopping by to get ice cream. When they arrived at the house, Thomas gave them a tour. He showed the girls many rooms, but none excited the girls more than the game rooms and pool area. Thomas had a room with a pool table, another with a poker table and bar, a room with the largest television they had ever seen, and a room set up as a movie theater with a projector. The movie theater even had a popcorn machine and a snack and beverage bar.

After playing around in each room a bit, they all hit the jacuzzi. Neither of the girls had a swimsuit, so they just stripped down and jumped in, taking Thomas by surprise. Thomas did the same, and the girls came over and sat next to him. Julie told me it surprised them when Thomas didn't make a move sexually. He sat there talking with them, asking them questions about them and our family. Neither Penny nor Julie wanted to offend him, so they held back. They answered his questions and talked for the next hour.

Afterward, the girls decided to skinny dip in the pool. They said Thomas just sat there watching them swim and play around in the water. When it got late and time for bed, Thomas took them to the kitchen for something to eat, then took them up to the bedroom. Penny said she was sure Thomas would try to have sex with them at that point, but he didn't. He told them he enjoyed spending time with them and wanted to know if they were comfortable sleeping with him. Of course, they were, and they fell asleep on either side of Thomas, hugging him as they drifted off.

In the morning Thomas was up before the girls, dressed, and ready to go. He woke Julie and Penny and told them to get dressed; they were all going out to breakfast. Penny began describing it, "Thomas had his security drive us all to a fancy restaurant that had a, what did he call it, a champaign breakfast. I've never seen so much food. They had all the breakfast stuff, but it was nicer. I ate eggs benedict, stuffed french toast, fried cinnamon bananas, and bacon. I ate way too much until I thought I was going to burst. Julie did too and beat me by a plate."

Julie looked annoyed and fired back, "Dammit, I told you not to tell anyone I ate that much Penny. Now Rich will think I'm fat. Stop it!"

I had to say something, "Julie, there isn't a part of your body I would consider fat. You're beautiful. If you're hungry, I say eat as much as you want!"

Penny chimed back, "See Julie, he doesn't mind!"

Julie gave Penny a dirty look and continued, "Anyway, after that we went shopping. He took us to a store I had never heard of before, and they had fancy stuff in there. I looked at the shoes and they were all over $300 a pair. I thought I was going to faint. Then I think I did when Thomas told us to pick out our favorite two pairs. Penny and I did, and they're exceptional. You'll love them. One is a closed toe shoe, rounded just the way you like, and has a 4 inch heel, but it laces from the toe all the way up your calf. The other was just a basic high heel, but it's only one inch and more comfortable. It even has a different color on the sole. They're gorgeous!"

"He told us to pick out a bathing suit, and he bought us the ones we're wearing now." Julie continued, "We tried on a few and modeled them for Thomas. Other women were around, and Thomas looked embarrassed when we would come out and pose for him. I hope we didn't upset him, but he looked cute when he blushed."

Julie wore a red one piece suit that cut high on her thighs and barely covered her ass. The top came down low enough to expose most of her breasts. Penny had on a silver and blue two-piece that was on the conservative side, with a bottom that covered her abs to mid-thigh. The top was smaller, but covered her breasts entirely and almost looked like a tube bra. It wasn't sexy, but she still looked beautiful in it.

It was Penny's turn to talk, and she excitedly said, "Then we went to lunch. He took us to another restaurant where we sat in our own room. The chef came out and talked with him, and he ordered the food for us. A sexy woman came in wearing a robe, took it off, and laid on the table naked. I didn't know what was going on. They called it nyotaimori. The servers came in and started putting food on to of her. They had various types of sushi, vegetables, sauces, and rice. I've never had sushi, but it was good. Julie didn't like it though."

"That's not true," Julie countered, "Well, not entirely. I just don't like raw fish. Thomas laughed when I spit it out and had the chef run out and get me a burger from another restaurant. I ate that, but I ate some rice from the naked woman, so that counts! After we finished, the woman stood up, thanked us, and left. I've seen nothing like that in my life. Maybe we can try that sometimes, and I would love to do that at home. Anyway, we drove back to Thomas' house, put on our suits, and that's when you guys arrived."

I stopped them there and asked, "Wait, you mean Thomas never had sex with you?"

"No, he stopped us last night and never asked us this morning." Julie answered, "He just took us out shopping and to eat. He was a perfect gentleman, and we had a great time. We were both up for sex, but we didn't want to offend Thomas. I just hope everything was ok."

"We asked him about it on our way home from shopping." Penny said. "He told us it had been years since he took a young woman out and spoiled her, and he was happy he had a two for one deal. He just seemed happy to spend time with us."

I would have to ask Thomas about that. I felt bad; I had sex with his wife and all he wanted was to spend time with the girls. There was one other detail they left out, and when Julie walked over to talk with Isabella, Penny pulled me aside. She explained that Thomas talked with her last night alone when Julie was swimming. He wanted to apologize again for what Miguel did to her, and he was glad she came along with Julie.

Thomas showed Penny a video of the Mayans that abused her with Miguel. In the video, it showed the four men being executed. Penny said it was a gruesome video, and she felt bad because she enjoyed watching them get killed. I told her she shouldn't feel bad about that; they abused her and wanted to kill her. The men received what they deserved, and I apologized for not killing Miguel when we had the chance. She understood and told me it was for the best because it led me to marry Isabella and she liked her.

Penny continued with her and Thomas' conversation. He wanted to make it up to her and told her he would buy her anything she wanted, from a house to a car. She explained that she couldn't own anything, that all items are owned by the club. He tried to give her money, but she said that would be up to me. I told her I would talk with Thomas and straighten everything out. Penny relaxed, hugged me, and skipped to Julie who was now talking with Maria.

I asked Thomas if I could have a word with him and he took me to his study. Bookshelves lined the wall of the room with a large oak desk in the center. There were a few leather chairs in front of the desk, and I took a seat. The room smelled of books, cigars, and whiskey. I asked Thomas about not having sex with the ladies, and if there was something wrong. He explained he just wanted to enjoy their company. Having two young women with him made him feel young, and he was happy to take them out and buy them gifts; it had been years since he could do that. I asked him why he didn't do that with Isabella if he liked it, and he explained they had grown apart when she reached eighteen and she didn't seem interested in spending time with him in that way.

That was sad to hear, and I told him not to give up, that I was sure if he asked Isabella she would be up for it. I asked him about the video, and he explained what had happened. The Mayans held the men overnight in another house after the incident occurred. Thomas had them driven the next day to a Mayan property well off the beaten path and had them shot. Thomas was there for the execution and told everyone present that he would tolerate no one going after the Assassins without his permission. I'm sure the Mayans received the message loud and clear. That night Miguel was on a flight out of the country to live with relatives.

I took the time to further explain to Thomas the club's rules regarding women owning property, and this included large amounts of money. I had an idea, however, and explained instead of one or two big purchases, he could make hundreds of small purchases. The women enjoyed their time with Thomas, and I was sure they would want a repeat, especially if it involved eating and shopping. I also threw in not to leave Isabella out of the equation, to make time to take her out as well. He liked that idea and said he wanted to tell the ladies. He also told me that while he didn't have sex with Julie and Penny, that may change in the future. Thomas said they were both sexy, and I was a lucky man. I informed him the girls were up for sex but didn't want to offend him since he didn't seem interested. He laughed and told me next time he would fix that. I was sure he would.

When we walked to the pool, Thomas announced that he would like to make their sleepover a regular occurrence. He explained that he had such a great time that he wanted to keep doing it, and of course eating out and shopping would be on the itinerary. Julie and Penny looked at each other, then shot out of the pool and jumped into Thomas' arms. Now he was wet and had to change, something Julie and Penny took notice of. They both grabbed his arm, told him they would help him, and dragged him inside.

I looked at Maria and she was shaking her head. When I asked her if she was alright, she just commented that she hoped the girls weren't too much for Thomas, and she may need a room of her own in our house. We laughed, but I wasn't sure if she was joking. Either way, if Julie and Penny were happy, then so was I.

Later that day Thomas approached Isabella and told her he missed spoiling her and that he wanted to take her out more often. She told him she missed doing that and couldn't wait. After their talk, I noticed her eyes welling up with tears and gave her a hug. I found out she missed going out with him and didn't know why they stopped. I told her what Thomas said, and it was a case of miscommunication. Both sides thought the other wasn't interested, and neither communicated. I swore to myself I would not make the same mistake. The girls returned with Thomas, now dressed in dry clothes, and we all sat around and ate. It was a wonderful day, and we didn't return home until later that night.

Over the next few months, Julie and Penny spent time with Thomas, usually a weekend here and there. When they were with Thomas, Maria stayed with us. I don't think it had anything to do with Julie and Penny spending time with Thomas, but I believe she used that as an excuse to spend time at our house. We had a few repeats of the first night, but most of the time we would just spend together or go out. I often involved all the women during those weekends, and we would go dancing or the theater, or just go out to eat.

Graduation came and went, and afterward Isabella and I began working on a plan to formalize our liaison positions with the club. Penny joined the security program with Julie, and Julie refused to train without Penny. Susan couldn't talk her out of it, so Julie dropped back and started over. Susan explained to me it was for the best; Penny would have Julie there for support and together they would work harder.

Isabella and I started night classes, working toward Business degrees. Over the course of our studies, I put together a business plan to take advantage of new laws legalizing medical marijuana. I saw an opportunity and did not want to let it pass by. We completed our plan for opening a consulting firm to facilitate our liaison work. We named it IBJPN Consulting, using the first letter of each woman's name. We purchased an old office building in Mayan territory near the warehouse district. The neighborhood was depressed, and we secured a great deal on the property. I wanted something near to where we would put our business plan into action.

Beth continued in her work, and I spent a couple days each week with her. It became difficult when the president of Santana, Todd, reassigned her as his personal secretary and assistant. Todd was a middle-aged man in his fifties, a little on the heavy side, and just looked like your typical executive. He wore decent suits, but must have showered in cologne. I had met him a few times, and he only knew me as an intern. He didn't strike me as trustworthy, but he didn't have any actual power at Santana, so I let it go. What we had a problem with was Beth's ability to oversee Santana from her desk outside of his office. She was running Santana anonymously, and Todd didn't know she was in charge.

That was a little too close for comfort for me, and I wanted to introduce myself to Todd and get Beth reassigned, but she talked me out of it. If I did that, Todd would know Beth was important, a fact we wanted secret. She worked it out to have two other associated women who knew Beth ran the company to monitor the financials, and Beth would look them over after hours and at home. I told her my misgivings, but she insisted. I quickly found out Beth's ulterior motive; Todd was sexually harassing Beth, and she was feeding off it.

I could track the progress of Todd's harassment from Beth's daily recount of his misadventures while we had sex. Before various men would harass Beth a few times a week, small stuff like someone touching her ass. Now the harassment was daily, and Todd was ramping up quickly. It started with Beth spending longer in his office behind closed doors, helping him with paperwork. He would 'accidently' bump her, or have his hand rub her leg or ass. This graduated to openly putting his hand on her leg when she was sitting down, or rubbing her shoulder.

A couple of weeks passed before things took a drastic turn. Beth forgot to schedule an appointment, making Todd upset. He walked around berating her, during which Beth just stood there staring straight ahead. Todd moved behind her and swatted her ass hard enough for her to cry out and jump. Beth apologized for the mistake and said nothing about the ass slap. After that, when Beth made a mistake, Todd would spank her.

After our conversation and I let the women choose their clothes, Beth wore outfits that were more conservative than what I had chosen. Now, Todd had her coming to work in short skirts and dresses, and her blouses showed a good amount of cleavage. He had her dressing like I had at the beginning. Even through this, Beth told me to let it go. Todd was doing no actual harm, and Beth was enjoying our nightly fuck session telling me what Todd had done that day.

I can't say I hated the sex with Beth while she told me of Todd's harassment. Sex with her was always great, and the stories turned me on, which was surprising. I told myself I should be mad, but I really wasn't. I asked Susan about that, and she told men like to know their woman is desirable to other men, and sometimes it manifests itself in letting their woman fuck others. She also told me those men often like the act of reclaiming their woman, bringing them back home and fucking them, taking ownership again. That sounded close to what I was feeling. Beth reminded me I gave permission for the women to have sex with others if they wanted, and she used that permission on Todd. I told her that was fine so long as it didn't interfere with her job.

Todd's dressing and spanking her graduated to blowjobs and finally sex. The day Todd finally fucked her, Beth came home more excited than I've seen her, and she couldn't wait to tell me. She dragged me into her room and threw me down, fucking me while she told me. Beth began, "Rich, he finally did it. I purposely put down a wrong time for an appointment, nothing major, but Todd noticed and called me in for my punishment. Before I knew it, I was over his lap with my skirt pulled up and panties down. He reddened my ass and told me I made him excited. When I dropped to my knees, he informed me that a blow job wasn't good enough this time, that I needed to be taught a lesson."

"He said I had to fuck him." Beth continued, "He wanted me to strip, but I had to stop him. I didn't want him seeing my Assassins tattoo, so I suggested I sit on his lap, but I would keep my skirt on. I took off my top and bra, then climbed on and mounted him. He doesn't have a big dick, a little smaller than average, but that didn't matter. The fact he was making me fuck him was driving me crazy, but I couldn't orgasm from him though. He didn't take long to orgasm, which I felt coming and got off. I finished sucking him off; you're the only one that decides who gets to cum inside me."

I've never given her that rule, she came up with that on her own. That must be a way for her to show she belongs to me while she's fucking someone else. I'm good with that, and if it works for her, all the better.